The so-called spiritual veins are places where spiritual energy gathers in large areas.
Townships have spiritual veins and can plant spiritual plants on a large scale and raise spiritual animals.
There are also places where spiritual energy gathers in the village, but they are small and scattered.
“Can you bring these little areas together?”
Long Dahai thought about this problem in his free time, and then went to Beiyan Fucheng with questions.
"Brother Zhang, are you busy?"
When they arrived in the city, Long Dahai sent a message to Zhang You.
"Xibi Arena is wonderful, come quickly!"
After seeing the message from Zhang You, Long Dahai came to the competition arena.
It was only the morning, and the arena was almost full.
When I came to Zhang You's place, I saw Zhang You and his friends from the Songzhu Society watching the competition in the field.
The competition arena was once divided into several competition arenas, but now it has been integrated into one.
In the battle arena, two foundation-building monks were fighting fiercely, their swords radiating with extraordinary power.
"Hai Dahai, here we come, come and watch the battle, the battle between two geniuses!"
When Zhang You saw Long Dahai approaching, he immediately pointed at the two people present and introduced them.
"The guy in the black outfit comes from the Twelve States of the Central Plains. He has won six consecutive games and is now in his seventh game!"
Central Plains monk?
Hearing that the sword cultivator in black clothes came from the Central Plains, Long Dahai immediately became interested and watched the fierce fighting between you and me in the field.
"Winning seven games in a row, he is a master of actual combat!"
In the fighting arena, except for the monks who are addicted to fighting and the monks who make a living from it, other monks will not stay here for a long time.
Just like Long Dahai, after the competition, he will still meditate and practice most of the time, and will not compete continuously.
Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to find a suitable opponent.
Here, if you want to achieve a winning streak, you must be a monk of the same level.
This late-stage foundation-building monk in black can win six games in a row, so his strength must be very high.
"This monk is nicknamed Junzijian. His swordsmanship is versatile and he once defeated his swordsman brother who was in the late stage of foundation building in the sect."
Zhang You is often in the city and is very concerned about such powerful people.
Nowadays, there are more and more foreign monks in the city of Beiyan Prefecture, and friction among the monks is naturally inevitable.
Fortunately, the high-level monks of the Immortal Alliance were stationed in the city, and the monks did not dare to act recklessly and illegally.
Going to the fighting arena to compete has naturally become the first choice.
The large and small arenas in the city quickly became heated.
At the same time, some extremely powerful characters also emerged, and the black monk in the field was one of them.
These proud men of heaven are very proud, and some even make false claims to provoke Beiyan Mansion!
This is how the monks of Beiyan Mansion can swallow their anger and let outsiders step on their heads.
Therefore, armed fights were agreed upon, and they often happened.
However, most of these very arrogant foreign monks have a few tricks up their sleeves.
The monks from Beiyan Mansion competed with them and lost more than they won, thus losing face.
After more than a year, the identity of these foreign monks gradually became clear.
Most of these people are descendants of powerful sects at the state and county level, with profound backgrounds and outstanding qualifications.
Some monks from Beiyan Mansion feel that losing to these people is not a shame and they already feel it doesn't matter.
But several major families in Beiyan Mansion don't think so.
It’s okay to lose, but you still have to show your own style.
The one who challenges the monk in black today is a swordsmanship genius from Beiyan Mansion.
The battle between two swordsman geniuses naturally attracted many people to watch.
"These foreign monks are so annoying. They completely look down on the monks in our house."
Although Zhang You enjoyed watching it, he felt aggrieved and complained to Long Dahai.
"I've also heard about it this year. However, with the training of these masters, the monks in our house have improved very quickly. Let's look at the problem from another angle."
Long Dahai thought it was a good thing. Usually when he wanted to find a suitable opponent, he might not meet him, but now someone was rushing to be a whetstone. How could he feel aggrieved?
"That's what happened in the later stages of your foundation building. We monks don't bother to fight!"
Zhang You once planned to find a foreign monk at the intermediate level of foundation building to fight against him, but seeing that Zhang You had no record of actual combat in the arena, he refused directly.
"Then learn from other people's fighting experience and feel at ease."
Long Dahai smiled and answered.
"No, I've been watching it for half a month. It's really wonderful."
The two of them watched and chatted.
The competition in the field also reached its most intense level.
Zhang You asked: "Hai Dahai, do you think the monks from Red Sword Villa can win?"
Long Dahai didn't answer, just shook his head.
The black-clothed monk's sword light was continuous, and no loopholes could be seen. On the other hand, the monks at Red Sword Villa were already a little panicked.
The monk in black saw the opportunity, but did not fight back. He obviously had other plans.
"Junzi Sword is waiting for the monks from Red Sword Villa to make sword moves. He is very confident in himself."
Long Dahai said with a solemn expression after a while.
This is the first time Long Dahai has encountered a swordsman with such strength.
"Tao friendly eyesight!"
Long Dahai's voice was very low, but even if the monks around him wanted to hear it, they could still hear it.
The person who spoke was a foreign monk who looked very young and looked to be in his thirties.
Long Dahai smiled and made a gesture, and the monk returned the gesture, indicating that he had seen him before.
This is the area designated by the foundation-building monks, and the Songzhu Society has reserved its own seating area here.
The area where the young monks are located is next to the Shozhu Society. There are five monks there. If you look carefully, you can see that these five monks are dressed in luxurious clothes and they obviously have a lot of background.
Long Dahai just glanced briefly, returned the greeting politely, and then continued to watch the fight in the field.
The competition has heated up and reached the final moment.
The sword cultivator of Red Sword Villa used sword moves.
The top-quality magic sword in his hand turned into a circle of red flying swords and flew towards the monk in black.
Jun Zijian smiled, and finally waited for the opponent to use the sword move he understood.
He did not panic, the white flying sword in his hand was placed in front of him, and then the sword light shot out, facing the flying red flying sword.
The sword moves of both sides collided together, and the sword energy released from the arena punched countless small holes.
Some sword energy even flew towards the audience and was intercepted by the formation.
After the sword strike, the monk's robe at Red Sword Villa was cut and fell to the ground.
"Hey! We lost again. We have won seven games in a row!"
Most of the monks from Beiyan Mansion who watched this sighed like this.
The same goes for Zhang You. When he heard the host announcing the results, he looked at Long Dahai and said, "Dahai, the reward has reached three thousand spiritual stones. How about you teach this hypocrite a lesson?"
Long Dahai: "Hypocrite, I think he is pretty good."
The more Zhang You looked at the black-clothed monk, the angrier he became, saying: "What a gentleman's sword, I think he is a hypocrite. He can win a long time ago. Fei wants to defeat others when they are using their most powerful moves. This is so frustrating!"
Long Dahai had no intention of taking action, he came because he had something to do.
At this time, the monks in the audience burst into boos.
It turned out that the victorious gentleman's sword did not move away, but arrogantly provoked the sitting monk.