The sound of the piano is long and the spiritual energy is lingering.
This Xuanling store is indeed a good place to relax and nourish the mind.
"Fellow Taoist, you can rest here and listen to the sound of the piano played by famous luther players."
The deal was done, Su Hong said.
Then the light and shadow around the seat gradually disappeared.
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, I have something to do today. If I have time tomorrow, I will come here to listen to the sound of silk and bamboo."
Long Dahai stood up and said goodbye, followed by Su Hong.
Light and shadow also rose on the seat where the rude words were made, and no one there came to bother him.
After leaving the Xuanling Hall, Long Dahai didn't notice the special aura. He walked around in a circle and came to a pill shop.
After experiencing what happened to the Yushan Sect, Long Dahai became more urgent about cultivation.
I used to have a somewhat unhurried mentality, but this time it has changed.
In this world, strength is respected after all.
He has the ability to improve his cultivation, but like the tortoise and the hare in the race, he will definitely leave many regrets.
Long Dahai's family members did not have his transcendent understanding.
Now that there is no shortage of spiritual stones for the time being, there is nothing wrong with taking elixirs to improve your cultivation.
Therefore, Long Dahai bought a lot of elixirs to be taken during the Qi training period at the elixir shop.
These elixirs can quickly improve the cultivation level of your family.
As for himself, he still has a few bottles of foundation-building elixirs that can be taken for a year.
After purchasing the items, Long Dahai changed his clothes in a hidden alley, and finally returned to the inn where he lived.
When they arrived at the inn courtyard, Long Dahai asked Liu Yu to call his brothers and sisters over.
In the hall, Long Dahai sat in the middle, with his two lovely wives sitting beside him.
On the two rows of seats, men and women sit separately according to seniority.
A descendant of the family who cultivates immortality.
The men are: Liu Yu, Long Xiaoming, Long Xiaoyu, and Long Xiaochuan.
Daughters include: Long Feier, Long Xiaoqing, and Li Zhenyao.
Among them, Long Xiaochuan and his wife are not here, but in Yunxiao Gate.
"When you come to Fucheng, you will rest in the city for a month. This is not the Yushan Sect. There are many people here, and there are all kinds of people. You must pay attention to safety, don't take the initiative to cause trouble, and don't be afraid of getting into trouble."
Long Dahai combined his own experiences to educate these children.
After talking about some precautions, Long Dahai gave each person a bottle of the purchased Qi training elixir.
"It will take you about seven days to refine one pill. Within this month, you will need to refine four pills. I will check it at the end of the month."
A month of practicing elixirs is worth half a year of hard work.
These children can improve their cultivation a lot, but I don’t know how many of them will break through.
There was still half a month left before the competition, and Long Dahai didn't leave the inn, concentrating on practicing.
Long Dahai has all five elements of spiritual roots, and all the elixirs obtained from the demon cultivators can be taken.
The Golden Jade Liquid and Lotus Light Pill obtained during the Foundation Establishment Celebration have already been consumed.
Taking elixirs is indeed very helpful in improving your cultivation.
This time he decided to use the elixir, and Long Dahai would not feel any resistance.
When he started practicing, the first thing Long Dahai took was Yuan Ning Dan.
For this kind of foundation-building Yuan Condensing Pill, it takes an ordinary foundation-building monk five days to refine it, but Long Dahai only needs three days to refine it.
There are twelve elixirs in a bottle of elixir. It will take Long Dahai a month to take one bottle.
This month's elixir practice is worth half a year of Long Dahai's hard work.
In mid-Autumn January, Long Dahai took five pills and his cultivation level improved again.
"If I had another month, I would be able to break through, and the probability of winning the competition would increase a lot. It's a pity that the competition is today."
Long Dahai didn't have high hopes for this competition.
But after fighting against the demon cultivator, Long Dahai felt that his combat experience still had a lot of room for improvement.
If he had rich combat experience, relied on his various spells, and his spiritual power comparable to that of the middle stage, it would not be very difficult to kill an ordinary monk in the middle stage of foundation building.
So when he saw the competition, he was moved and paid the deposit and registration fee.
Now that the date has arrived, Long Dahai walked out of the inn.
Regarding the competition, Long Dahai did not tell his family.
That will only add trouble and worry.
When I arrived at the Dongcheng Competition Arena, I was greeted at the door by someone from the Mu Nong Hall.
Long Dahai showed his voucher and was then led to a lounge.
"Uncle Master, this competition will be a civil fight. Both sides attack at designated positions. If you are the first to knock the opponent out of the designated position, you will win."
The designated position is a circle, and the edges of the circle have sensing functions. If someone touches it, they will be eliminated.
Long Dahai took a piece of paper with the rules and precautions for the competition on it.
"Uncle Master is the seventh one to sign up, and the fourth match will be your first round of competition. Now you can rest here, or go to the competition arena to watch the upcoming matches."
Long Dahai nodded, and then asked some unclear questions.
After asking clearly, he turned around and left the lounge, and came to the viewing area of the competition arena.
The arena is open-air and very large, with a length and width of a hundred feet.
There are trees, rivers, sand, and an open space in the field.
At this moment, in the open space, there are two circles with a diameter of three feet and a length of thirty feet apart.
This is the place where the village master Wen Dou competes.
The viewing gallery has countless stone seats surrounding the arena.
There is a formation between the viewing area and the arena to ensure the safety of the audience.
It is now afternoon, and many spectators have already taken their seats.
It was just a literary fight, so not many spectators came.
There are a total of twelve foundation-building monks participating in the Mengzhuang Township Lord Competition.
Among them, three are in the late stage of foundation building, seven are in the middle stage of foundation building, and two are in the early stage of foundation building.
Long Dahai was lucky, his opponent was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.
When it was time for the competition, the host of the competition arena used a loudspeaker to introduce the situation of the two people.
One person is in the late stage of foundation building, and the other is in the middle stage of foundation building.
He reported his Taoist number and cultivation level, but not much other information.
"You two are ready, please raise your hands."
The two foundation-building monks in the field immediately raised their hands when they heard the steward's words.
"I announce that the first battle has officially begun!"
After the words fell, the two monks each bowed.
Then, the competition began.
The monk in the middle stage of foundation building took out a purple shield and protected it in front of him.
Then he took out a small bow, attached a black arrow, and aimed at the later monk, intending to shoot.
Later monks raised their hands to summon a stream of sand and swept it away.
Then an orange magic sword melted into the sand and disappeared.
At this moment, the black arrows of the mid-term monks were also shot out.
It turned into a black light and penetrated into the sand.
boom!
In the later stage, the sand that the monk rolled over split into pieces and exploded.
This rolling sand and dust is a magic that comes with the swordsmanship of later monks.
When the black arrow met the sand, it exploded immediately.
From the explosion smoke, an orange-yellow light shot out and hit the shield in front of the mid-stage monk.
There was another loud noise, and the mid-term monk was pushed back to the edge of the circle.
At this time, the ground where he was was filled with spiritual energy.
A tornado of sand and stone flew up, along with the magic sword that had just been knocked away.
In the middle period, the monk tried to resist the flying sword, but was thrown away by the sand and stone tornado.