In the evening, Bestore gradually became deserted.
The monks in the first round have been hoarding Huazi for the next month. There is no demand for it for the time being, but the news will spread soon and more people will come to buy it.
Maybe the sect elders will come to purchase in large quantities.
Li Xiaobai was about to close the door when several figures flashed in.
The leader was Sixth Senior Brother Liu Jinshui: "Junior Brother, we are here to see you!"
"Junior brother's disguise skills are really superb. Even I can't recognize him. Even his temperament has changed. Unfortunately, his face is so handsome that it easily attracts attention." Second senior sister Ye Wushuang said.
"Yes, little junior brother, the last thing we need when we are walking around is our face. Look at senior brother, in order to keep a low profile, he deliberately turned his handsome face into a mediocre face. You still need to learn more about this."
Fourth senior brother Yang Chen also nodded in agreement.
"The few of us were able to break through, but thanks to my junior brother's Dragon Snake Fruit, if you take one, you will see immediate results."
"Yes, my foundation is also stronger, and I am no less a disciple of the sect."
Everyone was smiling when they talked about the Dragon Snake Fruit, selectively ignoring the memory of Li Xiaobai's deception.
"Junior brother, I made a bathhouse and took a bath. The original water stinks."
A female cultivator with an unfamiliar appearance said, her voice should be that of a senior sister.
All six of them had changed their appearance completely. They were very low-key and could not be recognized in the crowd.
"Brother and sister, smoke Huazi!"
Li Xiaobai chuckled and handed a few huazi to several people decisively. There was a puff of smoke in the room, and a look of relief appeared on the faces of the six people.
"Junior brother, there is such a good thing!"
"Yes, I should have taken it out a long time ago. This thing is more powerful than taking a bath, but it only lasts too short."
"Senior brother and sister came here specially in the evening. Do you have something to say?" Li Xiaobai asked.
"That's right, I almost forgot about the real thing. There will be a competition in two days. This arena is no different from others. There are quite a few monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Junior Brother, you must keep your spirits up." Su Yunbing said.
"This Sixth Senior Brother has already reminded me." Li Xiaobai said.
"Well, what we are going to talk about is another thing. I believe you also know that the secret realm is about to open. You must break into the top 100 this time and become a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect. Only then can you have the opportunity to fight for the chance to go to the secret realm.
Quota.”
"Junior brother understands."
Li Xiaobai nodded seriously. Entering the secret realm was the key to improving his defense. Without adventure, the speed of improving his strength would be too slow.
"This secret realm was left by Bei Chenfeng, a master of Confucianism and Taoism. There must be countless treasures in it. They are all from our senior fellow apprentices. They severely tricked and killed the other monks, so that those who have eyes above their heads can
Guys have long memories!”
Liu Jinshui's eyes looked fierce and murderous. He must have been angry a lot during this period.
"That's right, that's all I have to say, little junior brother, see you Dabi."
The few of them didn't linger much. After giving a few instructions, they turned slightly and disappeared in an instant.
…
Early the next morning, Li Xiaobai returned to the mountain peak.
No one came to make trouble again, and the handyman disciples still looked frightened.
Er Gouzi and Ji Qingwu have been wandering around the mountain. They took the medicine of good and evil. One of them wants to do good deeds, and the other is full of thinking about how to make trouble. It has become the norm in the mountain.
Yuan Fang came over and reported some matters on the mountain, which were basically trivial matters. The other party seemed to regard him as the leader of the mountain.
Li Xiaobai was helpless. He didn't go down the mountain that day and everything was fine.
Take out the remaining demon beast materials in the space ring. There are still a lot of demon beast inner elixirs in the ring. Although they are only at the golden elixir stage, the large number can also increase a lot of attribute points.
After swallowing it one by one, the attribute points began to rise rapidly.
[Attribute points +200...]
[Attribute points +600...]
[Attribute points +1000...]
[Attribute points: 12000.]
All points are defended.
[Defense: Nine-turn immortal golden body can be advanced at the seventh turn (17000/70000). 】
There is still a long way to go to level up.
…
Time flies by and the day of the competition arrives.
Many monks gathered together and rushed to the arena. No one dared to slack off in today's competition.
Li Xiaobai led many monks down the mountain, and the team headed towards the arena in the center of the sect, forming a unique landscape.
On the high platform, several sect elders, including the great elder, gathered together, waiting for the arrival of the disciples.
"I don't know what the leader is thinking, but more than one-third of these monks have been replaced."
"Yes, the opening of the secret realm this time is an opportunity for me in the Northern Territory, but the geniuses of these big forces want to get involved. They are simply arrogant."
"The leader probably also wants to sell those old guys a favor..."
"He knows how to behave, Feng Qingyang, don't you know the inside story?"
"Ahem, I naturally have no way of knowing what the master is thinking. Perhaps the master wants to use these disciples of the sect to hone the disciples of the Holy Demon Sect. Let our disciples see the real genius, and they will be able to practice in the future.
More motivation.”
Feng Qingyang was a little embarrassed. He naturally knew the leader's purpose, but of course he wouldn't say it here. After all, not all elders were of the same mind as the leader.
Recently, there is an elder in the outer sect who seems to have close contacts with a certain evil cultivator.
"Haha, it's all bullshit. Which disciple do you like? Do you want to have a game?"
"A top-grade magic weapon, I bet Miss Qin will win."
"Haha, I bet on those bald guys in the Western Regions..."
"Elder Feng, who do you like?"
"Hehe, well, I'm interested in a young genius named Ye Liangchen."
Feng Qingyang thought of the conversations he had with several Supreme Elders a few days ago, and couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation in his heart.
I imitate the ancient Qi practitioners and become a saint with my body. I really want to see how far this kid can go.
In the midst of his thoughts, a team of about 200 people entered the field with murderous intent.
The surrounding monks were so shocked that they all gave way, and they were horrified. Where did this big boss come from? He actually came in a group, and it was such a big group!
The monks whispered to each other and looked at him sideways.
"Which genius is this? Do you know him?"
"I don't know, there must be about two hundred people here!"
"Yes, there are more than two hundred people, not necessarily all geniuses, right?"
"That's too scary!"
The monks behind Li Xiaobai were proud and proud. Following the ruthless brother, they had regained their confidence. Regardless of the result of the competition, at least they were respected by others at this moment.
This feeling of having a backbone is so good!
On the high platform, Feng Qingyang stood up and scanned the crowd lightly.