On this day, Guo Ji brought a group of disciples from the Mo Dao lineage to Xu Feng's cave and invited Xu Feng to go to the Holy Son Competition Arena.
"Hey, why is Junior Brother Xu in retreat?" Guo Ji felt the closed formation and couldn't help but frown.
Guo Ji had already informed Xu Feng in advance of the date of the Holy Son Competition. Xu Feng should be in a waiting state at this time. How could he be in retreat at this time.
"Elder brother, what's going on?"
Guo Ji shook his head and whispered: "Junior Brother Xu Feng is in retreat!"
"Retreating at this time? Are you unwilling to go out to fight on behalf of the Mo Dao lineage?"
Hearing that Xu Feng was in retreat, the disciples of the Sharpa lineage immediately started talking about it.
"I heard that Senior Brother Xu Feng has just stepped into the intermediate apostle realm. It is too reluctant to participate in the Holy Son Competition at this level. It is understandable that he does not want to come out!"
"It seems that this time it depends on senior brother, as long as he is not at the bottom!"
"Senior Brother, if that doesn't work, you should go ahead. This Senior Brother Xu doesn't look very reliable!"
Xu Feng became a disciple of the Grinding Line for too short a time, and he became a true disciple as a low-level apostle, which made many disciples of the Grinding Line feel dissatisfied. In addition, Xu Feng's level was too low, and the disciples of the Grinding Line were dissatisfied.
We have no confidence in him!
"The time hasn't come yet. If you wait a little longer, maybe Junior Brother Xu Feng will be released from seclusion soon!" Guo Ji reluctantly explained with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
In the Holy Son Competition, Guo Ji really had no confidence. Not to mention the high-level apostles, even the apostles with only mid-level peak strength, Guo Ji could not defeat!
Each of those Saint Sons with peak mid-level strength has achieved Hunyuanruyi. Compared with Guo Ji, they only have a few dozen percent level bonus. With such a small bonus, any secret method can
Or skills can bridge the gap.
Guo Ji practices Hunyuan Jue. The advantage of this technique is that it can accelerate the fusion of energy and achieve Hunyuan in a very short time. However, the quality is very average, and he is not good at attacking, let alone other things.
Guo Ji may not be able to beat the Saint Son of the sect, even the true disciple. It is not surprising that he has been at the bottom of the Saint Son Competition for consecutive years.
This time, after great difficulty, a junior disciple appeared in the sect who had successfully established the foundation of the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Grinding the Body Technique". Guo Ji was naturally overjoyed, and could finally throw away the hot potato of the "Holy Son".
"Everyone, please be patient. Maybe Junior Brother Xu Feng will be released from confinement soon!" Guo Ji comforted everyone.
At this moment, a large group of dark clouds suddenly appeared out of thin air over Xu Feng Cave. The dark clouds were so dense and low that it looked like a big stone pressing on the chest, and even breathing became difficult.
"Look, I said that my junior brother will not avoid fighting. He must be practicing some kind of skill. It looks like he is about to succeed. Please wait patiently for a while!" Guo Ji looked at the dark clouds and was overjoyed. He quickly explained
road.
When the other brothers saw this dark cloud, they also became quiet. Even if some people had doubts in their hearts, it was hard to show them at this time and they could only wait patiently.
Guo Ji stared at the dark clouds above the cave. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. It felt almost exactly the same as the description of a kind of cloud he had seen in a book.
Calamity cloud!
"The clouds above Junior Brother Xu Feng's cave are calamity clouds!" Guo Ji had a look of surprise on his face.
Only when the power of calamity in the body grows to a certain extent can such strange phenomena of heaven and earth appear.
"Junior Brother Xu Feng has actually cultivated the power of calamity!" Guo Ji seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but be surprised.
Immediately, Guo Ji laughed heartily in the surprised eyes of all his fellow disciples.
"Hahahaha, junior brother has mastered the power of calamity. In this Holy Son Competition, our sharpening lineage is going to be a blockbuster!" Guo Ji laughed, and his mind couldn't help but think of every time he lost in the past years, other disciples of the lineage
Looking at his cold and mocking eyes, Guo Ji suddenly burst into tears of excitement.
Seeing Guo Ji losing his composure, a disciple on the side asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Guo Ji wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around and looked at the junior fellow apprentices, and said with a solemn expression: "Although Xu Feng entered the school the latest, he is a holy son of the grinding lineage and has a respected status. From today on, I don't want to hear
Any bad rumors about Junior Brother Xu Feng!"
"Elder brother, what happened?"
Guo Ji looked at the crowd and said with a pleased look on his face: "Junior brothers, we are sharpening our lineage and we are about to rise!"
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At this time, Xu Feng was sitting cross-legged in the practice room of the cave. In three months, he had integrated more than 90% of his mental power into the calamity force in his body. Originally, there were only hair-sized holes in his Dantian.
The calamity force has now grown to occupy one third of the Dantian.
In his previous life, Xu Feng spent ten years integrating his mental power into the power of meditation, but in this life, it only took him three months to integrate his mental power into the calamity power.
This fusion efficiency is so fast, in the final analysis, it is because the quality of the calamity power is far higher than the meditation mana.
In the previous life, Xu Feng's fusion of mental power was like a drop of water piercing a stone, but now, the fusion of mental power is like a firewood melting into fire. The two are not the same!
At the same time, in the portable secret realm, the spiritual imprint on the Bone Fire Dragon is also dissipating rapidly. After the spirit is integrated into the tribulation force, there will be no trace left, and all the spiritual imprints with Xu Feng's aura will dissipate.
Roar~
The Bone Fire Dragon let out a cry of pain, and the spiritual imprint between its brows completely disintegrated and disappeared.
Without the restraint of the spiritual mark, the Bone Fire Dragon was no longer Xu Feng's battle pet, and he suddenly felt relaxed. However, the next moment, a gray-black mark suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the Bone Fire Dragon. This mark was even stronger than the previous spiritual mark.
To make the Bone Fire Dragon feel fear, the rebellious emotion that just arose immediately dissipated. The Bone Fire Dragon crawled down obediently and carefully felt the nourishment of the spiritual veins under his body.
The collapse of the soul imprint was a small episode. After the mental power was completely integrated into the calamity power, Xu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a gray-black lightning flashed in his eyes.
The spiritual power has disappeared, and the calamity power that replaced it has a calamity value of only one thousand points, but its quality far exceeds the spiritual power of several thousand points.
"Hey, why is Senior Brother leading so many people at the door?"
After the fusion, Xu Feng immediately felt the presence of Guo Ji and others through the formation.
Outside the cave, the thick clouds of calamity suddenly dispersed. Guo Ji knew that Xu Feng had finished his retreat and would be coming out soon.
Sure enough, the formation was activated and Xu Feng soon appeared at the entrance of the cave.
"Elder brother!" Xu Feng saluted Guo Ji.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Xu, congratulations on completing "The Art of Grinding the Body through Ten Thousand Tribulations". From now on, the road to immortality will be smooth!" Guo Ji cupped his hands and smiled, with a look of envy in his eyes.
The most difficult part of the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Body Grinding Skill" is to grind the body and build the foundation, and the second is to cultivate the power of one calamity!
The most difficult thing is to go from zero to one. Once you create something from nothing, there will be traces to follow. The power of one calamity, the power of two calamities, the power of three calamities, the power of four calamities...
Just keep practicing step by step!
"Congratulations to the Holy Son for completing the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Grinding the Body Skill". From now on, the path to immortality will be smooth!" All the disciples behind Guo Ji congratulated in unison.
"Thank you all, junior brothers and sisters!" Xu Feng returned the courtesy.
As the holy son of the sect, theoretically he is higher than all the disciples of the sect. It can be said that one person is lower than ten thousand people. The reason why Xu Feng still calls Guo Ji his senior brother is because he is grateful for Guo Ji's care for him.
and help. On the other hand, before Xu Feng came to the future, Guo Ji had taken care of the disciples of the sect as a senior brother for decades.
The knife grinder almost never stayed in the sect for too long. Guo Ji has always been in charge of all matters of the sect. The disciples of the knife grinder are all grateful to Guo Ji. Otherwise, Guo Ji will be in the Holy Son Competition.
Among them, they have been at the bottom for several years in a row. In other sects, they have been scolded to death, but in the Grinding Sect, no one came out to criticize, and no one even said some sarcastic and weird things behind their backs. As you can imagine
How high is Guo Ji's reputation in the eyes of his disciples?
"Okay, junior brother, the Holy Son Competition is about to begin. Let's go to the main peak quickly. This time you have mastered the Ten Thousand Tribulations Kung Fu, and we will sharpen our swords and finally rise!" Guo Ji said with excitement on his face.
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The main peak of Wanfa Sect, Douzhan Hall
The Douzhan Hall is a competitive venue of Wanfa Sect. Disciples from all sects who need to verify their newly mastered combat skills will come here.
At the same time, Douzhantang also has a ranking, but it is based on the winning rate of participating in the Douzhan Competition. The more battles you participate in and the more wins you win, the higher your ranking will be. If you do not come for a period of time, your ranking will be lowered!
Many sect disciples who like to fight stay here all day long, experiencing more than ten battles every day, and never tire of it.
Today is the Holy Son Competition, the annual grand gathering of Wanfa Sect, and almost all disciples of the sect will be present.
Seeing the disciples from the Mo Dao lineage arriving, many disciples from the sect had mocking smiles on their faces.
"Wannian Laomo is here. I'm afraid the Shaodao lineage will become a hidden sect this time, right?"
"Haha, we have been at the bottom for several consecutive years, and this year only, the grinding line will no longer exist!"
"Look, you guys, is the leader the new Holy Son of the Grinding Lineage? Why is he only at the fourth level? Are you here to make fun of him?"
"Why not let Guo Ji go? After all, Guo Ji is also a seventh-level apostle. Although he can't win, he can still last longer. Isn't it a shame to sharpen your sword?"
"What kind of face do you need? How can there be any face in the grinding lineage?"
…
"Guo Ji, do you really give up your position as the Holy Son and let a fourth-level apostle serve as the face of the Grinding Line?" A woman with a good figure stopped Guo Ji and stared at Xu Feng, her face full of surprise.
look.
"Lan Caiyi, Xu Feng is the holy son of our sharpening lineage, please speak more politely!" Guo Ji said with a serious look on his face.
Lan Caiyi is the saint son of Fengwu of Wanfa Sect. She is a good friend of Guo Ji and they usually have a close relationship. But when it comes to the saint son of the clan, Guo Ji will not look good on Lan Caiyi.
A trace of anger flashed across Lan Caiyi's face, she stared at Xu Feng meaningfully, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.
Xu Feng glanced at Guo Ji strangely. There was obviously something wrong with Lan Caiyi's attitude towards Guo Ji. The two of them looked a little strange.
"Junior brother, I'll sign up for you!" Guo Ji couldn't stand Xu Feng's strange eyes, so he quickly changed his attention and walked quickly towards the registration place.
Wanfa Sect has more than 3,000 sects. If only one or a few competitions are held every day, it will take several months to complete. Therefore, some hidden functions of Douzhantang that are not usually used will be enabled.
The Dou Zhan Hall is actually a high-grade holy-level prop, its function is to simulate various terrains and hone combat skills!
Soon, the Holy Son Competition began, and hundreds of light blue transmission light gates appeared on the field of Dou Zhan Hall, and each light gate had a number on it!
This is one of the functions of Douzhantang, a high-grade holy weapon, multiple battlefields!
It can simulate hundreds of battlefields with different terrains at the same time and conduct simultaneous battles. At the same time, the images on the battlefield can be displayed above each portal for people to watch.
"Junior brother, you are on battlefield number 34, be careful!" Guo Ji raised his head and looked at the big screen at the front of the battle hall, which scrolled with the battlefield number of each saint, as well as the victory or defeat.
frequency.
"Brother, fellow juniors, wait for my good news!" Xu Feng showed a confident smile on his face.
Soon, Xu Feng entered the battlefield portal numbered 34. Just after Xu Feng entered, a huge projection screen suddenly lit up above the portal, showing the situation in the battlefield.
"Hey, is it Lan Caiyi?" A strange look suddenly appeared on Guo Ji's face. He and Lan Caiyi liked each other, but neither one took another step forward. Seeing Xu Feng's first battle, his opponent was
Lan Caiyi and Guo Ji suddenly felt embarrassed.
As a member of the grinding lineage, I wanted Xu Feng to win, but I was also afraid that Lan Caiyi would be injured too seriously, so I felt very conflicted.
Xu Feng entered the battlefield and found that it turned out to be a grassland, and there were several high-level ferocious beasts in the distance. Everything looked extremely real, and even if he used his spiritual consciousness to explore it inch by inch, he could not detect anything strange.
"Haha, I'm so lucky to meet you in the first game!"
Lan Caiyi's voice came from the air. Xu Feng looked up and saw that Lan Caiyi was like a fairy, soaring through the air and floating in the air.
High-level apostles, with the same energy in their bodies, can already float in the air. They only need to master some skills such as "Dancing in the Sky" to fly in the air.
High-level apostles crush low- and mid-level apostles in all aspects. If they were replaced by other ordinary mid-level apostles, they would be at a disadvantage just because they couldn't fly, and they would have no power to fight back!
"Xu Feng, now you are not even qualified to look at me as an equal, how can you fight with me?" Lan Caiyi floated in the air, standing with her hands behind her back, her tone full of arrogance.
Outside the battlefield, all the disciples of the Wanfa Sect who were paying attention to the battlefield where Xu Feng was, except for the sharpening lineage, all burst into laughter.
"The fourth-level apostle dares to come to participate in the Holy Son Competition. I don't know what to say!"
"Hmph, you are not even qualified to look at each other as equals with other saints of the sect, so how can you fight?"
"It's just crushing. It's better to let Guo Ji go. At least it won't be so ugly!"
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For a moment, everyone looked at the disciples of Mo Dao with mocking eyes. In their minds, Xu Feng was completely a clown!
In the battlefield, Xu Feng raised his head and looked at Lan Caiyi quietly.
"Are you sure?" Xu Feng asked.
"Haha, come up if you can!" Lan Caiyi sneered.
"What's so difficult about this?" Xu Feng chuckled and walked towards the air.
One step, two steps, three steps,...
There seemed to be an invisible step under Xu Feng's feet. Climbing up the steps, Xu Feng soon reached the same height as Lan Caiyi, floating in the air.
Outside the stadium, everyone was in an uproar, looking at the battlefield screen with disbelief, and everyone closed their mouths.