Facts have proved that "like" sometimes cannot support a person to go very far.
It rained continuously for several days.
Heavy rain pours down from Zhenchaoguan every day, and dark clouds roll over the city every day.
Under such weather, the weapon refining competition came as scheduled.
Tang Ling and others finally arrived at the competition site and arrived at the Nangong Mansion, which had stood firm in the wind and rain for thousands of years.
I have to say that Nangong’s house is really rich.
For fear of making mistakes, all the monks participating in the competition and responsible for escorting were arranged to live in Nangong Mansion during the competition.
It is summer, and there are several rosewood ice bowls placed in the competition venue, slowly blowing out the cool air. The ice bowls are filled with seasonal fruits, and the displays are exquisite and beautiful.
The seats in the venue were covered with animal skin mattresses, and there were a circle of monks who came to watch the game.
A circle of gauze lanterns surrounding the venue illuminates the interior, which is bright and bright, in sharp contrast to the dark scene of thunderstorms outside.
Before the competition begins, there is a long speech by the organizer and an introduction to each participating martial arts school.
Tang Ling sat on the seat, because he had not slept well in the past few days, and listening to such a long speech, accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window, felt drowsy.
It wasn't until a few people from the Lingxian Sect came on stage that they managed to cheer up a bit.
Tang Ling saw Wei Zhiming at a glance.
With bangs covering her eyebrows, she stood inconspicuously on the edge of the high platform.
He seems not to be feeling well these days, speaks less than usual, and often doesn't come down to eat.
Tang Ling was a little worried about whether he could persist in participating in the competition.
In fact, you can persevere if you persevere, but I cannot praise you for your results.
The weapon refining competition in Qingyun Continent was held for seven days.
There are three competitions in seven days. The first competition lasts for half a day. The second competition will be more difficult and the time limit will be extended to two days.
After the two competitions are over, those with higher scores will have the opportunity to participate in the final competition, and the top scorers in the last competition can participate in the weapon refining competition of the six continents as representatives of Qingyun Continent.
Wei Zhiming's scores in the first two games were very low, and he had no chance to participate in the third game.
Not only Wei Zhiming, only one of the other two participants from the Lingxian sect ranked at the bottom and entered the final competition.
But based on his final results, it may be difficult to turn around.
The rest of the top few are mostly from sects that specialize in weapon sects, mostly monks from the Shanhe sect and the Guiyuan sect.
Several elders from the Lingxian sect who came to watch the competition were greatly disappointed. They did not expect that the disciples who participated in the competition this year were so weak, so they packed up and went home long ago, shaking their heads and sighing.
Most of the disciples responsible for escorting also left.
In the end, only Tang Ling, who was stubbornly holding on, Yuan Yulang, who was forced to stay, and Fu Qingcheng were left.
There is no other reason - Wei Zhiming took the initiative to apply to participate in the third competition.
In fact, there is a rule regarding the third competition. If a disciple is confident that he can forge an artifact that attracts weapon spirits, he can actively apply to participate in the competition. And once the creation is successful, no matter what the results of the first two competitions are,
You can directly participate in the competition on the six continents.
Tang Ling's first reaction after hearing that Wei Zhiming signed up was not to worry about whether he would create a magical weapon, but to tell Yuan Yulang to pay attention to the elders who might turn around and come back.
The reason is also very simple.
Divine weapon, divine weapon, anything with the word "god" in its name is not easy to make.
Unless you are also a man of God, then that’s a different matter.
As for the so-called weapon spirits - some powerful weapons will attract some souls floating in the human world and unwilling to enter the reincarnation.
These souls rely on the bodies of artifacts to survive in the world, and are called artifact spirits.
Tang Ling believed that Wei Zhiming had never even seen the soul of a dead person, so he was dubious that he could create a divine weapon.
But the only thing she is absolutely sure of is that if it cannot be made, then the Lingxian Sect will make a fool of itself in the weapon refining competition.
Therefore, once the elders know this news, they may turn back halfway to prevent Wei Zhiming from playing in the competition.
As for why he chose to support Wei Zhiming, it was because he had provided powerful weapons to several people in the newcomer assessment.
After the second test, there will be one day of rest between the last test.
On this day, all monks were not allowed to enter or leave Nangong Mansion at will. Tang Ling did not want to try his luck and decided to go for a walk with Lin Ping to Nangong Mansion.
Tang Ling felt that the relationship between Lin Ping and the original person should be good.
Because since that day, Lin Ping often joined several people at the dinner table. From the beginning, he would ask polite questions, and later he would sit down directly without any politeness.
And it is Wei Zhiming who behaves completely differently.
Since going out in the rain that day, Wei Zhiming has been shutting himself in the door.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, Tang Ling even felt that she and Lin Ping were closer to each other than Wei Zhiming.
It rained for several days, so Lin Ping treated them to meals for several days.
Tang Ling felt that since eating with Lin Ping, she had never been hungry again.
A few people took shelter in a restaurant during the heavy rain, sometimes ordering a few pieces of music and storytelling, or drinking together at the same table, and their days were quite leisurely.
So while enjoying the scenery in the rain, Tang Ling also went to invite him.
"It's not easy to come here. This is a mansion that existed thousands of years ago. Aren't you curious?"
Fu Qingcheng also went out.
Before leaving, Tang Ling once again dissuaded Yuan Yulang from coming together.
Yuan Yulang extremely disliked walking outside in the heavy rain, and he also had an inexplicable hostility towards Lin Ping. He said angrily: "I'd better guard here."
"Wouldn't it be enough to cast a spell to form a barrier?" Tang Ling said.
But this time, Yuan Yulang was right.
The rain outside is so heavy that even if you cast a spell to cover the barrier, you can't see the road clearly.
Tang Ling looked at the blurry rain scene outside the transparent barrier, and glanced awkwardly at Lin Ping, who was in the same barrier next to him.
Lin Ping smiled and wiped the barrier with his hand. The world outside the barrier was instantly clear. Every scenery and building in Nangong Mansion was particularly clear under the heavy rain.
Tang Ling walked up to the transparent membrane of the barrier in amazement and turned to ask Lin Ping.
"How did you do it?"
"How to purify the barrier." After saying this, Lin Ping taught Tang Ling the method.
Tang Ling was very excited after learning it, "How come this method has never been taught before?"
"I researched it myself," Lin Ping said. "Sometimes when I get bored, I research some gadgets by myself."
Tang Ling's daily practice took up most of his time, and there was no time to be bored. He thought that Lin Ping should also be a genius who practices very quickly.
Like Song Nan.
The two flew around the Nangong Mansion, seeing many of the strange and magnificent buildings in the Nangong Mansion, and finally stopped above a pond full of lotus flowers.
"That's Qingcheng and the others!" Tang Ling pointed to a spot in the pond.
There is a huge white stone boat on the bank of the pond, and a group of young men and women gathered on the boat.
Fu Qingcheng was surrounded in the center of the crowd and was blocked by others, so he could not see the expression on his face clearly.
Tang Ling was hesitating whether to go down to look for her, when he suddenly saw several men and women on the white boat with panic expressions on their faces. I don't know which monk accidentally pushed down one of the people on the white boat.
After the monk fell into the water, several other monks fell into the water one after another like dumplings. In less than a moment, there was no one left on the white boat.
Tang Ling subconsciously rushed down to save people, but when he was near the water, he saw a huge black shadow emerging from the bottom of the water.
A huge hand holding up the sky burst out of the water, causing water to rise into the sky. It quickly grabbed Tang Ling.
Tang Ling felt his eyes darken, and in the moment when his consciousness was annihilated, he could only see Lin Ping's figure rushing over in a hurry.
For some reason, Tang Ling felt calm in her heart, without any panic of being caught.
Perhaps, it was because someone rushed over nervously.
And this figure inexplicably overlaps with someone from many years ago.