Liang Long originally thought that Lin Ming and Ling Sen were perverted enough. Even if they couldn't get the first place, it would be a piece of cake to get into the top 20 or 30. If he got into the top 100, it would be a success. But now he sees
Come on, he may be the worst among these hundreds of people.
How embarrassing would it be if there were more than 400 or more than 500 people? How would you explain it when you go home?
Before Liang Long finished speaking, Qin Ziya's words made his heart sink to the bottom. What Qin Ziya said was: "The General Sect's martial arts competition will be held in the Tianxuan Mountains where Qixuan Valley is located. At the beginning of the martial arts competition
Before, there would be a level set up to eliminate 60% of the people, and only those who pass this level are qualified to enter Tianxuan Mountain."
"Sixty percent?" Liang Long opened his mouth wide. Doesn't that mean that there is a 10% chance that I won't even be able to enter the mountain gate?
If you go to the main sect's martial arts competition and can't even get in, it's not a shame to be thrown into grandma's house!
When the news spreads to the family, where should I put this face? Isn't this a joke for other people of the same clan? Liang Long has always been the heir of the family head. I don't know how many people in the Liang family are jealous of this position. If a joke is made,
It is inevitable that someone will gossip again.
He turned around and glanced at Zhou Yu, only to see that Zhou Yu also had a wry smile on his face. He had always been worried about entering the mountain gate.
The head of the family always said that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. This time he finally understood it, not to mention himself, even Qin Xingxuan would be embarrassed.
"Master of the palace, that..."
"What's up?"
Liang Long wanted to think about giving up. Since he couldn't get through the door, he shouldn't throw that person away. But when he saw Qin Ziya glance over at him, Liang Long felt a chill in the back of his head. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Liang Long changed his words.
:"When shall we leave?"
"We'll leave early tomorrow morning. You guys go back and get ready. We'll set out on the Kamikaze Eagle tomorrow. Do you have any questions?"
Lin Ming was silent for a while and said: "Master Qin, I have a question."
"Well, ask."
"What's the prize?"
When this question was asked, Liang Long and Zhou Yu both shrank their necks. They were still worried about how to enter the mountain gate and how to return to the family without being too embarrassed. Lin Ming opened his mouth and asked about the prize. This is the gap, the different positions.
Think differently.
Qin Ziya glanced at Lin Ming appreciatively and said: "The first place will be rewarded with a Heaven-Entering Pill! However, this Heaven-Entering Pill cannot be cashed immediately. It can only be given after you officially enter the Qixuan Valley and reach the acquired peak.
I don’t think I need to elaborate on the value of your heaven-entering elixir.”
"In addition to the heaven-entering elixir, there is also a lower-grade earth-level treasure weapon, with various types of attack and defense types to choose from. For the second to fifth place, there is no heaven-entering elixir, and only a low-grade earth-level treasure weapon is awarded. The sixth place
The tenth place will be rewarded with the Heavenly Spirit Pill, which is also a top-grade elixir. The eleventh to thirtieth place will be rewarded with human-level high-grade treasures and the Earthly Spirit Pill..."
When Lin Ming heard about the earth-level treasure, he became interested. "You can choose any treasure? Is there a gun?"
Qin Ziya smiled, "You have taken advantage of your weapons. The value of a gun is several times that of other treasures of the same level. Don't worry, Qixuan Valley has been established for so many years and has accumulated countless things, so of course it has guns!"
An earth-level treasure...
Lin Ming clenched his fist.
Seeing Lin Ming's excitement, Qin Ziya couldn't help but think to herself, this kid doesn't want to be the first. Although Lin Ming is very strong, it's still too far away to be the first. There are so many mid-stage pulse condensation, pulse condensation, etc.
In the later stage, how could even a master at the peak of pulse condensation let a warrior at the peak of bone forging take first place?
Qin Ziya didn't know that since he met Mu Qianyu, in Lin Ming's eyes, these so-called genius disciples of Qixuan Valley were no longer worth mentioning.
Mu Qianyu established his pulse at the age of fifteen, acquired it at the age of seventeen, was born with it at the age of twenty-two, was born at the age of twenty-six and reached the pinnacle at the age of twenty-seven.
At the age of twenty-two, while the geniuses of Qixuan Valley were still attacking the acquired realm, Mu Qianyu had already entered the innate realm!
This gap is like a cloud of mud!
If you can't even defeat the so-called geniuses of Qixuan Valley, why should you talk about pursuing the peak of martial arts?
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Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Qixuan Valley.
The Tianxuan Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, like a majestic dragon, running across the center of the Qixuan area. The Juejian Peak of Tianxuan Mountain is six thousand feet high. The peak is incredibly steep. To the east, west, south, and north, there are cliffs standing thousands of feet high.
From a distance, the entire Juejian Peak looks like a six thousand-foot sword, piercing the sky!
This Juejian Peak is where the Qixuan Valley Sword Sect is located. Juejian Peak is the main one, and there are twelve shorter peaks surrounding Juejian Peak, like stars holding the moon.
In the thick clouds, there is a magnificent hall. In front of the hall is a bluestone square with a radius of dozens of feet. In the center of the square, a giant sword with a height of twenty feet is inserted here.
Although this giant sword is carved, its entire body is made of dark iron and weighs hundreds of thousands of kilograms. If a giant can pull this sword out, it can still be used to kill enemies.
Under the giant sword, the leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back. Standing in front of him was a young man of ten years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and an outstanding aura.
"In the last martial arts competition, you lost to Ouyang Ming of the Hehuan Sect. Three years later, Ouyang Ming has reached the peak of pulse condensation and is your biggest opponent."
The young man was silent for a moment and said, "Ouyang Ming is not my biggest opponent."
"Huh? Then who do you list as your opponent?"
"My biggest opponent is just myself!" The young man said with stern eyes, "If I can't even defeat the genius of my third-grade sect in this martial arts competition, why should I pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship?"
Almost the same words as Lin Ming were spoken slowly by a young man hundreds of thousands of miles apart.
"Haha, well said! You are indeed my son! In this martial arts competition, I have only one expectation for you - to win first place!"
"Yes, father!"
At the same moment, a hundred miles away, at the main peak of the Hehuan Sect, a young man who looked about twenty years old looked at the sea of clouds below the mountain, with an aura of looking down on the world in his eyes.
This young man is Ouyang Ming mentioned by the young man from Jianzong.
"Ming'er, you are the most outstanding genius in the history of the Hehuan sect for hundreds of years. The first place in the last martial arts competition, Su Ran, has exceeded his age. I hope you can win this time!"
Behind Ouyang Ming, a woman wearing a rosy crown on her head. The extremely beautiful woman said softly that this woman is Ouyang Ming's mother. Although she is over fifty years old, her appearance does not look like that of a girl in her twenties.
any difference.
"This first place must be mine. I hope Su Ran is not over the age and can fight with him to avenge his shame. What a pity!"
The age limit for disciples of the Qixuan Valley General Sect to participate in the martial arts competition is twenty years old, which is two years younger than the disciples outside the sect. Ouyang Ming is just twenty years old, and this is the last time he will participate in the martial arts competition of the General Sect.
"It's good to get first place. As for the decisive battle with Su Ran, you have to win it, otherwise it will dampen your spirit."
"I know, mother."
"In addition, don't take other people lightly. Qin Wuxin from the Qin Sect has reached the peak of pulse condensation. Although there are not many people from the Qin Sect, they have weird moves and are the most difficult to deal with. There is also Huoyan Luo from the Weapon Refining Sect.
, the leader of the Weapon Refining Sect spent a lot of money to get a fire essence, and used a special method to penetrate into Huo Yanluo's body, this person should not be underestimated!"
"Yes, mother."
Although the seven major branch sects of Qixuan Valley are united by common interests, they are constantly fighting among themselves, fighting for power, treasures, cultivation resources, geniuses, and elixir secrets...
Sometimes, disputes escalate to the point of almost starting a fight, and the owner of Qixuan Valley is powerless to do anything about it. In fact, if the owner is not extremely skilled in cultivation and has the support of the Supreme Elder, no one will buy his account at all.
There are huge hidden dangers in Qixuan Valley, but this is something that cannot be solved. It can only be adjusted to a certain extent. For example, the distribution of resources in the valley must have a method that is recognized by each branch.
Two hundred years ago, the old valley master set a triennial general sect martial arts competition, and allocated resources based on the overall performance of each sect's disciples in the martial arts competition. In this way, no one could object.
Therefore, the seven branch sects will spend a lot of effort to cultivate a direct disciple of the sect leader, specifically to compete for the first place in the martial arts competition of the main sect.
This direct disciple must first select the person with the best qualifications among the younger generation, and then all kinds of resources will be thrown at him almost free of charge. The sect master will personally give guidance and practice, and the core skills can be learned at will.
In the past two hundred years, the first place in the main sect's martial arts competition has basically been the direct disciples of each branch sect. The only few exceptions have been won by other disciples of the main sect.
As for being ranked first by a disciple outside the sect, it has never happened before. Let alone first place, there will be no top ten. For the disciples within the Qixuan Valley Sect, those who come from the Thirty-six Kingdoms and second-level martial arts cultivators
The so-called geniuses of the family are basically country folk, at most a little better than their handyman disciples who sweep the floors.
Their opponents were only people from other branches of Qixuan Valley, and disciples outside the sect were never considered.
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From Tianyun Kingdom to Qixuan Valley Main Sect, it is 200,000 miles away, and it takes more than ten days to fly on the Divine Wind Eagle.
Qin Ziya led a group of people to the Qixuanwu Mansion Station. There was already a row of divine wind eagles lined up here, and they were all carefully selected and of high quality. Their flying speed was much faster than ordinary divine wind eagles.
"Let's go."
Qin Ziya waved his hand, and Lin Ming jumped up onto the Divine Wind Eagle. With a crisp chirping, the Divine Wind Eagle soared into the sky, raising countless snowflakes and scattering them.
With the cold wind whistling in my ears, it took only a few breaths for the divine wind eagle to fly up to a thousand feet in the sky. It leaned over and had a bird's eye view. The vast land was covered in silver, and the monotonous white color stretched to the end of the intersection of heaven and earth.
The scenery makes people feel inexplicably lonely and heroic.
Because the Divine Wind Sculpture was too fast, the snowflakes blowing in the face were like knives. Lin Ming used his true energy to hold up a layer of shield to block the wind and snow.
The speed of the divine wind eagle is getting faster and faster, and the clear and sharp chirping of the eagle echoes between heaven and earth...!~!
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