Chapter Five Hundred and Nineteenth Holy Land Competition
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The green-haired man raised his eyebrows and secretly said, "Not good."
With one move with one hand, he tried to call back the green dragon shadow, but he was unable to do so.
"Whoop!"
The silver vortex suddenly swelled and swallowed up the green dragon shadow, and a young human man with an elegant face emerged from it.
If Shi Mu were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This person is none other than Zhao Ji!
But at this moment, there was a faint smile on his lips, and his hands suddenly raised.
But two rays of light were seen on his two palms at the same time, one was a dazzling white light, and the other was a deep black light.
"Second turn of Xuan Gong!" the green-haired man said in shock.
"Hmph! I would like to thank you for helping me!" Zhao Ji sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, his hands suddenly moved forward and swung towards the green-haired man.
"Hi!"
Only two rays of light, one black and one white, were seen, drawing two and a half moon arcs of light in mid-air, slashing towards the green-haired man with lightning speed.
Where those two rays of light passed, the snowflakes in the left half of the sky were completely melted and bursts of smoke were erupted, while the snowflakes in the right half of the sky were completely frozen. The picture looked very shocking.
When the green-haired man saw this, his whole body suddenly glowed with green light, and his body suddenly turned into a blue rainbow, and he quickly ran away into the distance.
However, the speed of the two arcs of light, one black and one white, was too fast. Just two "chichi" sounds were heard, and they passed by the surface of the green rainbow transformed by the green-haired man, and then exploded with a bang.
Two groups of light like the sun, one black and one white, suddenly burst out in mid-air!
The green rainbow trembled greatly, and most of the light around it dimmed, but it still suddenly accelerated and flew away quickly.
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Less than half a month later, the news that Zhao Jian, a hundred-year-old disciple, had mastered the second level of the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique to great perfection, began to spread widely in the Qinglan Holy Land without even realizing it.
As a result, Zhao Ji, who was already at the forefront of the limelight, is now even more famous.
The person who has mastered the second level of Xuan Kung as a disciple for hundreds of years can be regarded as an unparalleled person in the history of Qinglan Holy Land.
Although some people question that he is a human after all and has limited achievements in the Xuan Gong. After all, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a human who has completed nine turns of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong.
But there are more people who are optimistic about it, thinking that it has great hope of ranking among the top ten disciples with a hundred years of experience in the upcoming competition. Some even assert that its future potential is so great that even among disciples with thousands of years of history, it can be ranked among the top.
, may be called the first human warrior in history to have cultivated the Nine Transformations Mysterious Skill to the level of Dacheng...
Of course, after gaining these names, Zhao Jian's days before the competition became increasingly unstable.
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Shi Mu Cave Mansion, in the secret room.
"Shitou, I didn't expect that Zhao Jian is just like you. He not only practices the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique, but also cultivates this technique to the level of Dacheng. What's more, he is also a human being!" Cai'er shouted.
"Oh, so what?" Shi Mu said.
"Now his reputation is so popular! It is said that not only our Holy Land, but also some forces and families in the Eastern Saint Star are talking about how great and powerful this Zhao Jian is. Shitou, I really feel sorry for you.
Wow! You are faster than that Zhao Jian by more than half a year, and you should be younger than that guy too..." Cai'er said nonchalantly.
"That's not a coincidence. Cai'er, have you noticed that since someone came out to praise him, this person has been assassinated more?" Shi Mu said with a half-smile.
"That's true! Let's put it this way... wow, those people really have bad intentions!" Cai'er suddenly said.
"The matter of Xuan Gong involves a lot, and most practitioners will not show it to others easily, and it is easy to get burned. After all, the second turn is still far away from the ninth turn. During this period, anything can happen. Okay, it's the period of the competition.
Soon, I will have to make some preparations, and I will leave this spiritual land to you." Shi Mu said.
"Don't worry, Shitou!" Cai'er said, fluttering her wings and flying towards the outside of the cave.
"Zhao Jian, this person is really not simple..." Shi Mu muttered to himself as he looked towards the entrance of the secret room.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cai'er's voice came to his ears:
"Shitou, Cuihuan wants to see you, right at the entrance of the cave."
"Let her come in." Shi Mu replied.
A moment later, in the cave hall.
"Palace Master Shi, Cui'er came here to say goodbye to the Palace Master. In the past ten years, Cui'er has been blessed by Palace Master, and Cui'er is extremely grateful!" Although Leng Cuihuan's expression was still cold, Shi Mu's gratitude was in his eyes.
His feelings are clearly revealed.
"It's nothing, I just fulfilled my obligation. This is the guide token and my guarantee. You should keep it. In addition, there are some spiritual stone talismans and other items in this storage ring, which may be a test for you.
Useful." Shi Mu waved his hand, and then handed over a cyan token and a storage ring.
He bought this induction token from Huang Zhen in Haoran Pavilion in Qinglan City. Although he spent some spiritual stones, these are naturally nothing to him now.
"Many...many thanks, Palace Master!" Leng Cuihuan took the token and storage ring and expressed her thanks as if she was flattered.
"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, just step back." Shi Mu said.
"Master, Cui'er has an unkind request, I don't know..." Leng Cuihuan hesitated to speak.
"Are you still thinking about your ancestor's high-grade spiritual weapon?" Shi Mu said.
"Palace Master, please don't misunderstand! Since Cui'er has an agreement with the Palace Master, that high-grade spiritual weapon is already the Palace Master's property, and Cui'er has no other thoughts about it. It's just... it's just the Cui'er family.
The rise and fall are all caused by this thing, and Cui'er wants to take a look. If the master of the palace feels inconvenienced, Cui'er will never force it." Leng Cuihuan said quickly.
"I did find Master Yongzhu a few years ago and gave him the token. It's a pity that things went against my wishes. Otherwise, it would be okay to show you." Shi Mu said, and put the token to him.
Yongzhu had already resold the spiritual weapon to others and gave two additional conditions, briefly describing it.
After hearing this, Leng Cuihuan was stunned for a moment, then showed a wry smile, sighed softly, saluted Shi Mu, and then turned around and walked out of the cave.
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Two months flew by.
The once-in-a-decade competition between century-old disciples of Qinglan Holy Land has officially begun.
In the early morning of that day, the entire Huangjie area was extremely lively. Scattered in the sky above various caves in it, from time to time there were three or three escaping lights rising into the sky, heading straight towards the Xuanling Pagoda.
Shi Mu arrived at the Xuanling Pagoda early in the morning and found that the tower was already crowded with people, including many disciples and their attendants.
Speaking of which, except for the disciples of the Holy Land, the stewards and attendants in the Lingdi Cave are in principle unable to enter the Xuanling Pagoda. However, if they obtain permission from the Holy Land disciples who are the masters of the palace, the stewards and attendants can still enter and exit some Xuanling Towers.
A small number of areas, such as the circulation square and the arena, all fall into this category.
Shi Mu was not in a hurry, and after waiting for a while, he followed the others around him and entered the Xuanling Ladder.
When the doorway in the Xuanling Ladder opened again, a familiar forest appeared in front of him.
When Shi Mu's followers walked through the woods, they felt somewhat sad.
The scene when I followed Ling Feng here last time is still vivid in my mind, as if it happened yesterday, but in fact, a full ten years have passed.
After passing through the woods, Shi Mu once again saw the open plains and dozens of white square martial arts platforms dotted here and there.
At this moment, the audience was crowded and it looked very lively.
When he first came here, he was only qualified enough to take a look at it from a distance, but now he was one of the people who were about to participate in the competition. At this moment, Shi Mu felt slightly excited as if he was eager to try.
He passed through the crowded crowd, bypassed several arenas, and arrived at the central area of the plain, where a huge blue stone tablet with a height of ten feet was erected.
I saw that the stone tablet was covered with green light, and it began to be covered with densely packed small characters.
Shi Mu looked intently and saw three golden characters "Qing Lan Bang" written in the middle of the blue stone tablet.
And what was written under it, first of all, were more than a hundred silvery names.
Shi Mu took a closer look and found that the person at the top of the list was called Long Zhanye and he was a demon clan.
What surprised him a little was that the name of Senior Brother Ling Feng, who was responsible for leading him and others into the Holy Land, was right behind him, ranking second.
Looking further down, Shi Mu raised his eyebrows and saw a familiar name.
This person is none other than Liao Yong, who previously joined forces with Lu Jing in the north of Qinglan City to try to steal his extremely yin energy. As Lu Jing mentioned, he is indeed ranked thirty-seventh.
Those shining silver names are the one hundred and eight high-ranking disciples in the Huang-level area, and the thirty-two temporary high-ranking disciples following these high-ranking disciples.
Among these temporary disciples, Zhao Ji is ranked first, while Shi Mu himself is second to last, and their names are all purple.
Shi Mu looked down, and all he saw were orange names, ranked after more than a thousand names in a row.
"Brother Shi, long time no see." When Shi Mu was looking at the stone tablet in trance, he suddenly heard someone beside him say.
When Shi Mu turned his head, he saw Ma Long greeting him respectfully with her arms folded. There was a little girl of eight or nine years old standing next to her.
"It turns out it's Miss Ma and Miss Ziling. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Shi Mu responded, but he was a little confused. In the past ten years, Ziling has not changed at all, and she still looks like a little girl.
"Brother Shi, why don't you see your Cai'er?" Ma Long glanced at Shi Mu's shoulder and asked.
"Oh, that guy doesn't have any other skills besides eating. I didn't bring him out for today's competition." Shi Mu said casually.
While he was talking, a commotion suddenly broke out among the crowd in front.
Shi Mu looked around and saw Zhao Ji walking through the crowd with an indifferent expression, heading towards the tall blue stone monument in the center.
Wherever it passed, the crowd stepped back one after another, automatically making way for it. (To be continued.)