"It seems that apart from Genshan Temple, we, the Lihuo Temple disciples, are the least participating in this competition." A middle-aged disciple with a bun on his head at the front of the Lihuo Temple team said.
"Previously, many senior brothers were sent to Pumice City to fight against the Black Demon Clan, and many masters were lost. In the encirclement and suppression of the Baiyunguan rebellion more than half a year ago, Qin Gang and other senior brothers unfortunately died, which made it even worse." Another person beside him said.
After listening, he sighed softly and said this.
"Yes, there are so many talents in the sect. If you don't have the absolute confidence to stand out in the Xuanqiong Tower, you will naturally not sign up to enter the tower. After all, there are only so many places." said the middle-aged man with a bun.
Wen Hua heard the conversation between the two, turned around and said: "Junior brothers, don't worry too much. Although the number of participants in our Lihuo Temple this time is smaller than that of other temples, as far as I understand, the main purpose of entering the tower this time is
It still depends on personal combat strength. But after entering the trial, conflicts are inevitable, so you can try to avoid some difficult opponents."
"Senior Brother Wen, I wonder what powerful characters from other sects will enter the tower this time?" Ximen Xue suddenly asked from behind the two people who were talking before.
As soon as these words came out, many people immediately turned their attention to Wen Hua and acted as if they were all ears.
Shi Mu glanced at Ximen Xue and turned his attention to Wen Hua.
"Every situation is different, and there are endlessly powerful people. I only know a little bit about it. However, I happen to know a little about three of them. Please pay attention." Wen Hua slowly looked at the other seven disciples.
The team swept over and said.
"I wonder which three people they are?" Ximen Xue asked.
"These three people, like me, are all the chief disciples of their respective temples. Among them, Mo Qinghui of Gentian Temple is deeply scheming and ruthless in his actions. Anyone who has ever had trouble with him will be punished later in his practice or when he goes out to perform tasks.
, suffered a sudden misfortune, Wan Hu Cong of Zhenlei Temple had a bad temper, but the Thunder Mixing Skill had reached the state of transformation, and Shui Fengyue of Kanshui Temple was moody... The cultivation of the three of them has reached the late stage of heaven. If you meet,
It's best to avoid them as much as possible." Wen Hua and Lihuo Guan's people instructed.
Listening to the description from Wen Hua's mouth, Shi Mu turned his eyes and scanned the faces of the three leaders one by one.
Mo Qinghui has a handsome appearance and seems to be quite elegant. If Wen Hua hadn't reminded him, it would be difficult to classify him as a scheming person just based on his appearance.
Wan Hu Cong lives up to his name. He has a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, a fierce face, and short hair that stands up like a steel needle. He looks like a ferocious tiger.
Shui Fengyue has a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. Even though she is wearing a Taoist robe, she can't hide her good figure, attracting the attention of many people.
As if sensing Shi Mu's gaze, Shui Fengyue, who was originally facing the Xuan Qiong Tower, suddenly turned his head and looked right at Shi Mu.
However, the woman's eyes only stayed on Shi Mu for a moment, and then immediately moved away, with a trace of disdain in her eyes.
Shi Mu naturally didn't care about this, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the three of them several times, memorizing their appearance in his heart.
At this moment, a sharp roar suddenly sounded over Baishi Square. A giant golden eagle with a body length of more than ten feet pushed aside a large piece of cloud and mist, and shot from a distance. In just two or three breaths, it landed.
In front of the blue stone tower.
From it, three figures flew down and stood side by side in front of the stone tower.
The person standing on the far left, wearing a purple Taoist robe, with a serious face and a black eye patch covering one eye, is none other than Peng Yue, the master of Lihuo Temple.
Immediately to his right was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a short purple beard. His aura was actually a bit stronger than Peng Yue's, and he exuded a fierce energy all over his body.
Shi Mu took a glance and saw a purple mysterious thunder embroidered on the cuffs of his Taoist robe, guessing that it should be Ji Wentian, the master of Zhenlei Temple.
On the right side of this person, there is a purple-robed Taoist nun standing. Her whole body is shrouded in a layer of light white mist. Her figure can only be seen as quite slim, but her face cannot be clearly seen.
This person's name is Yun Mengze, and she is the temple owner of Zedui Temple. She is also the only female temple owner among the eight Taoist temples of the Lichen Sect. She is quite famous in the entire Lichen Sect, and Shi Mu naturally recognizes her.
Three saint-level powerful men appeared at the same time, causing the disciples who were still talking about each other and the surrounding spectators to become silent in an instant.
"Greetings to the three temple masters." The disciples of the Eight Temples shouted in unison.
The three spectators glanced at everyone indifferently. Ji Wentian, the leader of Zhenlei Temple, waved his hand and put the golden eagle into the spirit beast bag, and then said: "The battle of exorcism triggered the turmoil in the fairy world back then.
The appearance of Kunlun Holy Ruins is a great blessing for our Miyang Star Territory for thousands of years, and it is also a great blessing for our Lichen Sect. The purpose of calling you here today is to select good candidates for this trip to the Holy Ruins.
I want to compete with the other two holy places to compete with the other two holy places. Do you have confidence?"
Ji Wentian's voice was so deep that Shi Mu felt like thunder was exploding in his ears, causing his heartbeat to speed up.
"have!"
The more than a thousand disciples of the Lichen Sect who were waiting quietly in the square were even more excited by the sound, and they shouted in unison, and the sound shook the whole sky.
"Okay! I am very pleased that you all have this determination! The Xuanqiong Tower behind me must have been heard by many people present. It is a tower built by Li Chen Sect when it was founded.
It is a treasured place for cultivation and has existed for tens of thousands of years. This is for the purpose of selecting a hundred disciples who will go to the Holy Ruins with the Holy Master in half a year." Ji Wentian nodded with satisfaction and said.
The disciples of the Lichen Sect knew that Ji Wentian was going to announce the methods and rules of this competition, so they all restrained their voices and listened attentively. For a while, the square seemed extremely quiet.
Sure enough, after a pause, Ji Wentian's voice sounded again:
"Each floor in the Xuan Qiong Tower is an independent small realm, in which there are a large number of phantom beasts derived from formations. As the tower level rises, the number of phantom beasts in each floor increases.
It will also be improved. What you have to do is to kill these fantasy beasts to light up the Xuan Qiong Token in each person's hand. In each layer of space, there are several space passages. When your Xuan Qiong
When all the magic beads on the order are lit up, you can find the space passage, open it with the Xuan Qiong Order, and then climb to the higher level of the Xuan Qiong Tower."
"In each layer of the Xuan Qiong Tower, you will be restricted by formations and cannot absorb the spiritual power in spiritual stones or elixirs. Therefore, you must reasonably allocate your true energy and spiritual power during the battle. The objects for all disciples to compete for are limited to illusions.
Beasts, the magic beads in the Xuan Qiong Order cannot be snatched, and they cannot be given away. If you deliberately kill a fellow sect, not only will you not be able to obtain the Kunlun Holy Ruins place, you will also be severely punished by the sect's laws. In addition, when your life is in danger
, as long as you inject spiritual power into the Xuan Qiong Order, you can be teleported out of the tower immediately."
Allowing each other to compete, but not being able to kill ruthlessly, this was something Shi Mu had expected. After all, no matter which sect they were in, Heavenly Disciples were an extremely important fighting force, and the Lichen Sect would naturally not take the initiative to increase internal friction.
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"This trial lasts for half a month. Once the time is up, the Xuan Qiong Order will be activated on its own and you will be teleported out of the tower. In the end, the 100 people with the highest level will be used to determine whether they are qualified to participate in the trip to the Kunlun Holy Ruins.
." Ji Wentian said.
"I dare to ask Master, what should I do if there are too many people on the same level at the end of the competition and the number of places selected exceeds the number selected?" Mo Qinghui, the top disciple of Gentianguan, suddenly asked.
"If this happens, the ranking will be determined based on the number of illuminated jade plaques. Apart from this, is there anything else you don't understand?" Ji Wentian said.
This time, no one spoke again, and the scene seemed a bit quiet. Everyone present looked at the Xuanqiong Tower in the center of the square, rubbing their fists and palms, eager to try.
Seeing this, Ji Wentian looked at each other with Peng Yue and Yun Mengze who were separated on the left and right, and suddenly stood up, pinched the magic formula with one hand, and waved forward.
"Whoop!"
A circular purple-patterned light array suddenly appeared in front of him, and more than a thousand purple rays of light flew out from it, making whistling sounds in the air and rushing towards the Eight Views disciples.
I saw rays of purple light falling from the sky like purple rain, landing on the side of each Lichen Sect disciple one by one without any error, turning into crystal clear purple jade tokens.
Shi Mu raised his hand to take the token, and saw circles of complicated runes engraved on it. In the center of the runes, an ancient seal script wrote the three characters "Xuan Qiong Order".
He turned the jade order over and saw hundreds of tiny purple beads on it. The surface was dull and shiny, making it look a little special.
After all the disciples present accepted their Xuan Qiong Orders, Peng Yue and Yun Mengze also flew up one after another, and together with Ji Wentian, they were suspended around the Xuan Qiong Tower. The aura around their bodies was strong, and they began to mutter words.
As the three people's spells came out, the hands and fingers of the three people changed like wheels in front of them, and they shot out a series of spells, which disappeared into the Xuanqiong Tower in the middle in a flash.
On the surface of the Black Dome Tower, the spiraling circles of runes lit up layer by layer, and circled upwards. The entire tower suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
At this moment, a flash of light flashed in the hands of Peng Yue and the others, and each of them had a palm-sized piece of jade. A flash of light flashed on its surface, and three rays of light shot out. At the same time, they fell into the Bagua pattern on the stone door of Xuanqiong Tower.
The eight hexagrams on the eight trigrams pattern light up one after another, and a circular light beam is transmitted from it, reflecting a circular light curtain with a radius of tens of feet in the void.
Within the light curtain, white light surged, forming a huge white vortex.
"Disciples, enter the tower!" Ji Wentian shouted loudly.
After giving the order, more than a thousand disciples of the eight temples lined up around them. Starting from the chief disciple, their bodies all lit up with escape lights.
"Senior Brother Mo, Junior Sister Shui, and Wan will go first. Let's compete to see who can run the highest!" Wan Hu glanced at Mo Qinghui and Shui Fengyue, and with a long laugh, he flew up, behind him
A large number of Zhenlei Temple disciples also followed closely behind.
Mo Qinghui glanced at Shui Fengyue with an indifferent expression, and the latter smiled slightly. The two of them flew up almost at the same time, flying towards the Xuanqiong Tower with the three to four hundred disciples from Gentian Temple and Kanshui Temple behind them. (~