Gu Qing nodded silently, said goodbye to his master, and stepped onto the altar of Purple Mist Peak. Sure enough, under the misty purple mist, he could see the Yaozong mountains at a glance, and he felt like he was in the clouds!
Now, the strength and combat power have been determined. The only thing that needs to be adjusted is the mentality, which is also related to the victory or defeat of the competition. The altar at the top of the Purple Mist Peak is a good place to gather your mind and recharge your batteries.
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Gu Qing faced the mountains on the altar, sitting cross-legged and meditating. The spiritual platform fell into an ethereal state. Whether it was physical strength, magic power or mind, they were gradually filling up and gradually reached their peak state.
One day and one night passed, and in the early morning of the Anding disciple competition in Fengyu Town, Sect Master Zhao led the elders to Ziwu Peak in person, rang the long bell, and picked up all the elite late-stage Anding disciples of the sect.
Go down the mountain.
Gu Qing was the last one to walk down the Purple Mist Peak. Although the blood evil aura around his body was still there, his eyes like cold stars revealed a radiant brilliance that was calm, natural and open-minded.
Sect Master Zhao twisted his beard and praised: "The evil spirit is overwhelming, the brilliance is restrained, this is what a real strong man looks like!"
The other elite disciples turned around and looked at Senior Brother Gu, who they had not seen for nearly a month, and couldn't help but gasp.
Zuo Boming said with great emotion: "Elder brother is worthy of being a great brother. In just twenty days, he has cultivated from the eighth level of Anding to the peak of the ninth level of Anding. It's amazing!"
Xie Xiang's cultivation level is slightly worse than theirs, but she has also reached the ninth level of Anding. She is considered the first among the female cultivators of the Medicine Sect. She also looked at Gu Qing with eyes full of admiration and nodded Zhen Zhen's head: "That's not the case.
What! What’s even more rare is that the eldest brother has a strong evil spirit around him. It seems that he has hunted countless monsters and has rich combat experience. It depends on the eldest brother if our Medicine Sect becomes famous in the competition and carries it forward.
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Only those disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Family who originally followed Yuan Hao felt quite unhappy when they saw that Gu Qing had improved his cultivation, but none of them had even advanced to the ninth level of Anding.
Sect Leader Zhao coughed in a deep voice and said very solemnly: "It's getting late. Today, our Sect Leader and all the elders will personally take you to the north of Fengyu Town to strengthen our sect's prestige!"
As he spoke, Sect Master Zhao flicked his robe sleeves and pulled out a sapphire-colored fan-shaped flying magic weapon. It was long in the wind and was more than a hundred feet long, inviting everyone to fly up.
This was the first time Gu Qing took a ride on his master's flying magic weapon. He didn't expect that the sixth-level flying magic weapon was so big. It seemed that it could carry two to three hundred people at a time! He followed the elders and drove it to Fengyu Town. It was indeed
The momentum is huge and can attract the attention of many casual cultivators in Fengyu Town.
"Get up! Let's go!"
Seeing that everyone had mounted the fan-shaped magic weapon, Sect Master Zhao gave an order, and the huge sapphire fan flew smoothly over the Yaozong Mountains, breaking through the strong wind, and flew towards Fengyu Town.
The arena for the competition of Anding disciples in Fengyu Town is located in the north of Fengyu Town. According to the usual practice, at the end of the day, the nine immortal sects will send envoys to judge the outcome of the competition, establish the competition rankings, and ultimately be responsible for the immortals.
The sect accepts outstanding disciples and leads them into the immortal sect.
It was still early in the day, but monks from all directions in the Immortal Cultivation World of Fengyu Town had already crowded around the arena outside the town. There were tens of thousands of people everywhere.
Many of them were looking at the main arena, waiting for the envoys from the major immortal sects to arrive. But more people were looking forward to the sky in all directions, waiting for the messengers sent by the major sects and cultivating families in the local immortal world.
A strong person in the peak period.
"Look! The monks from the Medicine Sect are here too! Hehe, they are the earliest sect here besides the Five Elements Sect, which is the closest one."
"What a big green jade fan. Sect Master Zhao of the Medicine Sect has a pretty good treasure!"
Among the crowd, many casual cultivators were envious. They also came to participate in the Anding disciple competition, but they were not treated like this. They secretly vowed to get a good ranking in the competition and strive to join the Immortal Sect.
, from now on, he will be a disciple of the Immortal Sect, far stronger than the five sects in Fengyu Town.
"Look! There are people coming from the south, hehe! The flying magic weapon of the Holy Sect Master Tang Ao is so gorgeous! The golden light is brilliant. From a distance, it looks like the sun rising from the south!"
"Yes, the Holy Sect is still powerful. The leader of the Holy Sect, Tang Ao, is a strong man at the ninth level of body cultivation. How can his treasures be ordinary? They must be much better!"
The Yao Sect and Holy Sect monks arrived at the north of Fengyu Town at the same time. The tens of thousands of Fengyu Town monks who were watching naturally turned their attention to the powerful Holy Sect.
Tang Ao, the leader of the Holy Sect, was dressed in a fiery red brocade robe, standing proudly on the shining golden flying magic weapon, looking down at the monks. As the most powerful man in the immortal world of Fengyu Town, he had a majestic aura in his every move.
Behind him, in addition to a group of Yangxiang elders from the Holy Sect, there was also Shang Junyi, the third young master of Nansheng, and others. After that, there were nearly fifty elite disciples from the late Anding period, both in terms of number and equipment.
In terms of rank, he is obviously much higher than those of the Medicine Sect, and even the casual cultivators in Fengyu Town below feel ashamed and envious.
"Sect Master Tang, are you okay?" Zhao Yuan, the leader of the Yao Sect, twirled his beard and fisted from afar.
Tang Ao snorted coldly, his sharp eyes swept across the flying jade fan weapon, and finally his consciousness was fixed on Gu Qing, who was wearing a moon-white satin gown, and he was pressed down by the spiritual pressure of a body-building powerhouse.
Gu Qing was shocked. It seemed that Tang Ao, as the leader of a sect, was very vindictive. He hurriedly immersed most of his mind into the white jade gourd in the belly of the golden ant. He was not afraid of Tang Ao's spiritual pressure and still stood well, as if he was completely unaware of it.
Sleep.
Sect Leader Zhao was stunned for a moment before he realized that Tang Ao's spiritual consciousness was different. He quickly emitted the aura of the seventh level of body cultivation and stood in front of Gu Qing to resist his spiritual pressure. He also sent out a divine sound with great concern.
Read: "How's it going? You're not hurt, are you?"
"No! My disciple is very good." Gu Qing said calmly, looking at the golden disk magic weapon flying from the south, with a chill in his eyes!
Tang Ao, the leader of the Holy Sect, was trembling in his heart and had a look of surprise on his face. After putting pressure on Gu Qing, he thought that he would be injured internally, or at least that his energy and blood would surge and he would spurt out blood. Who would have thought, suddenly there would be something strange?
The feeling of losing consciousness puzzled Tang Ao.
Sect Leader Zhao also glared at Tang Ao. The disciples of the two sects met at the Anding Disciple Competition in Fengyu Town. Fortune was determined by fate, and life and death were determined by heaven. It was not his turn, the leader of a sect, a strong man at the ninth level of cultivation, to secretly
A stumbling block, bullying a junior.
"Disciple, the inner curse on Shang Junyi and the others was probably forcibly lifted by Tang Ao. You should be more careful!"
Sect Master Zhao said in a deep voice that he had also heard his direct disciple Zuo Boming report the situation in the Grand Canyon, and knew that Gu Qing had severely ripped off Cao Yuzhen, Monk Shang Junyi and others in the name of treatment. Now in return, he also
I used my spiritual consciousness to scan around the elite disciples of the Holy Sect and found this situation, with a worried expression on my face.
"Yes, disciple, I understand." Gu Qing's expression was still calm and indifferent, and he could not see any joy or anger. At the same time, he also saw through Tang Ao's character, protective of shortcomings, despicable, and desperate to save face.
Because forcibly breaking the curse on others requires consuming vitality and the cost is huge. For the glory of their holy sect, it is extremely difficult for Tang Ao to be able to do this.
The monks from the two sects got off their flying magic weapons and each came to the other eight arenas outside the main arena.
Each arena represents a fairy gate.
According to the practice of the Anding disciple competition in Fengyu Town, whether those present are casual cultivators or family disciples, whichever immortal sect they want to join, they can go to the arena to compete. In the end, the strongest person will be determined.
The main arena competes for the top five positions, and the ultimate reward of the competition is the health elixir.
The disciples of the five major sects in Maple Rain Town are different. They must go to a fixed arena to compete. This is also a commitment made by the sect to the immortal sect above, and it has the responsibility to provide outstanding talents to the immortal sect.
Therefore, the monks from the Medicine Sect stood under the arena of the Tiandan Sect, while the monks from the Sheng Sect arrived at the arena of the Immortal Pavilion.
Gu Qing's eyes were always paying attention to the strong men gathered near Tiandanmen's arena, and suddenly he spotted a graceful figure, which was particularly conspicuous surrounded by his servants.
Lu Xiangmei also saw Gu Qing, and the two smiled at each other.
"Fellow Ancient Taoist, I don't dare to hope that I will compete with you for the first place in this competition, but when the time comes to compete for the last strong person besides the leader of each competition, please help me, Friend Gu Dao!"
Lu Xiangmei blinked her big, watery eyes at Gu Qing, and conveyed her voice with a smile.
It turns out that in order to compete for the top five rankings in the main arena, a total of ten people must be gathered. In addition to the champions of the nine major arenas, there is still one vacant competition place. This place is for the strong ones other than the champion.
As an alchemy cultivator, Lu Xiangmei wanted to join the Tiandan Sect, but she also thought that she was no match for her old friend Gu Qing, so she had to submit to the next best thing and compete for the last vacant spot. Only then could she hope to compete for the top five in the competition.
Ranking.
Gu Qing nodded seriously, knowing what she was thinking: Lu Xiangmei made up her mind not to compete with him for the title of Tiandan Sect, but she wanted his help to remove obstacles along the way.
This is also a kind of deal or a tacit understanding between him and Lu Xiangmei.
As for the junior brothers and sisters like Zuo Boming and Xie Xiang around him, Gu Qing does not have a close relationship with them, so there is no need to give way to them when fighting for the championship. What's more, with their strength, they are not qualified to trade with Gu Qing.
He couldn't even get into the top five in the arena.
Not long after, the cloud magic weapon of Wentian Sect and the lotus leaf magic weapon of the female cultivator of Ming Sect flew in one after another, and stood under the arena of Dixuan Immortal Sect and Netherworld Immortal Sect respectively.
The person leading the female cultivators of the Nether Sect is actually a second-generation disciple of the Nether Immortal Sect in the formative stage, which makes people raise eyebrows.
Xie Xiang looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Most of the people competing for the Tiandan Gate are the drugstores and shopkeepers of the Nanchengfang City in Fengyu Town, the shopkeepers and clerks of the Chamber of Commerce, and many low-priced casual cultivators who come to join in the fun.
In fact, not many people can actually fight in the ring!"
Zuo Boming nodded in agreement, looked at the sky, and said expectantly: "Hey, let's go to the ring to compete. The inner and outer disciples of our sect will also come to cheer. It's just that they turned from the sect's teleportation array to Feng