Dou Ling Tai, Yaotian Sect was specially built for the 100-year-old emerging disciples to compete in martial arts. Usually, Yaotian Sect's disciples would also hold internal martial arts competitions here.
Doulingtai is located in the northeast of Yaotian Sect. There are no beautiful towers and jade pavilions around it, only a white mist.
The Douling Platform is not between the white mist, but in mid-air. It is a huge circular suspended platform.
The platform becomes smaller and smaller as it goes down, like a huge inverted awl, floating quietly in the sky.
The Douling Platform is extremely huge, with rows of rows on the edge, and starting from the first row, it gets higher and higher, like a huge flat-bottomed bowl.
The huge platform in the middle is the place for martial arts competitions, and there are three shining golden characters in the middle: Dou Ling Platform!
The reason why Yaotian Sect spends time and effort to be the organizer is to increase the reputation of Yaotian Sect. After all, they are always number one!
The second thing is that the disciples of the sect can learn more. Disciples of the other four sects have no chance to see this level of battle.
"Hahaha! My friends from Sword Spirit Mountain, this is the Dou Ling Platform. You will be here tomorrow. How about this place?"
The fifth elder of Yaotian Sect is responsible for leading the people of Jianling Mountain.
The other three elders intentionally or unintentionally separated the people from all the sects to prevent these hot-blooded geniuses from starting a fight before the war started.
"Not bad, the venue is not small, there should be a ban, right?"
Ximen Hao looked up at the colorful sky and said.
The fifth elder had noticed Ximen Hao a long time ago and initially thought he was just watching the fun. But when the other party asked, he couldn't help but laugh:
"Haha, little friend, of course there are restrictions on the fighting platform, both around and in the air. This is to prevent the battle from flying out of the sight of the spectators. But little friend, you can't do that. Your spirit swords are all used to control the battle.
It’s a weapon, the real spirit doesn’t need it.”
"Ha! This elder, can't he fight in the air without the true spirit?"
Ximen Hao smiled and shook his head. He had killed more than one person in the air.
"Hahaha! What's wrong? Could it be that my little friend is also attending the competition at Sword Spirit Mountain?"
The fifth elder was obviously amused by Ximen Hao's arrogance.
Before Ximen Hao could speak, more than a dozen Sword Spirit Mountain disciples said in unison: "Yes! He is our junior brother, participating in the true spirit battle!"
"Depend on!"
The fifth elder swayed in the air and almost fell down.
"You...there's no one left in Sword Spirit Mountain?"
"Hahaha! Elder, don't underestimate our Sword Spirit Mountain, the virtual spirit will still do the real spirit!"
Ximen Hao said coaxingly.
Although it was suspected of bragging, it made the disciples of Sword Spirit Mountain feel proud one by one.
Regardless of Ximen Hao's results this time, if he dared to participate in such a battle with the highest level of virtual spiritual cultivation, it would be enough to put the other four factions to shame.
Not to mention top-grade virtual spirits, who dares to send low-grade true spirits or mid-grade true spirits? There are not many high-grade ones.
The fifth elder looked at Ximen Hao with a strange expression for a while, then shook his head and sighed:
"Alas! My little friend, all the disciples of the five major sects are geniuses. Maybe you can leapfrog and kill people in other places, but here... alas!"
"Hey! Does this elder know that I have a nickname?"
Ximen Hao smiled mysteriously.
"What?"
Not to mention the fifth elder, even the others stretched their necks and widened their eyes.
Ximen Hao shook his head in a pretentious manner and said proudly:
"Genius! Terminator!"
"Well……"
The fifth elder was stunned.
"..."
The disciples at Jianling Mountain also fell silent, thinking that Ximen Hao's bragging this time was a bit too much.
"What? It doesn't work? Then let's wait and see how Master Hao ends each genius tomorrow!"
Ximen Hao looked at the disciples from other sects around him with greedy eyes.
The spiritual power of those people is pure and strong, much fresher than those old people imprisoned in the spiritual prison.
"..."
Everyone remained silent, not understanding Ximen Hao, a virtual spirit.
The Fifth Elder led everyone around the Douling Platform, and then led them away from the Douling Platform to their residence in Jianling Mountain.
The residences of the four sects are all in one place, but they are divided into four palaces.
After everyone arrived at their residence, they had already had a banquet prepared by Yaotian Sect for them to have a good meal. After all, they didn't know whether they would survive tomorrow.
After eating and drinking, everyone found a room to rest.
Not to mention, the arranged room is fresh and elegant, very suitable for resting.
Ximen Hao slept all day without feeling sleepy.
But it's not possible to go out for a walk, because there are disciples of the Yaotian Sect guarding the outside of the palace, just to prevent these geniuses from wandering around.
There will be a competition tomorrow. If something goes wrong here, it is inevitable that the leaders of each faction will make irresponsible remarks.
I'm bored and can't help but go out, and I'm too lazy to practice. After all, I can smoke again tomorrow.
Simply, I took out a carving knife and a piece of jade and started carving.
He took this spiritual eagle around and put it around, and it was always at the entry level.
"What should we carve?"
Ximen Hao touched his chin.
My wife and friends have all been carved, who should I carve... Yes!
Ximen Hao's eyes lit up, he picked up the carving knife and danced on it.
Gradually, he entered the state and reached a state of selflessness. He didn't even feel anyone entering the room.
It wasn't until a beautiful woman carved from white jade gradually took shape that a voice rang in her ears.
"Is it me who is being carved?"
Xue Wu looked at the jade carving curiously. Although it was not completely formed, it already had its own outline, not to mention that the woman was holding a wine gourd in her hand.
Ximen Hao paused with the carving knife in his hand and looked up at that pretty little face.
"When did you come? Where are Xixi and Kongkong?"
Xue Wu flipped her hair from her forehead, then sat down next to Ximen Hao and said with a smile:
"Those two guys drank too much. I was afraid that they would disturb your rest, so I asked Sanniang to take you to her room."
Ximen Hao rolled his eyes:
"Are you afraid that they will disturb me? What about you?"
"Hmph! Can't Master come and see you before the battle?"
Xue Wu said angrily.
"hey-hey!"
Ximen Hao smiled stupidly, then lowered his head and continued carving the unfinished work in his hand.
Xue Wu's bright eyes stared at the spiritual sculpture that was gradually being completed without blinking. Then she glanced at the focused Ximen Hao and suddenly felt her face getting a little hot.
"Ahem."
He coughed twice and then said:
"Well, the top leaders of the five major sects have studied the gambling games. There is an ultimate gambling game, which is to guess which sect's true spirit or golden spirit will be ranked first. The stakes are very high."
"The five major sects will all bet on their own sect. It's mainly a matter of face. Even if they lose, they can't look down on themselves!"
"This is a small fluctuation. It depends on how much each sect bets. However, our Sword Spirit Mountain was last in last place, so the odds should be pretty good! In this round, no matter which sect comes first, it will be considered a win!"
"But this is only limited to mutual bets between the top leaders of each sect. There is another way to design it for individuals, which is to bet on the number one among the one hundred true spirit disciples of the five major sects and the number one among the fifty golden spirit disciples!"
"It's like betting on a dark horse. There is no bottom line for this odds, and anyone can place a bet. There are so many disciples of the Yaotian Sect... So... hehe! Disciple, do you have the confidence to become a true spirit level dark horse?