The venue for this competition is the big chun tree at the core of Jumang Taoist Temple.
It is an island within a lake.
The center of the lake is where the first spiritual plant of the Immortal Sect is located, and the place where they fought is this lake.
Chen Mobai originally thought he had arrived early enough, but he didn't expect that Kunpeng Taoist Temple was earlier. A group of ten people wearing flying fish uniforms stood on a platform supported by a thick branch of the big chun tree.
As the landlord, Jumang Taoist Temple was naturally present.
"Friends from Wuqi Taoist Academy, please come here."
A young man with a green shirt and a yellow face, with a calm demeanor, greeted Chen Mobai and the others.
"Senior Chen, this is our chief in Jumang."
Song Yuexin, who led the team, immediately introduced Chen Mobai, but Chen Mobai had watched the Zongzi fighting video in Xiaochitian and knew the chief of Jumang Taoist Academy.
"When we meet for the first time, Jumang and Kunpeng's friends are polite."
Chen Mobai greeted the twenty people from the two Taoist temples who were already standing on the platform, and then led the people from the Taoist temple behind him to fly towards his branch platform.
But as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt a slightly stagnant pressure fall on his shoulders.
"This Biluo Lake is the territory of the Great Chun Sacred Tree. Every time you fly upward, you have to bear pressure. It is said that only the ancestors of the gods can go up to the place where the top of the tree bears fruit."
As the landowner, Song Yuexin immediately reminded again. Chen Mobai took a look at the places where the platforms of the other two major courtyards were located. They were both very close to the lake, about three meters high.
The branch platform where their dance temple is located is slightly lower than theirs, about two meters.
"It's just the minimum they can afford."
Sun Daoji felt the pressure, looked at Zhuang Jialan, Jiang Yuyuan, and Zhai Jianbai, who were the weakest in cultivation, and spoke softly.
"Let's go and get on my red clouds and clouds."
Chen Mobai nodded, not caring about such a thing. The red bracelet on his wrist turned into haze and clouds, carrying ten people, including Song Yuexin and Wang Mengyuan, to the platform belonging to his Taoist temple.
"President, are we holding you back?"
Jiang Yuyuan was very embarrassed to speak, and Zhuang Jialan next to him also looked remorseful. From this opening, the discussion has actually begun.
"It doesn't matter, we will be the first in the end anyway."
Chen Mobai waved his hand indifferently and did not force the branch platform to rise. He just stood on the edge of the platform and observed the clear green lake below. The huge and developed root system of the big chun tree could even be clearly seen through the lake.
arrive.
This Immortal Sect's number one spiritual plant is rooted in the center of this Bibo Lake, which is the core of the fifth-level water veins.
"Butian is here too."
While Chen Mobai was observing the big chun tree, Sun Daoji spoke.
There was probably some unspoken rule, or Jumang Taoist Academy had made arrangements in advance. After the four major academies arrived, the Ten Academy Palaces began to appear one by one.
Following Butian was naturally Chunyang Academy led by Xiahou Weihuan.
Then, Taiyuan, Shanhai, Stargazing, True Spirit, Nature, Heavenly Book, Lingbao, Imperial Physician, and Five Thunders arrived one after another.
"This time it's all about foundation building."
Sun Daoji calmly looked at the fourteen branch platforms, and the 140 monks from the Taoist Academy who participated in the competition could not help but nod slightly.
"Oh, were there any Qi-training monks participating in the past? Could it be that even ten foundation-building cultivators couldn't get together?"
Chen Mobai couldn't believe this.
"Yes, the lower-ranked academies occasionally have a few batches of talented people who are not accepted. There is no other way but to send qi training disciples to make up the numbers."
Chi Shicheng, the oldest, took out a monocle, walked out of the platform, stood on the branches of the big chun tree, observed carefully and answered Chen Mobai's questions.
The main reason he came here this time was to observe the number one spiritual plant in the Immortal Sect.
Hearing this, Chen Mobai nodded with a confused expression.
Although Wuqi Daoyuan is considered to be at the bottom among the four major ones, its average foundation building success rate of 70 to 80% still gives him the illusion that foundation building is easy.
I completely forgot about examples like Meng Huanger who are still struggling beyond the threshold of the critical law.
Ninety-nine percent of the monks in the Immortal Sect can only be stuck at the level of Qi training throughout their lives.
"This time we can send graduates, even from the lower-ranked academy, to gather a complete foundation-building team. If this competition is successful, it may become a routine in the future."
Bian Jingchun is a civil servant in Chicheng Dongtian. He has a keen sense of smell and is vaguely aware that this should be an experiment from the upper management.
"But I don't think it's possible. It's better to leave the future path and rankings to the future students. If we win everything, there will be no room for growth in the future."
Chen Mobai shook his head and expressed his opinion.
His words won the approval of most people.
However, this discussion cannot be changed.
Feeling that more than 90% of the eyes on the fourteen branch platform of the big chun tree were on him, Chen Mobai smiled softly and stood at the front so that everyone could see more clearly.
"If everyone is here, can we start? I can't wait."
Everyone never expected that the first sentence was said by Chen Mobai.
【Does this person really regard himself as number one?】
Their eyes were as sharp as swords, staring at the platform where the Dance Academy was located. The person who made Chen Mobai feel like a light on his back the most was naturally the one from the Shanhai Academy wearing a dark green tight-fitting skirt with a belt around his waist.
Sword, a dashing woman with round and slender legs.
This person should be Pei Qingshuang.
[Not bad, worthy of being second only to me on the list.]
Feeling the solid sword intent in Pei Qingshuang's eyes, Chen Mobai suddenly felt the urge to discuss swordsmanship with her.
The two people looked at each other, naturally attracting everyone's attention.
"Ahem!"
Seeing the discussion going around, the eldest son, as the host, could only stand up and clear his throat under Wen Xuewei's eyes, attracting everyone's attention to himself first, and began to recall the past and look forward to the present.
"Offline competitions in Taoist academies originated five thousand years ago. At the beginning, only our four Taoist academies participated. The purpose was to allow outstanding talents to communicate with each other, promote each other, and inspire better selves."
"Then, Taiyuan, Mountains and Seas, Stargazing, Nature, Heavenly Book, Five Thunders and Six Great Palaces will be added."
"To this day, it is already the biggest event for the younger generation of all Taoist academies. And this year, in order to let us see the most outstanding monks in the same realm, many graduating seniors and seniors have been specially invited.
As hosts, we feel very honored to come and participate..."
After Zongzi said a lot, he reiterated the rules of the sparring, and finally announced the start.
"The competition arena is here at Bibo Lake. We have designated ten areas with different shapes. Everyone chooses one of them as the stage and chooses the opponent you want to discuss and teach. Of course, your opponents also have objections.
right."
"But we require each Taoist student representative to come down to the stage for at least one discussion every day."
"It lasts for ten days in total. At the end, the individual points are accumulated into group points to determine the ranking of the Taoist Academy in the next few years."
After finishing speaking, Zongzi bowed slightly to the remaining thirteen branch platforms, and then sprinkled a talisman into the blue wave lake under the platform.
The originally clear lake water began to glow with golden lights, and along the perimeter of the big chrysanthemum tree, half of the lake was divided into ten arenas of different shapes, including quadrilaterals, triangles, hexagons, etc.
"Since I am the host, let me start the ceremony..."
As soon as Zongzi finished speaking, he stepped out of the branch platform of Jumang Taoist Temple with half a foot, and saw a fiery red sword light falling on the lake from the side of Chunyang Academy.
"Sima Xingyu from Chunyang Academy wants to learn the clever tricks from the chief of the Dance Academy."
Sima Xingyu landed on a diamond-shaped lake arena, holding a broad-edged long sword in both hands. He raised his head towards the place where the Dance Temple was located and shouted loudly.
As soon as he stood up, many foundation-building cultivators from the Taoist Academy who had originally planned to challenge Chen Mobai could only stop their steps.
【Unfortunately, the opportunity to become famous was snatched away.】
This is what most people have in mind at this time.
"I refuse."
However, Chen Mobai's three crisp words made these people's eyes light up, and then they looked over with contempt.
Although I knew that the chief of the Dance Instrument Taoist Academy was only at the third level of foundation building, in order to ensure the ranking of the Taoist Academy, he also brought three graduates as bodyguards, but he really saw that he was sweeping through Xiaochitian.
The fact that the invincible Chen Mobai retreated so much still gave them a sense of disillusionment as their myth was shattered.
But it is understandable, after all, Sima Xingyu is at the eighth level of foundation building, and he is also a swordsman who has mastered sword light.
"Why, are you scared?"
Sima Xingyu tilted his head and said sarcastically.
"No, it's just that I promised Master Ling that I would give you to him."
Chen Mobai explained his reasons. He has always been a man of his word, and he will definitely do what he promises others.
"In that case, why don't Senior Chen leave today's battle to me? I have never been convinced by the result of Xiao Chitian's last fight."
Upon hearing Chen Mobai's refusal, Nangong Xiu, who had long regarded Chen Mobai as his first target at Kunpeng Taoist Academy, spoke up.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so popular. I was not satisfied with the last battle in Xiao Chitian. If you don't want to fight them two, you can just come to me."
The person who said this was Lu Qiulong from the True Spirit Academy. He was sitting on the platform. The second-level peak Tai Jue tiger next to him was so majestic and powerful that the other nine foundation-building monks from the True Spirit Academy were accompanied by him.
All the living creatures huddled in the corners of the platform.
"Hmph, you are just afraid, and you are using the people from Butian Taoist Temple as an excuse. It is precisely because of cowardly people like you that Wuqi Taoist Temple has been ranked fourth for a long time. The orthodox banner of Akagi should be
Let us, Chunyang Academy, handle it."
When Sima Xingyu saw someone jumping out to grab his opponent, he felt slightly anxious. He was deeply afraid that Chen Mobai would really choose them to avoid the duel with him, so he immediately began to attack with words. As soon as he said these words, he almost pointed at the Dance Instrument Taoist Academy.
His nose scolded.
Anyone with a bad temper will never be kind.
"You're looking for death!"
Bian Jingchun's face turned cold, and he took one step forward to give Sima Xingyu an unforgettable defeat.
But Chen Mobai raised his right hand and stopped her.
If it were a year ago, Bian Jingchun would definitely have given up on it, but after being defeated by Chen Mobai's sword demon ten times, she became accustomed to obeying the orders of this handsome young man.
So, she stopped.
"Brother Ling, if I defeat him here today, and you defeat him again tomorrow, it shouldn't be considered a broken promise, right?"
Chen Mobai looked towards Butian Taoist Temple not far away, and asked Master Ling with a calm expression.
"Whatever you want."
Taoist Master Ling was too lazy to get involved in the feud between Wuqi Taoist Academy and Chunyang Academy. If he didn't want to maintain his grace, he would actually want to discuss matters with Chen Mobai.
"It seems that you, who is number one on the foundation list, have caused him a lot of hatred. Is this your revenge?"
On the platform of the Star Gazing Academy, Ding Chunzhi listened to the words of the girl next to him, touched his right eye which was healed but still had scars, and smiled slightly.
There was a crash.
Chen Mobai's figure fell from the platform, and his toes landed on the lake, causing the water waves to ripple slightly.
"Draw out your sword. I will defeat you in the area you are most proud of and give you an unforgettable defeat!"
Sima Xingyu saw that Chen Mobai really couldn't stand the excitement. He laughed loudly and raised the broad-edged sword in front of him. The fiery red sword light lit up, and an extremely concentrated blazing sword light shone between the broad blade.
emerge above.
While the sword light was inhaling, the Bibo Lake began to spread out in circles with Sima Xingyu as the center. The foundation-building monks of the Taoist Academy present felt depressed at the moment they saw the Yuanyang sword light.
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When Chen Mobai heard Sima Xingyu's words, his face showed confusion. He had no intention of drawing his sword at all.
He stretched out a finger and shook it gently at Sima Xingyu.
"If I use a sword to deal with you, I will lose."
As soon as these words came out, Sima Xingyu's face turned livid. The Foundation Establishment cultivators who were watching the battle, except those from the Wuqi Taoist Academy, were all shocked. Some people even thought that Chen Mobai wanted to humiliate the previous ones before he failed.
The words come back.
"I'm going to tear your mouth off."
Si Ma
White head.
Then, under everyone's disbelieving eyes.
Two slender fingers stretched out and clamped the Giant Sun Sword with a hint of cyan lightning.
"It seems that I am still too low-key. A character of your level dares to challenge me."
As Chen Mobai spoke, he lightly twisted the middle index finger of his right hand. The lingering and flickering Yimu lightning accompanied his words and erupted in an instant, like a thunderbolt striking from his fingertips.
The lightning was like a tree, and the terrifying power of thunder broke the Giant Sun Sword directly.
Chen Mobai held the broken sword blade between his fingers and flicked it towards the lake on the right, setting off a huge wave like an electromagnetic cannon.
If this blow fell on Sima Xingyu, it would probably shatter him into pieces.
"You are not even qualified to let me point my sword at you."
After saying this, Chen Mobai kicked Sima Xingyu out of the diamond-shaped lake arena.