Chapter 155: Outer Sect Grand Competition. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

After arranging Xiaoci to act as a handyman, Pei Ling suddenly thought of something: "By the way, the origin of the Blood River Sword is still hidden in the Yansheng knife, so hurry up and use it!"

He hurriedly took out the disgusting knife from the storage bag.

The bone knife, which was originally pale white, was now completely red, as if stained with blood.

The whole knife was originally only cold, but now it was full of strong hostility, and even the weight of the knife became a lot heavier.

Seeing this, Pei Ling couldn't help being startled. He immediately discovered that the source of the Blood River Sword could no longer be taken out!

This original power was completely absorbed by the Yansheng Knife, and the two are now integrated. If it is forcibly taken out, it will inevitably lead to the shattering of the Yansheng Knife.

After being stunned for a while, Pei Ling frowned, picked up the Bisheng knife, waved it a few times, and found that its power had increased greatly. With only a little force, the knife body will generate knife energy, the sharpness is exposed, and the chill is pressing.

If it weren't for the rune protection around the martial arts field, a random blow would destroy more than half of the entire Lanchun Bieyuan.

"Not bad, not bad." Pei Ling was very satisfied. Although the origin of the Blood River Sword can no longer be used for other purposes, it is also a good thing to be able to strengthen one's main weapon.

For the next few days, he stayed at home, and besides practicing, he was doing alchemy every day.

Occasionally researching Xiaoci, I found that this resentful soul of the ninth level of Qi training has a total of four techniques, one is the scream of the resentful soul, which can shock the soul; the other is the soul claw, once caught, The damage to the physical body is second, the key is that the soul must be traumatized, the light ones will be dizzy, the severe ones will be broken on the spot, and the body will die; the third is to eat the soul, which can recover and even grow by swallowing the same kind It is a possession, and it can only be used on monks with low cultivation and weak spirits, and can control the opponent for a short time.

"It can be used to catch opponents off guard at critical moments." Pei Ling thought, "But when I meet a real master, such as Tang Nanzhai, I have to do it myself."

After he taught Xiaoci some basic dialogue and common sense through the ghost control technique, he focused on continuing to improve his cultivation.

A month later, Pei Ling went to Kulan Courtyard again with many pills.

Maybe it was because of Jin Sumian's matter. Zheng Jingshan was still a little angry when he saw him this time, and he didn't mean to bring him any "benefits".

He was really afraid that Senior Brother Zheng would spend a lot of money to buy him a bunch of pill formulas of Peiyuan Pill, Qixue Pill, and Requiem Pill.

After picking up the spirit stone and taking the materials prepared by Zheng Jingshan, Pei Ling quickly left the inner gate and returned to Lanchun Bieyuan, continuing to practice and alchemy...

Time flies by, and in the third month, Pei Ling's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, and the preliminary round of the outer sect competition has officially started!

The Great Competition of the Outer Sect of the Chongming Sect is held every ten years, and all disciples in the late stage of Qi training can participate.

There are many peaks in the outer gate, and there are three preliminary rounds, all of which are held on their respective main peaks.

Pei Ling specifically asked Jiang Liang in the deacon's hall. Although the Holy Sect did not require disciples to only live in the mountain they were assigned to, when participating in the preliminary round, he had to go to the Huaiyin Peak registered when he joined the sect.

Ever since joining the Chongming Sect, Pei Ling has either traveled around or stayed at Danfeng, but as for Huaiyin Peak, he is not familiar with it.

After returning to Huaiyin Peak this time, he first went to the Hall of All Things, and after inquiring about the location of the preliminary round, he hurried to the Fighting Stage.

At this time, there were already three circles inside and three circles in front of the Dou Fa stage full of people.

Just look carefully, and you will find that most of them are mid-stage qi training disciples, and some of them are only at the seventh level of qi training in the late stage of qi training.

Disciples above the eighth level of Qi training seem to be rare.

Judging from the whispers of these people, most of them were just here to watch the excitement, and had no intention of going on stage at all.

This made Pei Ling a little puzzled, but he still walked up to a monk on the seventh floor of Qi training and started to line up.

Since there were not many people interested in participating, it was his turn soon.

The person in charge of the registration was a middle-aged monk with a skinny face. His whole body was restrained, and his strength could not be seen. He asked without raising his head: "Name, cultivation level?"

"Pei Ling." Pei Ling said, "Ninth level of Qi training."

The cultivator Zi Hao just wrote a stroke in his hand, and immediately stopped, looked up at Pei Ling, "Pei Ling in Luquan City?"

Seeing Pei Ling nodding, he squinted his eyes and continued to register for Pei Ling.

In the end, he pushed a bamboo tube forward, "Come on."

Pei Ling casually took a lottery with 【A · Twelve】 written on it.

According to Jiang Liang, the rules of the three preliminary rounds are the same, draw lots first, then go on stage one-on-one, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated.

The rules are very simple, strength is important, and luck is also very important.

"A ring, No. 12, your opponent is A ring, No. 11." The monk glanced at the lot and confessed, "After everyone draws the lot, the big competition will start immediately." , you go to the side of the Jiazi ring first and wait. Remember, if your name is called three times and you do not appear on stage, it will be regarded as giving up."

"yes!"

Watching Pei Ling leave, the cultivator looked calm. After registering a few more people, he saw a pale-faced and sullen-looking cultivator slowly stepping forward: "Tian Congheng, the ninth level of Qi training."

Seeing that his name was registered, Tian Congheng was about to reach out to draw lots, but the middle-aged monk drew a lot for him first.

"A 11th." He threw the lottery to Tian Congheng, "In the past outer sect competitions, you can't help but use any means. Even if you kill your opponent, you will not be punished by the sect."

Tian Congheng glanced at the other party in surprise, then showed a bloodthirsty smile, turned around, and strode towards the Jiazi ring.

The middle-aged monk smiled slightly when he saw this, and ordered the handyman beside him: "Go and tell Aunt Xiao, I will avenge nephew Siguang's revenge for her, and in return, I will ask her to save for nephew Siguang." That spirit stone."

He is the son of Li Ping and one of Li Siguang's uncles.

Although he didn't care about his nephew's death, since he met the murderer and could take the opportunity to make a fortune, he naturally wouldn't let it go.

...Pei Ling was waiting by the side of the Jiazi ring.

The big competition was very lively. Although it hadn't started yet, there were already crowds of people around the ring.

There are also people who sit on the spot and bet on the winner of the preliminary round of the peak.

Pei Ling originally wanted to buy himself to win and make a small profit, but when he went to ask, the dealer didn't list his name at all...

However, even though he had never heard of Pei Ling's name, he could see that Pei Ling's cultivation was higher than his own, so the dealer's attitude was quite friendly: "Senior brother, I don't know which arena you want to beat Pei Ling? What cultivation? What is your major? Weapon grade? Mastery of escaping spells? And..."

"Pei Ling is a piece of trash. What does the outer sect competition have to do with him? Still oppressing him?" Before the words finished, a sneer suddenly came from not far away, "Don't you think you have too many spirit stones to burn?" hand?"

Pei Ling turned his head and looked, but saw a male Xiuxiu looking at him with contempt. In front of him, Sun Yinglan was dressed in beautiful clothes, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens.

Seeing Pei Ling, Pei Hongnian frowned immediately: "Pei Ling! Where have you been all this time? Why can't you be found everywhere?"

Before Pei Ling could answer, Zhao Yan, who had spoken sarcastically before, had already interjected: "Hehe, you clearly promised Senior Sister Sun that you would go all out to draw talismans for Senior Sister, yet you still have time to find you, a good-for-nothing cousin in private? Pei Hongnian, you really didn't Take Senior Sister Sun to heart!"

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