Chapter 230 Watching the Battle (1/2)

Top-quality Cloud-Stepping Boots!

Flowing with brilliance, the quiet room was bathed in a hazy light.

Lin Mu took the Cloud-Stepping Boots and rubbed them several times, with joy in his eyes, and couldn't let go.

With this flying weapon, he can come and go freely in the Tianxiao Realm in the future, and few people can catch up with him.

If he encounters the situation of being besieged before, he can also deal with it freely and escape safely without using the Xuanyue Pendant.

Xuanyue Pendant is Lin Mu's biggest secret. Unless it is absolutely necessary, Lin Mu really doesn't want to expose it.

Before, he was just a nameless person, and the people he met were all ordinary, so he had been safe and sound.

Now his strength is enough to compete with the top spiritual and quiet period cultivators. In the future, the opponent's strength will definitely be stronger, and the background behind him will become more and more extraordinary.

If someone finds out and wants to kill people to seize the treasure, it will definitely add a lot of trouble.

Now that the Cloud-Stepping Boots are in hand, these concerns can be put aside.

Seeing that Lin Mu was very satisfied with the Cloud-Stepping Boots, Luo Yan smiled and said, "There is nothing more I can teach you about the way of refining weapons. There is a detailed explanation in the "General Outline of Refining Weapons". In the future, you only need to practice a lot to make progress. We have been here for half a month, and the competition outside must have reached a critical juncture. This time you are personally recruiting disciples, and you need to show up. I also want to discuss with the headmaster. The resources required to train 50 Qi Refining disciples to the Foundation Building stage are not cheap. You can't go alone, and the sect must also share some of the burden."

Lin Mu put away the Cloud-Stepping Boots and agreed with a smile.

The two walked out of the cave together, and Luo Yan went straight to Yunxia Peak. Lin Mu looked at Luo Yan's figure with a smile, and then performed the "Wind Control Technique" and flew to Qianyu Peak.

Qianyu Peak was crowded with thousands of people, and the competition had reached the most critical juncture.

On the five high platforms, competitions were taking place, and the magic was constantly performed, and the light was flashing.

The platform was crowded with people, and the onlookers were pointing and commenting, just like a master. In fact, they were eliminated early.

Above each platform, there was a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall overlooking and judging the winner.

Shitou was extremely leisurely, stepping on the Golden Shadow Sword, patrolling back and forth between the five platforms, nodding from time to time.

In this competition, the top 40 will be selected, and the remaining 10 will be selected by Shitou based on their performance.

Shitou practiced hard with Lin Mu when he was young, and his ideas were exactly the same as Lin Mu. He did not look at the qualifications or even the cultivation when selecting people. Anyone who worked hard and persevered had the hope of being selected.

But some people took advantage of this, were lazy and slack on weekdays, and when they could not beat others in the competition, they still struggled to support themselves, showing a tenacious appearance, which made it difficult to tell whether they were true or false.

Shitou hated this deeply. He only selected ten people, and the number of places was limited. If such a shameless person succeeded, it would be unfair to others. Although many people worked hard, they had no hope of building a foundation. It was really unreasonable for those people who were uneducated and unskilled to take advantage of them.

In response to this situation, Shitou would privately ask the crowd below every time he took a fancy to someone, and have a general understanding of the character, personality, and perseverance of the selected person, and then decide whether to accept this person.

Lin Mu's figure floated in the air, looking at the competition on the five high platforms, and nodded slightly.

Among these outer disciples, those who could be selected in the top 40 were mostly above the seventh level of Qi Refining, and were not far from building a foundation.

There were also some disciples who had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, or even the tenth level of Qi Refining, but they had no chance to break through because they had never had a foundation-building pill.

These people were quite old, in their twilight years, and had entered the late stage of life. If they could not build a foundation, they would die.

Lin Mu also welcomes this kind of people.

Although they have a short life span, they are more eager to build a foundation. Once they seize the opportunity, they are very likely to succeed in building a foundation.

As for age, it is not a problem at all.

Although many of them are even older than Lin Mu, as long as they succeed in building a foundation, their life span can reach more than 200 years, and then it will be a new beginning.

These people have already matured mentally, and there is no need for Lin Mu to waste his breath. It is actually much easier to accept disciples.

Qifeng has sharp eyes. When he sees Lin Mu, he flashes his sword and rushes forward.

"Brother!" Qifeng smiled and spoke before he approached.

Qifeng is already in the Spiritual Silence Stage, but he calls Lin Mu Brother, without a trace of displeasure.

Lin Mu did not correct him. His strength is much better than Qifeng. In the world of cultivation, strength is respected, and everything goes with the flow. If Lin Mu corrects him, it will seem hypocritical, so he just lets him go.

"How about the competition?" Lin Mu took the initiative to greet him and asked with a smile.

"You came at the right time. The top 80 have been decided. After this final round, the top 40 will be selected." Qi Feng said with a smile.

Lin Mu smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your trouble. If you have time, I will invite you to Zuixinju for a drink."

Qi Feng smiled and said: "Then I won't be polite to you and wait for you at ease."

Although he is now the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall in the sect and has a high status, he has not been accepted as a disciple by Shi Weihan, and his cultivation resources are not as good as those of his senior brothers who have reached the Spiritual Silence Stage early. Lin Mu is now rising in the sect and has a superior status. He had a good relationship with Lin Mu before, and now he has even more friendship. If Lin Mu is successful in the future, he can also share a share.

Shitou also discovered Lin Mu, and the golden shadow sword flashed, and he hurriedly flew forward.

"Master!" He was dressed in a brocade robe, gorgeous, and the whole person was even more handsome.

Lin Mu smiled, it seems that Shitou has been doing well in the sect for the past half month, and his previous injuries have long been healed.

"How is the past half month in the sect?" Lin Mu asked with a smile.

"Great!" Shitou said excitedly, "Those fellow disciples in the foundation-building period are all very enthusiastic. Not only did they arrange accommodation, but they also gave gifts, such as medicine, spirit stones, clothes, and everything else. There are also many female cultivators who are also very enthusiastic, asking about his well-being every day."

Qifeng was smiling beside him. The gorgeous brocade robe that Shitou wore was made by him.

Each brocade robe cost 600 low-grade spirit stones, and he gave away three sets at once.

Lin Mu smiled and said, "Not bad. Much better than I was at the beginning. No one cared about me at that time, and after I was injured, few people cared about me. You are free."

Shitou smiled and said, "This time is different from that time, and it is naturally different."

Qifeng also smiled and agreed with Shitou.

When Lin Mu was injured, he was the one who sent Lin Mu back. He was one of the few people who cared about Lin Mu.

Lin Mu thought of Yunmeng taking care of him for more than half a month, and his heart suddenly warmed up. As soon as the disciples are completed, they will go back to practice hard and try not to run around before the golden elixir is formed.

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, the last round of competition had already begun.

Lin Mu stopped chatting and laughed, flew to the sky above the high platform, and began to watch.

The forty winners of this round were all his disciples.

In the next ten years, Lin Mu naturally had to observe them in advance.

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall read out the names of the contestants from time to time, and every time someone was read out, someone would immediately fly to the high platform.

Then, under the announcement of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, the competition began.

These Qi Refining disciples generally have few magic weapons, and the competition is mostly based on magic.

Lin Mu is most proficient in magic. At the beginning, he relied on magic to overcome all the obstacles and become one of the top five outer disciples.

These disciples, like him at the beginning, are on the same path, and it will be easier to get along with them in the future.

Lin Mu was very interested. After watching two rounds of competitions in a row, ten people have been selected as winners.

When the third round of competition began, Lin Mu suddenly heard a familiar name, and he looked towards the field.

"Xin Yan, the opponent is Shi Jian!" The disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall said loudly as usual.

Xin Yan!

Lin Mu suddenly remembered this person. When he invited Gu Chen and Yun Meng to dinner at the Lingshan Hall, it was Xin Yan who invited them. At that time, Xin Yan was just a small errand boy. When Lin Mu saw him, he thought of himself in the past, and he suddenly had a kind thought in his heart, so he gave him dozens of low-grade spirit stones.

Dozens of low-grade spirit stones are not a small amount for ordinary Qi Refining disciples.

Now decades have passed, and Xin Yan has also changed from a small errand boy to a Qi Refining Tenth Level cultivator.

The competition on the field began, and Lin Mu watched with interest.

Xin Yan was actually very different from ordinary disciples. He did not use magic, but sacrificed a red fire-type low-grade flying sword.

Shi Jian, who was fighting with him, was also an extraordinary person. He did not use magic or magic weapons, but actually fought the enemy with his bare hands.

Lin Mu immediately discovered that Shi Jian was actually a physical cultivator.

A physical cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining!

He couldn't help but become more interested in this competition.

Shi Jian and Xin Yan also discovered Lin Mu. Seeing that Lin Mu was watching the battle in person, they were encouraged and tried their best to win.

Xin Yan controlled the red flying sword and attacked Shi Jian.

Shi Jian's figure suddenly changed, and he used the "Divine Movement Technique" with all his strength, like a phantom, and rushed straight to Xin Yan.

Physical cultivators rely on their strong bodies to attack opponents, but they also have weaknesses. They must get close to their opponents to win.

Xin Yan was awed in his heart. He knew that if Shi Jian got close to him, he would lose this competition.

Physical cultivators have extremely strong bodies. Any punch can break gold and split rocks. Most people can't bear it at all.

He hurriedly recalled the flying sword to save himself. With a flash of red light, the flying sword flew back in front of him and went straight to Shi Jian.

Shi Jian's body flashed with light, and he ignored the flying sword and continued to rush towards Xin Yan.

Swish! Swish! Chi!

With a series of light sounds, the flying sword pierced Shi Jian's body, and sparks came out of Shi Jian's body.

His body refining realm has reached the peak of the first level, like a stone.

Xin Yan's flying sword only entered his body half an inch and could not move forward.

Regardless of the blood flowing from his wounds, Shi Jian was full of fighting spirit and attacked Xin Yan directly.

Xin Yan was very anxious, and the flying sword was like a shuttle, hitting Shi Jian non-stop.

Wounds appeared on Shi Jian's body, and blood was rolling.

Shi Jian's forward steps suddenly stopped, a light flashed in his eyes, a phantom flashed, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the red flying sword.

Grab the sharp sword with bare hands!

He grabbed the hilt with his right hand, and then grabbed the sword with his left hand. A red light flashed on his face, and he was about to break the flying sword.

Xin Yan was shocked and hurriedly urged the flying sword to escape.

A red light flashed, and a stream of blood sprayed out, and the red flying sword suddenly escaped.

Shi Jian's hands were wounded so deep that the bones were visible, and the blood was flowing non-stop.

Xin Yan was afraid for a while. If Shi Jian had broken the flying sword just now, he would definitely lose this competition.

He had not learned the "Wind Control Technique". As long as Shi Jian got close to him, he would be eliminated.

Lin Mu helped him in the past, and now he came to watch him compete. He wanted to win at all costs.

After the flying sword escaped, it immediately moved around Shi Jian's body, and wounds appeared on Shi Jian's body.

The bluestone ground was red, and Shi Jian simply looked determined. He simply ignored the flying sword, protected his eyes, and ran straight to Xin Yan.

The distance between the two quickly closed, and it was less than three feet.

Shi Jian quickly bent over and lowered his abdomen, then punched out, a white light flashed, and the fist hit Xin Yan's heart.

But at this moment, the fist suddenly stopped.

The red flying sword shone brightly, and pierced into Shi Jian's abdomen, half a foot deep, and blood spurted out immediately.

Shi Jian's face was in unbearable pain, but his fist did not stop, using all his strength to punch out.

Boom!

Shi Jian punched Xin Yan's lower abdomen, and Xin Yan immediately floated into the air like a kite with a broken string.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Xin Yan fell to the ground like mud.

Boom!

Shi Jian lost too much blood, and was stabbed in the abdomen by a sword. He fainted and fell on his back on the stage.

Both of them lost their fighting power.

Lin Mu hurriedly flew forward.