World of Cultivation

I don’t know why, but in the two consecutive knockout rounds, except for Zuo Mo’s extremely cold upset, there has never been any decent upset. The experts who were favored by everyone were easily promoted. Although these competitions were exciting, they lacked something exciting.

All eyes were focused on the last round of irregular sword trials.

There are only ten final winners out of one hundred cultivators. Without rules and order, Songtao Pavilion will become a chaotic battlefield, and only ten people can survive in the end.

The intensity that can be expected, the inevitable strong collision, and more environmental factors that can be exploited...

All in all, how can people not look forward to this competition?

Just a few days before the competition, senior Tiansongzi suddenly announced that a "Mirage Array" would be set up around Songtao Pavilion. At that time, the battle scenes in Songtao Pavilion would appear in front of everyone like a mirage.

As soon as this move came out, there was a sensation in Dongfu.

The previous unruly sword trials mostly affected the hearts of gamblers. After all, they couldn't witness it with their own eyes, and no matter how exciting the competition was, it was uninspiring. But Tian Songzi's move quickly mobilized the enthusiasm of all practitioners. This news was also broadcast in Yingui as quickly as possible.

For a time, Dongfu suddenly became the center of the entire Tianyue Realm. Countless cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, travel day and night, forming small streams floating towards the east.

Here, it will be the highest level competition among the young people in Tianyue Realm! Here, the most outstanding geniuses in the Tianyue Realm are gathered! Here, the most gorgeous magic formula in the Tianyue Realm will appear! Here, there will be the most brutal and fierce fighting in the Tianyue Realm!

How can you miss such a grand event? Being able to see it with your own eyes is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Dongfu is unprecedentedly busy and prosperous. Various sects also sent disciples to observe. They did not have the opportunity to enter the sword trial meeting, but it was of great benefit to them to see with their own eyes how masters of the same age used the techniques. Usually when cultivators face enemies, they always hide and tuck them in. No one wants to miss the opportunity to observe on the spot.

The mirage jade slip used in Zuo Mo's previous victory over Chao An has been sold for one hundred third-grade crystals, and the market has long been sold out. Many people regretted it. If they had made a few more mirage jade slips, they would have been published! Most of the mirage jade slips in that competition were bought by some sects, and they planned to give them to their disciples who were good at talisman formations to study and figure out. It has to be said that the gate party is much more sensitive in this regard.

Later, the number of mirage jade slips in various competitions increased sharply, but the prices could not be compared with Zuo Mo's.

The small Dongfu is crowded with practitioners of all kinds. Many practitioners saw such a good opportunity and started doing business one after another. Some pretend that they don't need magic weapons and materials, and they sell or exchange them. Some start a business of buying low and selling high. Dongfu has become the largest and most prosperous market in Tianyue Realm.

In the empty hall, Wei Sheng and the leader sat on the floor.

"How is it?" The leader smiled and said: "You didn't meet any decent opponents in the first two battles. Do you feel disappointed? You are looking forward to this round."

"Disciple has some expectations." Wei Sheng said calmly, with a bit of excitement that could not be concealed in his eyes: "Being able to fight against so many masters is really exciting!"

The headmaster nodded approvingly. In the eyes of the elders of Wukong Sword Sect, Wei Sheng had almost all the advantages that a sword cultivator should have. He has a calm and resolute personality, practices hard, and has a pure state of mind. He is focused on the sword and has no other distractions. In terms of his talent for practicing swordsmanship, no one can match him. Facing this competition, Wei Sheng was full of fighting spirit, not afraid of fighting, never running away from trouble, and never panic in the face of danger.

Thinking of talent, Pei Yuanran couldn't help but think of Zuo Mo. Among the disciples of our sect, the only one who could possibly compete with Wei Sheng in terms of talent was probably Zuo Mo. But when he thought of this problem boy, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Sensing the master's troubles, Wei Sheng couldn't help but curiously asked: "What situation did the master encounter?" Although among the elders in the sect, in terms of profound cultivation, Uncle Xin Yan is the first, but the master's strength is equally profound. Unfathomable.

Wei Sheng's strength is not what it used to be, and the powerful aura his master occasionally displays frightens him every time.

What could it be that even the master finds troublesome?

Noticing his gaffe, Pei Yuanran waved his hand: "It's okay." Then he pretended to be relaxed and said: "That kid Zuo Mo, you don't know how to arrange me in your heart. I gave him a death order this time to be in the top ten. ." Something suddenly occurred to him, and he couldn't help but joked with a smile: "It is said that there are a lot of people in Dongbu. Yingfeng has been so busy these days that all the goods in the store have been sold out. If this happens, This kid will probably be so angry that he will vomit blood when he realizes that he missed such a good opportunity to earn crystal stones."

Hearing the master's relaxed and comfortable teasing, Wei Sheng relaxed. When he thought of his junior brother's money obsession, he couldn't help but laugh: "My disciple feels that the latter has a greater influence on my junior brother."

"Haha!" Pei Yuanran felt greatly relieved when he thought that the problems Zuo Mo had put for him during this period were still solved by him: "You, my junior brother, have outstanding talent, but your temperament is really lazy and rogue, so you fell into this I can’t get it out of the crystal, and I’m not even interested in practicing swordsmanship.”

"Junior brother will definitely understand the painstaking efforts of master and all the uncles." Wei Sheng said. He was helpless towards his junior brother, but he also knew that Zuo Mo had such a temper and couldn't force him.

"Your uncle Xin Yan has prepared a complete set of punishments, just waiting for that bastard to come to your door." Having said this, Pei Yuanran couldn't help but feel proud.

Seeing his master's confident look, Wei Sheng wanted to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he shrank back. He had a vague feeling in his heart that the master's plan might not be effective.

In terms of strength, Junior Brother Zuo would not be able to break into the top ten no matter what. But in this world, strength is not everything, and he knows very well that no matter how clever and versatile his junior brother is, he can use various methods in an endless stream. He understands his junior brother better than his master and others. Although his junior brother is lazy on the surface, he is extremely persistent and even a little crazy in his heart. Others only see his junior brother's talent, and only he knows how his junior brother's Little Cloud and Rain Technique was refined to the fourth level.

The cultivation of any method requires more than just talent.

However, this is just his intuition. Telling the master this way has nothing to prove and will not have any effect. And he was also very curious, how would a junior brother who was forced to such a situation deal with it? Wei Sheng knew that his junior brother was serious since he could not come out of seclusion as soon as he came back.

Junior brother is like a soft and loose spring, but the harder you press it, the stronger the force it explodes. A serious junior brother should not be underestimated.

Suddenly, he had a different kind of expectation in his heart for the upcoming sword trial meeting.

Noticing the anticipation in Wei Sheng's eyes, Pei Yuanran mistakenly thought that Wei Sheng was thinking of the sword trial meeting, and remembered some things about himself and his juniors when they were young, and couldn't help but look nostalgic. He straightened his mind and asked solemnly: "Who are you planning to challenge this time?"

When Wei Sheng heard this, his eyes suddenly burst into light, he sat upright unconsciously and uttered three words.

"Gu Rongping!"

West Wind Courtyard.

Zuo Mo sat on the ground with disheveled hair, his eyes bloodshot and staring intently in front of him.

"wrong……"

"It's still not right..."

…

He muttered unconsciously from time to time. There were scattered materials in front of him, but these materials firmly attracted his attention like magic.

Under the disheveled head covered with debris, the bloodshot eyes flashed with a lively light.

"Huh……"

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up!

Luo Li sat on the top of the peak, looking at the bright moon, feeling a little lost in thought for a moment.

"Junior brother, are you still angry with me?" Hao Min bit her lip and said pitifully.

Luo Li did not look back and said calmly: "Senior sister, you are serious. I only have the sword in my heart and no energy."

Hao Min was suffocated and didn't know what to say. When Luo Li was injured by Zuo Mo, she never visited him even once. Unexpectedly, Luo Li seemed to be completely reborn now. He made it all the way to the final round of this sword trial, and everyone in the Wukong Sword Sect immediately looked at him with admiration. Hao Min thought of all the good things he had done in the past and wanted to get back together, but Luo Li saw her like a passerby.

"Junior brother really don't miss the past relationship?" Hao Min made a last effort.

"There is no love at all." Luo Li answered directly and straightforwardly, without a trace of concealment: "It's late at night, senior sister, please come back."

Hearing Hao Min crying and leaving behind him, Luo Li practiced his sword by himself in the moonlight.

The sword light rubs against the moonlight, showing a touch of sadness.

In the Dongfu Hall, Tian Songzi looked at his beloved disciple in front of him, his eyes showing a bit of joy and satisfaction, and he said warmly: "The ranking is not important, it is just a false name. What is important is understanding, fighting with different people, facing different laws. Jue, things like sneak attacks and sieges that we will encounter in the future will be encountered this time."

"Yes." Yu Bai bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"Do you have any expected opponent?" Tian Songzi asked.

"This disciple wants to compete with Zong Mingyan."

Tiansongzi suddenly frowned and said in a displeased voice: "This is not a competition, this is a battle, a fight!"

Not knowing why the master suddenly became unhappy, Yu Bai said with some fear: "Yes."

Tian Songzi waved his hand: "Go and prepare for the battle. Zong Mingyan has obtained Zuo Meitian's true inheritance, and his strength is not weak."

"Yes." Yu Bai hesitated for a moment before retreating.

Looking at his most beloved disciple, Tian Songzi suddenly sighed silently, with a deep worry in his eyes.

Lingying Sect, the head of Lingying Sect looked at Chang Heng standing in front of him, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. Chang Heng had an unruly temper. Seeing him standing casually in front of him without any due respect, the leader's dislike became even more profound.

Although Chang Heng was the most outstanding disciple of the Lingying Sect, he was never loved by his elders.

"Ahem, Chang Heng, if you meet Zuo Mo from Wukong Sword Sect this time, don't let him go again." The leader said bitterly: "This kid has brought shame to our sect many times, we must not let him go! "

Chang Heng was indifferent, his eyes drooped, and he actually fell asleep in the lobby.

Seeing Chang Heng's appearance, the leader became even more angry and raised his voice: "Chang Heng! Do you hear me clearly?"

Chang Heng slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the leader, and said: "What a shame! Whoever you see fights with whomever you want, how could there be so much trouble."

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