after falling asleep

Chapter 63 20
"Yes... it makes sense." Deng Qingyan nodded her head as if she understood.

So there is a reason why the protagonist can lay down a big harem.

Obviously he was similar to the protagonist when he first appeared on the stage, and he was carrying a strange object and his nails got stuck in his fist. Why is his IQ offline now?

Deng Qingyan wrinkled her nose and snorted: "Don't think about it and let it go! Don't be eliminated too early, Xiaobi, in two days, I will take care of your breath."

"Definitely." Mu Su nodded in agreement.I thought I was going to be eliminated in the first round.

Then his eyes darkened and he lost control of his body.

It was a feeling he was familiar with, and the cutscenes added confusion.

【Two days later】

Subtitles appear at the bottom.In the picture, the clouds overlook the mountains below.Immortal Taizong Zongmen sits in it.

The main peak soaring into the clouds is surrounded by several peaks.

Musu's perspective gradually decreased as the picture passed through the layers of clouds and fell to the height of Qiuxian Mountain.At such a height, it can be seen that countless monks on the peak gather like ants in the White Jade Square.

In mid-air, countless flying swords and long shuttles hovered in the sky.

There are countless more obscure and undetected eyes looking at the main peak.

【Xianling Taizong·The Great Competition of Named Disciples】

The picture dropped again, and as it approached the top of the White Jade Plaza, more details were revealed.

The huge white jade square was divided into hundreds of pieces by small barriers.The white jade square is surrounded by yellow silk futons, and countless registered, outer and even inner disciples sit cross-legged on the futons.

As for the direct disciples or those with strong cultivation, they are floating in the air at this moment.

For those who are strong in golden elixir, the spiritual power condenses into elixir before they can walk in the air.And if you want to do this in the realm of qi refining or fake pills, you can only fly.It's just that this is extremely draining of spiritual power.In no time or three, the spiritual power will be exhausted.It is not appropriate to do it when it is not strong in spiritual power or if the magic weapon is strong.

Mu Su can also fly, but he can't.

Except for those who went out to experience and perform tasks, or retreated, most of the disciples of Xianling Taizong came.

There are no years of practice, sitting in meditation in a cave.There are only a few events a year in Zongnai.Therefore, as a registered disciple of the few activities, Dabi naturally attracted countless disciples to watch.

It's a bit like a silly roe deer, and when it sees the excitement, it will come over.

The picture landed on the White Jade Square, and the bird's-eye view changed to normal, gradually swept back, passed through layers of barriers, passed countless futons, and returned to the body.

Mu Su, who was caught off guard, stumbled.

He looked back and saw that he was standing on the last stone platform at the top of the peak, with continuous steps below and clouds and green mountains.

"Okay, let's find a place to sit." Deng Qingyan pulled Musu and sat cross-legged on the futon on the outside.Then explain the Dabi rules to Musu—the seventh time.

After the big competition starts, all registered disciples will be assigned wooden cards with numbers on them, and they can just enter the corresponding barrier.There are a hundred barriers in the Baiyu Square, the loser will go down and the winner will go up, and the hundred will be determined.

After the [-]th place, the competition system changed.The hundred disciples then arranged their opponents ten times to decide the top ten.And the next day is the top ten showdown.

The registered disciple Dabi did not set any rewards.In other words, the last place has the same treatment as No.1, and won't get a single spirit stone.Strictly speaking, the big competition is only to test the cultivation strength of the named disciples.

But there are exceptions to everything.It was the part lurking in the water that actually attracted the attention of all the named disciples.

First of all, once the cultivation base reaches the Qi Refining Realm, after the big competition, the deacon of the sect will be recruited and become an outer sect disciple.

Those who perform well in the competition will also be looked at differently by those big figures on the main peak.

Among them, the most eye-catching is that the top ten in previous competitions, and now the worst is also an outer sect disciple.

"There is no unknown person who can stand out from among the 740 nine disciples. But if you can leapfrog the challenge, the sect will not be stingy. Naturally, it will leapfrog the level. Among the inner disciples, the famous brother Li Wanjian is five years old. I used to fight all the way up from the registered disciples—"

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Mu Su, who was drooling while looking at the sky, suddenly retracted his gaze.

Deng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and said, "After the competition for the named disciples begins, all the named disciples will be assigned wooden tokens—"

Mu Su was a little anxious: "That sentence just now."

"Senior brother Li Wanjian...?" Deng Qingyan asked tentatively.

"Go forward."

"Seven thousand seven hundred and nine hundred disciples."

is an odd number!
Musu's mind was buzzing.

"Senior brother...? Lin Zhan? What's wrong with you?"

No matter how Deng Qingyan called, Mu Su sat cross-eyed in a daze as if he had lost his soul.

Over the White Jade Plaza, an old man descended from the sky, and he was off the ground for several battles, his large dark yellow robe shaking violently.

"quiet."

The loud sound resounded through the entire peak.The original whispers disappeared, and there was silence.

"The registered disciple competition has started, the rules are as follows..."

The elder of the main peak explained the rules, and Deng Qingyan kept tugging on Musu gently, but the latter still did not respond.

"Ninth, don't slaughter the same sect - so far."

A jade tablet appeared in the elder's palm. With his left hand clenched, he gave an order, and he saw ten thousand golden rays of light suddenly appear, scattered in arcs, and fell into the hands of the named disciples.

"One bye, automatic promotion."

"start."

Deng Qingyan looked down at the number plate, twenty-nine.He looked at Mu Su's palm again.

No words.

Deng Qingyan was stunned, he actually had a bye.

Countless disciples have stood up and walked into the corresponding barrier.Deng Qingyan gritted her teeth, and walked into the barrier with the Jade Courier tightly.

The Body Refinement Realm has not yet cultivated spiritual power, and even if it is a fight, it is mostly based on fist and foot moves.Therefore, the named disciple Bidou is a bit like a mortal warrior, and even the viewing value is not as good.

The shouts and shouts swayed on the top of the peak, and the disciples in the Hundred Barriers came one after another.After a stick of incense, nearly [-] disciples have completed the written test.Only a few pairs of evenly matched and exhausted disciples in the enchantment are still competing.

Then came the second round.

Deng Qingyan's strength is not obvious on weekdays, but in fact, she has already refined her body at the eighth level.His opponent was only six, so he easily won with a few moves, and he returned to the futon to sit down early.

At this time, Mu Su had come to his senses, and looked up at the sky without words.

The elder made another tactic, and [-] golden lights fell into the palms of the disciples.

"One bye, automatic promotion."

"start."

Deng Qingyan saw the numbers on her number plate, and subconsciously looked at Mu Su.

Still no words.

"Senior brother, you..." Deng Qingyan's white face was full of astonishment, her mouth opened wide.

"Hehe." Mu Supi smiled softly.

That's the power of odd numbers.

After half a column of incense, it was Deng Qingyan's turn to play, and she ran back after ten breaths.His opponent was injured in the first round, so Fang regretfully conceded the defeat as soon as he played.

Before long, the second round ended and the third round began.

Deng Qingyan had stopped looking at the number plate in her hand, and Shui Ling's eyes were staring at the golden light in Mu Su's palm.

The golden light spreads out...there is no word.

"Eh!? Is this all right?" Deng Qingyan couldn't help exclaiming, realizing that the surrounding disciples shrank their shoulders and covered their mouths when they looked at her, her eyes were full of doubts.

Mu Sudan painfully thought, what you can't accept is yet to come.

(End of this chapter)