Taoist students

Chapter 58 Competing for the top three
"Is it really a magic weapon handed down by the Gusu family?"

There was a trace of surprise in Mo Qianli's eyes.

When she heard Gongsuntu say that Nangong Yurou was holding a magic weapon from the Gusu family, she originally scoffed a little, but now seeing that silk scarf is so magical, she couldn't help but feel a little shaken in her heart.

"No wonder even you are not her opponent."

Zhao Wou-ki squinted his eyes, showing a little fear, if so, it's really troublesome.

"What are you afraid of? Soldiers come to block her, and water comes to cover her. At worst, the magic weapon will be damaged, and her prestige will also be destroyed." Mo Qianli said.

"It's really unnecessary to hurt both sides. It's nothing more than a reputation. It's clear which is more important." Gongsuntu persuaded.

Hearing this, Mo Qianli did not rush to agree, but fell into deep thought.

"Forget it, let's think about it again. It's time for us to get up. Let's take down a stone platform first."

That's why the three of them took the stage one after another. With the strength of these three, even if Mo Qian's mind was injured, he could easily force a disciple off the ring with the exquisite jade flute in his hand.

As for Zhao Wuji and Gongsuntu, they even showed a crushing posture, but within a few tens of breaths they snatched the stone platform.

It was like this until half a day later, Dongfang Mo, who was originally calm and rested, suddenly heard the sound of discussions and howling wind from all around again, and saw that the surrounding afterglow had withdrawn, and everyone in the audience could finally challenge him.

Just when one of them was about to go on stage, Dongfang Mo let out a cold snort, and then saw him fumble from the storage bag, took out forty or fifty thunderbolts, placed them lightly on the stone platform, and glanced coldly at the bottom everyone.

After seeing his actions, many outside disciples were all shocked. You must know that this Lei Zhenzi is worth ten spirit stones, and dozens of Lei Zhenzi are hundreds of spirit stones. Really rich and powerful.

The person who wanted to challenge him on the stage stopped immediately, his eyes full of anger.

This kid clearly wanted to take out that thunderbolt to intimidate himself and the others, so that he would not dare to go on stage at will.

That's exactly what Dongfang Mo planned, and there are still two days before the competition will end, which means that during these two days, he has a total of four chances to be challenged.

If you said that you still had the intention to see how strong you are, now that you have figured out the reality, you naturally don't want to spend too much energy on the competition. It would be great if you could scare these people back .

And when he took out Lei Zhenzi, it really had a lot of deterrent effect.

You must know that most of these people are at the fifth level and at most the sixth level. If there were only a dozen or so thunderbolts, he might be able to give it a go, but when he took out forty or fifty, he gave up the idea, so he turned his eyes. turned to others.

Seeing this, the corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth twitched, and then he continued to close his eyes.

As for Nangong Yurou, Zhao Wuji and the others, the crowd had no intention of challenging, so when the stone platform was exposed, no one dared to go on stage, so they could only turn their attention to those relatively weaker people, and everyone competed with each other. Underneath, it looks like each has its own outcome.

And the two days passed in the blink of an eye. In the last half day, there were only more than [-] people left in the audience. These [-] people knew that there was only one last chance to challenge, and success or failure depended on it. All on stage to choose an opponent.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, on the stone platform where Mo Qianli was, there was actually a monk in the middle of the fifth rank who came up to challenge. More than doubled, relying on the mystery of his body skills and the strangeness of the jade flute in his hand, he finally forced the disciple out of the ring.

Dongfang Mo had expected such a result in his heart, but he was a little regretful that the outer disciple didn't force her to use her natal magic weapon again.

And when everyone took the stage, the result was one point. As long as the losers were wrapped in a burst of brilliance, they were teleported away from this square.

In the end, only 99 people were left sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

At this point, many of these people breathed a sigh of relief, passed all the way, and finally entered the inner sect and became a member of the inner sect disciples. It was difficult to hide the ecstasy on their faces.

At this time, the ancestral tablet floating above everyone's heads also slowly floated down and landed in front of them.

The old-fashioned Taoist priest who was on the broken platform before did not know when he will be here again, looking at the joyful crowd, his face is still expressionless and he said:

"After today, you will be regarded as a member of my inner sect. Let's drip your blood into the Zongpai to recognize the master."

Hearing this, everyone bit their fingers, or squeezed out blood, and dripped it on the token. A blood-colored light flashed on the pitch-black token, and then disappeared again, returning to its original color. There is a thread that is weakly connected with this card.

"This card can enter and exit many prohibitions that are only set up for inner disciples. It has infinite uses. You can study it slowly in the future. At this time, the inner sect competition is not over, because there is still the last link, which is to compete for this card. The top three in the inner sect competition."

Everyone seemed to have expected it, and they all looked at the old-fashioned Taoist priest and listened carefully.

"If you can win the first place in the competition, you will be rewarded with a Qi Gathering Pill."

"Win the second place and reward a mid-level magic weapon."

"Third, a thousand spirit stones will be rewarded."

As soon as the old-fashioned Taoist's words fell, everyone was in an uproar.

"Gathering Qi Dan!"

"That's the Qi Gathering Pill!"

"It's really a big handwriting!"

Hearing the commotion from the crowd, Dongfang Mo touched his chin, as if he was familiar with the words Gathering Qi Pill.

After thinking about it carefully, I recalled that I had read many miscellaneous books in the Shufa Pavilion with explanations. It seems that this Qi Gathering Pill is a kind of elixir that needs to be used to break through the foundation-building stage. After the qi pill, the speed of absorbing spiritual qi can be instantly increased, so as to break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period in one go, so it is extremely precious, and often has a price but no market.

It's no wonder that everyone reacted like this, even he was a little moved. Although he has a whole spiritual vein, no matter how many spiritual stones there are, there may not be just enough Qi Gathering Pills for sale.

So much so that the No. 2 mid-level magic weapon seemed a little inferior, not to mention the No. 3 reward of [-] spirit stones, which was not attractive to Dongfang Mo at all.

"Noisy!"

The old man was slightly displeased to see the commotion among the crowd.

Seeing this, everyone immediately silenced.

"This competition is a trial of chaotic warfare. The only rule is to fight in twos. There cannot be many enemies and few. The two must decide the winner before they can challenge others again. If there is any violation, the qualification of the inner disciple will be cancelled. .”

"The competition is just beginning!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he floated away, and everyone looked at each other with vigilance in their eyes.

But in the next moment, a shocking fighting spirit erupted, and the two neighbors sacrificed their magical weapons at the same time, waves of spiritual power waves came, and they fought together in a blink of an eye.

Of course, everyone here deliberately avoided Nangong Yurou and the other powerful disciples. They knew that they had no chance of winning against them. In the end, there might be a slight chance for him to wait for others.

Nangong Yurou and the others naturally knew that these people had their own wishful thinking. Therefore, even if these people did not come to provoke, they would take the initiative to attack. In the face of the trend, it is great to be able to persist in hundreds of tricks.

On the stone platform, there was only one exception, and that was Dongfang Mo.

At this time, he was standing swaggeringly on the side of the stone platform, looking at the people who were enjoying themselves fighting on the stone platform with sneering eyes, and looked like he was watching with his arms folded.

Whenever someone wants to step forward to challenge, when they see the dozens of thunderbolts in front of him, they all stop.

The chaotic battle group eventually became smaller and smaller, and in the end there were only six people left.

Among them were Mo Qianli, two others were Nangong Yurou and Dongfang Mo, and the last one was an outer disciple who had never seen him before. That outer disciple's sixth-level cultivation could be said to have passed all the way, and his strength was truly extraordinary.

The corner of Dongfang Mo's mouth twitched. Naturally, what he did just now was to prevent people from daring to challenge him, and to save a bit of mana.

But at this time, it was impossible not to participate, and Gongsun Tu let out a cold snort, and rushed towards him first.

"Others are afraid of your Lei Zhenzi, but I am not."

As for Mo Qianli's eyes, he shot at Nangong Yurou.

In the end, only Zhao Wuji and the outer disciple were left to fight together.

"Mo Yaonv is so brave, she dared to compete with me, she really is beyond her control."

Nangong Yurou sneered, and then took out the silk scarf, turning it into a veil, which was about to turn into a sea of ​​flames in a blink of an eye.

"yes!"

At this moment, the corner of Mo Qianli's mouth raised, and he opened his mouth suddenly, and saw a thin white line shoot out. The speed of the thin line was really too fast, which greatly exceeded the scope of his cultivation.

It was too late for Nangong Yurou to recall the silk scarf, so she could only gather a crystal shield in front of her with a trick.

But she reacted hastily, how could she resist Mo Qianli's ready attack.

"puff!"

Even if she moved away slightly, a flower of blood shot out from her shoulder, and the next moment, the blood soaked her clothes.

Looking at Mo Qianli again, his face was as pale as snow at this time, and the thin white thread staggered back, and he could clearly see that it was indeed a slender flying needle the length of a palm, but at this moment, the flying needle's spirituality was greatly damaged, and it was caught by Mo Qianli. After entering the body, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Nangong Yurou gritted her teeth, and at this moment, her uninjured left hand suddenly made a tactic, pointed at the Qingsha Yaoyao, and the Qingsha immediately burned, turning into a ball of flames that filled the sky, and pressed down on Mo Qianli.

The corner of Mo Qianli's mouth raised a slight arc, and under Nangong Yurou's angry gaze, the woman crushed the teleportation talisman.

"you……"

Nangong Yurou was furious. She didn't expect that Mo Qianli didn't intend to really fight with her from the beginning, and would rather seriously injure herself even if the magic weapon was damaged. It's really cunning.

Under the stands, a burst of yellow light flickered, and Mo Qianli's figure appeared.

"Nangong Yaonu, this girl can't get it, so don't think about the Qi Gathering Pill."

At this time, although Mo Qianli was pale, his eyes were still full of sarcasm.

Seeing this, Nangong Yurou didn't say any more, at this moment, she repeatedly patted her shoulder with her left hand to stop the bleeding.

The two women fought each other for only a few tens of breaths, in order to end the battle circle as quickly as possible.

Looking at the other two battle groups, Zao Wou-ki and the sixth-level outer sect disciples were fighting fiercely, the iron rod in the former's hand roared, and was swung by him like an arm, turning into afterimages.Although the latter's tricks were endless, they were all blocked by the impenetrable iron rods. Even if a little fell on Zhao Wuji, as a monk who practiced the ancient body training technique, it would be painless.

In less than a cup of tea, the sixth-order disciple finally ran out of mana and confessed defeat.

In the end, everyone looked at the battle group surrounded by a circle of black light.

……

"Lei Zhenzi is useless to me."

"Then you can try it!" Dongfang Mo obviously scoffed.

"Even if there are only ten beast souls left, it's enough to clean you up."

Gongsuntu's expression was frivolous, and he threw the folding fan in his hand, and then sat cross-legged, chanting formulas in his hands.

Not long after, the suspended folding fan began to tremble slightly, and there were bursts of animal roars.

Under Dongfang Mo's surprised eyes, a total of ten different beast souls came out. As soon as Fang appeared, they turned into black lights and disappeared, and when they appeared again, Dongfang Mo was surrounded.

At the same time, Dongfang Mo felt a soul pressure coming from his whole body, and the pressure seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as time went by.

The next moment, the ten beast souls moved suddenly, and three of them turned into three layers to surround him. As the beast souls continued to move, traces of black air enveloped their bodies, and they were about to drill towards his body. .

"No, there's another one!"

The next moment, Dongfang Mo's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)