I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 99: The Green-robed Immortal, with boundless magical power and millions of demon soldiers, rides into the Central Plains [Two chapters combined into one, a 98-word chapter]

Chengyang Peak is over nine hundred miles wide and several hundred feet high. It is filled with mist and the spiritual energy is not very strong.

However, the number of disciples practicing in this peak is one of the largest in the entire Kunwu.

In the training ground, which was a hundred feet wide and filled with weapon racks, the sounds of shouting and weapons could be heard continuously.

A dozen men dressed in tight clothes and holding shining swords were besieging a nine-foot-tall, extremely strong, with muscular body, naked upper body, square face and Taoist bun.

He had a dark skin and a fierce look with a whisker on his face. In his hand was a silver spear as thick as a bowl, twenty-two or thirty feet long, with the blade alone being four feet long.

The rest of the people surrounded him in the center of the city; they moved around, waving swords, whips and maces; it was like a pack of wolves attacking a tiger, but no one dared to get close to him.

Instead, he swept his spear left and right; swung it up and down, like streaks of silver light covering dozens of feet around, with a terrifying momentum, flying sand and rocks, and dust and smoke. In just two rounds, he knocked away the people around him with spears, sticks, swords, and maces.

His spear skills are superb; he is as quiet as a virgin and as fast as a rabbit; he has the power of thunder and lightning.

"Senior Brother Lingming's spearmanship is becoming more and more invincible. Even if twenty of us attack together, we are still no match for Senior Brother's counterattack!" The men in tight clothes trembled with their hands and looked at the square-faced ferocious man in fear.

The silver spear was as powerful as a mountain. The blade was razor sharp. A casual strike of the spear could exert a force of a thousand pounds. If it touched someone, they would die. If it even hit their skin, they would get hurt. It was truly inhuman.

The man with the big spear was none other than Ling Ming, who had been suppressed by Ji Yuan.

Lingming put away his gun and smiled without saying anything.

Deep down, he was very satisfied with the progress in his marksmanship and martial arts.

Those who practiced with him were not just from Chengyang Peak.

Instead, he posted a notice to recruit Qigong practitioners who were good at martial arts and weapons from Kunwu to practice with him.

"Senior Brother, Shangxuan Lingche is here to visit!" A disciple came to report.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Lingming waved his hand, and the people performing the martial arts performance bowed and retreated.

"Let Lingche go to Chengyang Palace and wait for me." Lingming put down his weapon, took out his clothes and packed them neatly.

When they arrived at the palace, they were surprised to see Ling Che in bandages. However, Ling Ming did not ask, but just said, "Junior Brother Ling Che, what brought you here today?"

As both were new members of the top ten families, they had naturally known each other for a long time; however, since they had nothing to do normally, they seldom met.

Lingming recounted everything that had happened to him before he was robbed.

"Hmph...that old monster in green robe is getting more and more rampant. I will avenge him sooner or later!" Lingming was furious after hearing this.

"Brother, I suspect that the old monster in green robe was hired by the Yin and Wen families to embarrass us."

"Oh? What does that mean?" Lingming didn't think there was any connection between them.

"The old monster in green robe specializes in robbing our Pei and Xue families. We have no grudges against him in the past, nor do we have any resentment against him recently. Why does he want to make things difficult for us? It is obviously the Yin and Wen families who are behind this." Ling Che recounted all his conjectures.

"But why do they do this?" Lingming was still puzzled.

"If we can't participate in the Nanli Dharma Assembly, we won't be able to obtain the superior foundation for the immortal apricot forging. I'm afraid the descendants of the two families will surpass us."

"That makes sense." Lingming suddenly realized.

Suddenly, it was as if a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, and many things that he had never thought about before also flashed through his mind.

Ling Mingteng stood up: "I know! That old ghost in green robe must be related to Lingbao Taoist!!"

"Eh?" Ling Che was a little confused.

He just wanted to trick Lingming and beat up Yin Yaoer. What does this have to do with Lingbao Taoist?
Taoist Lingbao is also well-known in Kunwu. He was born in Tenghai Peak. He once fought with Lingming for a few moves with his martial arts, but then escaped.

He was also appointed as a deacon, and his magical powers lasted for no less than five hundred years.

Ling Che naturally paid attention to it.

"Junior brother, you don't know; the Taoist Lingbao's secular name is Ji Er. He once practiced in Zhongzhou and beat Zhao Chengyin, a descendant of the Zhao family, to death. The pair of golden whips in his hand were taken from Chengyin."

Ling Che nodded: "I have also heard about this."

Zhao Chengyin can be considered a direct descendant of the Zhao family; however, he does not have much talent or foundation, and is not valued by the Zhao family.

Pei Lingming had caused trouble for Lingbao Taoist in the first place because he was asked to do so by the Zhao family.

Finally, Pei Lingming himself was suppressed near Qianniu Ridge by the green-robed old monster who pretended to be the ancestor.

"Do you know why I didn't cause trouble to that Lingbao?" Lingming asked again.

Ling Che was also confused when he heard this.

Lingming is different from Zhao Chengyin. He is one of the true descendants of the Pei family. He is extremely talented and highly respected.

Taoist Lingbao had tricked him, and with Lingming's personality, there was no reason for him not to cause trouble for Lingbao again.

Even if you don't go find him directly, it's really not difficult to secretly assign some elders to make things difficult for Lingbao.

"Why? Is senior brother afraid of Lingbao?" Ling Che really couldn't figure it out.

"Why would I be afraid of him? Haha..." Lingming sneered and shook his head.

"It was Yin Wensu who sent me a special letter, telling me not to embarrass Lingbao again, otherwise, her Yin family will definitely embarrass me."

"If it weren't for this, I would have cut the little thief Lingbao into pieces long ago. How could I allow him to hang around in the church and become a deacon?"

"He was able to become a deacon because he presented the map of the Tianwu Spiritual Realm and was rewarded by the headmaster. However, others don't know, but don't you and I know that the position of a deacon costs at least 8 million to 10 million merit points."

"A mere map of the Tianwu Spirit Realm can be worth eight to ten million merits?"

"Those are the benefits that the headmaster has to give for the sake of the Yin family. Hehe."

"According to the old rules, the six ministries and cabinets under the headmaster are divided among the ten families. The price is clearly marked: 810 million merits for a deacon and 50 million merits for an elder. And only the ten families can share. No matter how much money a poor family pays, there is no chance of becoming an elder and joining the upper echelons."

"And this time, there just happened to be only the declining Suo family and the sparsely populated Yin family without positions. The headmaster is naturally willing to sell this one."

"This..." Ling Che was stunned.

Then he suddenly realized, "So, Ji Er is indeed related to the Yin family?"

"That's right. Afterwards, I sent someone to Zhongzhou to investigate. According to people, Ji Er and Yin Yaoer grew up together since they were young."

Of course, it is a bit exaggerated to say that they grew up together wearing open-crotch pants; but it is indeed true that they have been together since they were seven or eight years old and practiced in the Taoist temple.

"I was chasing after the Lingbao Taoist and was suppressed by the Green Robe Demon. I have always suspected that the Green Robe Demon was related to the Lingbao Taoist."

"Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? Clearly, there were two of us, one in front and one behind. The old monster in green robe only made things difficult for me, not Lingbao."

Ling Che was suddenly enlightened after hearing this: "After hearing what Senior Brother said, I remembered that there is one more thing. Senior Brother doesn't know, but I have concluded that the green robe is related to Ji Er!!"

"Oh?"

"A few days ago, I wanted to send all my friends and followers to rob my former enemy Gu Lingmiao. We went in two groups, one in front and one behind. Unexpectedly, we were robbed by the green-robed monster on the way, and I lost my savings of two million merit points."

"I've actually heard about this." Lingming nodded. This matter was a hot topic, so of course he knew about it.

"But the strange thing is that the two groups came one in front and one behind, and the old monster in green robes only robbed us and spared Gu Lingmiao's group."

"Among them, the drunk Taoist Chen Lingkun is Ji Er's dog. He was clearly blocked by the green-robed old monster. I thought Chen Lingkun would die at the hands of the green-robed old monster."

"As a result, Chen Hai not only returned to Kunwu unscathed, but also brought back the Red Crow Feather for Gu Lingmiao!"

Lingming's face suddenly darkened when he heard this: "Junior brother, you are famous for your wisdom. What do you think is the relationship between this Lingbao Taoist and the green-robed old monster?"

They have deduced from various clues that the two must be related.

I just don't know how much connection there is and to what extent.

"How would I know that? But I think he must have a way to contact that old monster in green robe." Ling Che guessed.

"We just have to find a way to catch him and torture him, and then everything will become clear."

"That's right; but Ji Er is now under the protection of the Yin family, which makes it difficult to deal with." Ling Ming was a little troubled.

Unless there is absolute evidence, the Yin family will definitely take action to capture Ji Yuan.

The last time he went to beat Ji Yuan, he had been warned by the Yin family.

"My merit points must have gone into Ji Er's hands now. If you don't believe me, brother, just wait and see. When the registration for the Nanli Dharma Assembly comes in a few days, he will definitely reveal his true colors." Ling Che sneered.

The green-robed monster looted his merit points and treasure bag.

But those merit points have no effect on people outside the sect; they must have been divided up with Ji Yuan. There is a high probability that those merit points went into Ji Yuan's hands, and there is a small probability that those merit points also went into the hands of the Yin family.

However, the Yin family is a wealthy and powerful family, so it is impossible for them to just accept such a small amount of money.

"Do you mean to report it to Kunwu and let the head master use it to convict Ji Er?" Lingming's eyes lit up.

"No! This matter cannot be reported to Kunwu; especially before we get evidence of the Yin family's involvement, it must not be reported." Ling Che shook his head.

His eyes flashed with a gleam: "Otherwise, it would be like hitting the snake but not killing it, cutting the grass but not removing the root, and instead suffering from it."

"How do you say that?"

"If the Yin family is really involved in this matter, then Ji Er and the green-robed old monster are nothing more than dogs of the Yin family."

Ling Che explained: "The real mastermind behind this is still the Yin family."

“Even if the ancestors arrested Ji Er and used this opportunity to catch the green-robed old monster and killed the two, it would have nothing to do with the Yin family.”

"They only need to train two more dogs, and we'll have enough to bear."

The Yin family is a big family in Kunwu Mountain; it has deep roots. Even if the old monster in green robe gave out the Yin family, no one in Kunwu Mountain would believe it without solid evidence; instead, they would just think that the old monster was just slandering them.

Lingming nodded repeatedly and asked, "Brother, what you said makes sense. So what should we do?"

"Doesn't the green-robed old monster like to rob us? Then we have to lure the snake out of its hole!"

"Luring the snake out of its hole?"

Ling Che explained his plan in a low voice.

Lingming's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he praised repeatedly: "Brother, what a brilliant idea! What a brilliant idea!!"

Then he said, "But we have to wait until after the Nanli Dharma Assembly; now we still have to obtain the immortal apricot first."

"Of course. We can catch the Yin family at any time. The chance to do so in the Nanli Realm only comes once every ten thousand years. If we miss it, we will be left far behind by others."

.........

If Tianwu Lingjing is a wild secret realm.

Then the Nanli Realm is the domesticated spiritual realm.

This is probably because the growth of the immortal root has extremely high requirements for soil and environment; therefore, Xuanwei Dao planted it under the Nan Tian Shen Yue in the center of Kunwu Mountain.

The innate spiritual roots naturally change the surrounding mountains and form an innate formation; and relying on the Kunwu dragon veins, it evolves the innate formation to form a spiritual realm.

Now, hundreds of thousands of years have passed; every year, Xuanwei Dao invests huge amounts of spiritual sand and spiritual soil as fertilizer to cultivate spiritual roots, making this spiritual realm unexpectedly more and more vast; and gradually forming a realm of small thousand outside the domain.

It is called the Nanli Boundary.

There are not only immortal roots among them: in fact, there are also countless precious medicines and magical beasts.

You can enter the Nanli Realm; even if you can't get the fairy apricot, you can still pick some precious medicines and spiritual objects, which can make your investment back.

However, one day in the outside world is a thousand years in Nanli.

Therefore, over billions of years in the Nanli Realm, the monsters there have become extremely powerful, and have formed various cultivation systems that are very different from those of the Qi cultivators in the outside world.

That is why, to ensure obtaining the immortal apricot, a certain level of strength is required.

Therefore, Kunwu Mountain will divide the quota for entering the Nanli Realm into two categories.

One category is the major families; they take out their savings, 10 million merit points, as an admission ticket. These savings will be used as spiritual sand, magic soil and other resources for the next cultivation of fairy apricots in the Nanli Realm.

This category accounts for the majority; it can ensure that the billions of resources spent on planting spiritual roots in Kunwu every year will not be a loss.

The second category: ten monks with outstanding magic, martial arts and physique are nominated and selected by each peak; they go to the Hall of Merit to sign up for the martial arts competition.

Also known as the Nanli Dharma Assembly.

There are more than 2,700 sacred peaks in Kunwu Longguyuan. If there are ten people on each peak, that means 2700 people, nearly 30,000 people.

Afterwards, a six-day competition will be held to select the best and top-ranked 200 people.

The admission tickets for these 200 people were shared by various parts of the sect, which was equivalent to Kunwu Mountain's training of outstanding people from poor families.

Today is May 25th.

Disciples who wish to join the trip to Nanli Realm and can pay 10 million merit points have six days to register at the Taiyi Palace of the Merit Hall.

Disciples who cannot pay 10 million merit points will also line up to register in the Five Elements Palace of the Merit Hall.

Therefore, today the square in front of the Merit Hall, which is several thousand feet wide, is bustling with people.

Even many peak masters who had been in seclusion for many years arrived at the merit platform early.

The noise was deafening and people were jostling each other.

Ji Yuan and Chen Hai also arrived in front of the Hall of Merit, but there were too many people, and the crowded heads were so numerous that there was no end in sight.

There's no way to squeeze in.

"Brother, you should go to Taiyi Palace over there." Chen Hai pointed to a specially opened passage on the left.

From time to time, young men from wealthy families dressed in gorgeous clothes would walk in with their chests puffed out and go straight to the Taiyi Palace.

Compared to the crowded Five Elements Palace, there are very few people in front of Taiyi Palace.

Chen Hai knew that Ji Yuan had enough merit points and did not need to sign up for the competition.

Ji Yuan nodded and patted Chen Hai on the shoulder; he walked towards Taiyi Palace from the passage.

The road is extremely quiet and wide; there is no need to wait in line.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It seems that no matter where you are, there are always VIP users..."

In Taiyi Palace, several old men in gray were sitting at desks, collecting merits and checking bone age and aptitude.

Ji Yuan had just walked in when a cold gaze swept across his back, causing him to frown slightly.

Turn around and look.

A dozen steps away was a burly man in tight clothes who glared at him.

He has a ferocious face, a big beard, and hands as thick as a monkey's arms. There is a murderous aura floating several feet around his body, and his energy is strong.

Ji Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Brother Pei, I didn't expect to see you here again."

"Haha, I didn't expect to see you here!" Pei Lingming gritted his teeth.

"I heard that Senior Brother was robbed and suppressed in Qianniu Ridge. I wonder how Senior Brother is doing these days?" Ji Yuan smiled faintly. He asked knowingly, and brought up something irrelevant.

Pei Lingming's eyes were sinister; he cupped his hands and forced a sneer on his face: "Haha, thanks to Junior Brother Lingbao's good fortune, I have escaped the calamity for a long time."

The Qigong practitioners will suffer hardships and life and death, which is called suffering a calamity or a disaster.

Being able to escape from difficulties and sufferings is to escape from disasters.

"I never thought that Junior Brother Lingbao, who came from a humble background and has only been practicing for a few years, could be so wealthy. I am really envious of him." Lingming deliberately said loudly.

As soon as these words were spoken, more than a dozen monks in Taiyi Palace who were paying merits and registering looked at them sideways.

They were all prominent families and knew each other. When they saw Ji Yuan coming in earlier, he looked unfamiliar and they were a little confused about which family he was from.

I also plan to make some friends with him later.

Only then did I realize that this person was actually from a humble family.

There was no expression on his face; in his heart he was filled with disgust and surprise.

It’s not that I look down on them; in fact, those who can enter here are considered elite talents from major families.

What makes me disgusted is that the poor are generally uneducated and have low quality; they are greedy and murderous, just like the evil demons who forget their principles when they see a little profit.

Unlike the children of big families, they have been accustomed to the world since childhood, learned books and etiquette, passed down the immortal knowledge from generation to generation, and were loyal, filial, benevolent and righteous, which are the real cornerstones of Xuanwei Dao.

What is surprising is that he is just a humble family, but in just a few years, he has accumulated tens of millions of merits. This means that he has the help of a big family and his luck is incredible.

Otherwise, his abilities, skills, qualifications, and magical attainments are probably all incredibly high, countless times better than mine.

An ordinary disciple can accumulate several hundred merits a year; they are considered to be extremely hardworking and have outstanding abilities.

Until Lingming seemed curious and said: "I heard that Junior Brother has a close relationship with the Yin family; could it be that they helped you?"

Ji Yuan smiled without hesitation and said, "It's not that I have a close relationship with the Yin family, but it is indeed the 10 million merits that Yin Yaoer gave me."

Even if someone asked Yin Yaoer, Ji Yuan would not be afraid.

After all, supernatural powers are priceless treasures; their value exceeds merits countless times; Yin Yaoer can give them to him, so if Yaoer has merits, there is nothing she can't give him.

Lingming laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Junior Brother is so lucky."

The other people in the hall looked at Ji Yuan with eyes that changed from admiration and curiosity to contempt.

"I thought he was a genius, but he turned out to be a gigolo."

"We are ashamed to be associated with such people." Even the elders of Taiyi Palace complained.

In this feudal era, people who live off their wife will always be gossiped about and looked down upon.

Lingming sneered in his heart; he asked this question seemingly out of curiosity.

In fact, it was to test Ji Yuan's attitude.

He already knew that 99% of Ji Yuan's merits were taken from Ling Che.

Ji Yuan had no reaction.

He didn't care what those people thought. He bowed to Lingming, walked up to the elder and handed over his identity token.

After the elder took it and looked at it, he called out the name, "Teng Haifeng Lingbao, bone age is fourteen, magic power is five hundred years, and the merit points paid are ten million!"

A deacon nearby quickly wrote it down.

"Wait a moment!" The elder took the token and after a while, he handed it back to Ji Yuan.

"There are more than 2.4 million left; please count them." The elder handed him the token.

Then he pointed at the extra golden symbol on the token and said, "Do you see this symbol?"

"On the first day of next month, go to Jinque Palace to check the talisman, and then follow the ancestor to Nanli Realm."

"Elder, which ancestor is this?" Ji Yuan looked at the talisman.

"It's the Xue Guangfa, the old master Xue. Who else can open the Nanli Realm? Only he can do it."

"I see. Elder, I have more than 2.4 million. Please give me the 400,000. I'll treat you all to tea." Ji Yuan said in a low voice and handed the token back.

"This..." The elder hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that he was sure, he turned around.

After a while, he came back, with a faint smile on his face: "How can I be so embarrassed? Thank you so much, Junior Brother Lingbao!"

"Yes, we have long heard of Junior Brother Lingbao's reputation. We have also heard that Junior Brother Lingbao likes to invite people for tea. Now that we see him, we find that his reputation is well-deserved!" An elder nearby also praised and echoed.

They had heard that there was a young man in the Classics Hall who loved to invite people for tea. The elders in the Classics Hall praised him everywhere: "This boy Lingbao is prudent and conscientious!" "This boy is sensible, always respectful to the elders, and friendly with his fellow disciples. He is really a role model." "This boy is very talented, but he is only a deacon. It is really a waste of talent. He should be reported to the head teacher and promoted as soon as possible." And so on.

They were very curious at the time. He was just a young man who loved drinking tea. What was there to brag about?

Now that I have seen him, I realize that this nephew Lingbao, nicknamed "Big Teapot", is worthy of his reputation. He is so sensible and easy-going, and knows that everyone loves to "drink tea". How come there are not a few such disciples in his own Merit Hall?
Big Teapot was the nickname that the younger disciples of the Classics Hall secretly called Ji Yuan.

Because whoever he met, as long as they were of higher status than him, he would always pay for tea, and he would make all the elders drunk, and everyone liked him.

"Old Taoist Gu Xufeng, the Auditor of the Merit Hall."

Gu Xufeng stroked his long beard and looked at Ji Yuan with a smile on his face: "My nephew, if you have anything you want to ask, please just tell me. I will tell you everything I know."

They are all old foxes. Of course, he knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and Ji Yuan will not give him money for no reason.

"Are there any taboos when entering the Nanli Realm?" Ji Yuan asked in a low voice.

"There's nothing to worry about; it's just that there are still a lot of dangers and there are a lot of wrong paths. I haven't been there specifically, but I can give this to you." Gu Xufeng held Ji Yuan's hand.

He quietly put a jade slip into Ji Yuan's sleeve.

"This is a summary by people who have been there before. Junior Brother, take it and study it more."

Ji Yuan took a quick look and found that it was a detailed map of the Nanli Realm.

It even marks the locations of monsters and spiritual roots in various places.

And how to deal with the various taboos and dangers.

I couldn't help but feel delighted: "Thank you, Elder."

These 400,000 merits are worth it.

"Junior apprentice brother, please go now. Remember to gather at Jinquetai at noon on the first day of the lunar calendar six days later. If you miss the time, you will have no chance to go." Gu Xufeng reminded him again.

Ji Yuan nodded; this was a little bit of knowledge; he had to gather at 7:00 pm, but he hadn’t been told this before.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Lingming suddenly said, "The Nanli Realm is full of dangers and monsters. Junior brother, you must be careful when you go there."

He was just short of blatantly threatening to wait until they entered the Nanli Realm to take action against him.

"Thank you, senior brother. I saved the money." Ji Yuan didn't care. He smiled and bowed, then walked out of Taiyi Palace.

……

Starting that afternoon, thousands of platforms were set up on Jinque Peak.

The registered disciples began to draw lots for the competition.

Each altar is thirty-six feet wide and square; there are thousands of them in total.

Two people are drawn into groups of two, and then the competition takes place under the supervision of elders and deacons.

The rules are that you can use spells, secret techniques, magic weapons, magical instruments, and even talismans, poisons and other means.

But the power of the spell cannot be spread beyond three meters; if the power of the spell goes beyond the platform, then even if you win, you will still be considered a loser.

This is actually done to ensure fairness to the greatest extent possible.

Because some disciples have great opportunities and have obtained extremely powerful Taoist magic, such as the Feiyu Ten Thousand Arrows Talisman.

Some disciples can only obtain the simplest fire bomb technique.

Even if a disciple who uses the fire bomb technique reaches the highest level of attainment, he can only summon a fireball the size of a fist and control it with ease.

But if you practice the Feiyu Ten Thousand Arrows Talisman, and only get a little bit of the basics, you will be able to instantly fire billions of arrows, each of which is dozens of feet long, with the power to split mountains and rocks, and cover hundreds of miles with one strike.

How is this played?
Therefore, the magic spells are restricted to within the altar, and the altar is deliberately made extremely narrow.

This is what limits the use of powerful Taoist magic.

It turns the comparison of spell power into a comparison of the control and attainments over spells.

In addition, during the fight, if anyone can no longer hold on, he can step down from the platform and surrender; if someone is knocked down on the platform, he is also considered the loser.

This is also a restriction on martial arts and weapons.

After all, an inch longer is an inch stronger; heavy weapons such as golden borings, long spears, long spears, Zen staffs, golden melon hammers and other heavy weapons are powerful and strong.

Weapons such as hidden swords, single and double mandarin duck swords, daggers, whisks, and double hooks excel in agility and speed; in real combat, they are definitely not as good as heavy weapons.

That is why those monsters and demon kings who love to fight do not use swords, but hammers, hammers, spears, sticks and the like.

Under the same martial arts skills, light weapons are 99% sure to be no match for heavy weapons.

Outside, unless you are a true master, you dare not use light weapons such as whisks, swords, and wooden canes.

The competition venue is narrow, which means it is difficult to use heavy weapons.

Because the weapon was long and the space was narrow, it could not be swung and appeared extremely heavy.

On the contrary, light weapons are dexterous and lightweight; they are as fast as lightning and extremely convenient for maneuvering and dodging.

Chen Hai drew lots and went on stage to compete; in one afternoon, he easily won five games in a row.

For a moment, many onlookers around the parade ground couldn't help but praise him again and again.

"What a drunk Taoist! He looks so gentle, but he's actually a god with swordsmanship!"

"This beast's swordsmanship is the Nine Palaces Link, and it is as fast as lightning. He is a formidable opponent for us!"

"This sword technique is unheard of. I don't know where he learned it from, but it is quite exquisite."

"Yes, those people were all famous masters, but they couldn't last more than three moves under the sword of the Drunken Taoist."

For a moment, many people began to pay attention to Chen Hai, and Ji Yuan also watched from the side for a while.

I couldn't help but sigh at Chen Hai's superb swordsmanship.

This Jinque Terrace is called a terrace, but it is more appropriate to call it a valley.

Because the surroundings are high; the middle is low.

Those who were watching the show and the fight were all around; those who were competing in martial arts were on the platforms at the bottom of the valley hundreds of feet below.

Standing high, one can naturally see far; practitioners’ eyesight is much clearer than that of ordinary people, so they can have a panoramic view of the thousands of fighting scenes on the platforms below.

Ji Yuan's gaze moved away from the Xu-character 62-method platform where Chen Hai was, and looked to other places.

There are more than a thousand Dharma platforms, which are divided into twelve Yuanchen. Each Yuanchen has a hundred Dharma platforms, marked by ten-foot flags.

Those whose names are called will go to the corresponding platform for a duel.

Chen Hai is at the Xu character, the 62nd stage for the competition.

There were more than 100,000 people participating in the family competition.

Even if there are more than a thousand platforms, each performance lasts only half a quarter of an hour.

It will take another five or six days to figure out the final ranking.

Everyone has three chances; three draws randomly match opponents, and if they are defeated in all three chances, they are considered eliminated.

"There are still a few masters; Chen Hai's chances of winning are slim." Ji Yuan glanced at the seventh platform of letter A.

On the platform, a fat and strong man, holding two iron rods, rushed towards Gu Lingmiao.

Gu Lingmiao, who was holding a whisk, dodged it lightly and stretched out his hand.

The line was about a foot long, and the bright red flame was like an arrow, brushing past the strong man's scalp.

The sturdy man was so frightened that his face turned pale. He immediately dropped his weapon and bowed in admission of defeat.

Then the deacon next to him raised the flag and announced that Gu Lingmiao won.

The twenty-seventh Dharma platform of the character Yi.

Xue Lingche was holding two swords and was also fighting.

"Huh? This guy's injury healed so quickly? Did he take some magical medicine?" Ji Yuan was a little surprised.

Looking at Xue Lingche who is full of energy.

If he remembered correctly, Ji Yuan remembered that he pinched him gently at that time.

All the bones in my body were crushed.

I can't believe it's only been less than ten days.

He became full of energy.

"What a nice pair of mandarin duck swords, you really have some martial arts skills; although not as good as Chen Hai's; but that magic, is a formidable rival to Chen Hai and Ling Miao." Ji Yuan observed Ling Che for a while.

Ling Che's swordsmanship is still very exquisite; on stage his body movements are as agile as a monkey, leaping and tumbling like flying, and he is also good at flying swordsmanship.

He can wield two swords at a time, continuously; their flying up and down, combining the real and the fake, making it hard to defend against.

According to Ji Yuan's observation, Ling Che's martial arts of the mandarin duck double swords is only slightly inferior to Gu Lingmiao and Chen Hai.

Gu Lingmiao's weapon is a soft one after all; it's just a whisk. It's obvious that he is not good at martial arts, but only magic.

Although Chen Hai’s swordsmanship is good, he has practiced it for too short a time, only a few months.

Ling Che also has the Nine Dragons Magic Fire; this Taoist magic is extremely powerful.

If he were to face Chen Hai, he would be a strong rival of Chen Hai.

"Deacon of the School, how about coming over and placing a bet?" An acquaintance from the viewing platform called out from a distance.

"It's Deacon Wang. What's the stakes?" Ji Yuan also greeted him.

"Well, we in the Sutra Library have put all our capital on the line today, ready to bet against Taoist Master Chen Lingkun. Now all we need is you, brother."

"Come and place a bet quickly. You will definitely not lose money." Deacon Wang, who is in charge of the annotations, patted Ji Yuan on the shoulder.

During every Dharma Assembly, people would hold some gambling competitions to increase the prize money.

It's like watching horse racing.

Ordinary disciples organized various small gambling games.

The elders from each hall will also participate.

However, the elders prefer to join forces to place big bets to make the dealer lose money.

"This time, it's the head of the Merit Hall, Song, who is the banker. Song has a lot of money and can definitely afford it. He has set his sights on Taoist Ji Lingqian and said he wants to take on five of us alone, and beat the other five of us!" Deacon Wang was furious.

Chen Lingkun, also known as Chen Hai; he is from the Sutra Repository, and he won five games in a row today, so everyone in the Sutra Repository decided to spend all their money to suppress him.

The Song head of the Merit Hall is the patriarch of the Song family, one of the ten great families. He is betting that Ji Linggan, a well-known master in the sect, will win the championship.

The other five palaces also placed bets on the masters they favored.

Now the gambling between the Sutra Repository Hall and the Merit Hall has become really heated; the elders are rubbing their hands, taking out large amounts of merit points to gamble with Master Song.

The only one who didn't place a bet was Ji Yuan.

So Deacon Wang was specifically asked to come and call him.

"Oh, Junior Brother Lingbao is here; this kid has plenty of money, come quickly!" The elder of the Sutra Repository, Xue Xuxia, stepped forward, grabbed Ji Yuan, and walked into the hall.

The hall was bustling with people; there were over a thousand people sitting there; they were either elders or deacons; basically, except for the head monk, the entire management of Kunwu Mountain was here.

In the main hall, there is an elliptical glazed mirror that is ten zhang wide and sixty to seven zhang high, reflecting the various platforms in the arena.

Ordinary people watched the battle outside; the elders and deacons sat inside the Golden Palace, eating and watching.

The head monk of the Sutra Repository, Jiang Xuyun, was also there; after Ji Yuan greeted them.

Everyone was clamoring for Ji Yuan to place a bet as well, betting on Chen Hai to win.

"Now everyone is betting on Ji Linggan; we'll bet on Chen Hai, with a payout of 6 to 1; if you bet 10,000 points, I'll compensate you 60,000 if you win!!" said the chief Jiang Xuyun.

They all knew that Ji Yuan had a connection with the Yin family and had plenty of money; after all, not everyone could come up with 10 million merits.

"Why suppress Chen Hai? I don't think he is a match for Ji Lingqian." Ji Yuan shook his head.

It is said that Ji Lingqian is a direct descendant of the large Ji family; he has mastered the Taoist technique [Wind and Thunder Palm]; he also possesses top-notch magical weapons and is proficient in the mysterious arts of gods and demons.

He is vaguely considered to be the number one person in Kunwu Inner Sect.

Ji Yuan had never seen him, but he had heard of his name.

This kind of master is countless times stronger than Gu Lingmiao and Xue Lingche. Chen Hai may not be their opponent.

"Well, don't worry. We spent a lot of money to collude with Old Pei, who issued the signature. He promised that he would not let Chen and Ji meet." Xue Xuxia winked.

Pei Xuyu, the elder of the Pei family, is responsible for issuing lots and assigning opponents to each disciple.

"There are six rounds in total. As long as Lingkun makes it to the sixth round, we will win."

"Elder Xue, why don't you suppress your nephew Ling Che?" Ji Yuan was puzzled and a little curious.

"Well, wasn't Ling Che robbed and injured by the old thief in green robe? I'm afraid he won't be able to make it past five rounds if he faces a master." Xue Xuxia sighed.

In terms of seniority, Xue Lingche is his fifth nephew.

"Ji Lingqian's family is rich, so why doesn't he go directly to Nanli and participate in the competition?"

Could it be that the Ji family, as one of the top ten families, does not even have the ability to give 10 million merit points to their direct descendants?
“Haha, that guy is obviously doing it for Yang Ming.” Jiang Xuyun, the head of the Classics Hall, said while stroking his beard.

"Yang Ming?"

"Yes, there is a difference between being the first in a hidden way and actually being the first."

"If I can really gain Kunwu's recognition and become the number one person of the generation, the benefits I will gain will be beyond imagination."

"Oh? What are the benefits?" Ji Yuan immediately became interested.

"First, destiny. Destiny is illusory, but it actually exists. The number one person in Xuanwei Sect carries the absolute destiny and favor of our Xuanwei Sect."

"Secondly, if he becomes famous, he will receive countless benefits. Many small families will curry favor with him and offer him various resources, including... including their outstanding daughters..."

Jiang Xuyun sighed in admiration: "What a pity, my Jiang family doesn't have any powerful descendants in this generation; otherwise, I would really have to compete with Ji Linggan."

Ji Yuan fell into deep thought.

It turns out that being a so-called genius isn’t all bad.

However, this Nanli Dharma Assembly only selected a few hundred people, and it was impossible to determine the first and second place.

After six rounds of draws, basically all of them advanced, so we won.

Only at the true teaching assembly will one have the opportunity to truly determine who is superior and who is not.

After chatting with the elders for a while, everyone urged Ji Yuan to place his bet.

"Okay, then I'll bet on Chen Hai and Gu Lingmiao, 100 bets each!" Ji Yuan handed the token to Master Song.

"Good boy, that's really generous!" The elders praised him endlessly.

One bet is ten thousand.

One hundred bets equals one million points.

Even if he is the chief elder, he would only bet a few tens of thousands points; no one would make such a big bet all at once.

There are a total of two million merits in the Ji Yuan Token.

He actually bought all of Chen Hai and Gu Lingmiao. How bold.

"Boy, are you trying to bring me down by paying the price?" Chief Song complained.

"Haha, Master, you are joking. You are wealthy. I admire you for daring to pay six for one!" Ji Yuan praised him endlessly.

If Chen Hai reaches the sixth round.

Ji Yuandu will receive 6 million points, all of which will be compensated by the Merit Hall. This is the so-called six to one ratio. Everyone in the Merit Hall, young and old, bet on Ji Linggan.

If Gu Lingmiao reaches the sixth round, he can win 100,000 points; because Lingmiao is the favorite, the odds are relatively small.

Chen Hai was previously unknown; he was a complete dark horse; so the entire Sutra Repository Hall, young and old, all went all in and spent all their money to bet on Chen Hai.

He even went so far as to get a hold of Elder Pei, who was in charge of the draw to assign the contestants, and asked Elder Pei not to pit Chen Hai against the top expert who had been famous for a long time.

The result of the competition will not be known for another six days.

Ji Yuan said hello to everyone and then returned to the Sutra Library to continue practicing the Innate Divine Bronze.

I have no interest in participating in the competition; naturally, I have no interest in watching it either.

Compared to these, divine copper is his foundation.

"The Xuanpin Pearl has been outside for ten days, and it has actually refined another level of restriction on the centipede bee bag!" Ji Yuan suddenly had a sense.

After he used his second soul to snatch Ling Che last time,

I just kept the second soul outside.

By the way, let the Xuanpin Pearl transform into a monster to plunder the monster and refine the centipede bee bag.

"If I go to the Nanli Realm, I can leave the Xuanpin Pearl in Kunwu."

"When the time comes, we can take advantage of the fact that all the ancestors and masters of the sect have gone to Nanli to search the Six Palaces."

"It just so happens that the spiritual medicine I brought back from the Tianwu Secret Realm has been almost wasted."

From the resources seized from the Tianwu Secret Realm.

Ordinary spiritual medicines and thousands-year-old spiritual medicines and spiritual materials have long been used up; only a few ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicines are left, but they are not willing to use them.

There are many uses for elixirs.

Anyway, at present, the Xuanpin Pearl does not bring much benefit to Ji Yuan’s combat power.

It's just right to put it outside.

Let’s see if there’s a chance to read the Six Palaces of Kunwu.

Low-level spiritual medicines can be used to feed centipede bees, while precious medicines that are more than ten thousand years old can be stored for use in increasing magic power in the future.

"A wanderer from the sixty-six caves of Nanshan? Interesting..." Ji Yuan closed his eyes.

.........

In the vast wilderness of Zhaoyueling, tens of thousands of miles south of Kunwu.

In a steep mountain, there was a group of demons and monsters everywhere, beating drums and gongs to cheer.

"The green-robed ancestor has boundless magical powers; he is invincible and invincible in every battle!!"

"The green-robed old immortal and millions of demon soldiers are coming to the Central Plains!!"

"The green-robed old immortal is invincible in the world! He will enjoy immortal blessings forever and live as long as the heavens!"

"We, the immortals from the sixty-six caves of Nanshan, are here to respectfully welcome the ancestor out of the mountain!!"

(End of this chapter)