Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 41 Silver King
Madara lived in a restaurant. After deducting the consumption of the battle armor and the cost of refining equipment, the remaining spirit stones were enough to support him until the day when the competition for the number of places in the Fengyi Secret Realm began.

Time passed extremely quickly, seventeen days passed like a fleeting moment, and passed in a flash.

During these seventeen days, Madara often spent time in the general knowledge reading area of ​​the ancient book shop, immersed in the sea of ​​books, digesting useful knowledge for him.

In terms of geography, he consulted many related map ancient books, and learned a lot from it.

Jie Lin can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean for this world.On the other side of the three countries, there are more landscapes.

There are countless tribes of evil gods who are angry with both men and gods, aggressive Wu people, chaotic lands without jurisdiction, and so on.

Further afield, there is also the Martial Dao Dynasty, a system in which warriors rule the country without being restrained by sects.There is even a country full of monsters, a cave where demons gather, etc.

The magic of some supernatural places is no worse than Jielin.For example, far, far away from here, there is a sea of ​​demons. Its existence makes warriors turn pale when they talk about the sea.

Whenever the warrior's warship came near this sea, it would lose control for no reason, and involuntarily sail towards the center of the devil's sea.Since then no trace.

And when people discovered these warships sailing into the devil's sea again, there was no one on them, which was extremely strange.

There have also been people who entered the devil's sea and came out alive.They generally have made great progress in their cultivation bases, and they don't have any sense of frivolity that overwhelms them.

But the strange thing is that their memories all stay before entering the Devil's Sea Territory, and they don't remember anything after that, which is really weird.It makes the scalps of those who explore this matter numb.

In this world, there are many strange places like the Devil's Sea, and the dangers and opportunities in them are also different.

"interesting!"

Madara is very curious about these places and can't wait to visit them in person.This world is really magical, more colorful than the ninja world.

Time flies, sometimes, when you look back, you realize that what you thought was a long time is fleeting.

Madara understood this truth, he did not relax, and while absorbing knowledge, he did not let go of his own cultivation.On the day when the competition for the quota starts, Madara has already touched the threshold of the mid-spiritual body, and is only short of the final kick.

This is extremely terrifying, you know, even the white-robed boy from the Ren family didn't step into the spirit body until he was 14 years old.

Among them, the spirit of heaven and earth that Madara ate helped a lot. If there was no green lotus, Madara might not have the strength to compete with these powerful geniuses.

Madara stood up from the room, his rose-red battle armor rustled, he let out a breath of foul air, and ended today's practice.

"Phoenix Legacy Secret Realm, Phoenix is ​​a true spirit of fire, and its inheritance technique is suitable for me. I want to reserve this quota." He retreated from the room and rushed to the square where the competition for the quota was held.

The square was built not far from Yunguo Xiongguan. This is the place where Yunguo warriors gather. It is very large and can accommodate many people.

At this time, the place is already crowded with people.

The warriors who came here to watch were very excited. This kind of scene where tens of thousands of warriors gather is extremely rare. Even if they cannot participate in the competition for places, they are at least a witness.

In particular, later on, you can still see young geniuses in the spiritual state competing in the arena. Thinking about that kind of scene makes people's blood spurt.

It was rumored that forces outside the Three Kingdoms could not participate in the division of the places in the Fengyi Secret Realm, so they set their sights on the three places for casual cultivators.This time the battle will be a big showdown between Mars and the Earth.

Because of this, the most eye-catching thing in the arena is the three adjacent big rings, where countless people's eyes are focused.

The length and width of each arena is about twenty feet, and it is covered with hard stones. This kind of stone is difficult for spiritual warriors to destroy. It is perfect for the floor of the spiritual warrior arena.

There is also a layer of transparent diaphragm covered with patterns in the sky above the ring, which seems to be a layer of seal, used to resist the aftermath of the warriors' confrontation.

There are some suspended platforms above the seal diaphragm of the ring, and some old men with their eyes closed sit cross-legged on them.

People near the ring did not dare to make any noise, they recognized the identities of these old men.They are all experienced profound body powerhouses in the big forces.

What is shocking is that there is a suspended platform at the very center.It is several times larger than other platforms, and the suspended height is also much higher, making it the head of all platforms.

Sitting cross-legged on this avenue was an old man dressed in sackcloth with a fairy air, his eyes were slightly squinted, as if he was taking a nap.Eight middle-aged men in different costumes stood behind him respectfully.

The warriors in the audience did not dare to look directly at the old man in sackcloth.There will be a faint golden light on his body, which contains great terror.

"Who is he? Why are all the powerful silver elders standing behind him?" A young man was still young and didn't know the identity of the old man in sackcloth, so he raised a question.

Their elders looked dignified, and after pondering for a long time, they replied: "That is Du Sanren, known as the Silver King, the top powerhouse in the Silver Body Realm, and the leading figure in our loose cultivators. It looks like Senior Silver King may have broken through to the realm of golden body power."

"Yeah, if you perceive it carefully, you can feel a faint and terrifying coercion. It should be the reason why Senior Silver King couldn't completely restrain his power not long after he broke through."

Then, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.Almost all warriors knew the identity of the old man standing at the top of the avenue.

They looked up at this senior 'Silver King' with awe and admiration. This is a role model for casual martial artists and a guiding light on their martial arts path.

Rising from a humble body in the troubled times, this can be written as an inspiring history of the struggle of casual cultivators.

Madara came to the square, and the crowd of people in front of him made his blood boil slightly.

He shuttled through the sea of ​​people. Although there were many people here, there was still some distance between warriors. No warrior would tolerate strangers getting too close to him.

Any martial artist who has seen Madara feels his eyes light up.

The young man's dressing style is a bit amazing, the black and red collocation has a hint of sharpness, and the deep red layered armor makes people feel like they are in the battlefield.

Madara walked quickly, ignoring those gazes.His dressing style is the dressing style of the ninja world during the Warring States Period, which is very different from this world, so it will naturally attract a lot of attention.

After a quarter of an hour, Madara finally arrived near the ring.

The deeper you go, the more powerful you will be.Now Madara, almost all the spirit warriors around him came for the quota.

According to a rough estimate, the number of contenders for these three places may reach [-]. This is the result of some spiritual warriors who came to the scene and felt that they couldn't give up. Otherwise, there would be even more people.

The eyesight of a warrior is directly proportional to his cultivation, therefore, the strong men who just came to watch the battle, all watched from afar at the edge of the square.

With their identities, it is naturally impossible to 'squeeze' together with so many monks.

(End of this chapter)