Mortal's journey to immortality

Bai Yifan led Wang Lu and the other five people to this bustling square, where at least thousands of people gathered.

Bai Yifan's popularity turned out to be quite good. After a while, several people with profound auras greeted him warmly, which made Wang Lu confused.

Bai Yifan smiled and asked them to go to the lottery place to draw lots. Then he left the five of them and flew to the second floor of the high pavilion and disappeared.

Although Wang Lu has only been in Futang for more than five years, he has convinced everyone since he demonstrated his talisman-making skills in Futang. In addition, he is usually low-key, cultivates hard, and never strives for fame and fortune. , the four of them were all headed by Wang Lu.

Wang Lu said: "Four brothers and sisters, I heard that a total of 401 people will participate in the competition this time. In the first four rounds, one person will have a bye and advance directly to the next round. I hope our Futang will have this good luck. Let's go and draw lots. Bar."

The four of them followed Wang Lu to the lottery place. There was already a long queue of dozens of people at the lottery place. Every time someone drew lots, their name, clan number, and the number of draws would be displayed in the formation behind them. Serial number and the person to play against.

After each draw, there were voices of excitement, frustration or calmness from time to time.

"Oh my god, why am I so unlucky? I got number 202 and faced Brother Mengge Wangmeng with number 200." A female cultivator from the Fantasy Sect shouted while covering her mouth.

Now more than a hundred sets of matches have been drawn.

When it was the turn of the five of them, Wang Lu came to the green square box. Sure enough, the box blocked all spiritual senses and could only be drawn by luck. He randomly took out a jade slip with the number thirty-eight written on it. His opponent No. 364 has not been drawn yet, so he can only wait.

The four people in Futang were very lucky and got the number 201, which meant they got a bye in the first round. This made her unable to help but let out a burst of surprise, causing others to stare at her, and she blushed with embarrassment. , the other four people in Futang also happily sent him congratulations.

Lu Feng faced off against Liu Fei from Jiange, Chen Tang faced off against Yan Lifang from the Yan family, and Liu Chun faced off against Gu Tao from Daopui.

The five people came to the rest area of ​​the Futang behind the square, waiting for the start of the competition at four quarters of noon.

On the second floor of the high pavilion, there is an elegant blue round table and thirteen jade chairs. The spiritual fruits, spiritual food, and spiritual wine on the table are all fragrant, making people unable to help but stretch their index fingers. Feeling excited and with a great appetite, Bai Yifan sat in front of the round table, picked up a glass of spiritual wine and put it into his mouth.

The high pavilion is divided into three floors. The first floor is where the powerful elders of the sect watch the battle. The second floor is occupied by the sect's hall masters, pavilion masters, sect masters and the heads of the four major families. The third floor is occupied by the sect masters, treasure pavilion masters, The deputy sect master, the master of the Meng Pavilion, and the master of the Huanmen Sect are here.

There is no difference in the furnishings and treatments on the three floors, which is enough to show that although the Dream Sect is distinct, it is also fair and strict.

The thirteen people on the second floor, although not as strong as Mengge and Huanmen, are still members of the Mengmen Sect Building.

In particular, the Weapon Refining Hall, Dan Pavilion, and the four major aristocratic families can compete with Meng Pavilion and Huan Sect. In the past fifty years, talented disciples from these families have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Tian Yidong of the Weapon Refining Hall is even more famous. Move seven factions.

Every competition is an important node for resource integration and power division.

The sect masters and pavilion masters also encourage the emergence of such competition. Only with competition can there be development, and only with competition can there be training. Only by constantly pushing yourself to become stronger can you gain a foothold, develop and pass on in the precarious world of immortality.

The seventeen branches of the Dream Sect will gather together every twenty years. While inspecting and selecting the disciples of the sect, it is also a good opportunity to communicate with each other and confirm each other.

Including the leaders of the Seventeen Meridians, who didn't pass the test of the competition and finally took the top spot.

In every competition, the people on the third level will take out lottery tickets and guess the top ten and top three candidates. This is also a long-standing unwritten rule of the Dream Sect.

On the second floor of the high pavilion, all thirteen seats were occupied. The master of the Weapon Refining Hall, Zeng Qi, said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, farewell and safe. The competition that is held once in twenty years is about to begin. Should we get some prizes? I I predict that the top ten people will be Zhong Caiyu from Meng Pavilion, Xu Kui from Puppet Hall, Liu Xun from the main hall, He Chan from Huanmen, Chen Yaer from Zangbao Pavilion, Huang Yan from the clan leader, Xiong Canzhi from Xiong family, Yang Jie from the Yang family, Liu Chen from Meilou and Li Yang from Dange, as for the top three, Liu Xun, Chen Yaer and Li Yang."

"Old man Zeng, you fooled me in the last competition, and I made all the mistakes. You predicted it, but where is the prize?" Feng Jiang, the master of the sword vein, said.

I saw Zeng Qi raising one hand, and two sparkling top-quality spiritual weapons landed steadily on a long color table. The two top-quality spiritual weapons were a flying shuttle-shaped spiritual weapon and a shield-shaped defensive weapon. Spirit-like weapons, flying and defense-type spiritual weapons are already rare, let alone top-quality spiritual weapons.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly and they all looked at each other.

Feng Jiang said without showing any weakness: "Old man Zeng, listen up, the top ten are Kuang Dao, Xu Kui, Chen Ya'er, Huang Yan, He Chan, Liu Xun, Shenli Sect Violent Girl, Illusion Sect Dragon Soldier, Yan Yan Yan and Zhang Yuqin from Meilou; the top three are Xu Kui, Long Bing and Zhang Yuqin."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of black gold ore and an emerald green spiritual grass fell on the far left side of the color table.

Seeing the black gold ore and green spiritual grass, Bai Yifan secretly praised the magic iron and green grass.

Everyone was talking a lot, and Yan Jiao, the master of the Puppet Hall next to Bai Yifan, and Lin Pingdao, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, were also communicating in low voices.

After a while, except for Zeng Qi and Feng Jiang, the other eleven people entered their favorite candidates on the jade slips, and also entered various spiritual flowers, spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits, spiritual materials, ancient treasures, spiritual talismans, puppets, and formations respectively. Plates, array flags... are sent to the color table with magic power.

Xin Xuan, the owner of Meilou, and Liu Muyan, the head of the Liu family, are very good sisters. The secret skill "Giant Buddha Transformation" has been cultivated to the fourth level, and it is also a popular choice in the top ten. Looking at you, why are you still unhappy?"

Liu Muyan glanced at Bai Yifan and said, "Sister, I don't know. I don't care about this competition at all. What I care about is, don't you still know what my sister is thinking?"

Xin Xuan said with a smile on her charming face: "With those guys in Futang, they still want to compete for the top ten. I think being in the top fifty is considered a blessing. Sister and that white idiot. It seems that he is sure to win the ten-year bet, and so is Bai Yifan. More than two hundred years ago, my sister was one of the top five beauties of my Dream Sect, but this guy is indeed extremely talented. Let me tell my sister, this guy How did you capture my sister’s heart?”

"Oh, I'll tell you later. I was the one who betrayed him in the first place. Otherwise, he would have already reached the realm of Nascent Soul, and he wouldn't have taken the initiative to be the master of the Talisman Hall." Liu Muyan's sad face showed a burst of self-blame. .