Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao heard Lei Qingfeng's invitation and bowed his hands to everyone. After thanking him, he sat on the empty seat to Lei Qingfeng's left.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, how do you feel?"

Lei Qingfeng spoke up, looked at Zhou Yiqiao aside, and took the initiative to talk.

"Every disciple of the Lei family is high-spirited and heroic, which is enviable."

Zhou Yiqiao did not hesitate to praise him and praised him.

When Lei Qingfeng heard this, he smiled heartily.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is ridiculous. They are just a bunch of incompetent juniors. How can they be compared to Friend Zhou."

"When the competition starts later, I would like to trouble fellow Daoist Zhou to take action. I will give you some advice."

"As it should be."

Zhou Yiqiao heard this and responded with a smile.

Lei Tiandong stood behind the elders, watching Zhou Yiqiao chatting and laughing with his family master, his heart filled with admiration.

After these days of getting along, this young Phoenix Pavilion senior has left a deep impression on him. He is very powerful, but extremely low-key. Apart from occasionally showing his strength to guide him, he rarely takes action.

Today, he was also very curious about how this secretive senior would face Lei Miaoyin, who was in the limelight after advancing to the Golden Pill.

Time passes, and half an hour passes in the blink of an eye, and the auspicious time is approaching.

A dazzling white light suddenly pierced the sky, and then a thunder fell, hitting the center of the square.

Then an old man wearing a long gown and drooping eyebrows came out.

Although he had a kind-hearted look, the sharp sword power emanating from his body tore apart the vegetation and compressed the surrounding air into distortions, forcing the surrounding Lei family disciples to retreat.

"Nascent Soul is powerful!"

Zhou Yiqiao felt the powerful sword force and suddenly looked at the old man.

But the vision of heaven and earth did not end there. The sky that was originally filled with thunder suddenly turned into a brilliant red cloud.

At the same time, seven blood-red stars suddenly appeared in the sky.

These seven stars flashed away, and then turned into wisps of red halo, converging towards the mid-air.

The red light continued to solidify, and finally turned into a human-shaped shadow, suspended in mid-air.

The phantom was very similar to the Moshan ancestor Zhou Yiqiao had seen, but it was countless times larger.

The humanoid shadow continued to shrink, and finally transformed into the ancestor of Moshan himself.

The ancestor of Moshan was just like what Zhou Yiqiao had seen in the Sutra Pavilion, smiling and half-squinting his eyes, looking amiable.

He stepped forward and immediately appeared next to the old man surrounded by sword energy.

"Ancestor Moshan!"

"Ancestor Jingzhe!"

Except for Lei Wudi who is in seclusion, all the top leaders of the Lei family have arrived!

All the senior officials of the Lei family rushed to the center of the square, led the children of the Lei family, and bowed respectfully to the two gray-haired old men.

For a time, deafening shouts echoed throughout the square.

"Haha, everyone, get up. Today is my Lei family's clan competition once every ten years. You can do whatever you want."

"Qingfeng, you will be the host of this competition."

Ancestor Mo Shan waved his hand to signal everyone not to be cautious and smiled calmly.

"Yes!"

Lei Qingfeng bowed and agreed, then stood up straight and announced loudly:

"This Lei Family Competition officially begins now."

"Invite all disciples who have advanced to the Qi Refining Stage to enter the martial arts field!"

As soon as the words fell, the formation in the center of the square suddenly started, and a smooth boulder rose from the ground, forming the shape of a arena in a short while.

The boulder is surrounded by countless restrictions. The restrictions open entrances at regular intervals, and each entrance is only the size of a person.

The Qi Refining disciples of the Lei family filed in through the entrance, and soon the huge arena was packed to the brim.

Lei Tiandong nodded towards Zhou Yiqiao, then jumped up and followed the crowd into the ring.

"Although everyone knows the rules of the competition, the head of the family will announce it again just in case."

Lei Qingfeng saw that all the Qi Refining disciples had entered the ring and said in a deep voice, his voice instantly spreading throughout the square.

"The first round is a melee. No matter which group of disciples, they need to fight to the end in the melee in the ring. Only the last one hundred and eight disciples are qualified to participate in the next round of competition!"

"There are no restrictions on any means in the arena, but remember, you are not allowed to kill anyone."

"The spiritual thoughts of the two ancestors are always paying attention to your actions. If there is anyone who violates the family history, their cultivation will be abolished and thrown into the endless sea to fend for themselves!"

Lei Qingfeng spoke word by word, speaking very slowly, but with strong murderous intent.

As his voice fell, the arena in the center of the square suddenly burst into a bright green light, covering the entire arena.

Countless small runes lit up on the surface of the arena, and it quickly spun. After three breaths, it rose several feet higher.

"Now the competition officially begins!"

After Lei Qingfeng finished speaking, some disciples in the arena immediately started to take action.

I saw them sacrificing various magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and bombarding each other with overwhelming attacks. For a moment, swords were flashing, and colorful spiritual lights were flying. The scene was spectacular.

Lei Tiandong saw the right moment and took advantage of the chaos to rush in. Although he was not tall, his strength was amazing. Without using his spiritual power, he could defeat his opponent with just one punch.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, are there any children of the Lei family who have the discernment of Dharma?"

Lei Qingfeng's voice came from his ears at the right time. Zhou Yiqiao looked at the people fighting in the ring and said with a slight smile.

"Except for Lei Tiandong, the girl in red and the young man in blue are both very capable."

"If Zhou encounters them in the Qi Refining Realm, I'm afraid he will suffer some hardships."

After hearing Zhou Yiqiao's words, the smile in Lei Qingfeng's eyes became even wider, and he spoke out to introduce.

"The girl is the granddaughter of the seventh brother, and the boy is the grandson of the sixteenth brother. Both of them are outstanding among the younger generation of the Lei family. Even the ancestor once commented that they have amazing talents and amazing potential... ..”

Just as he was mid-sentence, a miserable howl suddenly sounded in the arena.

I saw a qi-refining disciple who was fighting with Lei Tiandong, suddenly flew out and hit the barrier of the arena heavily, with blood flowing from his mouth, as if he was seriously injured.

When Lei Tiandong saw that his opponent was suddenly injured, he was startled and quickly stopped his attack.

"puff!"

The Qi Refining disciple who was knocked down on the ring struggled to get up, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

"Lei Tiandong, harming fellow disciples in public, what kind of crime should he deserve!"

On the high platform, a senior member of the Lei family immediately shouted angrily, jumped up from the high platform, and ran straight towards Lei Tiandong, as if he wanted to capture him on the spot.