After being dressed as a fine apprentice, he was spotted by the master

Chi Yu, calm down

Tribulation thunder is brewing, and the pressure is heavy.

The competition was forced to stop, and Liu Ruzhou had already guarded not far from Nanjiang, so that he could rescue him at any time. Chi Yu temporarily retreated to the ring and stood behind Shi Muyang.

"Master, Nan Jiang has formed a golden core, does he still need to compare with me?" Chi Yu leaned over and asked Shi Muyang quietly.

Shi Muyang tilted his head slightly, and said: "There is a precedent for this situation, the choice is yours, whether it is comparable or not."

Chi Yu wrinkled his small face, sighed heavily, and said, "Unlucky, I have never used Shanlei all the time, even when I was seriously injured in a fight with An Zirui, just to catch Nan Jiang off guard. It's all right now, he Jie Jindan, if I don't compare, now he has [-] points in the competition, and I only have [-] points in the competition, even if I win Zhou Ziqing again, it will still be [-]."

Thinking of the literary test and alchemy and beast fighting, Chi Yu added: "If we compete with Zhou Ziqing, both of us will score 48 in the competition, but Nanjiang scored a perfect score of [-] in the first five subjects, and I only have [-]. Still lost the bet."

Chi Yu sighed heavily, didn't this force him to compete.

At this time, Chi Yu leaned over and Shi Muyang turned his face, so Chi Yu's heavy sighs fell on Shi Muyang's cheeks, which were warm and fragrant.

Shi Muyang's eyelashes were half drooping, and he lowered his voice and said, "It's okay if you don't compare, I'll settle the bet."

The voice of this sentence was too low, and Chi Yu had to bend down a little more to put his ear to it, so he missed Shi Muyang's deep eyes.

In Chao Yan's eyes, it was Chi Yu leaning over Shi Muyang's shoulder, and Shi Muyang's light-colored thin lips were about to stick to Chi Yu's ears.

Chaoyan's heart skipped a beat, and she stood there calmly, blocking the movement of the master and apprentice with her body, so that the people behind her could not see it.

Chi Yu was unaware of his current posture, and was still talking to Shi Muyang. He said: "Master, it is not good for you to interfere in the gambling game. After all, this is generally accepted. Isn't it Jindan, and I am not If you haven’t won, just fight.”

Shi Muyang frowned slightly, he frowned and then let go, and said: "The disciples of the sect have the strength to fight across borders, and Nanjiang's golden pill is not at the same level as He Jin."

After Chi Yu reacted, he realized that the name He Jin should be the bearded Golden Core monk who was struck by lightning.

Did Shi Muyang actually check those people?Chi Yu looked slightly warm, thinking that even if they didn't clean up their tails at that time, Shi Muyang had already wiped his ass.

Such a Shi Muyang cannot be let down.

Chi Yu made up his mind and said, "Master, don't worry, don't I still have a hole card. Although it was exposed during alchemy, it has not been used for a few days. Everyone must have forgotten it."

Shi Muyang knew Chi Yu well and knew that he couldn't persuade him to say this, so he gave up and said, "Don't be careful, if the situation is critical, I will stop it for you."

Just as Shi Muyang knew Chi Yu, Chi Yu already knew Shi Muyang, knowing that this person was at the critical moment of his life, so he would not care about the gambling game, so Chi Yu had no choice but to agree, and the two agreed.

Seeing Chi Yu standing up straight, Chaoyan heaved a sigh of relief, silently stepped back behind Wang Buliu, and looked towards the ring.

Different from the sea of ​​consciousness stage where there are three tribulation thunders, when forming golden elixirs, there are as many lines as there are golden elixirs, and there are as many robbery thunders.In the arena, Nan Jiang had already resisted the fourth tribulation thunder, which meant that he was more qualified than half of the monks above Jindan in the realm of comprehension.

The dark clouds in the sky did not disperse, and after a while, the fifth tribulation thunder struck, and the five-pattern golden elixir was considered a genius in the outside world, and it was considered a normal level in Fenglingzong.

The black clouds were still rolling, and when the sixth tribulation thunder struck, Nan Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered slightly, but Liu Ruzhou nodded in relief.

The six-pattern golden elixir also has a foothold in Fenglingzong.

Seeing that the black cloud was still brewing and rolling, the elders were relieved, and someone whispered: "That's right, it's actually the Seven-pattern Golden Elixir. This aptitude ranks among the top [-] among the disciples."

Hua Jia propped his chin lazily, and asked his teacher Mu Yang beside him, "Mu Yang, guess how many thunderbolts there are?"

Shi Muyang stared at the tumbling black cloud. At this time, the black cloud was brewing the seventh tribulation thunder. He calmly said: "Eight ways."

The elders all looked over immediately. Although Shi Muyang couldn't use spiritual power, his eyesight was not affected. He said nonsense, it must be nonsense.

There are only a dozen or so disciples of the eight-patterned golden elixir in the entire Fengling sect, and they are all amazing and talented people. Now Tanlangfeng has another member, which is a happy event for the entire sect.

As for the Jiuwen Golden Elixir, everyone never thought about it. There are only four living Jiuwen Golden Elixirs in the world today, and all of them have entered the Transformation God. Shi Muyang is one of them.

Another true monarch used the eight-pattern golden elixir to cultivate to the god of transformation. I heard that the fortune was very good. As a result, it has been spread in the world that if he can form the nine-grain golden elixir, it is very likely to cultivate to the god of transformation in the future.

Just as Shi Muyang said, after the seventh thunderstorm, the black clouds lingered, and the eighth thunderbolt struck Nan Jiang who was shaking and knocked him to the ground, and a few more mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

The black cloud dissipated, Liu Ruzhou was beaming, and rushed to Nan Jiang's side in a hurry, watching Nan Jiang's body recovering from the serious injury, a breath of Jindan gradually became stronger, he said in a repeated voice: "Okay, okay, okay, You are indeed my good disciple."

There are only a dozen or so people in the eight-pattern golden elixir of the Zongmen, and if there is one more person in any peak, the peak master of that peak will naturally have more confidence.

The tip of Chi Yu's tongue brushed across the back of his teeth. He was also happy for Nanjiang from the bottom of his heart, but he also sympathized with himself who was going to fight against him later.

Shi Muyang looked at Chi Yu again, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident, Chi Yu smiled bitterly, put his hand on Shi Muyang's shoulder and pressed it, and said nothing.

Chaoyan's eyelids started to twitch again, and he calmly pulled Chi Yu's hand on Shi Muyang's shoulder, gave him a hard look, and said silently: Chi Yu, restrain yourself.

From the meal in the cafeteria, the two did not dislike each other's chopsticks. Shi Muyang wiped Chi Yu's mouth with his fingers, to this time when Chi Yu was looking for a Taoist partner for Shi Muyang. The eyes have seen through everything.

Chi Yu is baffled, what are you restraining?

Chao Yan glared at Chi Yu's hand, and Chi Yu realized it later, and let out a silent ah.

I understand, what Chaoyan meant was that Shi Muyang, as a master, and himself as a disciple, should not be shoulder to shoulder with the master. His act of putting his hand on it just now was out of etiquette.

Chi Yu gave Chao Yan a thumbs up, nodded, and said silently, "I see."

Chaoyan smiled relievedly, that's right, you can do whatever you want in private, but you still have to be careful in public.

On the stage, Nan Jiang had absorbed the remaining energy of Jielei. He had fully recovered from his injuries, stood up straight, his eyes were shining brightly, and he had a good demeanor.

Witnessing an alchemy with their own eyes, everyone turned away their envious eyes and looked at Chi Yu one after another.

Chi Yu can understand his own situation, and others will naturally understand that if this competition does not continue, then Chi Yu will lose the game.

Chi Yu showed his face and smiled, took a few steps to the ring, cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations, junior brother, I am happy to get the eight-pattern golden elixir. I hope you will be merciful in the competition for a while."

Nan Jiang's expression was slightly condensed, and she said, "Elder brother, do you really want to compare?"

Chi Yu's slick tongue and spineless words displeased Nan Jiang, so Nan Jiang thought that Chi Yu would definitely give up, but she didn't want to hear that this person would continue to compete.

This behavior is different from what Chi Yu said.Nan Jiang knew Chi Yu a little bit. It seemed that this man was used to playing tricks, but he had no bones to discredit Shi Muyang.

Chi Yu said helplessly: "Comparison, it's natural to compare. I don't want to kneel and sing conquest, not to mention that you have piled up a mountain of stinky socks, so I won't wash them."

There was admiration in Nanjiang's eyes, and she said: "Okay, then it will be as the senior brother wishes, don't worry, I will definitely not release the water."

Chi Yu: "..." I really hope you let the water go.

A match with such a huge disparity in victory and defeat that Chi Yu would lose, restarted in front of everyone. Chi Yu took out the ruler and concentrated on it.

Even if you have just entered the golden elixir and your realm is still unstable, but the golden elixir is a golden elixir, the purity of its spiritual power, the power of its skills, and the control over the flying sword will all be earth-shaking.

Zhenchi received a blow from the flying sword, and Chi Yu was shocked to find that with just this blow, his spiritual power in his body was suddenly reduced by one-tenth, which meant that he could only receive ten moves.

During the competition, it was forbidden to replenish spiritual power in any way other than advancing. Chi Yu broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to hide his secrets anymore. The huge sea of ​​consciousness poured out, covering the entire arena in an instant.

There was an uproar in the audience, knowing that Chi Yu's spiritual sense was as strong as the Yuanying realm, but it was the elder who invigilated the exam that day, and the disciple of the Zongmen's Yuanying stage. Later, this matter was spread by word of mouth, and those who knew it were not counted. Not much, but what's going on now?

Obviously a few days ago, he had a consciousness comparable to that of a Nascent Soul, but what he uses now has the taste of a strong man in the tribulation period.

Countless nights, countless times under the "Hundred Refining Divine Consciousness" to the point of being unconscious, Chi Yu finally "purified" his sea of ​​consciousness thoroughly.

In fact, when Yuanying enters the tribulation, what he really needs to do is to purify the consciousness, but they need to rely on countless exercises to meditate, compress the sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit, and gradually purify it, which is far less than the huge distillation equipment of Siwei. quick.

Shi Muyang knows Chi Yu's strength best, and only he knows how huge Chi Yu's sea of ​​consciousness is, but in just a short period of time, Chi Yu's consciousness has undergone such a huge change, which is beyond his expectation.

Shi Muyang narrowed his eyes, there are many secrets about Xiao Yu'er that he doesn't know.

Not to mention how astonished everyone in the audience was, Nan Jiang, who had personally experienced Chi Yu's spiritual sense on the ring stage, was even more astonished. His confident eyes were full of inconceivable, and then burst out with a stronger fighting spirit.

It just so happened that he had the bonus of the golden core realm, and Chi Yu had the bonus of a huge spiritual consciousness. He wanted to see whether it was the spiritual power or the spiritual consciousness.

Feijian slammed at Chi Yu with the power of thunder, and Chi Yu's spiritual consciousness was violently suppressed. When Zhen Chi met Fei Jian, most of Fei Jian's strength had been vented, so Zhen Chi coped with it quite freely. One more blow would consume one-tenth of the spiritual energy.

Everyone watched, Nanjiang's face became more and more solemn, and the cold sweat on Chi Yu's forehead became denser. One had a huge loss of spiritual power, and the other had a huge loss of spiritual consciousness.

As for the skills, the two seemed to agree that no one would use them again. Nan Jiang couldn't avoid Chi Yu's lightning, and Chi Yu couldn't deal with Jin Danqi's skills. This method of losing both sides was abandoned.

There was more and more cold sweat on Chi Yu's face, and Siwei's voice in his head was a little anxious, saying: "The spiritual consciousness is about to dry up, you should find a way."

Chi Yu was furious, and replied: "You have nothing to do with the system, what can I do? I can only fight. I think Nan Jiang's spiritual power is almost exhausted. It depends on who we finish playing first."

Seeing that the last bit of spiritual consciousness was about to be used up, and the huge sea of ​​consciousness was completely exhausted, Chi Yu's face was ashamed, and all the cards were played. Nanjiang still had spiritual power, and he was doomed.

It is true that Nan Jiang's spiritual power is about to be exhausted, and he is also gritting his teeth to hold on. He feels that Chi Yu's strength at the stage of sea knowledge, even if his spiritual consciousness is huge, but he doesn't know how to use it. If he uses it so rudely to suppress the entire arena, he will definitely hold on. Not too long.

Nan Jiang made the right bet. Chi Yu didn't know how to use his spiritual consciousness. The huge sea of ​​consciousness was used to suppress the entire arena. It was now at the end of his strength, and the last bit of spiritual consciousness was completely exhausted. What followed was a rapid increase in spiritual power consume.

With exhaustion of spiritual consciousness and exhaustion of spiritual power, Chi Yu's eyes showed unwillingness, and frantically mobilized the little bit of Shi Muyang's effort left in his body, but the effect was minimal.

Under the ring, Master Mu Yang's expression was slightly condensed, and he was about to stand up and call for a stop, but suddenly stopped and looked towards the sky.

Black clouds slowly condensed in the sky, and in the astonishment of the crowd, they once again formed a coercive thunderstorm, locking Chi Yu on the ring.

A word emerged in the minds of thousands of people at the same time: When did it become so common to form golden pills?

Twice a day!