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Chapter 68: Honoring Conference

The cultivator meditated for no time, and a hundred years passed in the world. As a mortal, Lu Yue fell into a deep sleep after a while in the quiet secret room. A strange picture appeared, five cultivators sat in meditation, and one

The young man fell into a deep sleep, which might be the first time for Qingli.

At dawn, Lu Yue was awakened by Xingxu. Today was the day for the competition between the inner disciples of the Conferment Conference. Xingxu was going to attend the presiding conference. So he left the masters here to meditate and meditate, and the two quietly

Walked out of the secret room.

The Mengxin Sect's competition ground is in the southwest of Menghui Peak. It is crowded here and almost all the Mengxin Sect disciples have gathered. In the Mengxin Sect, if the outer disciples want to enter the sect, they must pass the test of the soul refining pool.

Or they may be directly selected by an elder and brought into the sect to become entry-level disciples. Entry-level disciples will obtain the title of elite disciples after passing the soul refining and ennobling competition. When the elite disciples have made great contributions, they may also be granted the title of elite disciples.

Only those with outstanding talents in the competition and beating the crowd will have the opportunity to enter the ranks of the inner disciples. When the inner disciples reach the human immortal stage, they will be among the elders and become the pillars of the Mengxin Sect.

This competition is a competition between the inner disciples, and it is also the most solemn competition in Mengxin Sect. All the elders of Mengxin Sect will attend, and the sect leader Xingxu will personally preside over it. After the competition is completed, the elders will gather among the inner disciples.

Select outstanding or favorite disciples as apprentices, teach them carefully, and become the younger generation of Mengxin Sect in the future.

There are more than 500 elders and 5,000 inner disciples participating in this conferment meeting, which shows the strength of Mengxin Sect. Every inner disciple is gearing up and eager to try, with a longing for the future.

, holding the illusion of being valued by the elders, everyone is ready to use their special skills. Although it is just a short-lived flash in the pan, if they are appreciated by the elders, they will reach the sky in one step and become a disciple of a certain elder. When the time comes, the panacea,

There are so many of them, it’s only a matter of time before we step into the realm of immortality.

It can be said that if you are accepted as a disciple by an elder, your future cultivation path will be smooth. So with so many inner disciples vying for these 500 places, the competition must be very fierce.

Lu Yue was standing behind Xingxu at this time, with Liu Xiangxiang on her right. Seeing Liu Xiangxiang staring at her, she smiled and said, "Hello, senior sister."

Liu Xiangxiang turned her head and said "Yes", which was regarded as acquiescence to this unworthy junior brother.

The Mengxin Sect disciples in the audience were even more excited when they saw that there was an extra person behind the leader Xingxu. You know, competing for the position of an elder disciple is already a matter of choosing one out of ten. The disciple of the leader,

It was even more difficult. I saw a boy I had never seen before, standing behind the leader as if nothing had happened. What was even more irritating was that he was chatting and laughing with the chief senior sister. Many confident inner disciples gritted their teeth.

List Lu Yue as a target of retaliation.

On the high platform, Head Xingxu was in the center, with five hundred elders below standing quietly on both sides. Such an imposing manner was not something that small sects and small sects could match.

"Today is a very grand day for our Mengxin Sect. Likewise, it is also an extremely important day for you. Because today our Mengxin Sect will have more than five hundred elder disciples born. Work hard and the next one will be born.

Elders, maybe they are among you.

The first place in the competition at the Conferment Conference will receive a mid-grade spiritual weapon and an upper-level attack technique. The second place will receive a low-grade spiritual weapon and a mid-level auxiliary technique. The third place

, you can get a top-quality treasure. In addition, the top ten in this competition can all choose their own elders as their masters. Come on, young people.

So now, I announce that the Mengxin Sect’s Ceremony of Honors will begin now!”

As Master Xingxu finished speaking, warm applause ensued. The elders flew to the pre-arranged locations to supervise the progress of the competition. No matter where they are, there is always such an opening, and no matter what time, they always applaud.

It's the respect for the superior. Hey, Lu Yue thought helplessly.

This competition was divided into fifty small venues, with every ten elders supervising one venue, and every hundred disciples competing in one venue. In the end, fifty outstanding inner disciples were determined, and then these fifty disciples were divided into two.

After a duel, twenty-five disciples are selected, and then one outstanding person is selected from the remaining twenty-five to be added to the top twenty-five disciples. Another two-by-two duel is conducted, and thirteen disciples are selected. This repeats

, and finally selected the top three.

Seeing that the game was on track, Xingxu said to Liu Xiangxiang: "Just take Lu Yue around to see the situation of the game. I'm going back to retreat." After saying that, the leader of Xingxu disappeared from the high platform.

"Come on, Senior Sister, take Junior Brother around to look around." Seeing Xingxu leaving, Lu Yue said with a playful smile.

"Humph!" Liu Xiangxiang turned around and walked off the high platform, heading towards the largest competition venue in the center.

At this time, the monks had already started competing. Seeing the brilliant brilliance on the stage from time to time, Lu Yue could not help but feel ripples in her heart. When could she be like them, calling the wind and rain, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth?

After catching up with Liu Xiangxiang in three steps and two steps, Lu Yue asked seriously: "Senior sister, this cultivator can only cast such powerful spells during a competition, isn't he afraid of accidentally hurting the opponent?"

Seeing that Lu Yue was so serious, Liu Xiangxiang reluctantly accepted this follower and explained: "Competitions among cultivators are inherently dangerous. In the absence of deep hatred, cultivation is usually suppressed to half the level. Like today's competition.

Naturally, they will take action with all their strength, because this is related to their own destiny. At the same time, the sect is also fully prepared. With ten elders looking at a venue, do you think there is still a possibility of losing their lives? "

"That's true. Senior sister, have you also won such a competition?"

"I was brought back directly from outside by Master."

"Are you also qualified for Taoism?"

"No, I have a luck attribute qualification. Do you think Taoist qualifications are everywhere?" Then Liu Xiangxiang frowned and looked at Lu Yue and said, "Are you a Taoist qualification?"

"Haha, that's right, but..."

"No wonder Master accepted you as his disciple." Liu Xiangxiang said with some amusement.

"Senior sister, what are luck-attribute qualifications?" Lu Yue asked doubtfully.

"Luck attribute qualification means excellent luck. With such qualification, the luck on the path of cultivation will be a hundred times higher than that of ordinary people. If the chance of an ordinary cultivator with attribute qualification to become a saint is 10,000 to one, then my chance is

One hundred to one." Liu Xiangxiang said calmly, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.

Because Lu Yue didn't know much about the path of cultivation and didn't understand the difficulty of becoming a saint, she didn't show too much surprise.

The two chatted while walking. Through the conversation, Lu Yue felt that Liu Xiangxiang was not as cold and heartless as she thought in her dream. Perhaps it was twenty years that had erased her youthful arrogance and gained a little more rationality. Alas, everything

Twenty years later, Liu Xiangxiang's appearance has not changed at all, and she still looks like she did when she was a teenager. In fact, Lu Yue doesn't know that if you reach the Zifu stage, you can stay young forever, unless you lose most of your body functions under special circumstances.

Only then will you become old.

After a while, the two came to the competition venue in the middle. Liu Xiangxiang said like a big sister: "This is the competition that practitioners only see. Look at the disciple, his hands are constantly changing. He is making seals."

The magic formula assists one's own skills to produce powerful spells."

Following Liu Xiangxiang's gaze, Lu Yue saw a young disciple, blushing and reluctantly rushing toward his opponent with a bright light. However, the opponent was extremely powerful, so he just waved the short stick in his hand, and a light curtain blocked the opponent.

In front of him, he easily defused the opponent's attack.

"That short stick is a middle-grade treasure. With a powerful weapon, you will naturally be able to fight with ease." Liu Xiangxiang explained. "The result of this battle has been achieved. Although the opponent's skill is slightly higher than his, there is no

Taking advantage of the magical weapon will naturally fall into a disadvantage, and failure will happen sooner or later.

I saw the monk holding a short stick shouting "唔!" when his opponent was unable to catch him. The short stick suddenly grew long in response and hit the opponent's face. He was about to smash the opponent's brains to pieces. Lu Yue closed

He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Soon after he said it, an elder flicked his fingers and deflected the short stick, hitting the cultivator's shoulder. Suddenly the cultivator's entire right shoulder collapsed.

The elder popped a pill and said: "Go back and heal your wounds, summarize your failures, and show your style at the next conference."

Lu Yue saw that Liu Xiangxiang was already heading to the next competition place, so she stepped up her pace and followed.

"Hey, there is actually a girl with water attribute qualifications. Why haven't I noticed it before? Have you seen the little girl who controls the water flow?" Liu Xiangxiang pointed to a woman in green and said to Lu Yue.

Lu Yue nodded and said, "That's the water control technique."

"Yes, you learn quite quickly." He glanced at Lu Yue and then said: "Even if she fails in the competition, there will be elders who will accept her as a disciple. In Mengxin Sect, in addition to unremitting efforts,

Besides cultivation, if you have outstanding qualifications, you will also be appreciated by the elders, such as you."

Sure enough, as Liu Xiangxiang said, in the battle arena, the woman in green was exhausted, and the water broke out and flowed all over the floor. She looked at the opponent with a rosy face and said, "I lost." Then she walked down the stage sadly.

go.

After a while, a stream of light passed by, and a gray figure stopped on the field. He said to the woman in green: "Take this token and go to Elder Biying after the game. Someone will receive you."

A girl who even lost the first fight was unexpectedly admitted. The opponent of the woman in green looked at the disappearing man in gray and said to herself: Did I defeat her, or did she defeat me?

"You asked the man in gray to come, right?" Lu Yue looked at Liu Xiangxiang and said.

"Me? There are a lot of things like this. The Ceremony of Honors is held every ten years, and certain rules have been formed. The ten elders on the stage had already informed the sect when she came to the stage, so there was no need for me.

"

Follower Liu Xiangxiang circled the entire competition venue, the sun had climbed to the west mountain, Lu Yue was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and said huffing and puffing: "Senior sister, please send me back first, I, I can't walk anymore. Wait until

I will visit his old man again after Master and the others leave seclusion."

"Why, are you so tired now?" Liu Xiangxiang teased with a smile. After saying that, she took out the flying sword, pulled Lu Yue and fled to the soul refining pond.