Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

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"Is this what you're optimistic about?" Yang Buyi looked at Hao Yun suspiciously.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, the Zhou Wo he said is powerful, but he is a big fool. Fang Rui, Cui Ming, Duan Tianxiang and others are not better than him? In addition, Yi Shuihan is a sissy, Who can be hurt by an embroidery needle in one hand? There are not a few people who have spiritual weapons, can he be hurt by the spiritual weapon protection?"

On the side, Jiang Chengfang and their people from the ring came over at some point and said disdainfully to Hao Yun.

"Brother Cao, Brother Li, what do you think of what he said?" Yang Buyi suddenly turned his head and asked.

Cao Yan was startled, he didn't expect Yang Buyi to ask him, he pondered for three breaths, and said slowly: "If you want to talk about fame, half of the people he mentioned before are not favored. However, in the future It is not advisable to jump to conclusions before the fight."

"I think he's half right. The three of you and me plus Huang Ji and Wu Kuang should be able to enter the top ten. As for the others, I don't know what to say." Li Shilong smiled slightly.

Seeing that Li Shilong ignored him, Jiang Chengfang's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he said with a low smile, "I think what Hao Yun said is right, that is, I will definitely be in the top ten."

"The finals haven't started yet, so it's too early to say anything. Let's go, the lottery is going." Li Shilong glanced at Jiang Chengfang, then walked towards the main ring.

"Let's go!" Cao Yan and the others also stood up and walked towards the main ring.

"Senior brother, you don't believe me? I'm very accurate." Hao Yun followed Yang Buyi's pace and nodded very seriously.

Yang Buyi looked at him, shook his head, and nodded again.

But I still choose to believe.

"Trust you once!"

"I knew that senior brother has an unusual vision. He sees what others can't see, and believes what others can't believe. Others say that I am like an old magician, but only senior brother believes in me."

Hao Yun smiled, looked at Jiang Chengfang ahead, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, the previous candidates may have to change, I see that Jiang Cheng Fang's brows have a dark color, this time I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the top ten.

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"Oh? You still know how to judge luck?" Yang Buyi was a little surprised.

"Come on, everyone is here to draw lots." On the main stage, a senior deacon shouted.

"We'll talk later, I'll draw lots first." Yang Buyi whispered.

"Good brother." Hao Yun nodded.

One hundred sub-arenas, a total of one thousand people started the first draw.

The deacon brother waved his hand, and a huge ball of light appeared in front of his eyes, with many small light spots floating inside, which were papers with numbers written one by one.

Yang Buyi went over and randomly grabbed one, opened it up and looked, "Five hundred? It's right in the middle!"

"Three hundred and twenty-five!"

"Six hundred and eighty-two!"

Cao Yan and Li Shilong also spoke out.

"Fortunately, I didn't meet the three senior brothers in the first round!"

The other seven people who came to the eighth ring also laughed.

"After the lottery is drawn, three days of self-cultivation are just enough time to take the opportunity to study the opponent and increase a little bit of confidence in winning."

"Yeah, I just finished the first ten matches of the scoring competition, and my whole body is sore. I need to rest for a few days."

"Then, see you in three days."

The crowd cast lots and dispersed.

"Brother, how many numbers did you get?" At this time, Hao Yun came up.

"Number five hundred!" Yang Buyi spread out the paper in his palm.

"No. 500! Brother, your opponent is him. He is No. 499. He is Lei Lingen. He has practiced the 'Thunder Kung Fu' and is good at running against lightning!"

Hao Yun pointed at the young man not far away, and like a few treasures, he revealed all the old stories of others.

"Oh? Leilingen, this is really rare."

Yang Buyi also took advantage of the situation to look over, the young man seemed to have sensed something, and when he stared over, there was an electric arc flowing in his eyes, which surprised him for a while.

Yang Buyi glanced at it, but also withdrew his gaze.

Then he looked at Hao Yun and said with a smile,

"Tell me, why are you helping me?"

"Hey, senior brother is wise and powerful, with powerful mana, of course I want to get to know one or two. The journey of cultivating immortality is full of fights and killings. Knowing one more master like senior brother will give me a little more security."

Hao Yun didn't hide anything, and directly explained the reason.

"Knowing, but it doesn't mean that others will help you." Yang Buyi chuckled, his affection was not enough, even if he knew him, he might not help him.

"I'm getting closer to my senior brother!" Hao Yun chuckled, his smile was not flattering, but it was straightforward with a touch of sincerity.

Yang Buyi was stunned, and said with a smile: "Actually, what I have is only a low-quality spiritual root. I may be stronger at this stage, but it will be hard to say later. Maybe I will be surpassed soon, and I am afraid that even you will not be able to beat me at that time. And how can I provide you with protection?"

"I know that brother is a low-quality spiritual root, but I see that brother is full of heaven, his eyes are full of spirit, and his brows are full of immortal light. I think his future achievements will be absolutely extraordinary. Brother's early cultivation path is not trapped by spiritual roots. The path of practice will not be bound by spiritual roots."

Hao Yun looked at Yang Buyi with an old look, and spoke clearly and logically.

"You are so good at reading faces, then do the math, who will win the first place in this outer sect competition?" Yang Buyi looked at him and said.

"I used to be very optimistic about Brother Huangji, Brother Yi Shuihan, and Brother Li Shilong. They all have good looks and have the potential to become the ancestors of the Yuanying. I even wanted to attach to them, but I always felt that something was missing. After seeing your face that contains immortal light, senior brother, you can say with certainty that you are the first place in this competition."

Hao Yun said with a rare expression of seriousness, "Senior brother has a hopeful journey to immortality. The reason why I am close to senior brother is that I want to attach myself to senior brother and get a glimpse of the celestial light. This will be of great benefit to me."

"In addition, although the brother's face has a fairy light, it is hidden in the brows. I think the road ahead will not be easy. But with me, Hao Yun, I should win a little bit of luck for the brother, and cut off a little bit of difficulty and danger for the brother."

"Oh? What kind of exercise are you practicing?" Yang Buyi asked with a change of expression.

"To tell you the truth, I am practicing the ancestral 'Small God Physiognomy'. This is a technique that can be used to predict good and bad luck, high and low, and longevity based on a person's face, facial features, bones, complexion, body posture, and hand lines. .”

"Practicing this technique, it is not suitable to fight with others. Although luck is added to one's body, there are also disasters. Only by being with someone with a strong destiny and strong mana can one have a chance to survive the catastrophe."

Hao Yun had a serious look on his face.

"You must have said these words to many people, right?" Yang Buyi sized him up.

"I have told many powerful senior brothers, but they ignored me, only senior brother was the only one who listened to everything I had to say." Hao Yun said rather embarrassingly.

"You said you were lucky, but why can't you find someone to cling to after so much effort?" Yang Buyi looked at him with a half-smile.

Hao Yun was stunned, his eyes turned cleverly, he laughed and said: "Maybe they are not qualified, God is helping me avoid them. I think it is God's will, God wants me to attach myself to you, senior brother. "

"Let's do whatever you want, don't say anything about being attached to me." Yang Buyi shook his head, he didn't want to have too many fetters on the way of cultivation.

"Okay!" Seeing that Yang Buyi didn't expressly refuse, Hao Yun was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

Three days passed in a flash, and both the outer door and the inner door will usher in the finals.

Yang Buyi sat cross-legged on one side of the main ring at the outer gate, quietly watching the battle that had already started above.

Hao Yun looked like a little follower, sitting next to Yang Buyi, introducing him various information about the students in the competition from time to time.

Yang Buyi was surprised to find that Hao Yun was like a know-it-all, very familiar with everything about the disciples of the sect, Hao Yun could answer almost everything he wanted to ask.

"Senior brother, look, Jiang Chengfang is on stage for a competition." Hao Yun said in a low voice.

"Brother!" Opposite Jiang Chengfang was a young man with an iron sword on his back, and he bowed his hands at this moment.

"Let's make a move!" Jiang Chengfang said without hesitation, standing upright with his head held high.

"Senior brother, be careful." The young man stood still and pinched the sword with one hand. The iron sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and quickly enlarged in the air. The huge sword shadow fiercely slashed towards the void, with a huge momentum .

With the sound of breaking through the air, a huge iron sword suddenly appeared above Jiang Chengfang's head.

Jiang Chengfang didn't budge, a playful look appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he raised one hand into a claw, and the cyan light lingered between his fingers, turning into a huge cyan dragon claw.

boom!

The huge sword shadow slashed down, but was firmly grasped by the green dragon's claws, unable to fall any more.

Seeing this, the young man immediately disintegrated the shadow of the sword, driving the iron sword to spin above Jiang Chengfang's head, and slashed down from different directions.

Jiang Chengfang didn't even move his footsteps, and he blocked all the iron sword's attacks with the green dragon claws alone.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, the young man made a tactic with both hands, and a black light suddenly appeared on the iron sword, Phew! While turning, he stabbed fiercely at Jiang Chengfang's chest.

Click!

The green light in Jiang Chengfang's hand rose, and the dragon's claws almost solidified, and he grabbed the iron sword again before reaching out.

"End!"

Jiangcheng Fanglongclaw grabbed violently, clang clang clang clang! The sharp five claws clasped on the iron sword fiercely. Under the shock, the iron sword trembled, which actually cut off the connection between the young man and the iron sword, and broke his sword control skills.

The young man's complexion changed, and he immediately admitted defeat.

Jiang Chengfang's hand holding the iron sword stopped, and he also threw the sword away.

"Senior brother, Jiang Chengfang used the 'Blue Dragon Claw' just now. He can also use 'Blue Dragon Transformation' and 'Spirit Binding Lock'. These are all foundation-building spells, and he is a difficult guy." Hao Lucky said in a low voice.

"Why do these guys have two or three foundation-building techniques?" Yang Buyi was quite envious. Cao Yan's Vajra Fist and Jiang Chengfang's Azure Dragon Claw looked good and were powerful, which really made him like it. .

"Senior brother, Zhao Yiyang is playing now, and he also has the strength to compete for the top ten in the competition." Hao Yun said from the side.

"Go ahead!" Zhao Yiyang said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.

The eyes of the young man opposite him flashed, and he rushed forward suddenly, the dust rolled up under his feet, and he flew in mid-air, his sword moved lightly, and went straight to Zhao Yiyang's face.

Zhao Yiyang shook his head, flicked his right hand casually, and the whole arm was so close that afterimages appeared, with a bang, the piercing flying sword was bounced away immediately, and a trembling force was transmitted in, the whole flying sword trembled like a spirit The snake wobbles.

The young man's complexion changed, not because he couldn't hold the flying sword, but because the trembling force in the sword was being transmitted at a high speed, and it was about to enter the arm in the next moment.

He hastily thrust the flying sword in his hand into the ring, and that trembling force unexpectedly exploded from under him, and his whole body was instantly sent flying several feet away.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was just about to stand up, but he saw Zhao Yiyang approaching him at some point, with his hands behind his back, looking at him.

"Brother... I lost!" The young man gritted his teeth, feeling a little unwilling, but he still said it.

"Yeah." Zhao Yiyang nodded slightly.

"It's such a powerful flick of the finger, under the flick of the finger, it is actually eighteen times in a row." Yang Buyi was surprised.

"This is not his most powerful. The Sky-Shaking Palm is his ultimate move. I heard that he once killed a seventh-level monster with a single palm." Hao Yun said.

"Oh? So strong?" A gleam of light flashed in Yang Buyi's eyes, eager to try.

With Zhao Yiyang off the court, the next few games became extremely anxious, with equal strength, and the games were inseparable.

From this point, it can be seen that although they are all at the peak of the sixth level of Qi training, and although they are all in the top ten of each arena, they are far worse than the really powerful people who are capable of competing for the top ten in the big competition.

A few more games passed.

"Brother, Chi Yi is playing now, and he also has the strength to compete for the top ten." Hao Yun said.

Chi Yi appeared in white clothes, as if blending into the wind, he was as good at speed as Cao Yan, but his speed was more elegant.

At this moment, he took the initiative to attack, unfolding his body skills like flying catkins, and appeared in front of his opponent in a flash. Before his opponent could react, he was knocked out of the ring with his palm.

The young man who fell heavily on the ground was full of disbelief. He was defeated before he could make a move? how is this possible!

His eyes widened, and he felt extremely humiliated under the countless pairs of eyes of his disciples, but he looked up at Chi Yi who was moving like the wind, but there was nothing he could do.

"You don't have to be sad, because my opponents will be the same as you in the future." Chi Yi glanced at him and comforted him so much.

"Chi Yi? It's interesting, how many people like him are capable of competing for the top ten?" Yang Buyi asked.

"Not many, but not many, there are more than 30 people, and I will point them out to my brother later." Hao Yun said.

"Okay." Yang Buyi nodded.

In the next match, there were also a few people who could compete for the top ten. Yang Buyi looked at them and felt that they were quite extraordinary.

Watching and watching, it was soon his turn to play.

"Brother, it's your turn." Hao Yun reminded.

"Yeah!" Yang Buyi nodded, and jumped onto the ring.

"So you are my opponent." The young man opposite him also remembered the stare at each other after the lottery that day, bowed his hands at this moment, and immediately pulled over.

There were crackling and crackling noises all over his body, it was actually covered with thunder and lightning, his hands were opened, the lightning gathered, it turned into a thunder whip.

Snapped!

There was a blast in the air, and Yang Buyi quickly raised his sword to block it.

The lightning whip was like a vine, quickly entangled on the sword body, the arc flickered, and violent thunder and lightning crazily transmitted.

In an instant, Yang Buyi's arms were covered with