I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi kept Bo Xi at a respectful distance.

The dealer asks you to bet first, and you have to wait half an hour to see the result. How can you win?

Xiaobi seems to be fair, but it is not impossible to cheat. After all, registration is voluntary, admitting defeat is allowed, and even the sect does not prohibit fake matches.

On the contrary, another thing Shu Buliao said aroused Zhou Yi's interest.

"Ziyunhui, the financial resources are very strong?"

There are various small gatherings in Fangshi Loose Cultivator, and there are many in Dandingzong.

Originally, Zhou Yi planned to slip away after ten years, but now he changed his mind and temporarily planned to redeem an inheritance before leaving.

After recovering from Sangong, he exchanged one for free for one and then another. Over and over again for a hundred and eighty years, he could acquire all the secret arts that Zhou Yi valued.

Doing this will not attract the attention of fellow sects, lest the same identity be exchanged for many secret arts, and the money will touch people's hearts.

Righteous monks are really kind and harmless, so the sect doesn't have to set so many rules, and the ancestor Yuanying is specially appointed to sit in the Law Enforcement Hall.

This plan needs to find a reputable and influential gathering, so that there are enough buyers of Foundation Establishment Dan and can afford the price.

Shu Buliao was slightly taken aback, as if surprised, then said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Zhu really came here not long ago, and he has never even heard of the Purple Cloud Club. Let's talk to Junior Brother like this, even if you win millions of spirit stones, we will pay you immediately!"

"A million spirit stones!"

Zhou Yi's face showed a strange expression, even the blood of the real monarch would not dare to say so.

"Brother, the founder of the Purple Cloud Club, Brother Fang Chengfeng, is the son of the ancestor Jianchen."

Shu Bliao specially emphasized: "It's not the bloodline separated by hundreds of years, beyond the five generations, there is no legacy. Brother Fang is the only heir of the ancestor, a unique identity in the entire sect!"

The higher the monk's realm, the more difficult it is for the offspring.

Perhaps it is because the monks are no longer like the human race, resulting in reproductive isolation, or the rules set by God, compared with those ancient and powerful monster races, it is also difficult to have descendant blood.

Except for the Dragon Clan!

Dragons are inherently obscene, and a hole in the ground can create offspring.

Zhou Yi pondered carefully whether to participate in the Purple Cloud Club. As senior brother Fang, the top second generation of the Danding Sect, he was most likely to find the top inheritance.

It was also this identity that made Zhou Yi feel suspicious, after all, the rumors of the second generation had always been poor!

Shu Buliao seemed to have guessed Zhou Yi's thoughts, and took out another purple jade cloud pattern token, and said: "Junior Brother Zhu, you can go to the Ziyun Club as much as you like, there are hundreds of gatherings from the same sect, there are many good things every time .”

"Besides, Brother Fang's reputation, you can inquire about it as much as you want, there has never been anything wrong in decades!"

Zhou Yi took the jade card and asked, "When do you usually gather? Which cave? Are there any rules that need to be paid attention to?"

"At the top of Ziyun Peak at the end of every month, just don't make a lot of noise when you go there, and there will be free spiritual wine and delicacies to taste."

Shu Buriao said: "It used to be the residence of Jian Chen's patriarch Jin Dan. Brother Fang felt that the high-walled compound and palaces and pavilions were too intrusive, so they were directly bulldozed, leaving only the open-air pavilion."

Zhou Yi nodded and agreed: "Okay, go and have a look then."

Shu Buliao showed joy, and he would get a lot of spirit stones as a reward for Ziyunhui to recruit a new real person.

In order to prevent Zhou Yi from putting pigeons on the ground, he described a lot of the benefits of the Ziyun Club, and every time there are many high-grade exercises, secret techniques, and medicinal instruments for sale.

Shu Buliao didn't leave until Zhou Yi repeatedly agreed, and then went to a fellow disciple not far away to sell betting jade slips.

"It can make Master Zhuji busy with mundane affairs, which shows the strength of Ziyunhui."

Zhou Yi didn't look down on Shu Buliao, as long as he gave enough spiritual stones or spiritual objects, Jindan Zhenjun could also do sales promotion part-time, and by the way, he would give special effects of hype falling from the sky and golden lotus springing from the ground.

Reining in his mind, he turned his gaze to the fighting platform.

At this time, there are two foundation building real people on each fighting platform, who are responsible for ensuring the lives of the disciples.

The disciples participating in the contest were drawing lots. Around noon, the first round of martial arts began, and eighteen disciples fought each other.

Zhou Yi paid attention to the nine fighting platforms at the same time. When the real referee announced the name, he quickly recorded it in the jade slips, and then recorded the fighting process of the two in detail, including every move, expression change, and magic weapon secret technique.

There is a secret method that I don't recognize, so I will ask Brother Jiang for advice.

"As expected of the Danding Sect, the average strength of the disciples in the Qi refining period is far superior to that of casual cultivators outside. However, Xiaobi is a fair fight. Let them go to the outside world to hang out, and they may not be opponents of casual cultivators."

Zhou Yi looked over the eight martial arts platforms, and most of his attention fell on the one in the northeast corner. The strength of the two disciples who practiced great perfection far surpassed those of the same level.

"Listening to the referee's name announcement, it seems that he is a popular contestant marked in Senior Brother Shu's jade slip, but he actually met him in the first round."

According to the rules of the small competition, if you fail in the first round of elimination, you have to wait until next year. More than 2,000 people drew lots, but the extremely strong Xiaocuo met, it can be said that time is fate, manpower is not against the number of days.

The two fought fiercely, which also attracted most of the audience's attention.

Perhaps some of them who had placed their bets actually stood up and shouted, and the continuous noise made the auditorium gradually warm up.

Immortal cultivators are often cold-tempered, not because they are born that way, but because they spend several months in seclusion and practice, and rarely talk to others on weekdays, so they will become reticent over time.

The sect Xiaobi gathered thousands of fellow sects, and it was a fierce and exciting fight. Driven by the atmosphere, the cold monk became more popular.

Zhou Yi was condescending, overlooking the whole scene, and realized something.

"The Zongmen Xiaobi is not only to promote competition and reward disciples, but also a large-scale gathering, which can effectively enhance cohesion and loyalty."

In a quarter of an hour.

The disciple named Li Qing used the escape method to avoid the flame spell, and used several thunderbolts to break the golden light of the opponent's body protection, blasting him off the fighting platform, and won the victory.

"There is almost no difference in strength. The disciples who are good at fire arts are the first to run out of mana. I feel that Li Qing won the freehand brushwork easily. There should be some secret arts that have not been used!"

Zhou Yi marked Li Qing with a special mark, and he will observe it in detail later.

The little competition lasted for half a day and didn't stop until the sun went down. Apart from Li Qing, there were many outstanding disciples.

For example, a disciple with the surname Gu, who was usually unknown, unexpectedly defeated his opponent on the list. He is proficient in a secret body training technique. After performing it, he is two feet tall, his strength and defense have skyrocketed, and he is directly immune to low-level spells.

The weapon is a dark iron stick, which is amazingly powerful when swung, and finally knocks the opponent off the fighting platform.

"This supernatural power looks familiar!"

The Divine Ox Transformation has been cultivated to a great degree, and Zhou Yi is naturally aware of the changes. At the stage of minor success, the body only becomes bigger and cannot produce horns.

The fight is over.

Zhou Yi returned to Siguo Cliff with his escape light, and saw that Jiang Kang had already woken up, and was drinking while reading the script.

"There is a mountain beyond the mountain, and the younger brother is watching the sky from the well."

Jiang Kang said in relief: "Junior Brother, don't underestimate yourself. You can build a foundation in casual practice. Maybe your spiritual root aptitude is not good enough. There must be other advantages."

Zhou Yi handed the Jade Slip of Fighting Techniques to Jiang Kang for inspection, and said.

"Today I met a disciple who is good at thunder and escapism. He easily beat his opponent at the same level. It seems that he still has more strength."

"Huh? From what it sounds like, he's even stronger than the old Taoist back then."

Jiang Kang talked about the outstanding disciples he had seen over the years. After comparing them, he found that Xiaobi had become stronger over the years.

Zhou Yi listened carefully from the side, and he was very self-aware when discussing fighting methods.

The only experience of fighting with monks is all easily crushed by talisman seals and thunder beads, which is not called a fighting technique at all!

Zhou Yi thought of something and asked, "Brother, do you know about Ziyunhui? What's your opinion?"

"The gathering held by the son of the ancestor Jian Chen? I know but I haven't been there. Most of them are direct disciples, and they are not the same as the old Taoist."

Jiang Kang thought about it for a moment, and added another sentence.

"Fang Chengfeng met a few times, it's interesting, junior brother might as well go shopping if you have time."