I Just Want To Be Quiet

Arranging a small word to act as a handyman, Pei Ling suddenly thought of something: "By the way, the origin of the blood river sword is hidden in the Tired Knife, so quickly take it out and use it!"

He was busy taking out the horrible knife from the storage bag.

The bone knife, which was originally pale white, was completely red at this moment, as if it was stained with blood.

The entire knife was originally only cold, but now it was full of strong hostility, and even the weight of the knife had become a lot smaller.

Seeing this, Pei Ling couldn't help being stunned. He immediately discovered that the origin of the Blood River Sword could not be taken out!

This source of power was completely absorbed by the Knife Sword, and the two are now integrated. If they are forcibly taken out, it will inevitably lead to the shattering of the Knife Sword.

Suspended for a while, Peiling frowned, picked up the horrible knife, waved it a few times, and found that it was actually a powerful increase. With only a little effort, the blade will become alive, sharp and cold.

If there is no rune protection around the martial arts field, I am afraid that a random blow will damage most of the entire Lanchun Courtyard.

"Not bad." Pei Ling was very satisfied. Although the origin of the Blood River Sword can no longer be used for other purposes, it is also a good thing to be able to strengthen his main weapon.

In the following days, he stayed at home, except for practicing alchemy.

Occasionally researching small words, I found that this nine-level qi training resentful soul has a total of four spells. One is the scream of the resentful soul city, which can shock the soul; the second is the soul claw, once caught, Physical damage is still second. The key is that the soul must be traumatized. The light one is dizzy, and the serious soul is broken on the spot, and the body is dead. The third is the soul eater, which can be restored and even grown by devouring the same kind. It is possessed and can only be used on monks with a low cultivation base and weak souls, and can control the opponent in a short time.

"At critical moments, it can be used to hit the opponent by surprise." Pei Ling said in his heart, "but I have to meet real masters, such as Tang Nanzhai."

After he taught some basic conversations and common sense through ghost control, his main focus was on continuing to improve his cultivation.

A month later, Pei Ling once again brought many pills to the Culan Xiaoyuan.

It may be because of Jin Sumian's matter. When Zheng Jingshan saw him this time, he still had some lingering anger, and he didn't mean anything "good" at all. He settled the spirit stone in a satisfactory manner, which made Pei Ling secretly relieved.

He was really afraid that Senior Brother Zheng would buy him a bunch of Pills for Peiyuan Pill, Qi-Blood Pill, and Requiem Pill for a big price.

After picking up the spirit stone and taking the materials prepared by Zheng Jingshan, Pei Ling quickly left the inner gate and returned to the Lanchun Courtyard to continue practicing and alchemy...

Time passed in a hurry. In the third month, Pei Ling's cultivation base had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, and the preliminary round of the Outer Gate Competition had officially started!

The Outer Gate Competition of the Chongming Sect is held every ten years, and all disciples in the later stage of Qi training can participate.

There are many peaks in the outer gate, and there are three rounds of preliminary rounds, all of which are held on their main peaks.

Pei Ling specifically mentioned that he went to the Deacon's Hall to inquire about Jiang Liang. Although Shengzong did not require his disciples to live on the mountain that he assigned, he had to go to Huaiyin Peak, which was registered when he entered the sect, when he participated in the preliminary competition.

Since entering the Chongmingzong, Pei Ling has either been running around or staying at Danfeng. As for Huaiyin Peak, he is unfamiliar.

After returning to Huaiyin Peak this time, he first went to Zhushitang and asked about the location of the preliminary match before hurriedly heading to Doufatai.

At this time, the Doufatai was already three circles inside and three circles full of people.

Just look carefully, and you will find that most of them are mid-stage Qi training disciples, and some of them are only in the seventh stage of Qi-training stage.

The disciples above the eighth level of Qi practice are actually quite rare.

Judging from the whispers of these people, most of them are watching the excitement and have no intention of coming to power at all.

This made Pei Ling a little confused, but he still walked behind a seventh-level Qi training monk and began to line up.

Since there were not many people interested in participating, it was his turn soon.

The person in charge of the registration was a thin-faced middle-aged monk, whose aura was so tight that he couldn't see his strength, and he asked without raising his head: "Name, cultivation level?"

"Peiling," said Peiling, "training for nine levels."

The monk had just written a stroke in Zihao's hand, he immediately paused and looked up at Pei Ling, "Pei Ling in Luquan City?"

Seeing Peiling nod, he narrowed his eyes and continued to register for Peiling.

Finally pushed a bamboo tube forward, "Pump it."

Pei Ling took a lottery in hand, which read [A·12].

According to Jiang Liang, the rules for the three preliminary rounds are the same. First draw, and then go one-on-one. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated.

The rules are very simple, strength is important, and luck is also very important.

"A-shaped ring, number 12, your opponent is A-shaped ring, number eleven." The monk glanced at the lottery and explained, "After everyone has drawn the lottery, the big competition will begin immediately. , You first go to the A-shaped ring and wait. Remember, if you don’t go to the stage three times by calling your name, it is regarded as giving up."

"Yes!"

Watching Pei Ling leave, the monk's expression was flat, and a few more people were registered, and he saw a monk with a pale face and a gloomy look slowly stepping forward: "Tian Congheng, practice nine levels of Qi."

Seeing that his name was registered, Tian Congheng was about to reach out to draw a lottery, but the middle-aged monk got a lottery for him first.

"A eleven." He threw the lottery to Tian Congheng, "The previous Outer Sect Tournament, can't help but use any means, even if you kill your opponent, you won't be punished by the sect."

Tian Congheng glanced at each other in surprise, then revealed a bloodthirsty smile, turned around, and strode towards the Jiazi ring.

The middle-aged monk smiled slightly when he saw this, and turned his head to the side of the handyman: "Go tell Aunt Xiao, Si Guang’s nephew’s grudge, I will avenge her. In return, I want her to save money for Si Guang’s nephew. That spirit stone."

He is the son of Li Ping and one of Li Siguang's uncles.

Although he didn't care about his nephew's death, since he met the murderer and could still take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, naturally he would not let it go.

...Peiling waited beside the A-shaped ring.

The competition is very lively. Although it has not yet started, there are already crowds near the ring.

Some people sit on the spot and start betting on the winner of the preliminary round.

Pei Ling originally wanted to buy himself to win and make a small profit, but when asked in the past, the dealer didn't list him at all...

However, although I have never heard of Pei Ling's name, I can see that Pei Ling's cultivation base is higher than his own, so the dealer's attitude is quite friendly: "This brother, I don't know which ring Pei Ling is you want to suppress? What cultivation base? What is your major? Weapon grade? Mastery of escape spells? And..."

"Peiling is just a rubbish. What does it have to do with this kind of thing from the outer door? Still suppressing him?" Before the voice fell, a sneer suddenly came not far away, "The dealer, you don't think you have burnt more spirit stones. hand?"

Pei Ling turned his head and glanced, but saw a man looking at him with a modified look and contempt. In front of him, Sun Yinglan was dressed in beautiful clothes, surrounded by green beads, dressed in gorgeous clothes, surrounded by dogs, and Pei Hongnian was among them.

Seeing Peiling, Pei Hongnian frowned: "Peiling! Where have you been during this time? Why can't I find you everywhere?"

Pei Ling hasn't answered yet. Zhao Yan, who had spoken sarcastically before, has already said: "Hehe, you clearly promised Sister Sun to go all out to draw the talisman for Sister Sister, and there is still time to find you this trash cousin in private? Pei Hongnian, you really didn't. Take Senior Sister Sun to your heart!"