Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

However, when everyone stepped onto the cloud boat, Li Guanqi saw the guy who had been grating on his nerves for the past month, Gao Qiwen!

But Li Nanting patted him on the shoulder, not saying much.

He glanced at his master, understanding in his heart.

This slovenly man definitely had many stories, but those within the sect who knew about it were unwilling to speak.

It was as if they couldn't bear to reopen someone's scars.

Moreover, Li Guanqi also noticed that after boarding the cloud boat, the man had returned to his usual silence, sitting alone in the corner drinking wine.

Li Guanqi sat cross-legged on the deck of the cloud boat, closing his eyes and focusing his mind, comprehending the newly learned movement technique and the subtleties of the Ziwei Exorcism Sword.

The other disciples were excitedly discussing the Hundred Sects Tournament, but only Li Guanqi and his group of four were quietly cultivating.

The man sat in the corner, looking at the four through his messy hair, muttering, "Resilience is really good... I just don't know if fewer people can die in this session..."

"Right... Nanting."

An old man in white robes embroidered with purple lightning patterns stood beside the man, speaking softly.

"Qiwen, so many years have passed, haven't you let go of that anger in your heart?"

The man smiled wryly and shook his head, sighing softly, "I haven't let go, and I can't let go."

"If I let go, a person will lose their purpose and be completely useless."

"It depends on whether I can vent this anger..."

Li Nanting smiled slightly upon hearing this, looking at the young man with the sword box on his back on the deck, and said softly, "This time... there might be a chance!"

The man surprisingly did not retort, but nodded very seriously, and said softly.

"He is the most outstanding disciple I have seen in the sect in three hundred years!"

The journey was very monotonous, but the four people on the deck, apart from waking up to eat something, sat together to exchange insights on cultivation.

Li Guanqi keenly noticed the changes in several elders and whispered.

"The Hundred Sects Tournament... might be more brutal than we imagined."

"So we must not be careless, we must be careful, careful, and careful!"

The others nodded, and even the honest Lin Dong said with a smile, "But there shouldn't be many who are more shrewd than us now..."

"After all, Old Gao's venomous tongue may not be pleasant to hear, but it has really broadened my horizons!"

Ye Feng curled his lips and glanced at the figure in the corner, couldn't help but curse: "I don't know how he trained that mouth of his, how can it be so venomous!"

The others all deeply felt this, and they all nodded in agreement.

Then Li Guanqi said softly: "Okay, there are still seven days to Tianyu Pass on this trip, I will go into seclusion."

"You guys also relax, don't continue to cultivate, sort out what you have learned recently."

The others nodded solemnly upon hearing this, besides Gao Qiwen's venomous tongue.

The three were even more shocked by the powerful strength shown by Li Guanqi!

Even if Li Guanqi suppressed his realm to the middle stage, the three of them together were still suppressed and beaten by him alone!

Only Ye Feng could exchange a few moves, but he would soon be defeated.

Moreover, after this period of getting along, they found that Ye Feng seemed a little unreliable.

But his comprehension ability was second only to Li Guanqi, as long as he made a mistake once, Ye Feng would never make it a second time!

This may sound ordinary, but if someone can really do it, it is a very terrifying thing.

This also shows that Ye Feng's demands on himself have almost reached a perverted level from the bottom of his heart!

In the small group of people, Li Guanqi became the core unconsciously.

Even Ye Feng, who was always lazy, regarded him as the object of his cultivation pursuit.

Li Guanqi sat cross-legged in the quiet room, holding his hand in the void without using any elemental power, practicing the eighteen sword moves of the Ziwei Exorcism Sword again and again.

It has to be said that compared to the Qinglian Tiangang Sword that he cultivated at the beginning, after the sword art was deduced by the sword spirit.

The gap between the two sword techniques is not a star and a half.

He hasn't opened the Hundred Heroes Illusion Realm during this period, the reason is very simple.

He has very few spirit stones left on his body, besides his daily cultivation, he has no more spirit stones to use.

Fortunately, the Star Pivot Thunder Vine he got from the Mo Family's Mechanical City last time can guarantee that the altar of the Thunder Dragon Egg will be maintained for a year and a half.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do.

After this period of observation, he found that the Thunder Dragon Egg seemed to be a circle larger than before, and the purple scales wrapped outside the eggshell also faintly had a shimmering light.

This made him very gratified, otherwise, he would really feel a little distressed if so many resources were invested.

Hearing that Li Guanqi was in seclusion, no one else came to disturb him.

Seven days later.

Li Guanqi slowly woke up from his cultivation state, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and walked out of the quiet room refreshed.

As soon as he came out, he found that they had appeared in a mountain range.

Surrounded by peaks, lush vegetation.

A thin layer of mist floated over the mountains in the early morning, and the spiritual energy was considered abundant.

Qin Xian saw that everyone was there, and said softly.

"This Hundred Sects Tournament, I believe you have all heard some from the elders in the sect, so I won't talk nonsense."

"This year's competition system is similar to the previous ones, it is still two-on-two battles between monks of the same realm, and the competition is layer by layer."

"And the points system for the disciples' wins and losses in each realm is also different."

"The early stage of foundation building wins one point, the middle stage wins two points, and the late stage wins three points."

Everyone nodded upon hearing this, this points system was the first time they had heard of it.

However, this is also more reasonable, after all, the realm is different, and the points cannot be the same.

But what Qin Xian said next made Li Guanqi frown.

"But if you lose, the points will be doubled!"

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples were in an uproar!

Someone asked, "Elder Qin, if this is the case, it is difficult to accumulate points!"

The old man's face was full of solemnity, nodded slightly and said: "That's right, it's very difficult to accumulate."

"So the total points correspond to the sect ranking, which represents the overall strength of the disciples in a sect."

"If some disciples are not strong enough and keep losing, then even if there are only a few people."

"It is enough to drag down the sect's points ranking!"

All the participants felt a heavy weight on their shoulders, and an invisible pressure enveloped everyone!

However, at this time, Li Guanqi casually asked a question.

Qin Xian pondered for a while and then gave an answer, then smiled and said: "Okay, no matter what, just do your best."