Metropolitan Super Deity

After sending Feng Jiu away, Ling Fei and Yang Qing sat on chairs, staring at each other.

"What should I do? I asked you not to cause trouble outside, but you refused to listen. Is it okay now?"

Ling Fei rolled his eyes.

"If you don't bully others, you have to let others bully you. Instead of being a coward, it's better to take dangerous measures. Otherwise, how can you make progress?"

Yang Qing glanced at Ling Fei meaningfully.

"Forget it, people like you are monsters, and I can't compare with you. Now that the sect ranking battle is about to begin, what are you going to do?"

"What exactly is this sect ranking war?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but frown and asked. Although he had been in the world of cultivation in his previous life, most of them were casual cultivators and only joined the Shenwu Emperor Palace later in life. He was really not sure about this.

"The Sect Ranking War is only held once every hundred years. Given your age, it's understandable that you don't know. You know, our world of immortality is too huge, so there are various empires , to govern the order of cultivators. But generally speaking, all sects must register from the Ziwei Empire in the center of the continent of cultivators."

"I do know about the Ziwei Empire. It is the most authoritative and powerful country in the entire continent of cultivation."

"That's right! According to the regulations of the Ziwei Empire, every hundred years, our sects will conduct a ranking duel under the supervision of the country where they are located, and select geniuses under the age of thirty to compete in traditional arena competitions. In competitions, the better the ranking, the higher the overall strength of the sect. Hundreds of years ago, Wanjian Sect was only a ninth-rate sect. At that time, our Autumn Wind Valley was still a fifth-rate sect! It’s a pity that the Wanjian Sect has gradually weakened over the years, allowing the Wanjian Sect to catch up from behind.”

Ling Fei completely ignored Yang Qing's emotion. As the saying goes, a team led by wolves is a pack of wolves, and a team led by pigs is a group of pigs. Yang Qing is such a coward, even if he is given a first-class sect, he will still be defeated by him. It's ruined.

"If I win, what will happen to Autumn Wind Valley?"

"According to the ranking rules, if you can win, then our Autumn Wind Valley can become at least a fifth-level sect or above, but I am not optimistic about you."

Ling Fei chuckled.

"You mean, I'm not worthy of this ranking?"

Yang Qing said calmly:

"I know what you are thinking, but I advise you to put away those thoughts. First, in this ranking competition, you cannot use artifacts, not even magic weapons! You should know that in the north of our Dachu , there is a Thunderbolt Hall that mainly specializes in weapon refining, and the true combat power of the disciples in the sect can at least be ranked as a fourth-rate sect, but now they are a ninth-rate sect."

"Second, in this ranking competition, you cannot use your cultivation-improving techniques. Once you use them, it is cheating. Haha, you will only be deprived of the qualification to participate!"

Yang Qing looked at Ling Fei with a smile, as if he was watching a good show.

"Besides the artifacts and your skills to improve your cultivation, what other skills do you have that you can use to fight? To defeat those geniuses you disdain in your eyes?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but frown. Indeed, if he couldn't use the Crazy Demon Burning Body Art or weapons, Ling Fei's strength would be greatly reduced! Because his most important attack method - the Nine Emperors Elemental Formation - and the most powerful body protection method - the Emperor's Nine Suns Battle Armor, are both the methods of the Shenwu Imperial Palace and the Dachu royal family. If he were to compete in a competition Using these two methods is tantamount to seeking death!

And Ling Fei had no way out, because Emperor Chu had said that if he lost, Ling Chi would be executed!

Ling Fei could figure it out with his toes. Mi Yanhua fell in love with him and even wanted to fight Fu Zixun for him in public. This kind of thing already involved the royal family's face. Faced with this kind of thing, only two people could do it. results.

Either Ling Fei works hard to show his worth and gets married to Mi Yanhua, or he dies!

Not to mention Emperor Chu, even if it were Ling Fei, if his daughter was jealous of a man and the man still ignored his daughter, Ling Fei would have come directly to hack him to death!

For Emperor Chu to have such a broad mind, he could be regarded as the king of his generation.

Shaking his head, Ling Fei shook off these messy thoughts. What he needed to seriously consider was how to pass this competition.

If you want to win, you can only rely on strength, especially in this kind of arena, you can only rely on real strength, and there is no room for any sand.

Apart from the Nine Emperors Elemental Array and the Emperor's Nine Yang Battle Armor, Ling Fei only had the Dragon's Eyes that could be used as a move. However, it is impossible to win the championship easily with just one Dragon Eye. It seems that we still need to learn more other techniques.

"Open the Sutra Collection Pavilion for me immediately. I want to go in and practice. Also, send someone to the Cultivators Alliance Guild, thousands of miles away from here. There is an auction house opposite that guild. I am a VIP customer. Ask them to collect some money for me. The best martial arts must be above the earth level, and it is best to have heaven-level skills. I will accept them all without fail."

"Okay. I also have some exercises here that I study on my own. You can take a look. If there are any suitable ones, you can practice them by yourself."

"Um."

Ling Fei took the jade slip from Yang Qing's hand, turned around and headed towards the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

Yang Qing couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"I hope you can fight for my Qiu Feng Valley and bring Qiu Feng Valley back to its former glory!"

From the back hall, a woman in purple clothes and veil walked out with lotus steps. Her beautiful eyes stared out of the hall, with a trace of turbidity in her eyes.

"This son's fate is getting darker and darker. I find that I can no longer see through him. I don't know whether his future will bring destruction or glory to Autumn Wind Valley."

Yang Qing said lightly:

"It doesn't matter. Autumn Wind Valley is already terminally ill. How can it survive for hundreds of years if it continues? If we don't fight to the death and rise from the ashes, then Autumn Wind Valley will be destroyed sooner or later. Rather than being so sick and sick, It’s better to just wait and let him go.”

"Hopefully, it's best to develop for the better."

As for Ling Fei, after entering the Sutra Pavilion, he immediately went to the top floor and started looking for the secret.

Although the Sutra Pavilion was completely opened by Ling Fei, there are still some gate-holding magic formulas that are placed at the top and protected secretly. These foundations cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the disciples at the bottom. Once they are obtained by others, , it would be troublesome to develop a technique specifically to fight against the Autumn Wind Valley.

And Ling Fei didn't like Qiu Feng Valley's skills before, so he never came.

Until today, when he had to use it, he came over to look for something suitable.