Mind Cultivation Record

With a certain look on his face, Xiao Mian came back to his senses...

At this time, there were more people on the top of Chengen Tower.

According to the information left by the Heavenly Lords from all directions, Xiao Mian discovered that this group of people were monks from all walks of life. Some of them were familiar to Xiao Mian, and some were unknown to Xiao Mian.

After all, Xiao Mian has been away for sixty years!

Although monks live a long life, sixty years is enough time for a new generation to replace the old one.

The first ones to find Xiao Mian were Zhu Yanji and Bihunji.

The White Bone Lady fell in the Great Heavenly Tribulation, and the Black Evil Lady fell in the Hunyuan Dao Tradition. The four great sage queens who once made a name for themselves in the cultivation world of Western Shu State are now the only two left.

Xiao Mian didn't push back and directly dispensed two points of Hunyuan Gold Liquid.

Zhu Yanji was not polite. She swallowed the bit of Hunyuan Gold Liquid but did not leave. Instead, she pointed behind her. Xiao Mian then looked behind Zhu Yanji.

Behind Zhu Yanji were four female cultivators, one of whom was veiled.

"Little brother! You won't favor one over the other, will you?"

"What did the eldest sister say? It's just these few..."

"This is the new generation of the Four Saints of the Netherworld - Fenghuaxueyue!"

But it was Bihunji who was so quick to explain.

Wind, flowers, snow and moon, dark wind, broken flowers, cold snow and cold moon.

The name sounds nice together, but when separated, it just feels bitingly cold.

Who makes people become ghost monks?

Besides, this new generation of the four great saints are all at the initial level of Nascent Soul, which is much better than Zhu Yanji's generation back then.

Xiao Mian was not stingy either, giving each person a little Hunyuan Gold Liquid.

The other three people paid it back, but the masked Yin Feng made Xiao Mian take another look. Suddenly his expression changed drastically, and Xiao Mian grabbed Yin Feng's wrist.

"Ling'er! How could you..."

"..., you have admitted the wrong person!" Yin Feng turned around to leave, but Xiao Mian refused to give in. "Either you take off your veil and let me see. If Xiao admits the wrong person, he should apologize to fellow Taoist in person. But, Xiao I won’t admit my mistake—Tuo Ba Ling!”

"Xiao Mian!"

"Sister! This is none of your business! This is between me and her!" As he spoke, Xiao Mian reached out and touched the gauze in front of Yin Feng before wanting to take it off. Yin Feng sighed quietly: "Brother Xiao! The past has been forgotten! Why do we need to meet each other?"

"..., Ling'er! What happened? Who did it?"

"Hmph! Who else could it be? It's Ling'er's cousin and your former good brother - Tuoba Lan! Not only did he kill Ling'er, but he also joined forces to kill the eldest sister!"

"Tuo-ba-lan!"

With one word, Xiao Mian let go of Yin Feng's veil and let go of her hand.

Seeing Yin Feng retreating behind Zhu Yanji, Xiao Mian took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhu Yanji, asking her to secretly give it to Yin Feng.

The past has changed! Now that we have turned the page, why do we need to meet each other?

Did the Tuoba saint who once had a deep affection for me really let go of everything in the past, or did she simply not want to embarrass herself?

If she could really let go, Xiao Mian would be happy to see it happen.

It’s just——Tuoba Lan, you are so cruel!

After seeing off the ghost monks, Buddhist monks came one after another.

A group of Buddhist cultivators were led by Guihai, and the brothers reunited, all without saying a word.

Xiao Mian divided out three points of Hunyuan Gold Liquid and gave them to Guihai. When Guihai was refining these three points of Hunyuan Gold Liquid, Xiao Mian's eyes swept across a group of Buddhist monks.

The spiritual monk was originally dead, and one of the three outstanding figures in Buddhism was missing. Fortunately, the little nun Miao Shan came up from behind and kept pace with the war monk Huijing and the blind monk Zen Yin.

Under the two monks and one nun, the fox demon Zi Ning is unparalleled.

These are all old acquaintances, so Xiao Mian will naturally not be stingy, not to mention they were brought by Guihai. There is a saying that you don’t look at the face of the monk to look at the face of the Buddha.

After the Ghost Way and the Buddhist Way are settled, Xi Shuzhou is finally settled.

Next, is Northern Weizhou.

The first person reached the sky in one step and appeared in front of Xiao Mian.

When Xiao Mian saw this, he smiled dumbly.

"Brother Moyin! Are you okay?"

"Brother Xiao! You are really fine!" He walked up to Xiao Mian and looked at Xiao Mian, who was at the top level of Yuanying. He was also the demon seal of the top level of Yuanying. He said with emotion: "I'm really looking forward to it! Yin has been waiting for Brother Xiao to catch up, but Brother Xiao has been waiting for him. Now, the wait is finally over!"

As he spoke, the Demon Seal was filled with great momentum and fighting spirit.

On the top of Chengen Tower, the situation was tense.

Only Xiao Mian faced the impact of the demon seal head-on, remaining calm.

"Brother Moyin! It's not conducive to fight at this moment! Please allow Brother Moyin to tolerate me for a few days. When I finish this period of work, I will fight Brother Moyin. How about it?"

"good!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the momentum of the demon seal disappeared.

The next moment, Xiao Mian dispensed a stream of Hunyuan Gold Liquid and sent it to the Demon Seal. The Demon Seal took it without being polite and dispensed some Demon Joy to his colleagues.

The devil died in grief, and one person was missing.

Then came Soochow Prefecture, where Zi Yihou and Ye Piaoling came together.

After some arrangement, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

These were monks from Western Shu, Northern Wei, and Eastern Wu, as well as demon cultivators from all over the world, who came to ask for the Hunyuan Gold Liquid. Xiao Mian responded to his request.

Anyway, as he said: There are a lot of these things in my own land!

Looking at the heroes from all over the world gathered at the top of Chengen Tower, Xiao Mian had a thought in his mind.

"Fellow Taoists!" He opened his mouth to attract everyone's attention, and Xiao Mian said what he was thinking: "It's rare that all of you Taoist friends come from thousands of miles away to gather in Wan Zong City, South Vietnam. This is a once-in-a-lifetime blessing. Xiao is not talented, so I think Use force to make friends!”

"Xiao Mian! How do you want to compare?"

It's the magic seal, impatient.

"Brother Moyin, please be patient! It's impossible to talk about competition! I want to copy the competition format of the Tiandu Martial Arts Association and hold a South Vietnamese sword fighting competition!"

As soon as Xiao Mian said this, everyone on the top of Chengen Tower looked at each other.

Xiao Mian, are you planning to play a big game?

The Tiandu Martial Arts Tournament is a grand event in the spiritual world that takes place every hundreds of years. It is precisely because Tiandu City is fully responsible for the preparation and responsibility that it is called the Tiandu Martial Arts Tournament!

Now Xiao Mian is going to hold a South Vietnamese sword fighting competition, and he clearly wants to fight against each other.

Looking at the monks at the top of Cheng'en Tower, except for Tiandu City and Dutian Peak, they are indeed full of talents. Compared with the Tiandu Martial Arts Association back then, they are no less generous.

"The competition will be held in three realms. The top 100 will be won by Foundation Establishment, and the top ten will be won by Golden Elixir. As for the Nascent Soul realm, Mr. Xiao is waiting for you to compete - the prizes will be huge!"

As soon as Xiao Mian said these words, everyone who was still not interested in fighting suddenly became energetic. This means that they will gain both fame and fortune!

Ordinary people can just give it up, but peak monks like Moyin have an increasingly high fighting spirit and stronger fighting spirit. He can finally have a fair fight with Xiao Mian!

Soon, news of the South Vietnam Sword Fighting Club spread throughout Wan Zong City.

Ren Tianzun heard this, although he was a little surprised, but he had no objection. This South Vietnam Sword Fighting Meeting was successfully held, and it will definitely make South Vietnam's reputation even higher.

I just don’t know whether that kid can hold the scene!

The sword fighting meeting was scheduled for a month later. After all, the practice world is vast and there are always monks who cannot arrive in a short time.

What's more, for a monk, a month is fleeting.

During this month, Xiao Mian took it upon himself to build a pyramid-like duplex competition platform on the vast plain east of Wanzong City.

The entire competition stage is divided into nine levels, and there is only one competition stage on the top level.

There are three competition stages on the second floor in a three-legged arrangement, on the third floor there are nine competition stages in a three-three grid, and so on, up to the first floor.

The number of competition stages on the ninth floor has reached 6,561!

In the nine-layer competition platform, the lower three floors are used by Foundation Establishment monks for competition, the middle three floors are used by Jindan monks for competition, and the upper three floors are used by Nascent Soul monks for competition.

By analogy, the number increased dramatically to meet the needs of all monks.

January is approaching, and Xiao Mian is done.

Everyone looked at the pyramid-like competition platform and pointed at it, thinking that it was just for the low-level monks to collapse, but for the high-level monks to fight, they were not allowed to dismantle the competition platform?

How did they know: Xiao Mian's generosity?

Despite the ease with which Xiao Mian cut those materials, a full blow from the Yuan Ying Patriarch might not be able to destroy the materials used to build the competition platform.

These materials were all developed by Xiao Mian and Feitian Sect using the secret techniques of Ksitigarbha. They are top-quality city-building materials, hard and strong, and can be called indestructible.

Therefore, Xiao Mian jokingly called it diamond!

January is over and the sword fight begins.

The process of this sword fighting meeting was copied from the Tiandu Martial Arts Association. The monks competed in three major realms. Because there were so many people at the beginning, there had to be an elimination round.

Fortunately, there are enough competition stages. After a battle, the winner will stay and the loser will leave.

There are as many as 200,000 monks from all sides participating in the foundation-building competition. The vast majority of them are local monks in Nanyue Prefecture, and there are also a few foreign monks.

More than 6,000 competition stages are open at the same time, like a horse walking through flowers, like clouds and flowing water.

After eleven consecutive elimination rounds, the list of the top 100 for the foundation period was determined.

At this point, the competition system has changed from a brutal knockout round to a relatively peaceful round-robin competition.

Hundreds of people compete against each other, two against each other, and fifty round-robin matches are held at the same time. This process alone cannot determine the ranking in a short time.

Fortunately, at the same time, the competition at the Golden Core Realm also began to take place.

The number of monks participating in the Jindan Competition has dropped sharply to around ten thousand.

After the same ten elimination rounds, only the top ten Jindan remained.

These ten golden elixir monks are almost all rising stars from various forces.

Among them are Pu Mingyu, a disciple of Bai Qiye, Ling Ruohan, a rising star in Ba Dao City, Yuan Jue, a Buddhist novice, Ren Yimo, a golden elixir from Huoyunling, Xiu Momei, a female from the Heavenly Demon Palace, Li Xingyan, the son of Li Jingnian, the Taoist Master of Vacuum Tao, and Jin, a disciple of Jin family in Tianlu Valley. William, Hua Qingcheng from the Seven Emotions Demon Palace, Yu Xueyan from the Perfect Sect, and Fu Lei from Xihai Sanxiu.

These ten golden elixirs compete with each other and refuse to give in to each other.

The excitement was even greater than that of the Tiandu Martial Arts Competition back then.

A group of Nascent Soul Ancestors stood on the highest level of the competition stage, smiling at the situation.

To be honest, the ten golden elixirs who are fighting against each other below are all disciples of these Yuanying ancestors on the stage. All the Yuanyings are pointing and looking at the success and failure of their respective disciples, and at the same time they can also be a disciple. Referee, judge the gains and losses.

Ten golden elixirs compete in pairs and are divided into five games.

One of them was Park Mingyu versus Yu Xueyan.

Pu Mingyu has reached the peak of the sixth level of cultivation, but due to being imprisoned by the bloodline of the demon clan, he has been unable to break through to the realm of the seventh level demon cultivator.

Unable to transform, he could only ascend to the competition stage in the form of a fish demon.

Looking at the jade and snowy face, the icy skin and jade skin, the flowery face and snowy face, it looks like the person in the fairy painting. Even Xiao Mian saw it and had to secretly praise: beautiful!

This Yuxueyan is said to be the contemporary goddess of the Perfect Sect, and she truly deserves her reputation.

It's just that a martial arts competition is different from a beauty pageant. Yu Xueyan is good-looking, and she may have had an advantage against other cultivators of the opposite sex, but it was of no use against Pu Mingyu.

In Park Mingyu's aesthetics, Yuxueyan is not beautiful at all!

To say she's not beautiful would be putting it mildly, she's simply ugly...

Therefore, Park Mingyu was not affected by Yu Xue's appearance at all, and he just pushed his "Drunk Life, Dreams and Death Sword Art" to the extreme.

One hand holds a sword, the other holds wine, a sip of spiritual wine, and a sword light.

Showing no mercy, Pu Mingyu pressed Yu Xueyan step by step, forcing her into danger. Yu Xueyan secretly hated her, but was helpless.

In the end, he had to take the initiative to surrender and retreat from the competition stage.

Before Pu Mingyu could be happy, several eyes on the five competition stages focused on Pu Mingyu, making Pu Mingyu feel horrified but inexplicable.

At the top, Master Bai Qi looked in his eyes and snorted secretly.

"It seems that this little lady from the Perfection Cult is quite popular, right?"

"Seventh Master! Don't tell me! If this girl is proficient in the magic of magic, it will be incredible! That is why Mingyu has a pure temperament, so he is not affected by her." Xiao Mian said to himself as he looked at the competition stage below. Said to himself: "Just watch! The other people will definitely suffer some losses at the hands of this woman! You guys might as well train her well when you go back!"

as expected!

In the next few battles, Yu Xueyan easily defeated Li Xingyan of Vacuum Dao, Ling Ruohan of Ba Daocheng, and Jin William of Tianlu Valley, winning three games in a row and winning three cities in a row.

Li Jingnian, Ye Piaoling and Xie Lingfeng looked a little worried.

The three of them disappeared, obviously going to teach the three disciples a lesson.

Looking at the field again, Yu Xueyan, after taking a break, faced off against Fu Lei, a casual cultivator from Xihai.

"Xihai Loose Cultivator? That's interesting!" Seeing Fu Lei, Xiao Mian asked the group of Nascent Soul Ancestors around him: "Does any of you know this kid?"

A circle of Nascent Soul Ancestors all shook their heads in denial.

Seeing this, Xiao Mian's inner suspicion became more and more certain.

It's just that her surname is okay, but what's the matter with her name Lei?

Xiao Mian was thinking this, and the battle between Yu Xueyan and Fu Lei had already begun.

Yu Xueyan used the "Supreme Good Heart Sutra" as her method and the "Bingxin Jade Jue" as her technique. The combination of magic and magic was even better than Yu Wushuang's back then.

A set of magical equipment is also among the best and should not be underestimated.

Otherwise, the three people before would not have been easily captured by Yu Xueyan.

Looking at Fu Lei again, his hands were empty and he had nothing to offer.

Yu Xueyan, however, did not dare to look down upon her at all. How could a person who could fight his way out of nearly ten thousand Jindan monks and reach the top ten be a loser?

With a scream, Yu Xueyan threw out the magic weapon in her hand - the Jade Snow Fan.

The jade and snow fan is a top-level magic weapon, as jade and snow, as natural as nature.

The jade-like Yu Xueyan held a jade-like jade snow fan, and with a slight fanning, a jade-like brilliance rose up. The brilliance spread throughout the competition stage, and Yu Xueyan's graceful figure disappeared in the brilliance. , there is only one Fu Lei left on the competition stage.

Fu Lei was neither impatient nor impatient, and stood there calmly.

Yu Xueyan's invisibility is extremely good, even Fu Lei can't see through it, but so what, unless Yu Xueyan voluntarily abandons the game, she must take action.

Once she takes action, the so-called invisibility will be self-defeating.

Fu Lei is confident that he will defeat Yu Xueyan before he defeats him!

At the same time, the other four competition stages are in full swing. Only in this competition stage, the jade snowy face disappears like snow, and the thunder is unmoving like a mountain.

It's been like this for a long time...

"Phew! These two people, are they trying to outlast each other?"

"That little lady is just shooting herself in the foot!" Master Bai Qi smiled calmly: "If she encounters an ordinary opponent, her move will indeed have miraculous effects, but she encountered such a soft-hearted opponent. Guy. If it continues like this, it doesn't matter to Fu Lei. Even if Yu Xueyan has the power of the magic weapon, she will still have to lose her true energy. If she doesn't find a way to break the situation as soon as possible, Yu Xueyan's defeat is certain!"

As soon as Bai Qiye finished speaking, something unexpected happened on the competition stage.

Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the competition stage without melting.

More and more snowflakes continued to fall, scattered throughout the competition stage, faintly arranged into a mysterious formation, trapping Fu Lei in the formation.

"Huh? Is this little lady preparing a formation?"

"If that's the case, she took the advantage and Fu Lei fell into the background."

"Not necessarily! As the saying goes, adapting to the ever-changing situation by remaining unchanged, judging from Fu Lei's appearance, he is not afraid of any tricks Yu Xueyan will play - let's see how she responds!"

All the Nascent Soul Ancestors saw it interestingly and started talking about it.

Only Xiao Mian's thoughts moved slightly, and the spiritual eyes between his eyebrows moved quietly. The invisible sight shrouded Fu Lei's body, and he saw a group of colorful purples and reds.

really!

But how could those two people get together?

Just when Xiao Mian was thinking this, Yu Xueyan quietly appeared.

Standing at the other end of the competition stage, Yu Xueyan panted slightly. Obviously, setting up this formation that trapped Fu Lei to death would take a lot of losses on Yu Xueyan.

The next moment, Yu Xueyan spoke.

"Sister Fu! Please surrender!" Yu Xueyan is not only beautiful, but also has an even more beautiful voice. As soon as she opens her mouth, she astonishes the entire audience. Fu Lei remains unmoved. Yu Xueyan says nicely: "Little sister, it's freezing cold here. It’s definitely not ordinary, even if Yuanying Ancestor is trapped in it, he can’t get out of it easily. If Sister Fu doesn’t believe it, you can try it! But breaking this formation is by no means ordinary. If Daoist Fellow Fu loses too much, it will not be good for him!”

Yu Xueyan seemed to be thinking about Fu Lei, but in fact she wanted to force Fu Lei to defeat.

Of course, Yu Xueyan's words are not unreasonable.

In a round-robin match like this - especially in consecutive round-robin matches, if you know you are losing or unable to win, it is also a necessary strategy to take the initiative to admit defeat.

Preserving your strength and grabbing points from others is the best strategy.

After some attempts, it still fails, which will hinder the subsequent game process.

Yu Xueyan's words were not only heard by Fu Lei, but also by the many Nascent Soul Ancestors on the stage, and the hundreds of thousands of spectators who were watching were all aware of it.

For a time, the reputation of the Jade Fairy for her compassion spread like wildfire.

When Xiao Mian heard this, he was indifferent - he was usually most annoyed by the fairy's tricks!

From this point of view, this Yu Xueyan has won the mantle of Yu Wushuang, but unfortunately, her deliberate plan has no effect in front of Fu Lei.

On the contrary, it was Yu Xueyan himself who set up a freezing formation, causing considerable losses.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Lei, Fu Lei moved.

With one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, Fu Lei shouted without saying a word.

The next moment, divine thunder descended from the sky, spiritual fire surged from the earth, the sky thunder hooked the earth fire, the earth fire burned the sky thunder, and the entire competition stage was plunged into a sea of ​​thunder, light and fire.

Fu Lei, calm and composed, with jade and snow-like face, the beauty of his face is eclipsed.

All the onlookers' expressions changed, and they were worried about their Jade Fairy.

Even the faces of many Nascent Souls on the stage changed slightly when they saw this scene.

So domineering - the thunder and earth fire formation!