Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

While everyone was chatting, some other elders came over and got to know each other with Wu Fan and others.

Wu Fan and others also greeted them with smiles, and soon became mingled with the elders. In this elder area, some laughter could be heard from time to time.

After half a stick of incense, I saw a sword light flying from the horizon. When the sword light landed in the elder area, an old man appeared. This old man was none other than Yao Tianya, the head of Yaowang Valley.

Dozens of elders stood up one after another, bowed to the old man, clasped their fists and said:

"Meet the leader!"

Wu Fan and others also stood up and hugged their fists.

Yao Tianya looked at everyone, smiled slightly, and said:

"Haha, all the elders, please get up! The three-sect disciple competition held every ten years will be held today in our Medicine King Valley. At the same time, several Taoist friends from the Qingfeng Sect and the Weapon Refining Sect have come. Elders, please entertain the guests well. , Don’t let these fellow Taoists think that our Yaowang Valley has not treated you well!”

As soon as Yao Tianya finished speaking, dozens of elders laughed.

Afterwards, Yao Tianya looked at the dozens of disciples and said with a smile:

"Disciples, the competition held every ten years is a rule set by our ancestors of the three sects. Its purpose is to encourage the disciples of our three sects to encourage each other and enhance friendship. It is not to let you fight to the death. Therefore, this time In this competition, while you use all your strength, you must also keep it to the finish line and not harm your life or seriously injure others. Do you remember that?”

When Yao Tianya finished speaking, ninety disciples from the three sects all bent down and cupped their fists:

"Disciple remembers it."

Yao Tianya nodded with a smile, and then said: "The rules of the competition are the same as before. It is still a competition of the same level. The top three disciples of each level are selected, and a total of nine people are ranked. And these nine people, I, Yaowang Valley There are rewards. Moreover, the competition is still based on challenges. The three disciples can challenge each other, and the losers will be eliminated until the top three are ranked! "Do you understand?

"Disciple understands!" The disciples bowed and clasped their fists again.

Yao Tianya nodded, smiled, waved his hand, and said:

"Okay, let's start the competition now. I wish you a good result."

As a result, these ninety disciples came to the bottom of the ring one after another, and the thirty disciples who were at the tenth level of Qi Refining were the first to jump onto the ring. The other disciples at the eleventh level of Qi Refining and the six who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining were the first to jump onto the ring. The ten disciples stayed below the ring.

According to the rules of previous competitions, the top three were determined from lowest to highest, so the ten disciples of the tenth level of Qi Refining from each sect were the first to take the stage.

Afterwards, the competition officially began. The disciples on the stage were all choosing their opponents, and the disciples off the stage were also taking this time to look at each other, trying to see who was weaker. Waiting until they got on the stage He was the first to challenge him.

Around the arena, the thousands of Medicine King Valley disciples were all talking, with excitement in their eyes. They were thinking at the same time, who knows which disciples can get the top three. You know, this time Medicine The rewards given by Wang Gu were very generous. Not only were they given out precious elixirs, but also top-quality magic weapons. In order to show the financial resources of Yao Wang Gu in front of other sect disciples, the preciousness of the rewards in this competition was also It's obvious. At the same time, these disciples also want to see the strength of other sect disciples.

At this time, in the elders' area, the elders were also watching with interest. Wu Fan was also watching the stage, but he was a little embarrassed. Just a few years ago, when he was a disciple, he was just like them, competing with other disciples for rankings, and just wanted to get good results. . But now, I am sitting in the elders' area, watching the disciples on the stage as a senior. This feeling is really indescribable.

While watching, the elders were all chatting with each other, laughing and talking, and the content of their conversations was nothing more than which disciple is good, this little guy will be promising in the future, that little guy's cultivation is pretty solid, etc...

As time passed, more than two hours later, the first round of the Qi Refining Tenth Level Disciple Competition ended, and the rankings came out. Among the top three, the number one ranked disciple was the Weapon Refining Sect disciple. This was a male cultivator, twenty. In his early years, his cultivation level was pretty good, he was not too old, and he was also a physical practitioner.

The second ranked disciple is the Qingfeng Sect disciple. This disciple is also a male cultivator, and he is also a sword cultivator. The mountain he is on is the Hidden Jianfeng, and his strength is equally good.

When he finished the game, Wu Fan, Elder Bai, and Lingyun all laughed. Lingyun looked at the two of them and smiled:

"When we came here, I observed this little guy carefully. During the past few days of flying, this little guy was the only one who was very unsociable. The other disciples were all talking and laughing. Only he hid aside and never interacted with anyone. Conversation, with this disciple’s character, he is very suitable to be a sword cultivator, and he only has his sword in his heart.”

Elder Bai chuckled, nodded and said, "Well, he is a nice little guy. When we go back, I will let him ride on my flying spiritual weapon. I want to ask him some questions."

Hearing this, Lingyun chuckled, covered her mouth and chuckled: "I tell you Elder Bai, this little guy has a master, so don't even think about accepting him as a disciple."

When Elder Bai heard this, he was suddenly startled, and then laughed and said: "Haha, Fairy Lingyun misunderstood. I didn't mean it. I just thought this little guy was good and wanted to give him some advice."

Wu Fan heard the two men's words, shook his head and smiled, without saying anything.

The third place was a female disciple from Yaowang Valley. This disciple was born with a strong spiritual consciousness and could manipulate three flying swords in a row with ease, which was very similar to Chen Yi back then.

After the first round of the competition ended, the second round began immediately. Haoyu, Chen Yi, Ling Wei, and other disciples all went on the stage, and then the official competition began.

When the second round began, Wu Fan and the other two stopped chatting and watched attentively, especially Fairy Lingyun, who was the most nervous because her disciple Ling Wei was on the stage.

As time went by, one disciple after another was eliminated. Among them, Xinyan ranked 15th, Jingyao ranked 12th, Haoran ranked 10th, and Ling Wei ranked 7th. Chen Yi unfortunately did not enter the top three, but ranked fourth. This result was a pity for Wu Fan and the other two. However, Haoyu gave everyone a surprise. He was extremely brave and won all the way and finally won the first place. When Lingyun, Elder Bai, and Wu Fan saw this scene, they all laughed. The other elders around them also clasped their fists and congratulated the three.

After the second round, the last round began. The disciples in this round can be said to be the elites of each sect, and they are also the core disciples of each sect.

Even the head of the sect, Yao Tianya, watched this fight seriously. Of course, he mainly watched the disciples of his own sect, wanting to see which disciple was outstanding, so that he could train him with all his strength and help him advance to the foundation-building stage.

The thousands of disciples sitting on the stage around were also lively, because the disciples participating in this last round were all the celebrities of each sect. It was difficult to see them at ordinary times, let alone watch them fight.

Since the first team of two disciples started fighting, the passion of the cultivators in the entire square was instantly ignited, and today's competition was officially pushed to a climax.

As the games ended, one disciple after another was defeated, and the top three disciples were finally decided. In this round of competition, the first one was actually a disciple from Yaowang Valley. This male disciple was indeed very strong. He was a practitioner of both the Dharma and the body, and he also cultivated a body movement and a powerful boxing technique. He was extremely brave all the way, and the opponents he met were not his enemies.

When Yao Tianya saw this scene, he smiled and nodded, and said a few words to Elder Tian next to him. He thought that he would cultivate this disciple, and it was possible that he would give him the foundation-building pill.

The second one was a disciple from Qingfeng Sect. This disciple was a cultivator from Qingcang Peak and a senior brother of Haoyu. He was also a powerful physical cultivator. Unfortunately, he lost to the disciple from Yaowang Valley in the last game.

However, Wu Fan and the other two were very satisfied with the performance of this disciple. When this disciple competed for the first place in the end, he only lost because he did not know the body movement. He was suppressed by the opponent from beginning to end.

The third place was a disciple from the Weapon Refining Sect. This disciple was actually quite good. He released three top-grade magic swords in a row, and rushed to the end. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met two more powerful monks.

When the competition was over, the thousands of disciples around still had an expression of unsatisfied, and they were also envious of the disciples who rushed into the top three. Not to mention that these disciples would get rewards, when they returned to the sect, the head of the sect would not treat them unfairly.

At this time, all the disciples returned to the elders' area, and Yao Tianya also stood up, said some encouraging words, and asked people to give the rewards to the nine disciples. Since then, the once-in-a-decade three-sect competition has ended.

Elder Bai and Fairy Lingyun also encouraged the thirty disciples of Qingfeng Sect. They also praised Haoyu in particular.

Wu Fan just smiled and nodded to a few people, without saying much, because he really couldn't use his elder's status to encourage his disciples. In his heart, he always felt that it was a bit strange to do so.

At this time, Yao Tianya came to Wu Fan and others, and after chatting with them for a few words, he announced to everyone that the game was over.

At this time, a tall man came from nearby. The man was more than ten feet tall, with well-developed muscles, short hair, dark face, and dull expression, like a human-shaped beast. And this man was none other than the Iron Tower.

When the Iron Tower came to the crowd, he directly cast his eyes on Wu Fan, and saw him say in a muffled voice:

"I want to fight you again!!"

When the Iron Tower's voice fell, everyone in the elders' area cast their eyes here, with surprise in their eyes. They didn't understand why this big fool wanted to fight with the elders of Qingfengmen.

And the old demon Yan in the distance smiled "hehe", with a gloating expression in his eyes.