Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

The upgrade assessment was completed soon, and Lu Ping naturally wouldn't worry about this.

In the last month of the seventh team, three people broke through to the sixth level of blood refining. The seventh team already had thirty-four disciples who reached the sixth level of blood refining. However, looking at Liu Xianchang’s noncommittal expression, Lu Ping strongly doubted these three. Whether anyone has made a breakthrough by forcibly taking a large amount of pills and spiritual stones, regardless of the drug poison and bloodline tolerance.

In this way, although the guidance and training of the sect will not be lost, this excessive method will also leave the monks with hidden wounds. In the future, breaking through the later stage of blood refining will be difficult compared with ordinary people.

There were still twelve people who reached the seventh level of blood refining, and they didn't bring surprises to Liu Xianchang any more, but the sixth-senior cultivation base broke through to the eighth level and received Liu Xianchang's individual guidance for a total of three days, one hour a day.

Lu Ping remembered that he had seen the sixth senior in the Fang City a few days ago and came for the bronze mirror magical artifact. He wanted to come because of the breakthrough in his cultivation. He was eager to find a magical artifact to deal with the big competition. As for whether the sixth senior already had it. Lu Ping didn't know a magic weapon.

As always, Su Rong stood on the cliff in front of the platform, looking at the twelve disciples who were preparing to participate in the Grand Competition, and said: "This time the Grand Competition, the sect will increase the rewards, and the second-level disciples will reach the late stage of blood refining. , All awards 20 spirit stones; for those who enter the top 64, 40 spirit stones will be awarded; the top 32 will be given 20 pills for improvement; the top 16 will be given a low-level magic weapon One piece; enter the top eight, get the qualifications of inner disciple, and add one hemolytic pill for each person!"

"Hemolytic Pill!"

"It's actually a hemolytic pill! Increase the chance of entering the hemolytic phase!"

"In the past, only to enter the semi-finals to have this honor!"

"The rumors are true, and the sect rewards are really generous this time!"

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Liu Xianchang was very satisfied with the effect he had caused, as if he was the one who made these rules. He coughed softly, and when he saw his disciple turn his attention to him, he continued: "It's not over yet. If you have the ability to enter the semifinals, A middle-level magic weapon; in the final battle, both of them can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose a secret technique; if they win the first prize, they will be rewarded with a real talisman of the forging alchemy period!"

Fu Bao is actually Fu Bao! All the disciples, look at me, and I will look at you. No one said anything this time. They were all shocked, but this is probably only the nine-level cultivation base of the university dean and the second-senior elder who has hope!

Yao Yong, the dean of the university at this time, and Du Feng, the second elder, were already full of eyes and eager to try.

Liu Xianchang seemed to have known this a long time ago, looking at the twelve pairs of round eyes below, remembering that he was also a disciple from the True Spirit School walking step by step, and thinking about the purpose of this competition, he was sighed for no reason!

Lu Ping looked at the other elated disciples. Although it was difficult to conceal the excitement in his heart, Lu Ping couldn't help but wonder why Zongmen doubled the scope of the reward this time, and the reward was generous.

Lu Ping looked at Liu Xianchang, and found that he was a little dazed at first, and then some doubts appeared in his eyes. Obviously Liu Xianchang might know something, but he may not know everything.

Although Lu Ping was excited, he was not dazzled by the generous rewards. There were 20 teams of second-level disciples. Reaching the late stage of blood refining, and even though it has not reached the late stage, but the strength of the top ten disciples of the team, I am afraid there will be more than 200.

With his strength in the late seven layers, he is guaranteed to enter the top sixty-four at most. If you want to add the blood talisman, two magical implements, and the gradually familiar "shu" state spells, perhaps the top sixteen can be spelled. This is still in the case of good luck and not encountering the nine-level disciples of blood refining in advance.

The top eight, hemolytic pills! This is Lu Ping's greatest motivation!

Although his net worth is good, compared to the 9th-level disciples of blood refining, he is really not sure. As far as I know, Yao Yong and Du Feng have at least two artifacts, and the possibility of middle-grade artifacts is not ruled out. The fourth school sister, Shi Lingling, was born into a monk family, with a wealth of wealth and two magical instruments. Although other seniors Lu Ping didn't know it, he didn't dare to underestimate it.

Besides, this is only the seventh team!

Unless he enters the eighth level of refining blood, it may be possible. However, Lu Ping had just entered the seventh floor for more than three months. Although the ghosts and spirits entered the late stage of the seventh floor, he never thought that he would enter the eighth floor smoothly.

Even the dean of the university, Yao Yong, who was praised as a genius by Liu Xianchang, took two and a half years to break through to the eighth floor. The fourth sister Shi Lingling was only thirteen years old when she broke through the seventh floor, and it took two years to break through to the eighth floor. Layer, now at the age of seventeen, she has reached the late eighth layer, but breaking through the ninth layer is nowhere in sight.

Can you enter the eighth floor? Lu Ping shook his head and decided to stop struggling with this question!

The morning sun is like the disciples of the True Spirit Courtyard, revealing powerful vitality to break free from the sky, and the joyful smiling face dyes the entire True Spirit Courtyard with a different color!

The second-level disciple upgrade competition of Zhenling Bieyuan was held in the square of the Bieyuan.

Nine arenas rise in the center of the square, UU reading www.uukānshu. The eight small arenas of com form a circle, guarding a big arena in the center.

Below the central arena, more than 200 second-level disciples were divided into 20 teams, each with a number of different groups, ranging from fourteen to five, but there were also ten teams with the lowest number. Each team is led by an immortal long in hemolysis period.

Outside the eight small arenas, there are already a lot of people. The other disciples who are not qualified to participate in the Zhenling Courtyard and the first and third-level disciples will all look at the second-level disciple's upgrade competition. There are also some other outer disciples, which are enough. Tens of thousands.

In the noisy room, I only heard a clear drink: "The disciples are quiet!"

The entire square was suddenly silent, a middle-aged immortal walked to the central arena, and the hot disciples under the stage were whispering again.

Lu Ping knew that this was the head of the first team, and that the heads of the second-level disciples would all be headed by him. Legend has it that the immortal master already has the mana of the late hemolysis stage. This is the last second-level disciple he has brought, and after that he will take charge of the third-level disciple.

Wang Xianchang looks majestic, he walked to the stage and glanced at him and shouted: "Lead the leader to the central ring! All the disciples and us welcome the real dean!"

Twenty people including Liu Xianchang got up and flew to the ring, saluted the disciples, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the real dean!"

"Haha..." I heard a loud laugh, the sound was not loud, but everyone heard it very clearly: "The disciple upgrades once every five years. I have to bother you to wait here every time. Sorry!"

When the laughter sounded, the dean was still not in sight. When he began to speak, everyone saw three cyan rays shooting in from outside the courtyard. When the words were finished, an old man was already standing on the central ring. Two other middle-aged Taoists followed.

From the beginning to the end, the voices in everyone's ears did not change. If they hadn't watched the old man flying from a distance, they would have thought that the old man would have been standing in the ring and talking.