Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 248 The Ten Thousand Swords Club Begins

Later, before the Wanjian meeting started, Shen Zhiyu kept his word and only went out twice, and the rest of the time he stayed in the Jinyu courtyard to heal his wounds and cultivate with peace of mind.

There are many rules in Wanjianhui. Almost all medicines, talismans, arrays, and spiritual pets are banned. Generally speaking, they are not allowed to use this, and they are not allowed to use that. It can be regarded as a pure competition of combat power , so Shen Zhiyu did not make various preparations this time as he did every time he went out.

Of course, ordinary monks are not allowed to use it, but miscellaneous cultivators who specialize in pills, talismans, formations, and beast control can use it.

Moreover, on this competition stage, in order not to attract attention, Shen Zhiyu's Tianling Orb, which can continuously replenish the real energy in her body, has to be used cautiously. In case others find out, she may be in a precarious situation, and one day she may be overwhelmed again A wave of straw.

So every day except when practicing, Shen Zhiyu does not let the Tianlingzhu release the spiritual energy in the dantian.

However, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, and it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. I am used to having the celestial spirit beads to replenish my true energy all the time, but now it suddenly changes. Period monks use.

But there's no way around that, the aura of the venue where the Wanjian Society is held is not as good as here.

Apart from practicing, Shen Zhiyu spends the rest of his time thinking about how to combine the advice he got before with his own situation. When he feels bored, he just sees whether the moon and Hongdou are awake, and then thinks about the abducted little flower , and finally tease the aloof and withdrawn Qingya.

However, both Yue Yue and Hong Dou are still in deep sleep, one promoted and the other healed, and Xiao Hua, who has not signed a contract, no matter how much Shen Zhiyu misses him, he can't feel it. There was no other way, the baby responded at the beginning, but later pretended not to hear.

Shen Zhiyu was really tired. Didn't everyone say that the sword spirit's personality is up to the master?But although she has a mild personality and hates troubles a little, she is not withdrawn and indifferent. Why did this guy become like this?She was so cute when she was young.

Fortunately, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the Wanjian Society was about to start.

Other monks watching the fun can go later, but players like Shen Zhiyu who participate in the battle have to arrive early.

Shen Zhiyu got up early in the morning and rushed to the place outside the sect that he had agreed with Qin Xi.

After leaving the sect, she was finally able to fly with the sword again. Standing on the sword, Shen Zhiyu looked at the vast green forest below her with green eyes, and felt at ease.

Among the sects, there are quite a few monks participating in the Ten Thousand Swords Club, and most of them set off for the new venue of the Ten Thousand Swords Club at this time—Sword Valley, so they met many fellow disciples along the way.

Being of the same family and on the same road, they naturally went together. Soon, Shen Zhiyu and Qin Xi's two-person team expanded to a dozen or twenty, flying in mid-air in a large swarm, looking like locusts from a distance. The situation is general.

There were more people, and not everyone was as taciturn as Qin Xi, so the atmosphere of the rushing brigade became lively. Shen Zhiyu also heard a lot of gossip and news about Wanjianhui outside of Luo Hongmian's information channel. .

Although the Foundation Establishment cultivator had already passed the valley, since there were many dangers in this mountain, he had to maintain more than [-]% of his true energy in his body at all times, so after flying for a period of time, the group of people had to stop to rest and recover their true energy.

Walking and resting along the way, sometimes when stopping to recover the true energy, there are monks with lively personalities who love to eat food and go hunting. Sometimes Shen Zhiyu can grab some food, some food made by monks with outstanding craftsmanship, Let her eat very satisfied.

Although she has been bigu, Shen Zhiyu still likes to eat, but because she really doesn't like to cook, she has been using her real energy to maintain her body's consumption.

After taking the last bite of the barbecue in his hand, Shen Zhiyu cleaned off the oil stains on his hands with the Qingchen formula, and then looked up at the sky, wondering if Xiaohua could cook.

Thinking of Xiaohua's character, Shen Zhiyu sighed, forget it, she'd better stop wishful thinking.

A day later, a team of hundreds of people arrived at the gate of Sword Valley, which became even larger.

Shen Zhiyu received her number plate at the special place for handling affairs, and found her own room corresponding to the number plate to live in. After two days, she made an appointment with Qin Xi to familiarize herself with the situation around the ring and the rules of the competition, and waited for Wan Jian to meet her. Officially begin.

The competition system of the Ten Thousand Swords Club is a bit different from the previous ones. In the past, it was a tentative trial of swords. If you lose, you will not be eliminated directly.

But this time Wanjianhui is different. The first round starts directly with the knockout round. Out of 25 people, only [-] people who win can get the quota for the next round, which means that there is only a [-]/[-] chance of winning. .

The day before the start of the competition, the Xuanji Sword Sect who presided over the competition randomly divided all participating monks into groups according to their cultivation level, with 100 people in each group, and then posted the list of groups.

Shen Zhiyu looked at the list of groups, and found that she was assigned to the third group in the early stage of foundation establishment, and there were no names of familiar people in the posted list.

However, Shen Zhiyu saw two or three familiar names in the list. They were some relatively famous monks in their respective territories, and Shen Zhiyu had seen them in intelligence.

In Sword Valley, there are hundreds of areas that are extremely neatly divided. Hundreds of stone rings of different sizes are neatly arranged on the ground. Unique simplicity.

In the early morning of the next day, the head of the Xuanji Sword Sect came forward to hold a simple Ten Thousand Swords Meeting, and the first round of sword discussions officially began.

Shen Zhiyu sat on the stand next to the ring, ignoring the pityful sights from all directions, and silently waited for the referee in the center of the ring to finish reading the rules.

The first game in the morning happened to be her, and the opponent was one of the familiar names on the list.

While waiting, Shen Zhiyu silently recalled the information about the monk who was about to compete with her in her mind.

He Weizhen, asked the core disciple of the Immortal Sect, who possessed the dual spiritual roots of fire and earth, and used a huge three-legged round-bellied tripod and a dust whisk. He was well-known among the foundation-building disciples of the top ten sects.

Soon, the referee finished reading, and the two contestants took the stage. After the two entered the stage, the stone ring emitted a slight light, and then a layer of transparent barrier rose along the edge of the ring.

After exchanging names and sects, the two sides retreated at the same time, and quickly opened the distance.

Shen Zhiyu slowly backed away and gained enough distance to stand still, then raised her hand and waved, a dark black long sword shining with faint light appeared in her hand, and a tyrannical and cold sword force rose from her, offsetting He Weizhen's attack. Overwhelming coercion.

(End of this chapter)