Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 566: The Great Competition Begins

At this moment, a faint fragrance suddenly came, and then sparse flowers fell from the sky, rolled along the front of the pavilion, and hung in the air like an exquisite swing. A girl in a pink skirt swung over, tilting her head, with the pearls hanging down from her temples, shining on her pretty face, with thin eyebrows and big eyes, playful and cute, and said: "As soon as Zhou Qing came back, it really became lively."

In the last sect competition, Zhou Qing was absent due to some matters, so the whole competition seemed uneventful, and even boring in the eyes of a fun-loving person like her.

But this year's sect competition is different!

Zhou Qing, who had just returned, made a lot of noise, and did not hide his ambition, vowing to seize the position of the chief of the ten great disciples. As soon as he spoke, the mountain gate was shaken, and everyone was paying attention and talking about it.

Although the ten great disciples of the sect were arrogant, they generally acted prudently. After all, they were in high positions and they believed in keeping their words.

The leader of the ten great disciples of Zhenyi Sect has always been an extremely brilliant person, and he has already opened up a certain gap between him and the other ten great disciples. After he has secured his position and gained power, the gap will become larger and larger. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to defeat the superior.

In the past thousand years, there have been very few people who dared to directly claim to be the leader of the ten great disciples.

Therefore, Zhou Qing's move was earth-shattering and shocked the entire sect.

"Zhou Qing challenges Lin Fenglai."

For those who are watching the fun, it is fun to watch whether Zhou Qing defeats his superiors and becomes the chief, turning his bold words into reality, or Lin Feng comes out with experience and defeats Zhou Qing, causing him to lose face.

Shen Boyuan's aura was as deep as the abyss of water, and he glanced at his excited sister, then said, "Lin Fenglai has successfully advanced to the second level of the Nascent Soul stage."

"When did you get promoted?"

The girl in the pink dress' eyes widened when she heard this. Lin Fenglai and Zhou Qing condensed their Nascent Souls almost at the same time and became Nascent Soul cultivators, but how come Lin Fenglai reached the second level of Nascent Soul in such a short period of time?

Shen Boyuan had a strange smile on his face and said, "As far as I know, it was Zhou Qing who released the wind to challenge Lin Fenglai, so Lin Fenglai was promoted."

"This is such a coincidence..."

The girl didn't know what to say. She just felt that Zhou Qing's luck was too bad. The second level of Nascent Soul and the first level of Nascent Soul were not on the same level.

"Lin Feng is here."

Shen Boyuan's eyes were deep and his heart was not at peace.

Lin Fenglai has always been an outlier among the true disciples of the sect, because he only practices one profound skill, the "Spiritual Life Gold Book", and has never practiced other profound skills. Although such practice progresses very quickly at the beginning, it usually has limitations when it goes up. But now, Lin Fenglai is brave and diligent, and the limitations of practicing only one skill are not seen in him, only his advantages are becoming more and more obvious.

In this sect competition, my only goal is to get the second place.

The second place Zhou Qing, he did not practice only one profound skill like Lin Fenglai, but practiced three skills at the same time. Although his ability in fighting skills was unparalleled, it was also true that he was difficult to practice.

Zhou Qing, he can’t be at the second stage of Nascent Soul, right?

In a cave.

Outside, sparse rain poured down and hit the window paper of Yuhu. The afterglow of the collision was scattered and fell slowly in a slow trajectory.

Lin Fenglai, the chief of the ten great disciples, sat on the cloud couch. The Nascent Soul in his body inhaled and exhaled the innate Gengjin Qi, and then rushed out of the top door and turned into a thundercloud. From time to time, lightning flashed through the gaps in the clouds, and thunderous sounds containing magnificent power rang out, unstoppable, destroying all life.

At this moment, in each of the 365 spiritual orifices of Lin Fenglai's body, there is a Thunder God sitting in charge, chanting divine spells, again and again, endlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Fenglai woke up from his practice. As soon as he collected his thoughts, the thunderclouds on his head dissipated, and two clouds came together. Fine and fragmented light gold fell from above and landed in front of him, creating a halo. The halo slowly rotated, seemingly there and not there, and an inexplicable mystery arose spontaneously, giving people a feeling of the quiet aging of time.

"It's about cultivation."

Lin Fenglai looked outside, thinking about the thunder magic he had been practicing, and remained silent.

This magical power is one of the twenty-three magical powers in the sect. It is already profound and profound, and it is also a thunder method, which is on a higher level. It is difficult to get started and even more difficult to improve. It was only because he had a strange encounter and mobilized resources with the authority of the chief of the ten disciples that he was able to push it to such a level.

The higher you go, the more you understand why the Xuanmen practitioners are so tireless in striving to gain high positions in the sect and to gain power, because resources are too important to practitioners. Having resources or not having them makes the difference between heaven and earth.

You have to fight for your position in the sect! You have to fight for it!
"The big competition among the sects."

Lin Fenglai slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, which exploded like thunder in the distance, shaking the solitary peak hanging in the sky. The pine and cypress trees on the peak fell down, filling the surroundings with a deep green mist and a chill.

The sect's big competition comes at the perfect time.

Zuoqiu Mengshi, the green flowers in the east pole are like jade in the cave sky.

The sunset glow was just right, hanging over the lake, rubbing against the waves, the light and shadows swaying, like thousands of brocade scales, a golden patch. Wu Zhong sat upright by the lake, facing the energy of the lake, practicing.

I saw a golden-white aura surrounding him, like a sword hanging in front of the water. With every strike, a ray of water light was absorbed and merged into the water, making a slight sound.

Ever since coming to be the disciple of Master Wenhui, this talented disciple of the Xia Yuanwu family has been honing the gold and water profound arts in his body. By now, the incoordination between the two profound arts has almost disappeared.

I only say almost, rather than completely, because the gold-based profound art he practiced was the "Spiritual Life Gold-Descent Book". Although the other water-based profound art was Xia Yuanwu's superior profound art, it was essentially a little different from one of the sect's five qi and four methods.

"call."

Wu Zhong opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of white air, as sharp as a sword. He raised his eyebrows. This was an inconsistency in the Xuan Gong, which could not be changed by human power. Fortunately, the sect competition was coming soon. If he could become one of the top ten disciples of the sect as he wished, he could change the water-based technique he practiced into the "Tian Yi Li Shui Jing", one of the five qi and four methods of the sect.

Fellow practitioners of "The Book of the Golden Spirit" and "The Path of Leaving Water from Heaven" are the true combination of gold and water, a perfect match!
At this moment, bursts of fairy music sounded in the air, and countless petals appeared out of thin air and gathered together to form a rainbow bridge. A fairy with wonderful voice and appearance stood on it, holding a jade ruyi in her hand, with her knife-like eyebrows slightly raised, giving people a sense of sharpness.

Wen Hui Zhenren sat on the high platform. This female fairy who had reached the cave heaven realm had eyebrows like knives, giving people a sense of sharpness. When she didn't smile, that kind of sharpness was even more striking. Seeing the visitor, Wu Zhong immediately stood up, stepped forward to salute, and called him Master with a respectful expression.

Since he became the disciple, he has received careful instruction and has made rapid progress. Such treatment made many of Zuoqiu Meng's disciples a little jealous.

Master Wen Hui looked at her disciples who were in high spirits and nodded secretly. She had her own calculations when she accepted them, mostly for the purpose of taking advantage of them, but after getting along with them for a while, they did develop some kind of master-disciple relationship.

"You must go all out in this sect competition and strive to win a seat."

The voice of Master Wenhui was so clear and bright, yet it was irresistible.

"Yes."

Wu Zhong agreed, without anyone reminding him, that he would use all his skills in this sect competition and must succeed.

Whether from the Xia Yuan Wu clan or the Dongji Qinghua Mingyu Cave Heaven, he had long understood that it was better to get promoted as early as possible. The earlier he got promoted, the more resources he could control and the faster he could progress. Otherwise, if he was one step behind, he would not only fall behind his peers, but would also be surpassed by those who came after him.

Now there is a real example in front of him, that is Zhou Qing.

The other party had originally competed with him to become a disciple of Master Guande, and they were considered to be of the same generation. However, he has only just broken into the Hepo realm, while Zhou Qing, who had become one of the top ten disciples in the sect, not only has he already held a high position, but has also been promoted to the Yuanying realm, catching up with Jing Beixuan and the others.

And now, the other party even declared forcefully that he wanted to compete for the position of chief among the ten great disciples in the sect.

Such a leap forward in improvement was certainly due to Zhou Qing's extraordinary talent, but what was more important was that he took the lead in becoming one of the top ten disciples and obtained resources that were incomparable to his peers.

After taking the lead, the advantage becomes like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger, making those behind more and more desperate.

Master Wenhui also thought of Zhou Qing at this time, and his thin eyebrows raised, becoming even sharper.

If Wu Zhong performs well in this sect competition, and together with Meng Fei who was originally among the top ten disciples, their Zuoqiu Meng family will have two seats among the top ten disciples. That would be a very good situation.

But in fact, if Zhou Qing had not interfered, their Zuoqiu Meng clan would have already had two of the top ten disciples. Why would they have to wait until today?
Given the bad relationship between the two great families of Zuoqiu Meng and Luochuan Zhou, Master Wenhui really hated Zhou Qing to the extreme.

"This time Zhou Qing threatened to challenge Lin Fenglai."

Master Wenhui's thoughts kept turning, and above his brow, a pearl of light condensed, reflecting the coldness in his eyes. Although Zhou Qing's chances of ascending to the throne were slim, Zuoqiu Meng's clan would still take action no matter what, to ensure that Zhou Qing would not have even the slightest chance of success.

Moreover, Zuoqiu Meng also wanted to create public opinion in the sect. Once Zhou Qing failed, he would be crushed into the dust, his reputation and halo would be reduced to the greatest extent, and he would never be allowed to have honor in defeat.

After making a decision, Master Wenhui gave Wu Zhong a few more instructions, then left the cave to discuss with other masters in the clan. This matter was of great importance, and the clan needed to make an effort.

At the same time, Zhou Qing was entertaining two fellow disciples who came to visit him.

The one on the left was a young man with big ears, arms longer than his knees, blue eyes, and a natural appearance. However, he had tried his best to hide his edge and spoke with a smile, saying, "Unlike Senior Brother Zhou, we just need to keep our position as the top ten disciples."

It is said that the other one is a female fairy, with a jade ring hanging down, with tiny and fragmented starlight colliding constantly. She sits cross-legged in the center of the jade ring, with black hair hanging down in a bun, and a white skirt whiter than snow, pure and elegant. In her hand, she holds a flower basket with countless seal characters in it. Between them, there is a treasure wheel, which has the shadow of gods, driving the shape of stars, shining brightly.

It was Zuo Ziyang, who had dealt with Zhou Qing more and was more relaxed. She said, "That's right. Our goal in this sect competition is to keep our position."

In the ranking of the top ten disciples in this session, Yue Xue Luo ranks tenth and Zuo Ziyang ranks ninth. One is last and the other is second to last. If anyone wants to get promoted in the sect, the most likely option is to challenge these two.

"It's difficult." Zuo Ziyang moved, and the seal characters on the flower basket in her hand collided, making her voice stained with a ray of starlight, becoming ethereal, and she said: "The competition is too fierce now."

Now that the sect has recovered from its rest and recuperation, it has begun to expand outward, and the sect also encourages its disciples to be more active and proactive. With the sect's increasingly prosperous fortune, geniuses continue to emerge in the sect and grow very fast.

For the sect, this is naturally a good thing, but it makes them feel uncomfortable because more and more people are eyeing their position and want to replace them.

Zhou Qing listened with a smile on his face, knowing that these two were preparing for a rainy day. In fact, after becoming the top ten disciples, they had also made great progress. It would be very difficult for the disciples in the sect to defeat them in the sect competition.

After talking for a while, Zhou Qing came to the main topic of the day and said, "Wu Zhong, I don't know much, so I'll tell you about it."

Zuo Ziyang and Yue Xueluo both sat upright and listened attentively.

According to what they had gathered, Xia Yuan and Wu's genius Wu Zhong, who had achieved the second-grade elixir, would be the outstanding figure who would challenge the top ten disciples in this sect competition. For such a potential competitor, they naturally had to know themselves and the enemy. However, it was not easy to understand Wu Zhong, and the two of them thought of Zhou Qing at the same time.

Although Zhou Qing and Wu Zhong are now like people from two different worlds, Wu Zhong had a long-term competition with Zhou Qing in the past. Zhou Qing's understanding of Wu Zhong is definitely not comparable to the general information collected by the two of them.

As expected, after listening to the conversation, both of them gained a lot and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Senior Brother Zhou."

The two also took the opportunity to talk about some of the things they knew about the sect. Such things were not secret, but ordinary people might not know them unless they specifically asked.

The sect's competition was approaching, and the two seemed to be busier than Zhou Qing, so they did not stay long and quickly said goodbye and left.

Zhou Qing sent them outside and watched the two figures disappear into the clouds, leaving only a bright color, like a crescent moon, spotless. He put away the smile on his face and watched quietly, as if thinking about something.

These two people came here, maybe for Wu Zhong, or maybe for other purposes, such as to test his strength, but he didn't care too much. The relationship between the ten great disciples was not static because of the forces behind them, as well as their personalities, so it was good to have an idea in mind.

Moreover, the extraordinary experience in Biyou Palace also enabled him to look at everything from a higher perspective, and to be more calm and confident.

After standing for a while, he returned to the cave, where he practiced while refining his own magic weapon, the Sea-Covering and Sky-Devouring Gourd, while waiting for the sect's competition.

Until this day, the melodious bells rang!
(End of this chapter)