Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

Chapter 122: The Divine Beast

late at night.

In the training room.

After activating the top-grade spirit gathering array, the spiritual energy inside lingered around Chen Xuan like morning mist.

His eyes were slightly closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and as he breathed gently, his spiritual energy was like mist, rising and falling like the tide.

Qingmu Yunling Gong has reached a breakthrough point.

The blue lotus petals in Dantian stretched out one by one.

There were faint flashes of azure arcs of lightning above.

A stream of green magic power flowed through his internal organs, and soon formed a channel, lighting up the green sacred tree.

Chen Xuan kept his mind focused and activated the Heavenly Eye state.

Every bone, every internal organ, every meridian, and every inch of skin in the body is clearly visible.

At this time, the Qingmu Yunling Power ran along the meridians at a very fast speed, filling the lush green sacred tree even more clearly.

The blue lotus in the body continued to stretch and bloom under the influence of the magic power of Qingmu Yunling Gong.

Finally, the blue lotus suddenly emitted countless blue lights. Chen Xuan's body shook slightly, and all his muscles, bones, internal organs, etc. were washed by the power of thunder.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes and exhaled, which actually contained a strong power of thunder and a faint blue light flashed.

He refined all the thunder power that bloomed from the blue lotus, and not only was he not injured, but he became more energetic and his magic power flowed more smoothly!

Qingmu Yunling Gong and Shenxiao Lei Fa are integrated into one.

He walked to the backyard and pointed casually. The Qingmu sword was automatically raised, making crackling sounds and was terrifying in its momentum.

There was a faint flash of lightning in the air fluctuations, but it was the power of thunder contained in the Qingmu Sword.

It was not until this time that he truly integrated the Divine Thunder Technique into the Qingling Sword Technique.

Suppress your excitement.

A casual sword.

The sword light shot out from the Qingmu sword, turning into a light and shadow that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and in an instant it penetrated the seven-foot-thick boulder in the backyard.

There was still some force left, and it hit the stone wall behind it. After a loud bang, it finally dissipated.

Chen Xuan looked at the boulder.

There was a hole on top, the surface was smooth, and blue electric arcs were still flickering on the stone wall.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan was very pleased.

Sure enough, the instructions on the Wordless Taoist Scripture have been updated.

[Qingmu Yunling Gong: Minor Success (16/800)]

[Skill Characteristics: Endless Life]

[Divine Thunder Method: Minor Success (12/800)]

[Skill Characteristics: Command the Gods of Heaven and Earth]

"The minor accomplishment of the Divine Thunder Technique is added to the major accomplishment of the Green Spirit Sword Technique."

Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "The Immortal City Magic Competition is a sure thing!"

……

Soon, the Fairy City Performance Competition began.

The preliminary rounds will be held in various sub-districts.

Anyone who is a tenant of the Immortal City and is willing to pay two spirit stones can sign up to participate in the competition.

Chen Xuan checked the items on his body.

Qingmu Sword, Qinglong Bell, Soul-Capture Lamp.

In the Insect King Divine Wood Cauldron, all seven strange insects gathered together.

The corpse-raising gourd contained more than a dozen soul-devouring demon insects, most of which were advanced to high-grade quality.

This will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

I carry it with me just because I'm cautious, just in case.

A pot of magic wine to restore mana, a bottle of magic pill, and several high-quality rejuvenation talismans and high-quality entanglement talismans.

After reaching the later stage of Qi training, he rarely used talismans.

After making sure nothing was left out, Chen Xuan pushed open the door.

His relatives and friends Jiang Yingxue, Su Yanping, Su Zhengming, and Yu Qingsong were waiting for him outside.

"Let's go!"

Xiancheng Square was already crowded with people.

The law enforcement team patrolled and stood guard with serious expressions.

One hundred circular arenas, ten feet high and thirty feet in diameter, have been erected in the middle of the square.

These arenas all glowed with an earthy yellow glow, radiating the rhythm of Dao, appearing profoundly mysterious. They were formed from the sect's magical treasures. Cultivators performed and competed within them. If they encountered fatal damage, they would be protected by the magic treasures and transported outside the arena.

Chen Xuan took a look and saw that there were at least 100,000 people below the stage.

Most of the monks from the entire West City have come.

Those who didn’t come were probably the elderly, the weak, women and children who found it inconvenient to go out.

Even if there is no hope of advancement, it is still good to see many cultivators performing and competing.

This year's Xiancheng Performance Competition, like previous years, has no restrictions on age or occupation, and no restrictions on methods and skills.

It is said that in Xicheng alone, the number of applicants reached 10,000.

Only a hundred people will be selected in the primary election, one in a hundred.

As the sun rose, various lights of different brilliance appeared, and dozens of foundation-building masters from the Xiancheng Sect appeared one after another.

Several powerful figures in West City arrived late and sat on the chairman's seat in the middle of the square. A powerful spiritual pressure spread out.

"quiet!"

With the host's shout, the noisy square suddenly became quiet.

"Fellow Daoists, please carefully read the rules of the performance competition and strive to achieve good results!"

The host waved his hand, and a huge light curtain appeared above the square, announcing the rules of the performance competition one by one.

Everyone's eyes turned to the huge light curtain.

The rules for the first round of preliminary competition are very simple.

On the hundred performance platforms, there are no restrictions on spells, instruments, talismans, or spirit beasts. Just perform your magic. As long as you can defeat the mechanical beast within a quarter of an hour, you will pass the first round of the preliminary competition."

Afterwards, a sect's foundation-building cultivator flew into the air, took out a magic weapon, and poured it onto the stage. One hundred mechanical beasts made of black iron flew out and crawled on the stage.

"A mechanical engineer? Or a second-level mechanical engineer?"

Chen Xuan was slightly surprised.

Unlike puppeteers, the mechanical beasts controlled by mechanical masters are more complex in construction. The advantage is that they do not require too much spiritual awareness to control, but the disadvantage is that their movements are slightly clumsy and not sensitive enough.

Following the host's loud voice, the monks whose names were called came on stage one by one.

As Chen Xuan expected, the mechanical beasts launched indiscriminate attacks on the monks who came on stage.

A famous monk had just come on stage and was not yet ready when he was attacked by a mechanical beast.

The magic patterns on his body lit up, and he leaped up, turning into an afterimage that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. He instantly flew in front of the monk and grabbed him with his sharp claws.

The cold light flashed, as if tearing the air apart, and made a sharp whistling sound.

"Oh!"

The monk had no time to react. He just turned his body slightly and was knocked away. He fell heavily on the altar, leaving a foot-long wound with blood all over it.

hiss!
The monks watching in the square gasped one after another.

Fortunately, the nearby medical staff arrived quickly and used their skillful hands to stop the bleeding and heal the wound quickly.

Chen Xuan stared at the mechanical beast.

As expected of a large sect, even a mechanization master has such strength.

Chen Xuan estimated that the strength of this mechanical beast was about the same as that of a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training.

If they really fight in the wild, the cultivators have many means such as magic weapons and talismans, and the mechanical beasts should not be their match.

Despite this, many monks still failed to make it through the first round of the preliminary competition.

Many monks who signed up were only interested in participating and were originally there just to make a cameo appearance.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, they all surrendered and admitted defeat.

Some even abstained.

Time passed slowly.

At this time, the atmosphere on the scene was quite lively.

Various cheers and laughter mixed together.

The feeling of nipple pleasure made the surrounding monks excited and reluctant to leave.

Some stall owners even offered betting odds.

It’s a pity that there is no one with Chen Xuan’s name.

"Why isn't Chen Xuan here?"

Yu Qingsong questioned the stall owner angrily.

"You must be kidding. Chen Xuan, the insect demon of Qingyun Market, do you think I'm stupid? Opening his betting position is not giving away money for free!"

The stall owner replied with a sneer.

Yu Qingsong's fantasy of getting rich quickly was shattered.

Two hours later, it was finally Chen Xuan's turn to go on stage.

(End of this chapter)