I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 581 The top 32 opponent...Leng Ao

The big competition continued, and the monks took turns to take the stage in twos during the separation and separation period. The battle was very fierce. They knew each other and went all out when they started.

On the contrary, the first match between Bao Fuxin and Liu Minghui was not so exciting.

However, Bao Fuxin's ability to fight against Liu Minghui in the first round also made many people understand that this person who has just joined is not that simple.

It is not easy to be an inner disciple of the ninth floor in the separation and reunion period with the cultivation base of the fourth floor in the separation and reunion period.

And everyone can see something, Bao Fuxin's magic weapon is naturally unknown to ordinary people, but they can naturally ask, and they can definitely ask at the Hall of Merit.

Soon, the news of the Dragon Scale Book came out, and Bao Fuxin had set up a task of rewarding up to 200 million merit points in the Hall of Merit, but no one has claimed it yet.

It is extremely shocking to have so many merit points just after joining the sect.

Bao Fuxin solved the predicament for the Cyanwood School. This matter did not reward merit points, but allowed him to enter the extreme wood realm to practice.

The Dragon Scale Book is a magic weapon for storing talismans, and talismans can be drawn on it for storage, and the Dragon Scale Book can enhance the power of the talismans.

The refining of the Dragon Scale Book is divided into three types: 36 pages, 72 pages, and [-] pages, which can store three-attribute, six-attribute, and nine-attribute talismans respectively.

Bao Fuxin used the Dragon Scale Book as his talisman and specialized in talismans, which many people did not expect.

However, his inferior talents with the attributes of fourth-grade spiritual roots and five-element spiritual roots were also known to people, and Liu Minghui was also extremely shocked when he heard about it.

He originally wanted to report it, but it turned out that Bao Fuxin had such a talent, so it seemed worthless to report it?

But Liu Minghui's calculating nature broke out again. He thought it was not that simple, but he didn't dare to check Bao Fuxin's information directly, so he could only listen among the crowd.

Collect them little by little, and finally form a complete set of data, then analyze it yourself.

At the age of less than [-] years, it is outrageous to cultivate to the fourth level of separation and reunion period, and one point is easily overlooked, that is, Bao Fuxin specializes in talismans, how many talismans does he have in his dragon scale book?
And you have to know that from the spiritual point of view of this natal magic weapon, there is already a prototype of a weapon spirit in it, and the time to cultivate it is not short.

This type of magic weapon requires a large number of talismans to be drawn on it, which can give birth to a weapon spirit faster and promote it to a spiritual weapon.

As a rising monk, Bao Fuxin drew how many talismans when he was in the Nascent Soul stage of the lower realm?
And how long did it take to ascend to the spirit world?

How many fifth-order talismans did he draw?

These all need to be observed, and the following Bao Fuxin competition will surely reveal these questions gradually.

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With the end of the first round of competition, the remaining 32 teams immediately started the second round, and Bao Fuxin was the first to appear again.

"Bao Fuxin vs. Murong Fenghua!"

Murong Fenghua, the nine-level disciple of Hanyue Peak's parting and reunion period, is the disciple of the peak master.

The eighth-grade ice attribute single spiritual root has been cultivated for just a thousand years, and he is a genius disciple among geniuses.

At this time, he and Bao Fuxin flew onto the ring at the same time, and the surrounding formations were activated. Murong Fenghua didn't say a word, and directly sacrificed the valuable natal magic weapon.

This Murong Fenghua is dressed in a blue robe, with a moon-white jade crown tied in a bun on his head, and a jade hairpin crossed across it.

The face is like a crown jade, the lips are red and the teeth are white, but the monks can no longer look good, and there are no female nuns screaming around.

But this person is indeed handsome. To him, he is a man, and his face is very cold, revealing a kind of arrogance.

He does have the capital to be proud of. After thousands of years of cultivation, he has reached the ninth level of Dzogchen in the separation and reunion stage. If he wins No. 1 this time, then the resources are enough for him to hit the Dongxuan stage.

The natal magic weapon is a folding fan with crystal-clear bones, and stretching snow-capped mountains are painted on the fan surface, and heavy snow is flying.

This treasure is called Piaoxue Fan, in which there is a woman dancing in the wind and snow.

But it didn't look real, the fan unfolded, and in an instant, heavy snow fell on the ring with a radius of one mile, and the surrounding temperature dropped extremely rapidly.

It actually changed the surrounding environment, which shows its extraordinary power.

Bao Fuxin was extremely careful at this time, this opponent was Liu Minghui, and from the looks of it, the previous round was not too difficult, on the surface he was spotless and uninjured.

At this time, the surrounding environment changed, and Murong Fenghua suddenly waved the folding fan in his hand, and ice cones appeared out of thin air.

"Swish, swish..." Hundreds of icicles shot directly at Bao Fuxin, completely sealing off the moving space around him.

Bao Fuxin stood motionless in place, and it was even worse to move for this kind of covering attack.

Because the opponent has a lot of attacks, his movement trajectory is blocked, so the more attacks he encounters while moving, but on the contrary, if he does not move, then only the whole body will be attacked.

Bao Fuxin didn't even seem to move at all. When the ice pick approached his body, shields appeared densely in front of him and collided with the ice pick.

"Bang bang..." The shields shattered, and the ice cones disappeared one by one.

Bao Fuxin measured the opponent's attack power, it seems that it is not that strong, is it a test?

Murong Fenghua was indeed probing. Although after the first round, the same door collected a lot of information about Bao Fuxin, he didn't dare to be careless. Why did Liu Minghui admit defeat?
He didn't ask. After all, he was full of arrogance in his heart. How could he ask about these things, but he was not stupid.

Liu Minghui was on the same level as himself, and the Qingyun Zimu sword was extremely powerful, attacking continuously, and Liu Minghui had cultivated it for hundreds of years, and it was infinitely close to a spiritual weapon.

Under such circumstances, Liu Minghui would admit defeat. He couldn't figure it out, but it was a reminder to him that the other party was not easy.

Murong Fenghua waved the folding fan again, this time he waved several times in a row, wave after wave of ice cones kept hitting Bao Fuxin, as if he was not going to give Bao Fuxin a chance.

And what about Bao Fuxin?
Naturally, he won't be beaten all the time, the golden pages on the Dragon Scale Book flipped, and streams of light shot out, but the target was not Murong Fenghua, but the ground.

Murong Fenghua's spiritual sense caught it instantly, and he flew up directly, and his spiritual sense explored the way underground.

This time he was a little surprised, he didn't notice the opponent's attack below the ground, what does this mean?
The opponent's talisman was completely dissolved in the ground, how is this possible?
But in an instant, a long mana sword shot out from the ground under his feet, emitting a khaki-yellow light.

Murong Fenghua didn't dare to be careless, the opponent's talisman was obviously not simple, he waved the snow fan downward, and a wall of ice appeared under his feet.

"呲呲..."

(End of this chapter)