Chapter 899 The Sect’s Storm

"Ding ding ding~"

"Bang bang bang~"

At the foot of Tongtian Peak, the huge Zhenyang Dojo roared incessantly, and the sound of arrays of magical weapons and spells clashing spread across all directions.

Thousands of people gathered here, and many monks focused their attention on the two figures on the martial arts stage.

Today is the day of the Yuanyang Sect Grand Competition, a rare event that happens once every ten years.

As the Yuanyang sect destroyed Hehuanmen and Piaoxue Pavilion, and subdued the Cangyue Valley and Qingxu sect, the territory increased rapidly.

As a result, the number of disciples with outstanding spiritual talents will naturally gradually increase.

Therefore, after twenty or thirty years, although the monks at the Golden Core level have not changed much, the Qi Refining and Foundation Building disciples of Yuanyang Sect are obviously far better than before the expansion.

In recent years, "little geniuses" with amazing talents have appeared from time to time, and they have risen to the realm of foundation building with great momentum.

Whether it's from the family line or from other courtyards, many masters have emerged over the years.

The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!

Compared with the "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" in the past, Yuanyang Sect is considered to be a shining star at this time, and the seven places cannot be included at all.

After all, even if some foundation-building masters cannot make it into the top seven, their strength is far beyond that of ordinary foundation-building masters.

Therefore, the titles of "Three Heroes and Four Heroes" are no longer appropriate, and were replaced by "Thirty-Six Tiangang" and "Seventy-two Disha", which are called "Tiangang Disha List"

Generally speaking, it refers to the Yuanyang Sect, the thirty-six people who are at the top of the foundation building stage, and the seventy-two people who are at the top of the Qi refining stage.

In the martial arts stage, the magic power in the foundation-building period was surging, and the situation of the martial arts battle gradually became clear.

A man in red, manipulating a long golden stick, had a clear upper hand with his aggressive attacks.

On the other side, a female cultivator in a lavender dress, controlling an ice crystal sword, was at a disadvantage.

The two of them have similar cultivation levels, both are at the peak of foundation building, and there is not much difference in strength.

The golden long stick of the man in red is a top-quality spiritual weapon, and the female cultivator in purple skirt is superb in magic. If the interests were not too involved, the two would usually not fight to the end.

But today is different. Today is the Yuanyang Sect's thirty-year competition. Only those who rank in the top six in terms of overall score can get the "Golden Pill" reward.

Usually, according to the unspoken rules, the top six disciples with clean origins in fighting skills can directly obtain a gold-forming elixir.

As the best elixir-forming spiritual object, the importance of the gold-forming elixir is self-evident.

Therefore, no one would be merciful even when faced with the classmates who used to laugh and talk to Yan Yan.

In the battle of the road, there is no retreat!

Although there is not much difference in strength between the two, the man in red has a better family background. His elders have given him fine elixirs and high-grade spiritual stones to restore his mana, so he can freely use various powerful moves.

In this way, after a period of stalemate, as the mana consumption became more and more serious, the female cultivator in the purple skirt gradually couldn't hold on.

"Junior sister Chen, give in!"

Seeing that the time had come, the man in red spoke calmly, the situation was under control.

Even so, he was not careless and poured mana into the spiritual weapon without hesitation, making the long golden stick full of aura.

In the blink of an eye, it changed to about seven or eight feet long and thick, and it sank down hard towards the opponent with great force.

"boom!!!"

The accumulation of advantages turned into victory. Facing the opponent's all-out attack, the female cultivator in purple skirt could only summon up her remaining strength to resist.

But after a crackling roar, the ice crystal sword and spells she used were defeated one after another.

"I surrender!"

Her face turned pale, and as she looked at the rapidly approaching magic weapon, the female cultivator in purple skirt had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she had no choice but to admit defeat.

The mana shield alone can hardly block the magic weapon of a monk of the same level, let alone the best spiritual weapon.

As he said the words of admitting defeat, the long golden stick that was coming towards him suddenly stopped, and finally stopped about a foot away.

"Junior sister, I accept the offer."

The male cultivator in red was polite, but there was no concealment of the arrogance in his eyes.

His name is Li Guanjie, and he studied under a certain Jindan elder of the sect. He was highly valued by his master and accepted him as his personal successor.

In order to cope with this crucial battle, Master has specially given various means. When everyone has similar cultivation levels, there is no reason to lose.

"Junior Sister Wei Yunying, although her cultivation level is at the peak of Foundation Establishment, she is still too old for ordinary qualifications. Even if she gets the Gold Formation Pill, the chance of forming it is low."

"Instead of wasting resources, it is better to leave them to useful people!"

"With the golden elixir"

On the martial arts stage, Li Guanjie felt quite proud when he saw "Junior Sister Wei" with a sad face.

He began to imagine the good times of becoming the ancestor of Jindan.

Now is the time for the sect to employ people. After becoming a Jindan elder and being sent out, you can immediately gain great power.

Not to mention calling the wind and rain, he is also a local emperor, and it is easy to seize a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals.

According to the previous rules, with Li Guanjie's sixth place in the martial arts, he should have a share of the Golden Pill.

"The winner is Li Guanjie!"

After the fight ended, Elder Jindan soon came forward to announce the outcome of the fight.

The literary battle has long been completed, and with the final winner of the martial arts battle, this sect competition has officially ended.

After the elders of the sect have comprehensively discussed the results of the civil and martial arts competitions, the rankings of the sect competition will be announced.

The ownership of the six "gold-forming elixirs" that affects the minds of thousands of monks will also become clear.

"Thank you, elder. Disciple, please leave!"

Bowing slightly to salute, Li Guanjie walked down the stairs in high spirits and returned to his group of people.

His relatives, friends, etc. soon sent congratulations.

In the eyes of many monks, Li Guanjie was under the care of the Golden Pill Elder and his own strength was extraordinary. He was a sure shot at winning a Golden Pill.

It's just that, like this, there are only a very small number of monks with excellent qualifications and profound backgrounds.

Most monks are ordinary monks with mediocre qualifications and no background.

Seeing the high-spirited Li Guanjie from a distance, many ordinary disciples fell silent, with complicated and difficult-to-understand emotions in their hearts.

It was clear that this person had won the competition honorably according to the rules of the competition, but for some unknown reason, they felt a sense of resentment in their hearts!

In the eyes of many ordinary disciples, Wei Yunying was no worse than him, and his skills were significantly superior.

However, due to the quality of the spiritual weapon and the elixir and spirit stone, it ended in failure.

From a formal point of view, Li Guanjie's victory was undisputed, but many ordinary disciples still felt a sense of injustice in their hearts.

Because to a certain extent, the direction of this fight is not actually in the process of the fight.

The outcome of the fight is determined outside the martial arts stage.

Without the elixir and spiritual stone given by Master Jindan, or the top-quality spiritual weapon, it is still unknown who will win.

But ultimately, this status quo has been doomed from the moment of birth. Many people may be unwilling to do so, but they cannot change the reality.

This is what most ordinary disciples think.

However, some well-informed foundation-building deacons know that those who rank in the top six in martial arts are not necessarily able to obtain the golden elixir.

If someone has a strong background, enough to make most Golden Elixir elders speechless, even if the fighting skills are ranked lower, they can still get the elixir "fairly and openly" according to the rules.

Of course, this situation is very rare, because the "Sect Competition" is very important, and there are countless pairs of eyes watching it.

Once you go too far and are not even willing to do superficial things, it will cause the whole sect to become disloyal.

No ordinary elder can bear such a responsibility.

In short, the ownership of the golden elixir will be determined after the elders discuss it.

In the corner of the dojo, a male cultivator crossed his arms and looked expressionless, as if he didn't care about the outcome at all.

His cultivation level is at the peak of foundation building. He has long braids and thunder lines on his face. His bare upper body has bulging muscles. He exudes a fierce temperament that makes it difficult for people to approach him.

This person's name is Pang Wanli, he possesses the supernatural spiritual root of thunder attribute, and is nicknamed "Luo Lei Taoist".

Pang Wanli not only ranked third in the "Tiangang Ranking", but also ranked first in martial arts.

With such a record, as long as the foundation is clean, and according to past practices, there is no dispute about winning a gold-forming elixir.

In the same way, those who are ranked first in literary battles also receive preferential treatment, but the weight is not as strong as that in martial arts battles.

In a sect competition, some people are happy and some are lonely.

Especially those who were ranked in the top ten in civil and military combat but had not yet entered the top six, it was even more painful at this moment.

They have hope of obtaining the Golden Pill, but the chance is not very great. However, the relationship between the Golden Pill and the Golden Pill is too great, so many people are worried about the gain and loss.

There are also some people who are ranked in the top ten and relatively high, and have some relationship with one or more elders, and have "moved around a lot" beforehand.

So overall, I felt more at ease and waited calmly.

However, when they occasionally looked towards the elders' bench, the slightly unnatural look in their eyes still revealed their inner uneasiness.

The last group of monks to participate in the competition were ranked outside the top ten in civil and military competitions. There was absolutely no chance of obtaining the golden elixir. At this moment, they felt a lot more relieved.

Some young deacons became more motivated after experiencing this failure, and made up their minds to go back and practice hard, hoping to get a good ranking in the next competition.

Because of the grace of "Grandmaster Qingyang", the sect competition was shortened from once every fifty years to once every thirty years, so they still have a chance to participate in the next competition.

Others, the old Foundation Establishment Deacons, whose vitality and blood have already declined in the next competition, have completely given up on that idea.

Some of them also want to obtain pill-forming spiritual objects through other channels to see if they can get away with it.

There are still some people who have completely extinguished their thoughts of attacking the Golden Core realm.

They plan to find a leisure department and spend the rest of their lives working for the sect, or retire and return to their hometowns to branch out and form their own immortal cultivating family.

In the corner of the dojo, a disciple with dark skin and ordinary appearance looked lost and silent.

"Nineth in literary battles, tenth in martial arts."

"Master has passed away, and I don't know any of the elders."

"In this sect competition, it seems that there is no hope of obtaining the "Golden Formation Pill"."

Silently staring at the elder's seat, Liu An thought with some disappointment.

After so many years, his cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, so he participated in the sect competition and wanted to try the golden elixir.

Although they practice top-grade techniques and have top-grade spiritual weapons at their side, the Yuanyang Sect's foundation-building monks are now as skilled as clouds.

Liu An tried his best, but finally stopped at tenth place in the fight.

Originally, with such achievements, with the care of the head master Wu Chengen, it was still possible to obtain the golden elixir.

But as the master passed away, he had been focused on cultivation and didn't know the elders, so everything naturally came to nothing.

"It doesn't matter, I can still participate in the next competition."

"In the past thirty years, if you prepare one or two top-quality spiritual weapons and practice second-level spells, you may not be able to enter the top six next time!"

Liu An comforted himself, but he still couldn't hide the loss in his eyes.

Listening to the comfort from the fellow disciples beside him, he just forced out a smile, obviously a little absent-minded.

In the past, thanks to the care of his master, he had relatively abundant resources for cultivating immortals. Although his spiritual root qualifications were mediocre, his cultivation speed was generally not too slow.

So he stumbled and reached the peak of foundation building at the age of one hundred and thirty.

He is more than 140 years old this year, which is the best age to hit the bottleneck of Jindan.

The next big competition will not be until thirty years later. At that time, the energy and blood will begin to decline, and even if you get the golden pill, the chance of forming a pill will definitely not be as good as now.

…

Under the watchful eyes of the sect disciples, vassals of the Yuan Kingdom, and thousands of monks, two women, three men, and five Jindan elders set up a soundproof barrier to communicate with each other on the high platform.

The five of them were sitting on the Grand Master's chair, and the female cultivator in the middle was the senior sister "Li Buyu".

Li BuTong, who is also from the Li family, is also among them.

"First in the martial arts competition, Master Nephew Pang has a clean foundation and good performance in martial arts. He should be ranked first in the competition and receive a golden elixir."

"What do you brothers and sisters think?"

As the elder in charge of this competition, Li Buyu overlooked the thousands of monks in the dojo and was the first to break the silence and speak.

"It should be so. I have no objection."

"I agree"

The first place in the martial arts competition will be directly ranked first in the competition, and will be rewarded with a gold-forming elixir.

This has been the unspoken rule of Yuanyang Sect for thousands of years. No one can find fault with it, so everyone nodded in agreement.

"Master Mo's nephew ranks third in martial arts. His overall performance is remarkable. I think he should be ranked second."

"I wonder what you junior fellow apprentices think?!"

After Li Buyu opened his mouth, an elder with the most seniority present made a suggestion.

This person belongs to the other school's lineage, and the "Master Mo's nephew" he calls is also a rising star in the other house's lineage.

"Master Mo's Nephew" has a very good overall score and is indeed qualified to be ranked second. In addition, this elder has the most seniority, so after Li Buyu nodded first, other elders also nodded.

"Master Tian's Nephew"

"Master Nephew Guan"

The relationship between forming the golden elixir is very important, and it is likely to create a golden elixir monk. The more golden elixir monks there are, the greater the voice of one's faction in the Presbyterian Church.

Therefore, everyone did not shy away from suspicion and recommended the juniors who were close to him one after another.

The top three were okay. The candidates they introduced had obvious advantages over the rest of the monks, and they passed smoothly with little controversy.

But the advantages of the latter candidates are not so obvious.

With their interests involved, the five of them wanted to get close to the junior who obtained the Golden Pill, and they began to quarrel with each other.

For a while, no one could convince anyone, and they could only vote by a show of hands.

In this way, the top five in the competition were finally determined.

"Nephew Li Guanjie, he ranks sixth in martial arts, and his performance in literary combat is also good."

After the top five were confirmed, an elder from the master-disciple lineage couldn't wait to speak.

He is not Li Guanjie's master, but he belongs to the same faction and is entrusted by his master to promise to do his best.

Perhaps due to proper planning, as soon as the elder finished speaking, another elder nodded in agreement.

There was another elder who was also hesitant, as if he might raise his hand to agree at any time.

As long as one more elder raises his hand, the matter can be settled by the minority obeying the majority.

Upon seeing this, the elder who nominated Li Guanjie had a smile on his face.

But the next moment, Li Buyu spoke, which made the man's smile freeze.

"Wait a minute."

"I believe that the performance of Liu An and Liu's nephew is also remarkable."

"The most important thing is that Master Qingyang once said, "This boy is not bad."

"I nominate Senior Nephew Liu. All fellow apprentices may wish to consider it carefully."

Putting down the teacup, Li Buyu said calmly.

As she spoke, she glanced casually and caught a glimpse of the ordinary-looking monk with slightly dark skin in the crowd.

"this"

As soon as these words came out, several people looked at each other with some hesitation on their faces.

"I agree"

After a few breaths of silence, several elders nodded in agreement, and Liu An successfully obtained sixth place in the competition.

Even the elder who strongly recommended Li Guanjie silently voted in favor.

Just kidding, the ancestors always said "this kid is pretty good", which means he can be trained a lot.

In this way, if Senior Nephew Liu participated in the competition and did not even get a ranking, wouldn't it mean that the ancestor had misjudged the person?

The ancestor was wise and mighty, so it was impossible to mistake him.

It must be an oversight on their part, and they need to re-examine it carefully and carefully.

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PS: There is another chapter in the early morning, so fellow Taoists, please don’t wait.