Chapter 46 Embark on a trip to Nandou Mountain

Time flies, three years have passed by in a blink of an eye, and many new disciples have come to the sect, their eyes full of passion and imagination for the future.

Countless rookies also emerged in the sect competition, and one dark horse after another rose to fame and stood out from the crowd.

But there is one disciple who has become the nightmare of countless disciples. This person wears a straw hat and holds a black bull spirit beast in his hand. He can be called a cancer in the competition!

If you meet this person and cannot kill him with one blow, then be prepared to fight for an hour. Many disciples watching the battle have nightmares when they fall into the night, and their quilts are full of straw hats!

The opponents complained incessantly, and even the ninth-level Qi Refining Brother directly admitted defeat, which showed how cruel this person was.

However, because he fought for too long, which resulted in physical and mental wear and tear, he fell into the top 500 in the ranking every year, which was a pity.

However, this is just an interesting talk among some low-level disciples. The top 100 in the sect sequence every year is the most popular topic, and it also arouses the ambition of countless disciples.

And this is also the real purpose of the Wuyun Sect, to use the inner disciples to stimulate these dark horses, but the real reward for winning the championship is unknown. Anyway, the outer disciples cannot get it.

Only the continuous infusion of fresh blood can ensure the long-term continuity of the sect. The annual sect competition allows many disciples to make breakthroughs in the battle.

Yuzhu Mountains, a low place in the sky.

One person and one cow flew toward the sect hall in a sneaky and timid manner, at an unhurried and slow pace.

"Old Niu, three thousand contribution points!" Chen Xun licked his lips and whispered.

"Moo!"

The big black cow was stiff and his body was shaking slightly with excitement. He didn't know how many good things could be exchanged for this.

But it also looked a little sad. Most of these contribution points were obtained by Chen Xun's scars all over his body.

"What are you thinking about? Lao Niu, let's change to the Foundation Building Pill recipe!"

"Moo~"

The fairy sword whizzed past from low altitude. They did not dare to rise too high. If they collided with some elder monk, they would be unable to eat and walk around. Chen Xun could even calculate the safe flying distance.

In the Contribution Hall, there is a high platform with almost no one there. This position is prepared for the elders in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the Foundation Establishment Pill Fang is also included.

"Uncle Qi, this disciple is here to exchange for the foundation-building pill formula."

Chen Xun lowered his head and handed the Bagua Token to the thin man on the high platform. His face looked like a zombie, with protruding bones on his face.

His expression was cold, and he looked at Chen Xun faintly. He was an eighth-level disciple of Qi Refining, and his contribution value was indeed three thousand.

"The elixir is prepared for foundation-building monks. What are you using it for? There is no exchange for the foundation-building elixir in the sect."

The thin man asked, his eyes piercing people's hearts, "You can't refine it even during the Qi refining period, you'd better give me a reason."

This foundation-building elixir is hung casually by the sect, as a reminder to those disciples in the Qi refining stage, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

"Give yourself some comfort. I want to go to Nandou Mountain."

"Then you can't exchange your contribution for such a useless thing."

"Uncle Master, I don't know. I am a casual cultivator. This thing is my disciple's obsession. Seeing it is like seeing the foundation building right in front of you..."

With a trembling voice, Chen Xun lowered his head lower and lower. The damaged straw hat seemed to be telling the injustice of fate.

"Can."

The lean man nodded and added, "Think carefully, the trip to Nandou Mountain in half a year will not be easy."

Chen Xun was surprised in his eyes. Unexpectedly, this zombie-like uncle turned out to be a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. He said in a deep voice: "This disciple will never regret it."

The thin man took a deep look at Chen Xun, took out a pill recipe, and the contribution points in the Bagua Token were also cleared.

"Thank you, uncle." Chen Xun took the token with both hands, turned around and left with the big black cow.

They walked with their swords and soon returned to the Medicine Valley. Dahei Niu even arranged traps in many places. If a thief breaks in, every detail will change.

"Moo~" The big black cow barked at Chen Xun, but no one came.

"Let's go!" Chen Xun rushed into the cave with joy in his eyes and quickly took out the foundation-building pill formula.

"Tianhong fruit, moon fruit, tin stick flower, ice mandarin grass, cold spirit grass..."

Chen Xun muttered silently, his eyes opening wider and wider. He had never heard of it, never seen it, and had only heard of a few elixirs.

The Foundation Building Pill has a total of twenty-seven auxiliary medicines and three main medicines: Dipovine, Yangshenlian, and Phoebe leaves.

"Moo?" The big black cow stretched out its head and watched carefully, but there was no elixir inside or in the medicine valley.

"In the foundation building stage, the Dantian is transformed into liquid, spiritual consciousness is born, and there are endless wonders."

Chen Xun sighed and couldn't help but feel envious. He also wanted to feel what spiritual consciousness is. I heard that it was more powerful than the five senses.

"Moo?"

"If it really takes a hundred years to build the foundation, there will be no place for us in the Wuyun Sect."

Chen Xun said word by word, looked at the big black cow, his eyes were focused, "In half a year, we will go to the secret realm of Nandou Mountain!"

"Moo!" The big black bull stood up suddenly, fighting spirit igniting in his eyes. All the immortal cultivating sects in the Qian Kingdom had to send their disciples. That was the real battlefield.

"We go out every day to find out information, and we have to start preparing."

Chen Xun said that they knew nothing about Nandou Mountain and didn’t know where it was.

One person and one cow slowly looked outside the cave, with a hint of murderous intent in their eyes. It seemed that they were really going to take action this time.

…

Half a year later, the bells of the Wuyun Sect continued to echo, and there were several figures walking on each peak with swords. Their expressions were cold and they headed towards the main peak of the sect with an indomitable momentum.

The secret realm of Nandou Mountain in Qian Kingdom every twenty years is finally about to begin, and the elders and disciples of each peak also look hopeful.

If the harvest is fruitful, it will definitely bring the sect to a higher level. Many small sects have risen because of their trip to Nandoushan.

There are a lot of people applying to participate this year, thousands of them, but they can only be sorted according to the priority of the sect competition. Generally, the top two thousand people in the sequence are promising.

Many old people looked gloomy and had no hope.

They packed up their bags and walked slowly down the mountain. There were many markets outside the mountain gate, which were all built by the Wuyun Sect and were places where many monks communicated.

The Outer Deacon Hall will arrange positions for them, wait for the passage of time, and finally turn into a handful of loess, and their names may not even be known.

However, there is an unwritten rule circulating among the inner disciples that no one is allowed to participate in the trip to Nandoushan. They will have their own foundation-building pills.

In a cave somewhere in the Medicine Valley of Wuyun Sect.

There are cracked stone walls all around, and a pit is piled on the ground. There is a dark cauldron on top, which is constantly emitting a strong smell of medicine emitted by white mist.

There was still some charcoal left in the pit, and it was still sizzling and making loud noises, but the cave was empty.

Today the sky is clear and blue, the clouds are unstained, the distant mountains are covered with dark blue, and the gentle breeze brings warmth.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu walked out of the Medicine Valley with expressionless faces and began to walk with their swords in the direction of the sect's main peak.