Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 6: Start
The upgrade assessment will be completed soon, and Lu Ping will naturally not worry about this.
In the last month of the seventh team, three people broke through to the sixth level of blood refining. The seventh team already has thirty-four disciples who have reached the sixth level of blood refining. However, looking at Liu Xian’s noncommittal expression, Lu Ping is strong. It is doubtful whether any of these three have made a breakthrough by forcibly taking a large amount of medicine and spiritual stones, regardless of the drug poison and bloodline tolerance.
Although this will not lose the guidance and training of the sect, this excessive method will also leave the monks with hidden wounds. In the future, breaking through the later stage of blood refining will be difficult compared to ordinary people.
There were still twelve people who reached the seventh level of blood refining, and they did not bring surprises to Liu Xianchang any more, but the sixth-senior cultivation base broke through to the eighth level and received Liu Xianchang's individual guidance for a total of three days, one hour a day.
Lu Ping remembered that he saw the sixth senior in the city a few days ago and came for the bronze mirror magical artifact. He wanted to come because of the breakthrough in cultivation. He was eager to find a magical artifact to deal with the big competition. As for whether the sixth senior There was already a magic weapon, but Lu Ping didn't know it.
Liu Xianchang, as always, stood on the cliff in front of the platform, looking at the twelve disciples who were preparing to participate in the competition, and said: "This time the competition, the goalkeeper will increase the rewards. The disciples of the late blood stage will be rewarded with 20 spirit stones; anyone who enters the top 64 will be rewarded with 40 spirit stones; the top 32 will be added with 20 pills for improvement; the top 16 will be lowered One step artifact; enter the top eight, obtain the qualifications of inner disciple, and add one hemolytic pill for each person!"
"Hemolytic Pill!"
"It's actually hemolytic pills! Increase the chance of entering the hemolytic phase!"
"In the past, only those who entered the semi-finals had this honor!"
"The rumors are true, this time the sect rewards are really rich!"
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Liu Xianchang was very satisfied with the effect he had caused, as if he was the one who made these rules, he coughed softly, and when he saw his disciple turn his attention to himself, he continued: "This is not over yet. If you have the ability to enter The top four, a middle-level magical tool; in the final battle, both of them can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose a secret technique; if they win the first prize, they will be rewarded with a real Talisman of the forging alchemy period!"
Fu Bao, it is Fu Bao! All the disciples, look at me, and I will look at you. No one said anything this time. They were all shocked, but this is probably only the nine-level cultivation base of the university dean and the second-senior elder who has hope!
At this time, Yao Yong, the dean of the university, and Du Feng, the second elder, had already gleamed and were eager to try.
Liu Xianchang seemed to have known this a long time ago, looking at the twelve pairs of round eyes below, remembering that he was also a disciple from the True Spirit School walking step by step, and thinking of the purpose of this competition, he was sighed for no reason!
Looking at the other cheerful disciples, Lu Ping couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, but he couldn't help but wonder why Zongmen doubled the reward range this time, and the reward was generous.
Looking at Liu Xianchang, Lu Ping found that he was a little stunned at first, and then some doubts appeared in his eyes. Obviously Liu Xianchang might know something, but he may not know everything.
Although Lu Ping was excited, he was not overwhelmed by the generous rewards. There were 20 square teams in total for the second-level disciples. Reaching the late stage of blood refining, and even though it has not reached the late stage, but the strength of the top ten disciples of the team, I am afraid that there will be more than 200.
With his strength in the late seven layers, he is guaranteed to enter the top sixty-four at most. If you want to add the blood talisman, two magical implements, and the gradually familiar "shu" state spells, perhaps the top sixteen can be spelled. This is still in the case of good luck and not encountering the nine-level disciples of blood refining in advance.
The top eight, hemolytic pills! This is Lu Ping's greatest motivation!
Although his net worth is good, compared with the nine-level disciples of blood refining, he is really not sure. As far as I know, Yao Yong and Du Feng have at least two artifacts, and it is not ruled out that there are middle-grade methods. The possibility of a weapon; the fourth senior sister, Shi Lingling, was born into a monk family, with a wealth of wealth, and also has two magical artifacts; although other seniors, Lu Ping, did not know it, she did not dare to underestimate it.
Besides, this is only the seventh team!
Unless you enter the eighth level of refining blood, it may be possible. However, Lu Ping had just entered the seventh floor for more than three months. Although the ghosts and spirits entered the late stage of the seventh floor, he never thought that he would enter the eighth floor smoothly.
Even the dean of the university, Yao Yong, who was praised as a genius by Liu Xianchang, took two and a half years to break through to the eighth floor. The fourth sister Shi Lingling was only 13 years old when she broke through the seventh floor, and it took two years to break through. By the eighth floor, she is now seventeen years old and has reached the late eighth floor, but breaking through the ninth floor is far away.
Can I enter the eighth floor? Lu Ping shook his head and decided to stop struggling with this question!
The morning sun is like the disciples of the True Spirit Courtyard, revealing powerful vitality to break free from the sky, and the joyful smiling face dyes the entire True Spirit Courtyard with a different color!
The Level 2 disciple upgrade competition of the True Spirit Courtyard was held in the Plaza of the Courtyard.
Nine arenas rise in the center of the square~IndoMTL.com~ Among them, eight small arenas form a circle, guarding a big arena in the center.
Below the central arena, more than 200 second-level disciples are divided into 20 teams, each with varying numbers of fourteen or five, but there are also ten teams with the smallest number. Each team is led by an immortal long in hemolysis period.
Besides the eight small arenas, there are already crowds of people. The other disciples who are not qualified to participate in the True Spirit Courtyard and the first and third-level disciples will all come to see the second-level disciple's upgrade competition, as well as some other outside disciples. There are tens of thousands of people.
In the noisy room, just listen to a clear drink: "The disciples are quiet!"
The entire square was suddenly silent, a middle-aged immortal long Linkong walked to the central arena, and the hot disciples under the stage were whispering again.
Lu Ping knew that this was the head of the first team, and the heads of the second-level disciples would all be headed by him. Legend has it that the immortal master already has the mana of the late hemolysis stage. This is the last second-level disciple he has led, and he will then take charge of the third-level disciple.
Wang Xian looks majestic, walks up to the stage and glances at him, shouting: "Lead the leader to the central ring! All the disciples and us welcome the real dean!"
Twenty people including Liu Xianchang got up and flew to the ring, saluted with all the disciples, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the real dean!"
"Haha..." There was only a loud laugh, the sound was not loud, but everyone heard it very clearly: "The disciple upgrades once every five years. Every time I have to trouble you to wait here. The old way is quite sorry!"
When the laughter rang out, the dean was still nowhere to be seen. When he started talking, everyone saw three green lights shooting in from outside the courtyard. When the words were finished, an old man was already standing in the center. On the ring, two other middle-aged Taoists followed.
From the beginning to the end, the voices in everyone's ears did not change. If they hadn't watched the old man flying from a distance, they would have thought that the old man would have been standing in the ring and talking.