Chapter 230 Watching the Battle (12)
The best cloud-walking boots!
The light was overflowing and shining, and the quiet room was bathed in a hazy light.
Lin Mu took the Cloud-Stepping Boots and rubbed them several times. There was joy in his eyes and he couldn't put it down.
With this flying weapon, he can come and go freely in the sky world from now on, and few people can catch up with him.
If you encounter the situation of being besieged before, you can deal with it easily and escape safely without using the Xuan Yue Pendant.
The Xuan Yue Pendant was Lin Mu's biggest secret. Lin Mu really didn't want to expose it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Before, he was just an unknown person, and the people he met were all of ordinary strength, so he was always safe and sound.
Now that his strength is comparable to that of the top cultivators in the Spiritual Nirvana stage, his opponents will surely be stronger in the future, and their backgrounds will become more and more extraordinary.
If someone discovers the clues and intends to kill people and seize the treasure, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.
Now that I have the Cloud-Stepping Boots in hand, these worries can be put aside.
Seeing that Lin Mu was extremely satisfied with the Cloud-Stepping Boots, Luo Yan also had a smile on his face: "I have nothing more to teach you about the art of refining weapons. There is a detailed explanation in the "General Guide to Refining Weapons." From now on, you only need to practice a lot. We can make progress. We have been here for half a month, and the competition outside must have reached a critical juncture. This time you are recruiting disciples in person, and you need to show up. I also need to go to the master to discuss the matter. Training to the foundation-building stage requires a lot of resources. You cannot do it alone, and the sect must also share some."
Lin Mu put away his cloud-walking boots and agreed with a smile.
The two walked out of the cave together, Luo Yan went straight to Yunxia Peak, Lin Mu looked at Luo Yan's figure with a smile, and then used the "Wind Control Technique" and flew towards Qianyu Peak.
Thousands of people gathered in Qianyu Peak, and the competition was at its most critical moment.
On the five high platforms, they were competing with each other. Their spells were constantly being used, and the light was shining.
Under the high platform, there were overcrowded people, and the onlookers were gesticulating and commenting, just like a master. In fact, he was eliminated early.
Above each high platform, there is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall looking down to judge the winner of the competition.
Shitou was extremely leisurely, stepping on the Golden Shadow Sword, patrolling back and forth between the five high platforms, nodding from time to time.
In this competition, the top 40 people can be selected, and the remaining ten people will be selected by Shitou based on their performance.
Shi Shitou practiced hard with Lin Mu when he was young. His thoughts were exactly the same as Lin Mu's. He didn't look at qualifications or even cultivation when selecting people. Anyone who worked hard and practiced hard and had perseverance would have a chance to be selected.
However, there are also people who take advantage of this and are lazy and lazy on weekdays. When they cannot beat others in competitions, they still work hard to support themselves, showing a perseverance that makes it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Shitou hated this deeply. He only selected ten people, and the number of places was limited. If such a shameless person succeeded, it would be really unfair to others. Although many people work hard, they have no hope of building a foundation. It is really unjustifiable that those people are ignorant and incompetent and can still take advantage.
In response to this situation, every time Shitou takes a fancy to a person, he will privately ask the people below to get a general understanding of the candidate's temperament, character, and perseverance, and then decide whether to accept this person.
Lin Mu was floating in the air, looking at the competition on the five high platforms, and nodded slightly.
Most of these outer sect disciples who can be selected into the top forty are above the seventh level of Qi Refining, and are not far away from foundation building.
There are also some disciples who have reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, or even the tenth level of Qi Refining, but they have no chance to break through because they have never had a foundation-building pill.
These people are all quite old and in their twilight years. They have entered the later stages of their lives. If they cannot build the foundation, they will die.
Lin Mu also welcomed this kind of people.
Although their life span is short, their desire for foundation building is deeper. Once they seize the opportunity, they are very likely to succeed in foundation building.
As for age, it doesn't matter at all.
Although many of them are even older than Lin Mu, as long as the foundation is successfully established, their longevity can reach more than 200 years, and then it will be a new beginning.
These people have already matured their minds and there is no need for Lin Mu to waste any words. Although it may appear that you are recruiting a disciple, it is actually much easier.
Qifeng's sharp eyes caught sight of Lin Mu, and with a flash of sword light, he hurriedly came forward to greet him.
"Senior brother!" Qifeng said with a smile before anyone came closer.
Qifeng was already in the stage of spiritual silence, but he called him Senior Brother Lin Mu without any displeasure.
Lin Mu didn't correct him. His strength was already much better than Qifeng's. In the world of cultivation, strength was respected and everything was allowed to take its course. If Lin Mu corrected him, it would appear to be hypocritical, so he should simply let him go.
"How was the competition?" Lin Mu moved, took the initiative to meet him, and asked with a smile.
"You came just in time. The top eighty have already been decided. After this final round, the top forty will be chosen." Qi Feng said with a smile.
Lin Mu smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your trouble. If you have time, I will invite you to have a drink at Zuixin Residence."
Qifeng smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite to you, and I'll wait with peace of mind."
Although he is now the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall and has a respected status in the sect, he has not been accepted as a disciple by Shi Weihan, and his cultivation resources are not as good as those of his senior brothers who have reached the spiritual death stage early. Lin Mu is now rising in the sect, with a transcendent status. He had a good relationship with Lin Mu before, and now they are even more friends. If Lin Mu becomes famous in the future, he can also take a share of the pie.
Shitou also noticed Lin Mu, and with a flash of golden shadow sword light, he hurriedly flew forward.
"Master!" He was dressed in a brocade robe, extremely gorgeous, and his whole person was even more handsome.
Lin Mu had a smile on his face. It seemed that Shitou had been doing well in the door during the past half month, and his previous injuries had long since healed.
"How about being in the door for half a month?" Lin Mu asked with a smile.
"Great!" Shitou said excitedly: "All of my fellow disciples in the foundation building period were extremely enthusiastic. Not only did they arrange accommodation, but they also sent gifts, medicine, spiritual stones, clothes, and so on. There were also many female cultivators, too. Extremely enthusiastic, asking for help every day.”
Qi Feng was smiling beside him. Shi Shi's gorgeous brocade robe was made by him.
A brocade robe cost six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and he gave it away to three of them at once.
Lin Mu smiled and said: "That's right. Much better than I was before. No one cared about me at that time, and after I was injured, there were very few people who cared about me. You feel at ease."
Shitou smiled and said: "One moment and another moment, naturally they cannot be the same."
Qi Feng also smiled and echoed Shi Shi.
When Lin Mu was injured, he was the one who sent Lin Mu back. He was one of the few people who cared about Lin Mu.
Lin Mu felt warm in his heart when he remembered that Yunmeng had taken good care of him for more than half a month. Just wait until the apprenticeship is completed this time, then go back and practice hard, and try not to wander around before forming the golden elixir.
While the three of them were talking and laughing, the final round of competition had begun.
Lin Mu stopped talking and laughing, flew over the high platform, and started watching too.
The forty people who won this round were all his disciples.
After spending the next ten years together day and night, Lin Mu naturally wanted to observe it in advance.
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall read out the names of the contestants from time to time. Every time a person was read out, someone immediately flew up to the high platform.
Then, under the announcement of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, the competition began.
These disciples in the Qi refining stage generally have few magic weapons, and most of the competitions focus on magic.
Lin Mu was the best at magic. Back then, he relied on magic to defeat enemies all the way and became one of the top five outer sect disciples.
These disciples are following the same path as he was back then, and it will be easier to get along with them in the future.
Lin Mu was very interested. He watched two rounds of competitions in a row and ten people were selected as winners.
At the beginning of the third round of competition, Lin Mu suddenly heard the name of a familiar person, and he hurriedly looked towards the field.
"Xin Yan, the opponent is Shi Jian!" the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall said loudly as usual.
Xin Yan!
Lin Mu suddenly remembered this person. When he invited Gu Chen and Yun Meng to dinner at Lingshan Hall, it was Xin Yan who greeted them. At that time, Xin Yan was just a little handyman. When Lin Mu saw him, he thought of himself in the past, and kind thoughts arose in his heart, and he gave him dozens of low-grade spiritual stones.
Dozens of low-grade spiritual stones are not a small amount for ordinary Qi-refining stage disciples.
Now that decades have passed, Xin Yan has also transformed from a small handyman to a tenth-level Qi refining cultivator.
The competition on the field began, and Lin Mu watched with interest.
Xin Yan was actually very different from other disciples. He didn't use any magic, he just used a low-grade crimson fire-type flying sword.
Shi Jian, who was dueling with him, was also an extraordinary person. He didn't use magic or magical weapons, and he actually faced the enemy with his bare hands.
Lin Mu immediately discovered that Shi Jian was actually a physical practitioner.
Physical cultivation at the ninth level of Qi refining!
He couldn't help but be more interested in this competition.
Shi Jian and Xin Yan also discovered Lin Mu. Seeing Lin Mu watching the battle in person, they were inspired and worked hard to win a big victory.
Xin Yan controlled the red flying sword and attacked Shi Jian.
Shi Jian's figure suddenly changed, and he used his "Divine Movement Technique" with all his strength, heading straight towards Xin Yan like a phantom.
Physical practitioners rely on their strong bodies to attack their opponents, but they also have weaknesses. They must get close to their opponents in order to win.
Xin Yan felt awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that once Shi Jian got close to him, he would lose this contest.
Tai Xiu's body is so powerful that he can crack gold and crack rocks with just a single punch, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
He hurriedly recalled the flying sword to save himself. With a flash of red light, the flying sword flew back in front of him and headed straight for Shi Jian.
Shi Jian's body flashed with light, and he ignored the flying sword and still went straight to Xin Yan.
laugh! laugh! Chi!
There were several soft sounds in succession, and the flying sword stabbed Shi Jian's body, and bursts of sparks came out of Shi Jian's body.
His body refining realm has reached the first level of peak, like a stone.
Xin Yan's flying sword only penetrated half an inch into his body and was unable to move forward.
No matter that the wounds on his body were bleeding profusely, Shi Jian was full of fighting spirit and attacked Xin Yan.
Xin Yan was so anxious that his flying swords kept hitting Shi Jian like a shuttle.
Wounds appeared on Shi Jian's body, and blood was flowing.
Shi Jian's forward steps suddenly stopped, a light flashed in his eyes, a phantom flashed by, and he suddenly grabbed the red flying sword in his right hand.
Grab the sword with your bare hands!
He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and then grabbed the sword body with his left hand. A red light flashed on his face, and he was about to break the flying sword.
Xin Yan was shocked and hurriedly activated his flying sword to escape.
Red light flashed, a stream of blood spurted out, and the red flying sword suddenly escaped.
The wounds on Shi Jian's hands were deep enough to show the bones, and they were bleeding.
Xin Yan was frightened for a moment. If Shi Jian had broken the flying sword just now, he would definitely lose this competition.
He has never learned the "Wind Control Technique" and will be eliminated as soon as Shi Jian gets close to him.
Lin Mu had helped him back then, and now he came to watch him compete. He would fight to the death to win.
After Feijian escaped, he immediately wandered around Shi Jian, and wounds appeared on Shi Jian's body.
The bluestone ground was a bright red, and Shi Jian had a determined look on his face. He simply ignored the flying sword, protected his eyes, and went straight to Xin Yan.
The distance between the two quickly narrowed to less than three feet.
Shi Jian quickly bent down and lowered his belly, then punched, a white light flashed, and the fist hit Xin Yan's heart directly.
But at this moment, his fist suddenly stopped.
The crimson flying sword flashed red light and pierced Shi Jian's belly half a foot deep, and blood spurted out immediately.
The pain on Shi Jian's face was unbearable, but he kept punching and punched out with all his strength.
boom!
Shi Jian punched Xin Yan in the lower abdomen, and Xin Yan suddenly floated into the air like a kite with its string cut off.
boom!
With a loud noise, Xin Yan fell to the ground softly like mud.
Boom!
Shi Jian lost too much blood and was stabbed in the stomach with a sword. He fainted and fell on his back on the stage.
Both of them lost their fighting ability.
Lin Mu hurriedly flew forward.