Chapter 1274 Five-year-old girl
On an empty square platform, two figures were facing each other, with solemn and cold looks in their eyes.
One of these two people is a young man in his twenties and thirties, and the other is an old man over fifty years old. Both of them are at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
There were bursts of cheers from all around, and many disciples wearing cloud-colored Taoist robes were divided into two sides, cheering for the old man and the young man respectively.
"Senior Brother Sun, who do you think will win this fight?"
When the two people were in a stalemate on the stage, a thin disciple in the crowd pulled an older man next to him.
"Then you still have to ask? Of course it's Senior Brother Li!"
The older man pointed at the old man without thinking, and said: "Senior Brother Li is a victorious general in Douxingtai. He has won eight games in a row in more than half a month, and every time his opponent is Qi Refining in the same period. How could this person defeat an eighth-level master?"
"Winning eight games in a row? Then doesn't Senior Brother Li have two opportunities to enter the Sutra Pavilion to learn spells?"
The thin disciple was startled.
Douxingtai is a place where Cang Yuan disciples compete and compete. The winner will be rewarded with spirit stones. If he can maintain three wins in a row, he will get a chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion.
"good."
The elder said: "The Sutra Pavilion is only opened every three years, but according to the rules of the Dou Xing Platform, you can get one hundred thousand mid-level spiritual stones for every win. If you win three games in a row, you can get 100,000 mid-level spiritual stones during this three-year period." Then you will get the opportunity to enter the Sutra Pavilion. If you win six games, you will get guidance from the elders. If you win nine games, you can choose an elder to become your disciple."
"Then Senior Brother Li has already won eight games. If he wins one more, wouldn't he be able to join the elder's sect?"
The skinny disciple was full of envy.
At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the old man in awe.
"That's natural. Since the establishment of Douxing Arena, not many people can win eight games in a row."
The elders also had reverence on their faces.
After a pause, he continued: "This is also because he is older than other disciples. At least he has an advantage in terms of cultivation time. However, this Douxing Platform is only set up for disciples below the eighth level of Qi Refining. Those who are above this level must If you want to gain the favor of the elders by entering the Sutra Pavilion again, you can only complete it by receiving some high-level tasks.”
"As for those Tianlinggen disciples who have been recruited from various places, they don't need to compete for qualifications at the Star Fighting Platform. The elders will accept them as disciples. This is the gap between people!"
"Senior Brother Li is indeed very strong."
"When my cultivation becomes stronger in the future, I will definitely challenge myself on this Dou Xing Platform. Not to mention becoming my teacher to the elders, I will be satisfied as long as I get a chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion!"
The thin disciple smacked his mouth, his face full of excitement.
"you?"
The older man shook his head.
"Forget it, don't say that I, as a senior brother, will hit you. Even if I reach the sixth level of Qi Refining, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive two games. You are still on the fifth level now. I'm afraid you'll get slapped as soon as you go up. Fan off the stage.”
"And don't you know what will happen if you defeat the Dou Xing Platform? Now you and I can barely be considered ordinary disciples. If we fail the challenge, we will be demoted to a handyman immediately. If we want to be promoted back, we can only do it on the Dou Star Platform. Win it back.”
"We ordinary disciples still have some spiritual stones to receive every month, and can also accept tasks in exchange for rewards. But once they are reduced to a handyman, in addition to sweeping the floor, washing clothes, and cooking every day, not to mention receiving the spiritual stone salary, they are accepting If you don’t have the qualifications for the mission, let alone win back the qualifications as a disciple, it will be difficult to improve your cultivation level.”
The elder's words left the thin disciple speechless.
"Humans, we always have to act within our capabilities. Just because we are not strong enough now doesn't mean we won't be able to do it in the future, but before that we still need to be patient, understand?"
He spoke earnestly and patted the thin disciple on the shoulder, looking encouraging.
"Yes! Thank you, senior brother, for the warning!"
The thin disciple nodded vigorously.
Seemingly remembering something again, he suddenly said: "But how did I hear that there is a disciple who has a dazzling record on the Douxing Arena recently, and has won six games in a row? His cultivation level doesn't seem to be very high?"
When the elder heard this, his expression suddenly changed, "Winning six games in a row? Is that the person you're talking about?"
"Yes, I heard that this person is still a young junior sister, but it is said that this woman is extremely powerful. No one who has fought with her can defeat a move in her hands. I really don't know how she did it. "
"And this little junior sister has a mysterious identity. I haven't seen her in any of the peaks. I don't know where she came from?"
The thin disciple looked strange.
The older man suddenly fell silent.
After a while, his face became dry and he said, "Don't you know who that little junior sister is?"
"Senior brother knows her identity?" The thin disciple was curious after hearing this.
The corner of the elder's mouth twitched, and he looked at the peak towering above the clouds with some fear, but he stopped talking.
The thin disciple was a little confused.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion around them, and the two of them looked up.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time on the fighting star stage. The young man let out a loud shout and a bright green flying sword in his sleeve rose into the air.
The young man's eyes were sharp and his momentum was high. As soon as the flying sword came out, he immediately stabbed the old man three times. The sword moves were so fast that it was almost impossible to avoid.
With his move, the atmosphere in the field immediately reached its climax, causing a commotion.
With the ruthlessness of this young man's attack, there were probably not many people present who could catch him.
But just when the young man was full of murderous intent, everyone was surprised to find that the old man opposite had a disdainful look in his eyes and stood motionless.
The young man saw this, and the murderous aura in his eyes became stronger. He pinched his fingers and urged the flying sword to shine brightly. In an instant, it slashed down towards the old man's head.
Suddenly, two muffled "puff" sounds were heard, and the old man flicked his sleeves, and a ball of spiritual light appeared in front of him. He rolled up into the air and blocked the flying sword.
The young man's face changed.
Just at this moment, the old man rubbed his hands together, raised them again, and muttered something.
Transparent beads as big as soybeans appeared in the air, like some kind of matrix-type magic weapon. Under the urging of the old man's spiritual power, they suddenly turned into dozens of phantoms circling in the air, like real human figures surrounding the young man.
The crisp sound of "ding ding dang dang" was endless. The flying sword that the young man sacrificed was directly trapped by several human figures, and the spiritual light was greatly reduced. No matter how he pinched the fingers to summon, he could not break free.
"Throwing beans into soldiers!"
The young man's face changed drastically.
The old man cast a spell that transformed objects into shapes. Although the attack power was not high, it was very good at trapping people.
The disciples who were watching were also shocked by the old man's wonderful spell, and they all showed admiration, and at the same time they were worried about the young man's situation.
However, the young man was not an ordinary person. Seeing that the flying sword was trapped, he immediately flew back, quickly took out a talisman from his arms, and quickly recited the spell.
A wave of emerald green light spread on the stage, and the next moment, mountains rolled down from mid-air.
A rumbling sound was heard, and everyone saw a green light roll, and the transformation spell cast by the old man disappeared instantly, and the young man's flying sword broke free again.
"Heavy Mountain Talisman!"
"This is a primary lower-level talisman with great power. I didn't expect him to have such a talisman in his hand."
Everyone's face changed slightly.
There are three levels of talismans: elementary, intermediate, and advanced. It is a great ability for a Qi-refining disciple to possess an elementary lower-level talisman.
Seeing that the young man had such means, the old man's supporters could not help but worry.
This person has continued the myth of winning eight games in a row. As long as he wins one more game, he can worship the elder as his teacher. His future is limitless. It would be a pity if he loses to this young man today.
Seeing that he has the upper hand, the young man is also very proud.
He grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands and was ready to give the old man a fatal blow.
At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared.
The old man was standing there, but suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Then, afterimages appeared around the young man, and in the blink of an eye, the old man was behind him.
"You?"
The young man was a little unprepared. He turned back and was about to activate the flying sword, but it was too late.
"Do you think you can defeat me with the Chongshan Talisman? That's just wishful thinking."
A lone and arrogant sneer came from behind, and the old man pointed his finger, and a ray of light shot out from his sleeve.
The light was so fast that even though it was close, the young man couldn't react in time. When he came to his senses, a small black snake was lying on his shoulder, swallowing its tongue and biting his neck fiercely.
"Plop!"
The young man's eyes turned white, and he fell over, his face suddenly turned purple.
"You can't kill people on the Douxingtai, how dare you kill me?" Feeling the poison in his body, the young man was full of fear.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but you don't want this cultivation." The old man took back the black snake and sneered.
"You!"
The young man's face changed drastically. It was more uncomfortable for a cultivator to lose his cultivation than to kill him.
He struggled hard and stared at the old man with resentment, but after a few convulsions, he foamed at the mouth and didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"Hmph, anyone who provokes me will end up like this." The old man kicked the young man down with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
Everyone was silent.
The old man crippled people's cultivation just because they disagreed with him. His method was extremely cruel. Now no one dared to challenge him.
"Senior Brother Li has won nine games in a row. Next, he can worship the elders as his master. I have sent thirteen elders. I wonder which elder he will choose to worship?"
Everyone was in awe.
Douxingtai is the promotion path for ordinary disciples like them. If they can fight here, they will reach the sky in one step.
The old man heard the discussion of the people below the stage, and his face was proud. He held his head high and was about to walk down.
As soon as he raised his foot, there was a sudden silence in the audience. The disciples seemed to have discovered something, their faces changed drastically, and then they took the initiative to divide the two sides and make way for a passage in the middle.
The old man frowned slightly, raised his head and looked, and a little girl about five years old came in the crowd.
The girl was dressed in green, with pigtails, bright eyes and white teeth. Although she looked young, she had the appearance of a country that could bring disaster to the country and the people.
It is not difficult to imagine how many heroes would bow down to her when she grows up.
At this time, the little girl was holding a string of candied haws in her hand, eating with relish while walking towards the Douxingtai.
"You are the guy who won eight games in a row..."
"Oh, no, the guy who won nine games in a row?"
The girl asked vaguely while eating without a sound.