Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 441 Rules of the game, silent understanding, trap and killing

The rules of the first stage trial are purely about personal strength. This is also the rule that all the geniuses present understand.

As for the rules for the other podium, they become a little more complicated.

It is the most typical black and white camp.

As long as a monk chooses to participate in the war, there will be a distinction between black and white camps.

Moreover, people between the two camps will be hostile to each other and choose to attack each other.

It's a bit like camp confrontation.

At the beginning of the performance, the stage will be filled with fog, and the monks will be frozen in place and unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, three figures will randomly appear directly in front of the entrant.

The camps of these three people are irregular and unknown.

There may be three white camps with the same identity, or there may be three black camps.

Anyway, only the participants themselves know the camp identities of the participants.

Outsiders cannot know.

First, four people trapped in the same legal area can choose to attack others, or they can choose not to attack.

Second, if you don't fight with others, you will lose the game and wait for the next restart.

Third, only if you choose the right camp to attack the target and win the battle, you can gain measurement points.

Otherwise, the corresponding points will be deducted.

If you don't have enough points and choose the wrong challenge target, you will be eliminated directly.

"Why are our rules for the Prodigy Battle this time different from what the elders in the sect said?"

"What do the rules of the second podium mean?"

"I looked at the illusory image suspended in the sky back and forth several times, but I still couldn't fully understand the meaning contained in it."

"Until now, I still feel confused."

Inside the Zhenling Heavenly Palace, a big man in gray clothes was quite speechless. His already dull head became even more painful.

He comes from the Hidden Sect of the Eastern Region. Although he looks rough in appearance, his status is very special and he is above the lineage of many Dharma cultivators.

At this time, he felt that his big head, which had been rusty for many years, seemed to be growing a brain, and his expression was slightly dull.

"How do I feel? I can't understand it."

In the distance, a girl wearing blue clouds and colorful clothes showed her little baby face, and then she couldn't help but muttered.

Although she has the face of a young girl, her real age is even a little older than Luo Yan.

She is a truly proud daughter of heaven.

"Look at the second stage. The ravines on it are criss-crossed. Does it look like a huge chessboard?"

Although everyone present was exposed to the rules of chess in the True Spirit Realm for the first time, the monks who can stand here are all the leaders of the younger generation in the Cangwu Realm.

Although there are many people who don't like to use their brains, there are also many people who think clearly and sharply.

With the illusion of the void image, they can naturally figure out the trial rules of this stage.

The reason why I feel confused is just because it is my first contact, and the rules of this game are relatively complicated.

Even so, once you adapt to it for a while, you can almost truly master it.

"Playing chess?"

A man with a burly build and a resolute face murmured, his face looking very ugly.

Isn't this quite embarrassing?

The most annoying thing about a person like him is using his brain.

Let alone playing chess, he has lived for so many years and has never even seen what a chessboard looks like.

So, how can a person like him choose the second stage?

There is no difference between that and voluntary abstention!

In the eyes of the burly man, a good battle between geniuses obviously only requires burying one's head in the fight, but now he has made such a fool of himself.

How could this not make him angry?

It's just that he will only think about this kind of words in his heart and will not say it directly.

After all, the holy cultivators of the true spiritual world are very likely to be in this void, watching all this.

A small person like him would not dare to do anything disrespectful.

In addition, the illusory images on the two platforms have been explained very clearly.

Those are two different trial methods, each occupying half of the ascension quota!

As a result, although it was for no reason, the number of places for ascension was reduced by half.

But the number of competitors has also been reduced by half.

Overall, it's barely fair.

Therefore, many monks in the body refining department directly chose the first Taoist platform and turned a blind eye to the second Taoist performance platform.

Because the total number of people that these two podiums can accommodate is very limited.

If the opportunity to actively choose is too late and someone squeezes you into the second stage, it will be the end of the world.

Therefore, the geniuses of the Cangwu Realm present, who had a straightforward personality and liked to force others, all chose the first Taoist platform at the first opportunity.

When the people who chose the first platform were overcrowded and could no longer squeeze in, the remaining people fell into the second platform.

"This is."

At this time, Luo Yan was staring deeply at the second podium.

The long vertical and horizontal lines on it divide the entire podium into countless square grids.

The size of each square grid is almost several hundred meters long and wide. It is like a small dojo, just enough to accommodate people of Luo Yan's level to fight.

So even though the podium in front of you is so close, it actually contains multiple spaces.

This is the Sumeru Mustard Seed Technique, which can fold space into multiple layers. In the intuitive field of vision, there are at least dozens of overlapping layers.

It seems to be right in front of you, but in fact it is separated by countless worlds of nothingness.

Soon, the image on the sky stopped changing, and there was something majestic, majestic, and vast, like a being whispering like a god:

"Those who use strength enter the first stage, and those who use wisdom enter the second stage."

"The number of promotion places for the two Taoist platforms is nine each."

"After seven days, the qualification battle ends."

This gentle murmur was accompanied by a mysterious wave that spread like a tide.

The divine decree in the sky once again shone brightly, instantly erupting into a shocking ray of light, as blazing as the bright sun, but not so dazzling.

It's as if it's full of moonlight.

'Om! '

The geniuses present were illuminated by those golden lights, and then according to their own intentions, their figures disappeared instantly and entered the two podiums.

At the same time, Luo Yan also came to the second stage.

The competition for the first podium is too fierce. You don't need to think about it to know that it must be the place where the top geniuses with extremely strong strength are vying to go.

There are too many unparalleled monsters, so why not try the second trial rule.

Luo Yan landed on the second platform. The ground here was made of clouds, very thick and empty.

You can see the end at a glance.

Within this short few hundred meters, there is a four-sided barrier, which is full of black mysterious patterns, mysterious and unpredictable, and filled with a frightening aura.

Luo Yan stood in the Taoist platform with a thought in his mind and a slightly thoughtful expression on his face.

Because deep in the center of his eyebrows, there was a black talisman shining brightly.

According to the trial rules of the second stage, Luo Yan himself belongs to the black camp, and the number of people in the white camp is two to one.

Until now, Luo Yan has been thinking about the real difference between the two camps.

At the same time, three other images of Tianjiao adjacent to him appeared in Fang Jiezi's Xumi space.

The sights of these three people also followed, and it seemed that their eyes could see each other through the layers of nothingness.

Even their respective soul auras can be sensed, just as if they are facing each other face to face.

It seems far away, but it is actually very close.

Moreover, the three images in the void also have a kind of attraction that is vague or absent.

Luo Yan touched it with his hand, and the void formations on it glowed, and a powerful sense of space suddenly hit him.

This is a teleportation circle that can be teleported to another space through these talismans.

Luo Yan looked at these three figures calmly.

The sword cultivator was holding a long sword in one hand but had a dull expression on his face. Judging from the style of his Taoist robe, he seemed to be from Lingjian Mountain in Zhongzhou.

A middle-aged male cultivator with a slightly fat body and a kind expression; and an arrogant young Taoist priest wearing a mysterious robe.

"Fellow Taoists, you should all understand the rules of the second Taoist stage to a greater or lesser extent, right?"

"What are you going to do about this trial?"

"You can't just stay where you are and wait for the next Taoist battle, right?"

The middle-aged male cultivator with a kind expression was the first to speak.

His voice was not loud, but it could reach several people's ears through various spaces.

It seems that the legal space where the four of them are located is actually on the same floor.

Seeing the other three people, although they didn't reply to his words, they all turned their gazes over.

The middle-aged male cultivator raised a smile on his lips and continued:

"I do have a suggestion. I wonder if all Taoist brothers would be willing to listen to it?"

At this time, Luo Yan also locked his eyes on the illusory image, waiting for the person's follow-up.

He wanted to hear what this guy had to say.

"My suggestion is very simple, that is, everyone should report the color of their eyebrow marks."

"If it's a black and white match, then you can just fight on your own."

"Because one of the rules of this performance platform is that the two camps attack each other, and the black and white camps are rivals!"

A friendly smile appeared on the middle-aged male cultivator's face, giving him a gentle and gentle feeling.

He was originally a casual cultivator, but by chance, he mistakenly entered an ancient cultivator's cave. He thought he would die, but he never thought that things would turn out differently.

In the cave that was undergoing major repairs in ancient times, there was a magical spirit named Red Tengu.

The spirit of the magic weapon saw that although the middle-aged male cultivator's cultivation qualifications were average, he was able to pass through many legal restrictions and reach the center of the cave.

It means that this guy must have some great luck.

As a result, the fate of the middle-aged male cultivator completely changed.

From a down-and-out casual cultivator to one of the inheritors of the ancient cultivator, his path changed instantly.

This time the Prodigy Battle is the starting point for his expedition to the upper world!

"What do you think of my suggestion?"

"Although there are camps, in reality, you still have to rely on your own strength."

"If you can't defeat your opponent, even knowing the color of the opponent's camp means nothing."

The middle-aged male cultivator's words were sincere and came from the heart, making several people in the same legal domain feel the same.

After all, although the difference between camps is important, one's own strength is also a very important part.

Even if you are very generous and announce the color of the mark between your eyebrows, it will be completely useless if the other party cannot defeat you.

Only Luo Yan's eyes flashed with an interesting look on his face.

When he heard these words, he thought of another possibility.

However, he did not expose it, but chose to continue listening.

Seemingly seeing a change in the emotions of the three people opposite him, the middle-aged male cultivator spoke sincerely again:

"Let's introduce ourselves first, and let's make some suggestions!" "The color of the mark between my eyebrows is white!"

There was another moment of silence in the Dharma Domain space, and the young Taoist with a arrogant face spoke immediately:

"Pindao also has a white mark!"

"black!"

"black!"

Luo Yan and the swordsman with a dull expression responded one after another.

In this way, it seems that the four camps belong to two different camps.

Just suitable for pairing up in pairs, and then catching them to fight.

"In that case, let's not waste time and let's start the war!"

The sword cultivator with a dull expression was born, the long sword in his hand clanged, and in just an instant, boundless sword energy exploded.

It seems like the next moment, it will rise from the ground.

But in fact, this Mu Ran sword cultivator did not act immediately.

He wanted to see the reactions of the other two.

At this time, Luo Yan seemed to see something. He took a deep look at the middle-aged male cultivator, and then said:

"Since everyone has reported the color of their own mark, it's not good for me to watch here anymore."

"That Taoist brother opposite, you and I are both members of the Taoist sect, so we must have a lot in common."

"I am a humble person but I just want to ask you for advice. Please don't refuse!"

Luo Yan saw that the sword cultivator in the method domain was always staring at this side, so he directly set an example.

It seems to be saying: 'Now that everyone's camps have been distinguished, let's just fight and don't waste time'.

Moreover, before Luo Yan finished speaking, he dived directly into the legal space where the arrogant Taoist was.

As if impatient.

After all, time is precious in the Tianjiao battle. The earlier you win, the earlier you can get the measurement points.

Sure enough, Luo Yan's decisive behavior resonated with the Mu Ran sword cultivator from Lingjian Mountain.

As a sword cultivator, how could he be so suspicious and hesitant?

Even if there is a problem, he still believes that with the long sword in his hand, he can kill his opponent.

Therefore, the sword cultivator from Lingjian Mountain also reached into the image of the middle-aged male cultivator.

The two people over there have already collided with each other, so naturally he doesn't want to fall behind!

In terms of fighting methods, the people of Lingjian Mountain will not lose to any opponent!

However, when Luo Yan and the middle-aged male cultivator saw this scene, they all curled up their mouths, and a light flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Such a tacit understanding of behavior can easily lead to misunderstanding. Have they known each other for a long time?

The reason why Luo Yan did this was actually very simple.

That was him. When he saw the difference between the camps mentioned by the middle-aged male cultivator opposite, he thought of another possibility.

It can even be said that Luo Yan has a 90% probability of being able to conclude that the guy lied.

It is estimated that the mark between the eyebrows is also black, but the word white came out of the middle-aged male cultivator's mouth!

It was hard not to be surprised by this, and Luo Yan began to think about this guy's purpose.

Let's think about the rules of the second platform, there is this one: 'If you attack and kill people in the same camp, the corresponding measurement points will be deducted'.

The meaning of this sentence can actually be broken down into:

'Although you and I are in the same camp, as long as it is you, you deliberately run into my legal space to attack. '

'Then, you are the one who deducts the measurement points, not me! '

In other words, once the person who attacks first chooses the wrong target, he will lose the corresponding measurement points.

Using this, you can definitely eliminate some ignorant and naive people.

Although in this way, he will not get an increase in measurement points, but he will not be deducted either.

It can be said that he is invincible by nature!

Moreover, once the opponent is eliminated, it will be equivalent to one of his potential opponents, and one of his potential opponents will be invisible.

This is simply a sure-fire deal.

Otherwise, the middle-aged male cultivator would never be so generous.

When Luo Yan and the three of them were on guard, testing, and sizing up each other.

The guy started introducing himself to his family, looking like he was familiar with him.

People who can do such a thing are either naive and romantic, or they have a trough in their chest and hidden calculations.

Only in this way will it be in line with human nature!

But no matter how Luo Yan observed it, the middle-aged male cultivator who looked very kind did not seem to be without any scheming.

So, this is what that guy did!

From the moment he stepped onto the second stage, the calculation began.

After guessing this, Luo Yan even saw the slight hesitation of the Lingjian Mountain sword cultivator.

He simply prepared to help the middle-aged man with his cultivation, and simply set an example by setting foot directly into the space where the arrogant young Taoist was.

With this, the last bit of hesitation in the mind of the sword cultivator from Lingjian Mountain disappeared.

Then he set foot in the legal space where the middle-aged male cultivator was.

Moreover, while the dull-faced sword cultivator was hesitating, Luo Yan thought of something deeper.

How to calculate the measurement score after winning?

If they were all like that middle-aged male cultivator, just standing still and not taking the initiative to attack others, they would lack the violence.

Then, there is no need for the trial rules of this second stage.

Therefore, there must be factors that Luo Yan did not notice.

He took the initiative just to take this unnoticed factor into his own hands.

After all, talented people like them, except for a very small number, would rarely choose to lie when the situation on the field is unclear.

Because the people who can come here are basically the top geniuses from various major sects or families, and everyone has their own pride.

Believe in your own strength, be invincible among your peers, and not weaker than others.

Even if I tell you the color of the seal between my eyebrows, it will be useless if you can't defeat me.

Therefore, under such circumstances, most outstanding people would not bother to conceal and deceive others.

Because there's absolutely no need for that.

Therefore, people like middle-aged male cultivators whose words and deeds are inconsistent are in the minority.

Luo Yan didn't believe him because he had dealt with casual cultivators many times because of low-price auctions.

That group of people has always only pursued results, not the process. They have no faith in their eyes, only worldly contentment.

This is very different from the disciples of the sect.

If you come into contact with such people a lot, you will naturally be able to distinguish them easily.

The middle-aged male cultivator's tone when he spoke also gave Luo Yan a similar feeling.

Many times, by watching his actions and listening to his words, you can see a lot of things from the micro level.

'Groan! '

When Luo Yan entered the legal space of the arrogant young Taoist, the talismans spreading in the sky suddenly bloomed with blazing light.

Countless chains of order penetrated into the void, and then completely locked up the law domain space.

On the other side, the middle-aged male cultivator saw a trace of surprise in Luo Yan's eyes.

It was obvious that the seemingly young Taoist priest in Qingyi had seen through his intentions.

Then the choice was made directly.

Very happy!

Sure enough, the monks who can come to participate in the battle of geniuses are not that simple!

Now, it depends on whether the dull swordsman will be fooled or not.

Thinking of this, a trace of expectation flashed across the middle-aged male cultivator's dull eyes.

‘Clang! ’

A deafening sword sound came from the talisman in the void.

The sword cultivator with a dull expression was glowing all over, and with a casual finger of the long sword in his hand, a bright and gorgeous red light burst out.

The momentum is huge and terrifying, and the strength is amazing!

Just this burst of sword energy that filled the sky was able to withstand the full blows of many Foundation-Building Dzogchen cultivators.

Obviously, this seemingly dull swordsman is definitely one of the kendo seeds of Lingjian Mountain!

After all, whether a person is powerful or not can be judged just from the moment he takes action.

At this time, the Mu Ran sword cultivator looked at the middle-aged male cultivator opposite, with a calm look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a cold corpse.

It's not that he deliberately looked down on the other party and wanted to ridicule him.

But as a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator from Lingjian Mountain, his character is like this!

Because from the beginning of his practice, he began to be exposed to killing.

Because of this, countless souls died under the sword in his hands!

Years and months of killings have long made Mu Ran Sword Cultivator look down on everything.

This time, he believed there would be no surprises!

‘Clang! ’

Just at this moment, the magic sword in Mu Ran Sword Cultivator's hand made a soft sound.

As if echoing something.

The magic weapon has spirit, and the sword also has spirit!

This alone, a magic weapon-level sword with self-awareness, shows that Mu Ran Sword Cultivator's status in Lingjian Mountain is definitely not low!

After all, magic weapons are extremely lacking in other sects except Liuqi Pavilion, even for superpowers.

"Let's take action. For the sake of the mark you reported between your eyebrows, I won't bully you!"

The long sword in Mu Ran's sword cultivator's hand was glowing, and he looked coldly at the middle-aged male cultivator opposite him. The sword intention in his eyes seemed to be revealed directly.

It gives people a sharp and heart-pounding feeling.

But at this moment, the middle-aged male cultivator opposite showed his big white teeth and a smile on his face like a fox.

He held his concentration and pointed forward with one hand, and the mark between his eyebrows suddenly erupted into a torrential light.

‘Clang! ’

Mu Ran sword cultivator raised his sword, and the sword on his body was powerful. Just as he was about to strike at the opponent, an unparalleled sword light came out.

But suddenly he realized that with the middle-aged male cultivator's distant finger, he seemed to be forcibly trapped in place, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the talismans above the void rippled out chains of order, and the sky was filled with blazing light, falling like a gust of wind and rain.

At this time, Mu Ran Sword Cultivator could only stand where he was, watching helplessly as those chains of order passed through his soul.

'puff! '

With a soft crisp sound, it exploded like a bubble, and the figure of the wooden sword cultivator also dissipated bit by bit in this legal space.

Before disappearing, Mu Ran Jianxiu's pupils had been wide open, like copper bells.

Totally unbelievable!

Because he never thought that with the magical swordsmanship that he had practiced for many years, he wanted to achieve a blockbuster goal through this battle of geniuses, and then kill everyone.

He never thought that before he started fighting, the battle would be over as soon as he saw the person.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had nothing to do with him.

When such a scene happened, he was naturally shocked and full of disbelief!

But that was the fact. In just a moment, Mu Ran Sword Cultivator was eliminated.

Fortunately, although Mu Ran Sword Cultivator was eliminated, his life was still not in danger.

Because the mysterious talisman imprinted in the void only punched his body and soul out of the True Spirit Heavenly Palace.

Just fought back to Lingjian Mountain.

This can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.

(End of this chapter)