Fish Sister's Cultivation of Immortality

Chapter 44 Prelude to the Immortal Sword Competition
  Qifeng came over, put his hand on the Bagua chart, and started to exert force. However, after he exerted his energy for a long time, the Bagua chart just didn't light up. It seemed that his skill was not good enough, so he had no choice but to give up.

"No, I don't have enough skills to open it! Junior sister, why are your skills so strong? I have practiced for many years more than you!" Qifeng was confused.

"Senior brother, you don't know, I have eaten magical fruit before, of course you can't compare to me!" Xuanbo said with a smile.

"Forget it, I don't seek great achievements in my practice, so you should just practice."

"Senior brother, you set up a barrier first and I'll break it, shall we go?" Xuanbo stood up and invited.

"Walk."

The two came to the courtyard.

This time, Xuanbo left the courtyard gate and Qifeng set up a barrier.

Xuanbo asked: "Are you ready?"

After a while, Qifeng called: "Okay!"

Xuanbo reached out and touched it. Hey, it was really bouncy and slippery, just like her bubbles, but the bubbles were visible, not the bubbles.

She stretched out her palm and hit the big bubble with "Pop!"

She only used five points of force. She touched it and saw, hey, it's open.

It seems that Senior Brother Qifeng's skills are not very strong either.

"Brother, I'm here!" Xuanbo jumped back and ran back.

"It's so easy to untie it? Okay, my mission is accomplished!" Qifeng was really happy for her.

After sending Brother Qifeng away, Xuanbo began to copy the first book.

Thinking of the expectations of her relatives in Dongting Lake and the helpless eyes of the little ones in Yunmeng Mountain, Xuanbo felt filled with strength. She wanted to bring the knowledge she had learned to them.

So she asked for leave again, this time without a set deadline.

She had to hurry up and get the two sets of books ready.

The books prepared for Yunmeng Mountain were easy to handle, but the books prepared for Dongting Lake were not easy to handle, and the waterproofing problem had to be solved.

So, she had to ask her teacher again: Master, how can I write a book that is not afraid of being soaked in water?
  Master replied: This is Yuehua Brocade, written with a golden pen
  After saying that, a roll of snow-white flowing water rolled down. It was such a big roll, half a meter wide, as thick as a water tank, and as thin as a cicada's wing. Ah, I'm afraid it would take a hundred years to copy it. ?
  Everything is ready, just start writing.

She was so busy these days that she didn't go to eat. She just went on a diet. When she was really hungry, she would take a piece of Ganoderma lucidum from the green jade ring to eat. Occasionally Qifeng and Yinxue Songxue would come to play with her, and sometimes they would bring her some food. of.

Listen to them, the Fairy Sword Competition held every five years is coming.

That is, the selection competition for personnel to go to the demon world for training.

Members of all cultivating sects can participate. First, an appropriate number of elite disciples are selected among the members of the sect. Then everyone gathers at Qianxun Mountain to conduct several rounds of screening. Finally, the elite among the elites are left, and then one is selected in the finals. The most outstanding talents lead everyone into the devil world.

This competition is of great importance, Xuanbo must participate, and she also has to go deep into dangerous areas to experience it.

Some delicate disciples are not allowed to go. Disciples like Xixue and Qifeng are not allowed to go, and the core disciples who are under special protection are not allowed to go, such as Qingxue. However, each sect also needs to produce more capable players. , because it is related to the reputation of the sect.

The best ones have always come from the Qianxun sect.

During this period, various sects become tense.

Xuanbo returned to class.

"Master Zhuhe, I also want to participate in the Immortal Sword Competition." Xuanbo actively signed up.

"Xuanbo, you'd better not participate. Even if you win, we can't let you practice. If you make a mistake, we won't be able to explain it!" Master Zhuhe firmly disagreed.

"Then I'll ask my master for instructions. If my master agrees, you must agree to it!" Xuanbo came up with a solution.

Xuanbo hurried home and wrote a letter to his master: Master, I want to go to the devil world to experience

After a while, Master replied: OK

Xuanbo quickly ran back to the class and reported to Master Zhuhe: "Master——, my master agreed."

"Really? Let me ask him." The master left.

Alas, Master still doesn’t believe it, Xuan Bo’s trip was in vain. She had no choice but to watch the battle first.

Tomorrow is the day of selection for our faction.

At night, Xuanbo took out the sword and wiped it.

She is just waiting to watch tomorrow's game and hopes Master Zhuhe will reply to her soon.

It was finally light.

Arrive at the venue early.

Xuanbo and Qifeng sat together and watched.

Qifeng was just watching, but Xuanbo's heart had already flown to the playing field.

Qifeng always wanted to make her laugh, but she just couldn't be happy.

Qingxue and Suxue were also watching.

They were all staring at Xuan Bo.

But Suxue was mainly looking at Qifeng, her eyes shielding the swirling waves.

And she has made a perfect plan. As long as Xuan Bo dares to go to the Demon Realm, she can bribe the people in the Demon Realm to kill Xuan Bo without anyone noticing.

She felt that with Xuan Bo's skill, finding a slightly higher level demon cultivator could kill her in seconds.

I'm afraid she won't go.

But Qingxue is just the opposite. She is afraid that Xuan Bo will go and make meritorious deeds, in which case Xuan Bo will have a greater chance of winning.

Auditions are taking place on the field.

People from both the intermediate and advanced classes can sign up, but the competition is not divided into classes. They are all randomly mixed together. This is absolutely fair.

There are more than a thousand disciples of the Qianxun sect, both inside and outside the sect, and the competition cannot be completed in three days. Some people from distant peaks are still halfway there.

First, fifty people randomly competed against each other, and two people competed against each other.

On the large training ground, the teams were lined up, and people on the field could see them clearly.

The competition field is full of dazzling swords and exciting scenes. Everyone is from the same discipline, and they just click through. It is quite suitable for watching and learning.

Unlike other competitions, the losing side this time will not be sad because it is safer.

Therefore, some team members will not use their full strength.

Whoever wants to rush forward, just do it. If you win, you can get honors and go to the demon world to grab some demon pills, magic weapons and the like.

So the game is about winning and losing in its own way.

There is such a competition in the world.

The disciples watching were all chatting happily. Qingxue and Suxue were surrounded by a large group of star-chasing girls, eating plums and commenting on each other.

Qifeng actually brought a book. When he saw Xuan Bo, he didn't say anything and just started reading by himself.

Suddenly, Xuanbo came up with a good idea, and her big eyes lit up again: "Brother, I thought of a good idea. If Master Zhuhe doesn't agree with me to go to the Demon Realm, I will go secretly by myself. Isn't that okay? Yet?"

Upon hearing this, Qifeng said, "Okay! I'm going too!"

"Senior brother, you'd better not go. You have a special status. You are the treasure of your country. You can't go." Xuanbo immediately regretted it.

"It's okay, I don't believe the demon can eat me! I still have guards!" Qi Fengte wanted to explore the demon world.

"Brother, you really can't go, otherwise my sin will be huge. If you go, I will never pay attention to you again!" Xuanbo was really angry.

"Don't be angry, little junior sister." Qifeng was anxious.

(End of this chapter)