Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1110 Competing for the ranking
"Old Mu, you are so excited just by having eleven spiritual veins. Do you know that this kid has surrendered the Mopan Shenbao of Tianliu Mountain!"

Duan Zijian personally experienced the life-and-death battle between Tianliu Mountain and Lu Xiaobei, and he clearly knew how passive Lu Xiaobei was when he brutally killed Tianliu Mountain.

Elder Qinglong let go of Lu Xiaobei's arm, and nodded in satisfaction, liking this kid more and more.

But Duan Zijian followed up and said: "Jian Kujue, a bone-destroying elemental weapon, our Yin Yang Tomb really needs to feel proud!"

"What?" Elder Qinglong couldn't sit still any longer, he stood up in a daze and asked, "Who got the Yuan Qi?"

Yuan Qi is a supreme treasure for any cultivator under the Pangu Realm. How could he sit still when Duan Zijian mentioned the bone-eroding Yuan Qi?
"It's so far away from the horizon!" Duan Zijian pointed at Lu Xiaobei with a smile.

Elder Qinglong almost fell over, supported the chair and stared and asked, "Did you really get the Yuan Qi? Where did you get it?"

"Over there in the water prison!" Lu Xiaobei scratched his head, chuckled and said, "It's just luck, I didn't expect this thing to be hidden under the water prison."

"You, you... What a risk you have taken, maybe you will die!" Elder Qinglong was angry at Lu Xiaobei's adventure.

"Okay, old Mu, the matter is over, now he is under my control, you are not allowed to rob me!" Duan Zijian took the initiative to rob him.

"I'll leave it to you, I don't worry, just look at your greedy look!" Elder Qinglong smiled knowingly, and said to Lu Xiaobei: "From now on, I will study hard with Pharaoh Duan. This guy has a lot of treasures. I will ask for a few more later!"

"Okay!" Lu Xiaobei was not afraid of having too many treasures, he wished his universe bag was full.

"Pharaoh beat people, why did you ask me to come here?" Lu Xiaobei finally remembered the business.

"Oh, I just wanted to show you how powerful you are to Lao Mu. I came here to tell you about your next training plan. Our Yin Yang Tomb has merged the foreign and internal races, and some specific positions have also been posted on the bulletin board. .Your master, Elder Qinglong, is now the Chief Elder, the leader of all the principals and elders. The three-day competition for the rookie list, hero list, and elite list in Yinyang Tomb is about to begin. You have to participate too. This is a All disciples must participate in the competition." Duan Zijian talked about the disciple list.

"No problem, I will participate!" Lu Xiaobei had no objection.

"The ranking of this disciple list determines the battle for the Yin-Yang Pool in the near future. The battle for the Yin-Yang Pool was initiated by our sect, but all the third-rate martial arts sects have come to participate. Currently, there are three sects identified, and the strength of the other sects is not as good as these Sect, so I dare not send people to participate. The three sects are San Sect, Warrior Sect and Shushan Sword Sect." Duan Zijian stopped here.

Lu Xiaobei knew the reason why Duan Zijian stopped. Zhao Liang, the son of the mound owner, went to Shushan Sword Sect to establish his own family, and this time he was definitely going to cause trouble.

Duan Zijian went to arrest Zhao Liang under the order of the old mound master. He never thought that this guy was hiding. At present, some disciples of the Yin Yang mound are searching for news about Zhao Liang outside. There will be an inevitable battle at that time.

But what Lu Xiaobei cares about is not Zhao Liang, but the people who are scattered.

"Pharaoh Duan, to tell you the truth, I have fought against the people from Sanmen ahead of time!" Lu Xiaobei said.

"Oh? Who did you fight against?" Duan Zijian looked into Elder Qinglong's eyes, and his eyes were filled with shock and worry.

"The butcher Shen Lao Wu!"

"Evil Soul!"

The two took a deep breath.

"Are you injured? It's not a good thing to be invaded by evil spirits, come here and let me have a look!" Elder Qinglong asked eagerly for his disciple.

"I'm not injured, Old Fifth Shen is dead!" Lu Xiaobei said calmly.

"You killed Old Fifth Shen?" Duan Zijian shouted with wide eyes.

"Yes, he has been hiding in the crematorium in the western suburbs of Dongshan City for many years. I don't know how many corpses he has refined. This person can't be kept. The methods are too cruel!" Talked to Elder Qinglong.

After hearing what Lu Xiaobei said, Duan Zijian and Elder Qinglong laughed.

"Haha, I didn't expect Shen Laowu, the fifth-ranked butcher in Sanmen, to be able to beat my apprentice. It's ridiculous!"

"Isn't that right! This Shen Laowu has done so many evil things, he really deserves to die!" Duan Zijian echoed.

"However, there are many Sanmen masters, and there is even a master who has entered the Pangu Realm. Among these third-rate martial arts sects, it should not be underestimated. It seems that this battle for Yin-Yang Pond cannot be passed safely. Shushan Sword Sect and Sanmen The gate has formed a bridge with our Yin-Yang Tomb!" Duan Zijian said with a serious face.

"It doesn't matter, the battle for the Yin-Yang Pond is not for Pangu Realm masters. As long as that guy doesn't come, our Yin-Yang Tomb may not be afraid of breaking the door. At that time, the right guardian will be out of the gate. If he successfully breaks through eleven spiritual veins, I have another eleven-vein master in the Yin-Yang Tomb, what is there to be afraid of?" Elder Qinglong said disapprovingly.

"That's right, just be careful when the time comes!" Duan Zijian is right to think so, if the master of the Pangu Realm makes a move, the old mound master will definitely not sit idly by, his strength is one of the best in this Yinyang Tomb, and he will fight against the master of the Pangu Realm It doesn't hurt either.

"Xiaobei, go get ready! Tomorrow's competition for the rookie list, the rules are posted on the bulletin board, you can go and get familiar with the rules of the written test. We expect you to be number one on the elite list, Commander The thrones of all Yin-Yang Tomb disciples must be yours, don't slack off!" Duan Zijian said seriously.

"I know Pharaoh Duan, then master, you are chatting with Pharaoh, I'm going out for a walk!" Lu Xiaobei backed out.

After leaving the Legal Affairs Pavilion, Lu Xiaobei went to the bulletin board to look at the rules of the written test.

The competition for the disciple list lasted for three days. The first day was for the rookie list, the second day was for the hero list, and the third day was for the elite list.

The rules are very simple, all the disciples draw lots to decide their opponents, and they will fight in pairs, and the winner can proceed to the next battle.

A total of [-] disciples participated in the competition for the ranking of the disciple list. These [-] disciples were all disciples who had been on the list before. Yes, the disciples of the inner race are stronger than those of the foreign race, and there are many masters with ten veins here.

Lu Xiaobei can't take it lightly, after all, the disciples of the five branches of Yinyang Tomb all have their own housekeeping skills.

After reading the rules, Lu Xiaobei decided to go to Zhang Yihao and Kan Dalu and ask them if they signed up for tomorrow's competition. If they did, Lu Xiaobei planned to help them make more breakthroughs today.

(End of this chapter)