Chapter 399 - Acquisitions

When Long Xuan returned to reality, he discovered that he had already arrived in a great hall, and the four corners of the hall were brightly lit. The first thing he saw were the eight elders seated in the great hall, among them were monks and nuns, and quite a few people were gathered below the great hall. Long Xuan saw with a glance that Long Cong and Ye Ziming were among this group, and Long Xuan even revealed a mischievous smile at Long Xuan, but just as Long Xuan was about to speak to Long Cong, an old monk suddenly appeared in front of him, and he looked at the participants in the great hall and announced loudly: "Okay, all the participants in this competition have come out from the Sword Training Convention, so this is the last batch of the three hundred participants."

only now understood that these people were the last contestants for the competition, and the eight elders that were sitting on the high platform were definitely the patriarchs of the Ancient Martial World s. Long Xuan casually glanced at the patriarchs, and what surprised him was that these patriarchs did not seem to have a very high cultivation level, the old monk sitting in the middle had his temples bulged, and his eyes shone brightly. It was obvious that they were martial arts experts from both inside and outside, but he was not the patriarch of the other sects.

The monk standing in front of the crowd looked at everyone in the hall and continued: "Shaolin Temple Luo Han Tang has returned to freedom, and under the orders of the Sect Leader, she will host this year's Sword Training Convention. All of you participants will go to find the person in charge to register the families and sects that you belong to, and tomorrow, the elimination round will begin, and the specific circumstances will be notified, in a moment, the disciples of our sect will lead everyone to rest, and now everyone can leave."

As soon as Gui Song's voice fell, a row of gray-robed monks walked out from around the hall. When Long Xuan and the other two walked out, under the guidance of a monk, Long Xuan realized that it was already late at night, and the group was currently standing on top of a mountain. From afar, they could see the lights of the temples below, and from above the sky, a cold moon shone down, illuminating the entire mountain peak.

Long Xuan and the other two had been assigned a room, looking at the arrangements made for their rooms, all the living necessities were available, the three of them were very surprised, they never thought that there was such a human side of the Shaolin Temple.

The Shaolin disciple that was leading the way said to the three of them, "I wonder which power these three Almsgivers are representing. I need to register my name."

Long Xuan and Long Cong did not speak, but Ye Ziming, who was beside them, stepped forward and smiled, "Senior Brother, the three of us are together. We represent the Ye Family."

After the disciple of Shaolin heard Ye Ziming's words, he nodded his head: "Alright, since it's the Ye Family, then I believe you all know the rules of the competition, so I will not speak anymore, rest early."

Ye Ziming cupped his fists at the Shaolin disciples: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

The disciples of Shaolin also returned the greeting, "The little monk takes his leave." He immediately turned around and left.

Ye Ziming turned around and noticed that Long Xuan and Long Cong was currently sitting on the sofa looking at him. He walked over to Long Xuan and sat down beside him, but laughed: "I knew you guys would definitely come in."

Long Xuan looked at the smiling Ye Ziming. They had met in the Secret Realm and was in a very good mood. You still doubt our strength? "

However, Ye Ziming smiled as he glanced at Long Cong, turned his head and said to Long Xuan: "I definitely believe in your strength, it's just that I didn't expect that Long Cong could also come in, which is somewhat surprising to me."

Hearing Ye Ziming's words, Long Xuan did not say anything, he knew clearly in his heart what Ye Ziming meant by his words: If not for Long Xuan's meticulous guidance, it would be impossible for him to stay in the last three hundred places, although his cultivation was still at the middle stage of the Innate Realm, but his overall strength was countless times stronger than before, especially since Bai Meng had given him two decent treasures, it would not be difficult for him to enter the last three hundred places. If he was lucky, he might still be able to get a good rank in the competition, but his performance was extremely calm.

was extremely satisfied with Long Cong. In this period of time, the two of them had interacted, and Long Xuan had invested a lot of resources into Long Cong, but in order to make up for the fact that his foundation was insufficient, Long Xuan had spent a lot of time and effort. Although he could not become a demon, his future cultivation path would be flat on the road.

Seeing that Long Xuan and Yue Yang did not take up the topic, Ye Ziming immediately continued: "The annual Sword Training Convention competitions will be conducted by drawing lots, with the first competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the second competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor being the third competitor.

Hearing Ye Ziming's introduction of the competition, Long Xuan and Long Cong could not help but lightly nod their heads. Seems like the Sword Training Convention received a lot of attention from the people of the Ancient Martial World, otherwise, they would not waste such a large amount of effort to host such a huge event. Presumably, all of the powers of the Ancient Martial World had already begun to pay attention to them, and the final beneficiaries of this competition would definitely be the great powers of the Ancient Martial World.

Long Xuan chuckled: "Are there any rewards for the final victory?"

When Ye Ziming asked this question, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Of course, every time the Sword Training Convention s get rich rewards, but over the years, the final ten places will always be controlled by the disciples of the Eight Major Sects, so it's extremely difficult for us, the aristocratic families and other forces, to get these rewards. I heard that the final ten places will have the chance to join the cultivation world's Immortal sects, and I'm not very clear about the specifics.

However, the cultivation world seemed to have always been very secretive and secretive, so it would be good if he could go and experience the world of cultivation. Looking at the similarly excited Long Cong, Long Xuan couldn't help but smile slightly; to be honest, he did not take the Ye Family's rewards seriously, but as for being able to head to the cultivation world, his heart was still quite moved.

Since they still had to fight tomorrow, the three of them did not talk for long before each of them took a break. Naturally, they did not speak for the entire night.

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