The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"From today on, Lindan Peak starts with me. Everyone must work hard to revive Lindan's reputation!"

"This competition will select the top ten disciples from the outer sect of this peak to represent this peak in the sect confrontation conference half a year later. In addition to the rewards they deserve, each of the ten disciples who will represent this peak will also receive Get a bottle of mid-grade Qi Gathering Pill. As long as someone can win the confrontation, they will get a Foundation Building Pill!"

Tong Dachuan said loudly. The main purpose of what he said was to boost the morale of the Lindan Peak disciples. Moreover, even if someone could win, only his direct disciple Lin Hongzhi would have this possibility. Giving him the Foundation Establishment Pill was just giving him the foundation pill in advance. That’s all.

"boom......"

The whole place was in an uproar. All the disciples were so excited that their faces turned red and they were breathing heavily, with expressions of eagerness in their eyes. The Foundation Establishment Pill is the most desired item for human immortal cultivators. For the Foundation Establishment Pill, countless bloody storms have occurred in the world of immortality cultivators.

The origin of the Foundation Establishment Pill is unknown, but for tens of thousands of years in the world of immortality, when human monks advance to Foundation Establishment, they must take the Foundation Establishment Pill to assist in breaking through the bottleneck. The other pills cannot achieve even half of the effect of the Foundation Establishment Pill. . Therefore, if you want to build a foundation, you must prepare a foundation building pill, otherwise it can be said that there is almost no hope.

Zhan Nianchuan's heart also moved slightly, and then calmed down. He had previously heard from Wang Yan that Tong Dachuan would definitely reward the winning disciple this time, and he might take out the foundation-building pills, and with his qualifications, he wouldn't even think about succeeding in foundation-building if he didn't get ten or eight pills.

Seeing that the disciples' emotions had been completely aroused, Tong Dachuan smiled slightly and waved his hand. The ground in the square shook violently, a loud roar was heard, and ten stone platforms several feet high and nearly a hundred feet wide rose up from the ground, with numbers from one to ten on them. .

Signaling Chen Qizhi to start, Tong Dachuan returned to the big chair and sat down with his hands behind his hands.

Chen Qizhi took a step forward, raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Peak Master orders, start drawing number plates!"

Seeing all the disciples taking out their sect tokens one after another, Zhan Nianchuan also took out his own and saw a flash of light above, "Station 1, No. 82." Then he walked to the foot of Stage 1 and waited. Go to war.

At this time, there are already ten disciples with Qi Condensation level seven or above waiting on the ten high platforms. It seems that they should be inner disciples from Lindan Peak. Tong Xi is also among them, which makes Zhan Nianchuan feel a little pity. She's on channel two.

After everyone got the number plate, they were talking a lot. The scene was very noisy and chaotic for a while. Tong Dachuan, who was sitting on the high platform above, looked at the commotion of the people under the stage, frowned, and snorted coldly, and a powerful wave of mana enveloped the whole place. , the bodies of all the disciples suddenly sank, and they suddenly felt out of breath, so they all immediately fell silent.

Chen Qizhi held a book page in his hand and watched everyone sit down near their respective high platforms. After half a cup of tea, he announced in a deep voice:

"The rules are as follows: one party surrenders or loses combat effectiveness, and is knocked out or forced out of the stone platform, and is the loser. The winner will enter the next round until the last ten people are decided. And all losers will have a chance to challenge the ten at the end. If you want to get the final spot, you must defeat one of them, then accept the challenge from the other disciples and win them all.”

"The ten inner sect brothers and sisters are responsible for calling the numbers and ensuring your safety. You can take action with confidence and boldness. Okay, I won't say much more. The competition begins now!"

The person presiding over the competition on stage 1 was a young man in soap clothes, holding a thin book in his hand. He looked listless, as if he could fall asleep standing up, and his voice was lazy.

"Number one, number two come on stage."

Immediately, a sturdy young man and a petite female disciple flew onto the stage and both saluted the senior brother.

The young man in soap clothes looked like he was ignoring me. He scratched the page twice with his fingers and lazily announced "Start".

The sturdy young man and the petite woman then each showed their magical weapons and stood face to face, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The sturdy young man smiled honestly and said, "Junior sister, please take action."

The woman was not polite and said, "Be careful." Then she threw the jade ring in her hand directly at the boy. It split into three parts and grew bigger instantly. It looked quite impressive.

The young man did not dodge, and roared loudly. His body suddenly swelled by three points, and the muscles all over his body were taut. He waved his fists and directly connected with the three rings. Hearing only three bangs and bangs, he immediately smashed all three rings away.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly took a breath of air. Is it possible that this young man's physical strength is so amazing that he can actually use his flesh and blood to forcibly connect a magic weapon?

However, although the young man succeeded in catching it, he also took a few steps back. Only then did people realize that there was a black light on the young man's fist, which turned out to be wearing gloves.

The girl's face turned pale when she saw that the magic weapon she was driving with all her strength was easily smashed away by her opponent. Then she bit her silver teeth and slapped the storage bag. Suddenly, several talismans flew out and turned into several tigers and pounced on the boy. At the same time, he pressed the magic formula, and the three rings suddenly shined brightly and smashed towards the young man again.

Seeing this scene, the strong young man suddenly rushed forward, beating several tigers to pieces with his fists along the way. In an instant, he rushed in front of the girl, not caring at all about the ring that was about to hit him.

The girl's face changed drastically when she saw this. The situation in front of her was already very obvious. Although the ring could hit the boy, she would definitely be seriously injured by the boy's fist before that.

In desperation, the girl only had one pinch to cast a veil of water around her, but the ring couldn't care less. The ring that lost its magical support suddenly lost its light, turned into one, and fell off the stage with a snap.

The young man's fist hit the water curtain hard, making a loud bang, and the water curtain collapsed inwards. The young man smiled, and his fists hit the water curtain like raindrops. Soon the water curtain dimmed in luster.

The woman had no choice but to say, "I give up."

The sturdy young man immediately closed his fists, walked to the audience, took a pill, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

The young man in soap clothes immediately scratched the page and shouted loudly, "No. 3, No. 4."

The two men immediately jumped onto the high platform and started fighting. One used a stick and the other used a flag. The fight was very lively.

Zhan Nianchuan watched carefully, thinking about how to deal with different attacks. Speaking of which, I only have rich experience in fighting monsters, but I still lack experience in fighting with monks. I have only fought against Liu Yandan, and now this is a rare learning opportunity.

Soon, one man lost his magic power and was rolled down the stone platform by the flag.

"Number five, number six."

"No. 7, No. 8"

…

As time passed, the sky became dark, the bright moon hung high, and the entire Lindan Peak was filled with light mist under the moonlight.

Several huge fluorescent stones were sacrificed on the summit square, emitting bright light and illuminating the entire square as bright as day.

A thin man appeared on stage No. 1, carrying a long sword and looking arrogantly at his opponent, a disciple at the fourth level of Qi Condensation.