Longevity Gourd

After hearing this, everyone was filled with emotion.

"So, if we succeed in the fight, wouldn't we be able to become top-level disciples and take the Foundation Establishment Pill!" Jia Lei said excitedly.

Four veterans, Fu Peng and Mo Yang, all looked at him with complicated expressions, as if they were looking at an idiot.

In the end, Hui Fen sighed slightly and couldn't help but pierce this fantasy:

"Brother Jia, I didn't deliberately look down on you. You are either seriously injured or killed when you fight in the arena in the water!"

Seeing that the four of them didn't look like they were joking, Jia Lei stopped laughing and asked earnestly, embarrassed and puzzled:

"Why do you say that? Could it be that my eighth-level Qi practice still doesn't meet the requirements?"

The woman named Huifen looked at Jia Lei and hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed and said:

"Brother Jia, there are only five places in the Ascension Conference. Do you know how many people compete every year? Who are the final winners?"

"Also ask Mrs. Hui to enlighten me!"

"The Ascension Conference is held every year, and I have seen it with my own eyes several times. But each time it was extremely bloody, and it still makes me chill when I think about it now..."

Hui Fen's hands that pressed against the table trembled slightly, and her face turned pale.

"Mrs. Hui has just talked for a long time. She should take a break and drink tea to moisten her throat. I'll tell you later..."

Fupeng took over.

"The four of us knew about the Ascension Conference, so we didn't plan to participate. Since you are brave and want to fight for that glimmer of hope, I will tell you how powerful it is, lest you be killed as soon as you come to power without any preparation!"

Xiao Ping, Fang Hu and the others all turned pale.

"Participants must reach the seventh level of Qi training, just because they can take the foundation pill at the seventh level, it does not mean anything else; as for the maximum age requirement of forty years old, the five factions will also jointly check to prevent someone from fooling around. ."

"There are only two requirements for the competition in the ring competition. It can be said that it is extremely loose. But loose does not mean that the competition is easy, and even the opposite is true.

Looking at the whole country of Chiliang, plus many small countries nearby, how many people are eligible? The answer is a lot! Therefore, the annual Ascension Conference is extremely tragic! "

"This Baiyunfang City is in the world of immortal cultivation in Chiliang Country. It was originally very remote and there were not many people at all. But now, how many times do you see the number of monks? These people are planning to rush to the place where the Ascension Conference will be held!"

The smile on Jia Lei's face disappeared completely:

"Is it true that the ninth- and tenth-floor masters I saw in Fangshi were all going to the ring? With so many people in such a small place, how many are there in the real Ascension Conference..."

Fang Hu also turned pale, full of worry and loss.

"So, with those people on the ninth and tenth, or even the eleventh, and above floors, don't we have no hope at all!"

"Brother Fang's words are not good. For monks fighting, mana is not the decisive factor, but also depends on fighting experience, high-quality instruments, powerful talismans and other aspects.

Otherwise, the major factions will only accept people according to their cultivation bases, and there is no need to open the Immortal Ascension Conference..."

Gong Hou, who had never spoken, said.

"Brother Gong is right..."

Xiao Ping listened to it for a long time, but he was not as optimistic as the two, or maybe they were just comforting.

After all, magical tools, talismans and other things can be obtained by everyone; the combat experience is also acquired. But the gap in mana cannot be made up overnight.

In general, although there are no absolutes, people with high cultivation bases are more likely to be stronger than those with low cultivation bases.

After Fu Peng comforted Fang Hu, Jia Lei and the other four, he continued:

"Although there are many arenas in Shengxian, the competition is one, and the top five people are finally selected and worshipped in the five factions.

The competition system adopts a best-of-two system, the winner is promoted, the loser is eliminated, and then two people will compete... This continues until the final top five!

It's not over yet! These five people have to accept the challenge of other opponents, until no one dares to play, they will be considered the final winner! "

Xiao Ping's brows jumped, what kind of game is this? It is clearly raising Gu!

After a moment of silence in the room, Hui Fen sighed deeply and said:

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Fu said it too simplistically. The **** and tragic level of the actual fighting process cannot be easily described!"

"Fighting cultivators above the eighth and ninth floors are inherently powerful and difficult to control on their own. In addition, the outcome is often very variable, so both sides dare not let go!

Most of the losers were either killed or injured, and the winners were also badly injured! There are a lot of people who are both losers! Therefore, there has always been a saying among loose cultivators: If you want to participate in the Ascension Conference, you must have the determination to die! "

Tan Li asked with a pale face:

"Could it be that the big faction who presides over the game will not stop it? At least these people are all foundation-building cultivation bases, and they should be able to stop in time..."

Speaking of this, Hui Fen sneered:

"Hmph, don't forget, the people participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference are all loose cultivators! No matter how many loose cultivators die, what does it have to do with them?"

Xiao Ping couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

This Immortal Ascension Conference was originally held by the five major factions in order to resolve the contradictions between the loose cultivators. Now, the loose cultivators are fighting many conflicts every year, causing heavy casualties, which is naturally a good thing for them...

"Last year was especially tragic. There were two great masters of the eleventh floor! As a result, one of them died and one was seriously injured, and both were eliminated!

As for the masters on the tenth and ninth floors, there are countless casualties every year..."

"How can this happen! How can it be..."

Fang Hu didn't know what he was thinking, UU reading www.uukanshu.com murmured blankly.

Daoist Moyang glanced at Fang Hu and explained:

"The eleventh-floor cultivator who was seriously injured and completely disabled came from a cultivator family. In fact, every year there are people from the cultivator family who compete as loose cultivators..."

"The Xiuxian family? The foundation of the Xiuxian family is far from the comparison of ordinary loose cultivators. The cultivators trained are far better than the loose cultivators in terms of skills, instruments, and fighting experience!"

This time, not only Jia Lei, but also Hui Fen, a loose cultivator who has been in the world of immortal cultivation for a long time, is puzzled:

"Don't they have other channels to join those major factions? And the family already has the opportunity to get the Foundation Establishment Pill, why do they need to send people to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference?"

Xiao Ping's heart moved. Does the Xiuxian family have a channel to join the great faction? Wouldn't it be nice to join in...

He is an ordinary seventh-floor cultivator, and it is really unlikely that he will win the Immortal Ascension Conference.

The exercises are low-level, without guidance, without critical resources, and without any successful or failed foundation-building experience, and it is even more impossible to build foundations on your own.

As an ordinary loose cultivator, it is still too difficult. It is almost impossible to bypass these major factions and break through the strict barriers.

But if you still want to build a foundation pill, the only way left is the Xiuxian family! Rao is because he is not optimistic, and he still can't help but think so...

Obviously, he wasn't the only one who thought so.

"Mrs. Hui said that, doesn't it mean that if you join the Xiuxian family, you will have the opportunity to build a foundation pill?"

Jia Lei's face lit up again with hope.

Xiao Ping subconsciously looked at Daoist Moyang, but his pupils shrank imperceptibly.

At most, Daoist Moyang only looked unhappy before, but at this time, he couldn't hold back the expression on his face, the weather was uncertain...