Natural Fairy Species

  Chapter 86 Dust Settled

   "Bai Zichen, you are so powerful, you can even beat the half-advanced gold-threaded black pot... But you can't move now, and the final winner is me!"

  Xiong Baishan gritted his teeth and said with a distorted face.

  Looking at the trend just now, the silver-streaked black 罴 has accumulated a lot of blood. If there are another few decades, it is very possible to be promoted to a gold-threaded black 罴.

  Second-level spirit beasts have a long lifespan, and can already be used as township spirit beasts of the Xiuxian family to protect the scenery for a hundred years.

  Bai Zichen tore off the tattered Taoist robe on his body, revealing the thin inner armor with several obvious bear paw marks on it.

  "I let you down, I have half my life left, it's not difficult to beat you."

  Bai Zichen touched the Bailian Tiancanyi with lingering fear. At the critical moment, the inner armor blocked a block and took half of the damage.

   Otherwise, he should have been ripped open.

  Xiong Baishan took out a bunch of talismans, and struck out several gray finger-width slender talismans, falling towards the Golden Sparrow Sword and Black Bamboo Sword.

   "This is the spirit sealing talisman I specially prepared for you. Without the flying sword, I want to see how you can defeat me!"

  Xiong Baishan had tears in his eyes. The Spirit Sealing Talisman has the functions of sealing the spiritual power of magical artifacts and confining treasures, but the conditions for use are harsh.

   Right now, there are two flying swords, one is still stuck in the body of the dead Jinsi Heizhen, and the other is thrown to the other corner of the ring.

   are all far away from the master, just in time to be found by the sealing talisman, and each flying sword is covered by five or six talismans.

  Bai Zichen stretched out his hand and made a move, and sure enough, the connection between the two flying swords and himself became insignificant, very meager.

  If you spend a certain amount of time or shorten the distance of the flying sword, you can easily break the spirit sealing talisman.

   But seeing that Xiong Baishan has already propped up the pagoda, the ground shakes every time he takes a step, and he is approaching slowly and firmly, he will definitely not give this opportunity.

  Bai Zichen wiped the storage bag, got another wooden sword in his hand, and stood up while supporting the ground.

  Under Xiong Baishan's unbelievable eyes, he raised his hand and blasted a crack in his pagoda with a flash of sword light.

  Xiong Baishan hurriedly wanted to reconnect the Three Treasures Linglong Pagoda to the ring again, but this milky white sword light with great righteousness came back from a tricky angle, attacking it must be saved, and the pagoda had to start all over again.

  After so many rounds, the light and shadow of the pagoda are already covered with cracks.

   Poof!

  The pagoda shattered, the Demon-Suppressing Peachwood Sword stopped on top of Xiong Baishan, and a stream of blood flowed from his forehead.

   "I... admit defeat."

  Xiong Baishan's complexion was pale, his chest heaved violently, and he said in an awkward manner.

  He couldn't figure out how could there be a Qi refining monk who bought three flying swords and carried them on his body. Even the sword cultivator only had one common flying sword and one spare flying sword.

  Elder Zhang appeared above the ring in an instant. He has been supervising the battle, and was also responsible for preventing the two of them from saving others before they were fatally injured.

   But in this competition, the situation changed again and again. At two points in time, he tried to make a move but failed in time.

   "The winner, Bai Zichen!"

  Elder Zhang made sure that both of them were fine, and announced the result to the audience with amplifying spells.

  "If there are inner disciples who are not convinced, if you want to challenge, you can go on stage now, and the competition will be held after an hour. The number of challengers should not exceed three, and if there are more than one, they will be selected in the order of inner disciples."

  Bai Zichen didn't pay attention to these things, and directly took a piece of Huiqi Powder, and the Changchun Kung Fu slowly worked and stepped up to recover mana.

  The remaining inner disciples, he has a list in hand.

  Except for the two Qi Refining Seventh Levels, the rest are all Qi Refining Sixth Levels.

   As long as there is no special secret treasure, he has the advantage of the realm and is not afraid at all, but it is only a matter of a few swords.

   "Junior Sister Tan, don't mess around!"

  Chen Wei grabbed Tan Qin, who was about to move, and knew that this girl was spoiled by her family since she was a child, and she did things based on her heart without considering the consequences.

   "You are so far behind others in cultivation, do you still want to stage a show where the weak can defeat the strong?"

   "Don't look at Bai Zichen's exhausted appearance now, you don't need ten swords to defeat you, don't go to seek humiliation."

"Besides, it's no good to win. It prevents people from becoming enlightened, and it will cause a great hatred for nothing. If it is a year when only one person signs up, it's fine. It's okay to lose to the same skill in the battle. But like this situation where two tigers compete , unless there is a deep hatred, very few people will play at this time."

"If you are in the first grade of junior high school, someone will be in the fifteenth grade. If you break the unspoken rules among inner disciples, sister, in a few years, when it's your turn to pass the test, even if you are picked three times in a row, Elder Tan will have no reason to blame you." You come out."

  Tan Qin looked around, and sure enough, the two inner sect seniors at the seventh level of Qi Refining were sitting firmly, not intending to end the challenge.

   He could only pout his lips, and sat down aggrieved.

   "The registration time for the challenge has passed, this time the new true biography, Bai Zichen!"

   Shouted three times in a row, but no one challenged, Elder Zhang officially announced the result of the True Inheritance Trial.

  Bai Zichen opened his eyes in surprise, he didn't expect that there was not a single inner disciple who challenged him, which made him worry for nothing.

   "Senior Nephew Bai has a bright future. A true biography at this age will definitely be a fellow in the future... Pack up and go see Brother Liang, he is waiting for you up there."

  Elder Zhang stepped forward and patted his shoulder pretending to be affectionate.

  Indeed, for an eighteen-year-old true disciple, even if he gets close to the elders of the foundation, he will not lose his status.

   "Uncle Liang is calling, how dare you not come, and go to visit immediately after changing clothes."

  Bai Zichen saluted all around the auditorium, thanking everyone for coming to watch the ceremony.

  In the auditorium of the ring arena, some people were already exiting the arena, a few people were waiting for Bai Zichen to step down and wanted to chat and make friends, and more people were still discussing the just-concluded competition in their seats, and they all returned their salutes.

  Bai Zichen glanced at Xiong Baishan out of the corner of his eye, and the man staggered step by step to the side of the accompanying bear beast, and knelt in front of him.

  Before taking the stage, he was in high spirits and high spirits, but compared to that time, his back looked more stooped and decadent.

   "Brother Bai, it's really become..."

   Until now, Lang Zhongping was still staring at the field in a daze, and did not respond to the splash of boiling water from the teacup in his hand.

  Put yourself in the same shoes as him, even if you have already refined Qi to perfection, you may not be able to beat Xiong Baishan, let alone force Xiongshou to advance to the next level in the end.

   "We are all inner disciples, the gap is so big... Some people are born to be the protagonists, and they will show themselves!"

   "Zhong Ping, you said earlier that you were familiar with that nephew Bai?"

  Elder Jin supported his chubby belly, looked at Bai Zichen who had stepped off the ring, and asked suddenly.

   "Yes, Junior Brother Bai and I had a very happy chat. I helped him handle the flying sword that was used behind the ring just now."

  Lang Zhongping hurriedly put gold on his face, although the two had only met once.

   "Hmm... walk around more when you have time, this nephew Bai probably caught someone's eye."

  Elder Jin stretched out his hand to the upper private room and nodded, smiling, his small eyes narrowed into lines.

   "Next time Nephew Bai comes to Fangshi again, remember to invite him to see me."

   "Understood. When I see Junior Brother Bai, I will convey to him what you mean, Uncle Jin."

  Lang Zhongping nodded respectfully, sighing inwardly, after a trial, Bai Zichen's status in the sect was totally different.

   Fortunately, I saw the opportunity early and formed a good relationship in advance. Otherwise, Bai Zichen is so popular now that even the elders are rushing to make friends, and he may not be the deacon.

   The longer the holiday, the busier it is. These days, I have to write 4,000 words until after 12 o'clock in the evening, and the May Day Plus is even more difficult.

   Fortunately, there is still a week before the release. After the long holiday, I will save more manuscripts, so that there will be a wave of explosions on the day of release.

   Thank you fellow Taoists for your monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and rewards.

  (end of this chapter)