Eternal Tranquility

True Monarch Mengxu had a gentle attitude and said happily: "This time the first three are Mo Xiefeng Lu Enming, Zhulinshan Qize, and Lingxi Jian Yuzhi."

Qi Ze is the ninth-level male Qi practitioner who has cultivated the sword intention. Everyone looked at the three of them with admiration. True Lord Mengxu continued: "For you one hundred people, your sect will give you corresponding rewards. Go back to Taiyi Hall to receive them. At the same time, you have all obtained the Duanyuan Death Land." I’ll give you three days to prepare for the trial, and we’ll set off in three days. Now, are there any questions?”

"Master!" Someone asked cautiously: "They all say that Duanyuan's place of death is extremely dangerous. In the past, it was only open to foundation-building monks, but we are only in the Qi training period?"

True Lord Mengxu nodded: "That's true. But you have to understand!" His voice suddenly became stern, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate.

"Today is different from the past!" Zhenjun Mengxu swept away his previous gentle tone: "You are the best group of disciples selected in this competition. Only after passing the test of blood and fire, life and death, can you succeed in the future. Become the mainstay of our Wenshi faction and face the turbulence of the outside world!”

His gaze was deep and full of meaning. Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, and the others also had solemn expressions.

"The place of death in Duanyuan is naturally dangerous, so you should pay attention!" Zhenjun Mengxu continued: "Don't go too deep into the depths of the earth. It is not a secret realm within the sect. Even the foundation-building monks in the deepest part have died. Maybe, if you are in danger, you can only rely on yourself. If necessary, you can rely on the strength of your fellow disciples."

"However." Zhenjun Mengxu glanced at the heavy expressions of his disciples: "What monks cultivate is life, and what they strive for is luck. If you want to seek the great road, how can you walk steadily without going through many experiences? Therefore, it is dangerous. Opportunities always coexist, and it’s up to you whether you can seize them. If you come out on top in this trial with multiple factions, in addition to other rewards, each of you will also receive a Foundation Building Pill!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked happy. Especially those at the bottom of the rankings. In the past, only the top ten in the competition would receive Foundation Establishment Pills. I didn’t expect that this time the sect would come up with so many at once!

After coming out of the martial arts arena, everyone was very excited and flew towards Taiyi Hall while whispering to each other.

Bai Fengming was overjoyed: "Foundation Establishment Pill! If you can get it, the chance of foundation establishment in the future will be much greater."

Liu Qinghuan nodded. He had been worried about this matter and wanted to find the foundation-building elixir in the Chuan Gong Building. If he had to refine it himself, not to mention the difficulty of refining it, just the several necessary spiritual herbs he knew would be extremely difficult to find.

And even if it is found, it may not be possible to refine it. The Foundation Building Pill is not as good as the Spirit-Building Pill. The elixir and spiritual materials required are not only expensive but also rare. It is impossible to give him the opportunity to practice, and he does not have the financial resources.

When they arrived outside Taiyi Hall, the other disciples cheered when they saw the group of people. Some of them who knew each other gathered around to express their congratulations. However, there were also those who were eliminated early and secretly cast jealous glances.

Liu Qinghuan and Bai Fengming bypassed the crowd and walked into the side hall of Taiyi Hall. At this time, a foundation-building monk wearing deacon's clothes was already sitting inside, waiting there.

The two of them lined up at the back of the team and listened to everyone discussing enthusiastically what rewards they would get this time. When it was their turn, Liu Qinghuan took out his token for the competition. The foundation-building monk looked at it and took out a storage bag and handed it to him.

Liu Qinghuan saw a hint of joy on Bai Fengming's face after he glanced at the bag. He was about to take a look himself, but was pushed aside by the foundation-building monk so that the people behind could come up to receive the reward.

Others also came in, and the whole side hall was bustling with people.

There was nothing else for him to do here, and Liu Qinghuan couldn't bear to join in the fun, so he called Bai Fengming to fly to Zhulin Mountain.

Bai Fengming was extremely happy and said to Liu Qinghuan while flying: "This sect is so generous this time, it actually rewards a high-grade magic weapon at once!"

Liu Qinghuan was even more looking forward to what kind of reward he would get. After saying goodbye to Bai Fengming and returning to Zizhu Courtyard, he took out the contents of the bag and took a closer look at them one by one.

I can’t help but be surprised by this sight!

He took out a golden gourd, which was a low-grade spiritual weapon!

Probably because he entered the top ten?

With Liu Qinghuan's current spiritual power, although it is still difficult to control low-grade spiritual weapons, it is not a big problem. He transferred his spiritual power into the golden gourd. The golden gourd suddenly spun around in the air, and a bolt of lightning shot out from the mouth of the gourd!

There was a flash of lightning, and a very deep hole as thick as a thumb appeared on the ground, with scorch marks even appearing around the hole!

He tested it repeatedly and found that as long as he had enough spiritual power, the golden gourd could shoot out unlimited lightning, or even shoot out several at once. However, even if it is used together, it will consume a lot of Liu Qinghuan's spiritual power, but it cannot be used frequently.

However, Liu Qinghuan was already very satisfied. This spiritual weapon was extremely suitable for the upcoming Duanyuan death trial.

He called back the golden gourd in the air and imprinted his divine consciousness on it. Different from magical weapons, spiritual weapons and above can be imprinted with spiritual consciousness, so that others cannot easily take away control of the spiritual weapon.

There was another jade bottle containing twenty detoxifying pills and a jade slip.

The jade slip contains a map of the discovered area of ​​Duanyuan's death place, as well as an introduction to some of the ghosts and spirits inside.

These things are all extremely useful for the next trial, Liu Qinghuan thought: It seems that the sect attaches great importance to this trial, and the rewards given to them have also been carefully selected.

Liu Qinghuan was very busy in the next three days. He first went to receive the reward from Zhulin Mountain.

The owner of Bamboo Forest Mountain was very satisfied with him getting such a good ranking and directly threw him a small hammer and a bag of spiritual stones.

That small hammer is called the Evil-Breaking Black Golden Hammer. It is a high-grade magic weapon, and it is also a very suitable magic weapon for the next trial.

Now there was no shortage of magic weapons. Liu Qinghuan sold all the spirit-building pills in his hands and exchanged them for spirit stones. He also practiced several furnaces of Huiyuan Pills to prepare for the long battle he might face. Only then will all the things that need to be collected in the cave be put into the storage bag.

Early that morning, he whistled, and a ball of white hair flew out of the courtyard and rushed into his arms.

Liu Qinghuan pinched the wings of the little horned beast. The two wings had grown in proportion to the body of the little beast, just like the wings of a bird. They were covered with white feathers and flapped extremely powerfully.

He put the reluctant Chu Yi into the spirit beast bag, flew out of the Zizhu courtyard, activated the outermost basic magic circle, and headed for Taiyi Hall.

When a hundred disciples had gathered, three monks flew in from outside the mountain. When Liu Qinghuan saw them, they were all acquaintances.

Walking in front is Lin Huanzhi, whom I haven't seen for many years! When we first met him, his cultivation was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and he was still a member of the Qingyu Sect. Now that we meet again, he has successfully formed a pill!

Liu Qinghuan looked at Lin Huanzhi in the crowd. He was the first immortal cultivator Liu Qinghuan had seen in his life. He couldn't help but sigh: Back then, Lin Huanzhi was a high-level immortal in the sky, and countless refugees were wiped out with a wave of his hand; while he was a beggar fleeing in embarrassment on the ground. Son, struggling on the edge of life and death.

Who would have thought that one day, the two of them would belong to the same sect?

Things in the world are ever-changing, more than anything.

The two foundation-building cultivators following behind him were Yan Zhengfeng and the female cultivator named Xiang.

As soon as the female cultivator surnamed Xiang sat down, she said with a smile: "Okay, okay, this crop of leeks is almost ripe."

Yan Zhengfeng glared at her sternly and stood respectfully behind Lin Huanzhi, waiting for Lin Huanzhi to speak.

Lin Huanzhi, with a paralyzed face, took out a wooden boat and threw it into the open space.

The boat, which was originally only the size of a palm, swelled when the wind hit the ground, and turned into a large boat with a height of three stories when it landed.