The man was stupefied and immediately said loudly, "Taoist friend, the price offered by our store is the fairest in Yunmen town. If you go to other stores, you may not have this price yet." Well, if you have a large quantity, I can increase the price appropriately. "
Xi Fangping kept walking and left without looking back. This store is too big, as mortals have said, and it bullies customers. This store is like this. He should find a small shop, where the price should be much fairer.
After seven or eight stores, Xi Fangping finally found a suitable buyer in a corner of the street. That store just started to bid for two pieces of lingshi, but after bargaining, it finally bought all the nearly 100 red flowers in Xi Fangping’s hand at the price of 250 pieces of lingshi. Xi Fangping was very sorry. If I had known this, he should have sold all these red flowers at the Taolin Fair, so that he wouldn’t lose fifty pieces of Lingshi. However, Xi Fangping still knows a lot about his personality, and he can’t save money in his hand. If there were 300 pieces of Lingshi in his pocket at that time, he might have replaced it with a variety of charms. If that’s the case, he’ll have to exchange red bee pulp for Lingshi. Just, XiFangPing don’t want to do this, don’t want to let people know, he has a lot of red bees.
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Chapter 24 Registration
In the next few days, Xi Fangping wandered around Yunmen Town during the day, listening to other monks about gallants’s precautions; In the evening, I went back to the small hotel to meditate. Yunmen Town can provide monks with everything they need, including all kinds of food and wine, but the price is about ten times more expensive than that outside. For this, XiFangPing is quite understand, everything here, are hard shipped from the outside, the price is also a matter of course. Besides, compared with mortals, monks are half-rich. Even if a poor monk takes a piece of inferior lingshi casually, he can live comfortably in Yunmen Town for a while. If you don’t buy things to fix the truth, the other expenses here are still silver. Moreover, there is a special place to exchange silver. A piece of inferior lingshi is exchanged for 12,000 silver, which is innocent.
Five or six days before the gathering, the number of monks in Yunmen town gradually increased, and all the hotels in the town were soon filled, and many monks had to settle in the nearby Woods. However, it doesn’t matter to the monks. Most of them have stayed in the Woods all their lives, and staying there is equivalent to going home.
On the day of the official start, Xi Fangping came to the square early in the morning. However, he came early, and others came earlier than him. When Xi Fangping came to the square, about three or four thousand monks had gathered there, scattered around the square, discussing something excitedly. Xi Fangping was not surprised at this scene. Among them, at least 60% or 70% of the monks didn’t come to sign up for gallants, but came to observe the fight between the monks. Of course, there are other things to do. After all, this is a rare opportunity.
Under the signboard, ten platforms were set up. On each platform, a monk at the end of condensate gas was sitting, with several monks at the air-entraining stage, constantly busy. The information of the applicants was registered by the monks at the air-entraining stage, and the predecessors at the end of condensate gas made a rough test on the strength of the applicants, and all the results were recorded.
At this time, in front of each stage, there are already dozens of people waiting in line. XiFangPing dare not neglect, hurriedly picked a least number, catch the past. The procession moved quite slowly, and it was not until noon that it was Xi Fangping’s turn.
As soon as Xi Fangping came to power, he obviously felt that a coercion locked him up. Xi Fangping smiled and didn’t care. He has been with Master for so long, and the pressure on Master is many times stronger than the monk at the end of condensation. Xi Fangping has long been used to it.
The man in charge of this platform is a friar with a wrinkled face. He looks like a mortal in his seventies and eighties. It is estimated that he will soon be in Shou Yuan, and there is no hope for the advanced stage of this life. See XiFangPing for their deliberate coercion not care, the old monk ordered a brief nod slightly, in front of this little guy, at least in the toughness of mind, or ok. If a monk wants to succeed, besides congenital conditions and acquired opportunities, his mind is quite important. You know, in the process of fixing the truth, the number of failures is far more than the number of successes. If you can’t stand setbacks, there is no possibility of advancement at all, even if you are a peerless talent with heavenly roots, it is useless.
Xi Fang walked steadily to the front of the stage. Without looking up, a friar asked, "Name."
"Xi Fangping."
"What kind of skills are practiced?"
I don’t know.
The friar was stunned and couldn’t help looking up and asking, "How can you not even know what you are practicing?"
Xi Fangping smiled: "I didn’t know it at first. I entered the air-entraining period with a book left by Master after the meditation. The book didn’t say what it was."
"Oh," the friar nodded slightly, recognized Xi Fangping’s statement, and asked, "Age?"
"Maybe fifty years old." XiFangPing wanted to think and said.
The friar in the bleeding period didn’t think differently about this. Many friars bent on practicing and forgot how old they were. It is estimated that Xi Fangping is also such a person. He carefully wrote down all the information of Xi Fangping, whether true or false, according to the rules, and then looked up and said, "Well, after paying 20 pieces of lingshi, you can go to Wang’s predecessor for a test."
Xi Fangping took out 20 pieces of Lingshi from the storage bag and handed it to the friar next to him. Only then did he walk towards the friar at the end of condensate gas called Wang’s predecessor. The elder Wang had been listening carefully to Xi Fangping’s conversation until Xi Fangping came over and asked softly, "Are you really fifty years old? Why does it look as if it is only seventeen or eighteen years old? "
XiFangPing heart did Sarah laugh, mama of, Lao tze is more than seventeen thousand years old, when your ancestors are enough. Of course, on the surface, Xi Fangping still said respectfully: "Yes, I have entered the air-entraining period for about 30 years, but before I became a monk, I once took a scarlet fruit by mistake. Since then, my appearance has remained at the age of seventeen or eighteen."
Elder Wang nodded. Although this kind of thing is rare, it is not impossible. Fix the true boundary, something is impossible. Elder Wang nodded slightly and praised: "Without the guidance of Master, you can breathe air into your body by yourself, and it took you thirty years to practice from the first floor to the seventh floor, which is really good." Come on, let me test your bones. "
Senior Wang put his hand on the palm of Xi Fangping’s hand, revealing a little aura. After patrolling in Xi Fangping’s body for a while, he withdrew his hand. XiFangPing did Sarah laugh in my heart. After all, it’s just a monk in the gas condensation period. It’s so troublesome to test it. Master’s old man just glanced at it with his eyes and touched everything in Xi Fangping’s body clearly.
There was a trace of disappointment on Wang’s face, and there was no enthusiasm in his tone. After a while, he simply said, "With your five-spirit qualifications, you can rise from the first floor to the seventh floor in 30 years, and the degree is still so-so."
Xi Fangping did Sarah laugh, not thirty years, but fifteen years. In particular, it took him only five years to advance from the fourth floor to the seventh floor. This degree, even compared with the guy who owns the spirit root, will not be too bad. Of course, this is all due to the immortal spirit of Hunyuan Zongnei and the best lingshi, but it is not that he has such qualifications.
Elder Wang added, "Maybe it’s because you have taken some unknown elixir. Your physical strength is a little tougher than that of ordinary seven-layer monks, and your strength should be a little stronger. Moreover, the meridians in your body are a little stronger than those of the ordinary seven-story monks, which shows that you can store more aura in your body than those of the ordinary seven-story monks, and you are stronger among the monks of the same rank. "
"The meridians are thicker?" XiFangPing one leng, of course, he knows his physical strength and strength are better than ordinary people, but the meridians in the body are better than ordinary people, this is the first time I’ve heard of it. Probably taking too many colorful lotus seeds, plus being a dragon incarnation, the original constitution is different from people, and the result of strong meridians in the body will appear.
"However, the thick meridians in the body also have a disadvantage," Senior Wang glanced at the puzzled Xi Fangping and said lightly, "The thick meridians in the body contain more aura than monks of the same rank, but if you want to advance, you need more aura than monks of the same rank. You are fifty years old, and besides, you have all the five spirits. Under normal circumstances, your Shou Yuan is 200 years old. If you want to advance to the condensation period in just 150 years, it seems that this life is hopeless. "
XiFangPing paused, then revealed a wry smile, everything has a good side, there must be a bad side, this kind of situation, XiFangPing already used to it. Xi Fangping said flatly: "Everything has its own opportunity, so we can’t force it. The younger generation can enter the realm of repairing the truth and make their Shou Yuan rise from less than one hundred years to about two hundred years. It is already fortunate to invite heaven, and the younger generation dare not expect too much."
The elder Wang nodded: "It’s rare for you to have such an idea. I hope you can succeed."
When Xi Fangping stepped down, the team was already half a mile long, and more and more monks came here. Count it, there are at least seven or eight thousand people. Xi Fangping couldn’t help wondering what happened this year. So many people came to Yunmenjian to sign up.
The registration lasted for three days, and a total of about 3,000 monks will go to gallants to compete for the only 100 disciples. This is estimated to be the most registered in Yunmenjian in recent hundreds of years. Xi Fangping couldn’t help shouting bad luck. At the beginning, he thought that Yunmenjian ranked at the bottom of the next five schools, and its strength was the worst among the top ten schools. So, the people who competed for the number of their disciples should also be the least among the top ten schools, and the competition should not be too fierce. However, Xi Fangping thinks so, and other scattered practitioners think so, which leads to the fact that the number of people signing up for Yunmenjian is much more than that of the other four sects of the next five sects. This is the first time in the history of Yunmenjian.
According to the rules, one hundred disciples will be recruited in Yunmenjian this time. Therefore, all the monks in gallants should be divided into one hundred groups according to their strength, with about 30 people in each group. Five rounds of elimination will be held to get the final quota. In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the people who preside over the competition in Yunmenjian will be evenly assigned to each group according to the strength of each participant. Among the people who signed up for the competition, there were about 100 monks with ten layers of bleeding air, all of whom were divided into 100 groups on average, and these 100 people became the hot spots for each group to enter the final quota.
The once-in-20-year gathering of disciples has been extended for thousands of years, so many related industries have been derived. Just after the registration, Xi Fangping appeared, and someone in the town was already selling the counterpoint of each group. However, the price was a little expensive, and each list was worth a stone. Even so, these lists are quite popular. After all, it is always good for you to know more about your opponents.
XiFangPing also gather together a lively, bought a list. After getting the list, Xi Fangping gasped. In his group, all the players are monks with seven or more floors, which is one of the most competitive groups. There are 31 players in this group, including 17 players with seven floors, eight players with eight floors, five players with nine floors and one player with ten floors.
Xi Fangping was ranked 27th, that is, the last fifth. Under his name, there were a few lines of fine print: seven layers of air bleeding, five spiritual roots, no teacher, unknown achievement method, unknown instrument, and the odds were one hundred.
Looking at the words behind, Xi Fangping is a bit dull. Is this a gathering of apprentices or a gambling meeting? Xi Fangping knows the odds. His brothers used to like it, and I don’t know how much money they threw at the casino. No wonder so many monks came, but only about 30% of them signed up. It turned out that they were all staring at the odds.
This list is quite accurate, even the contents of Xi Fangping’s conversation with that Wang at the end of condensate gas are clearly known. Obviously, this was leaked by the disciples who were responsible for summoning students, or it was simply a ghost that Yunmenjian smashed himself and wanted to make some money. Also, if every monk present buys a list, it will be about 10 thousand lingshi. Ten thousand pieces of lingshi, for the general Sanxiu, you can’t earn such a sum of money in a few lifetimes. Even for some small sects with big cats and kittens, ten thousand pieces of lingshi is not a small sum.
Xi Fangping’s eyes turned to the first person’s name, which read: Huang Jiang, ten floors of air, three spiritual roots, born in the family of Xiuzhen, I don’t know the mentality, and the weapon is a huge sword. The odds are one point one. XiFangPing never had a fight with the monks, and he didn’t know what his own strength was. However, his intuition told him that this Huang Jiang would be the first rival if he could get the quota. Also, all the people in this group will regard Huang Jiang as their first opponent. After all, he is the only one in the whole group who is bleeding ten layers. In particular, he was born in the family of Xiuzhen, and he was a famous teacher. He was also an extremely rare three-spirit root in Sanxiu, which was definitely worse than the general Sanxiu. Even the people in Yunmenjian are fond of it, and he was given a special bye in the first round to save his strength and ensure that he got the quota.
XiFangPing looked again, his luck is good, the first opponent is also a bleed air seven layers, should not be strong to go there. However, this person is also from the family of Xiuzhen, and also has a good teacher, so he can’t relax. For the fix true family, XiFangPing heart somewhat concept. In a sense, the family of fix true can actually be regarded as a school of fix true, but under normal circumstances, they are all affiliated to other Daimon Masaru schools.
Everyone in the fix-true world knows that both parents are monks of Tianlinggen, and it is quite possible that the child born is also Tianlinggen. The same is true for other spiritual roots. Therefore, in order to ensure the quality of their disciples, the major sects will deliberately promote two men and women with wonderful bones to borrow a double xiu. Over time, the Xiuzhen family appeared. Monks from the Xiuzhen family generally have good bones, and the martial arts are also from major sects, and a considerable number of good disciples are provided to major sects every year. Of course, not all monks from the Xiuzhen family will want it, and all major sects will want it. The major sects will also be selected, and those who are not selected will have to find other ways to enter the major sects. gallants is a good choice. Even some fix true families, in order to ensure that their families enter the major sects as much as possible, deliberately introduce their masters with poor roots to the major sects, and let the best and strongest masters enter the major sects through beating. Therefore, the master of the Xiuzhen family has always been the main force of the apprentice gathering. Just think about it. There are hundreds and thousands of families in the realm of fix-true in Wu. It is really very difficult for the scattered practitioners to enter the major sects through their own strength.
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Chapter 25 Beating (I)
The opponent in the first round came from the Xiuzhen family, which should not be an easy advocate. In particular, that guy, like himself, didn’t report the names of the weapons used. Obviously, he wanted others to lose touch with his real strength. What is certain is that this battle will not be easy. However, Xi Fangping doesn’t care about this. If you want to be the final winner, you have to win five games in a row. If the other side really has the strength, it will meet sooner or later, and the result is the same. Anyway, as long as you lose one game, there is no hope.
Touched the storage bag hanging around her waist, and a smile appeared on Xi Fangping’s face. Not long ago, I sold Chiyanghua and got 250 pieces of lingshi. I used 20 pieces, plus the original 10 pieces, and now I still have 240 pieces in my hand. From the perspective of odds, their odds are quite large, ranking last among 31 people in gallants, just like the other six, and they are all recognized as dissidents who can’t win the final victory. You guys used to be standard gamblers, so Xi Fangping knows a little about gamblers’ psychology. There are many people who dare to do things that lose ten; If you lose twenty, those who are particularly brave will dare to do it; As for the matter of losing one hundred, no one will do it. The so-called wealth and risk, but, that also has a score. The highest odds listed in Yunmenjian are one hundred for one, that is to say, even those high-ranking monks in Yunmenjian think that people like Xi Fangping have no possibility of winning. So, who will throw Lingshi into the water for nothing? For Sanxiu, Lingshi is not easy to get. It is earned by oneself piece by piece, and the hard work is known to Sanxiu themselves. How can they give Lingshi to others?
Since no one dares to bet on themselves, they might as well bet on themselves. Xi Fangping has always had no concept of money, such as when he was in the brother escort agency, and the same is true in the field of repairing the truth. Probably, he has seen the real treasure, and he still has some scary things in his hand, and the more he doesn’t care about Lingshi. Xi Fangping wanted to think, and decided to throw all the Lingshi into his own body, which is to give himself a little confidence. Besides, even if you lose, it’s no big deal. If it’s a big deal, go back to Tianchi and pick all the red flowers inside. Have got the better quality of red sun flowers, Xi Fangping for Tianchi’s inventory, has long been ignored.
After placing the order and the note, Xi Fangping returned to his rented house. The competition in his group is scheduled to be held in three days, and he still has three days to meditate to keep his body and mind in the best condition.
Early in the morning on the third day, Xi Fangping came to the square. At this time, the square was already crowded. Although the square was large, it was crowded with tens of thousands of monks. Right in the middle of the square, ten challenge rings have been set up. This challenge ring is much bigger than the mortal challenge ring, with a height of ten feet and a width of ten feet. Also, most of the monks are dissidents who attack from a distance. Such a challenge ring is the most suitable for them.
Xi Fangping noticed that at the edge of each ring, there was also a small table with the same height, on which sat several competitions, most of which were in the air-entraining period, but at least one monk was in the air-entraining period to prevent accidents. XiFang flat now, his group challenge, turned out to be the test for yourself at the end of wang xing condensate gas monk. Yunmenjian is really digging. There are young and vigorous monks in the school who practice hard, but they try their best to let these advanced and hopeless old men come out to keep up the show. That abacus is really fine.
When Xi Fangping arrived, their group had already started fighting. Xi Fangping squeezed in, chose a remote corner, stood there, and carefully watched the fights among the monks on the stage. For him, this was also a rare learning opportunity. After all, since he became a monk, Xi Fangping has never touched anyone, and his experience is obviously insufficient.
Xi Fang shows that the struggle between monks is very different from that of mortals. Most of the fights between ordinary people in Wulin are hand-to-hand combat, and the two sides are very close, so they can meet each other with gestures. However, the monks are different. Most of them are on both sides of the substation, each driving a multiplier and carrying out a long-range attack on the other side. The weapons of both sides touch properly and ring wildly, but at least five or six feet are separated between the monks. The key to winning or losing is mainly to see whose instrument is shot down by the other party, or whose body is directly hit by the other party. After all, things like fireballs, ice bombs, etc., can still be easily done if they are compacted and the repairmen are blown away by dozens of feet.
After watching ten games, Xi Fangping saw the doorway. Moreover, he also noticed that from beginning to end, no one had ever used the talisman. Xi Fangping remembered some precautions mentioned in the notice. The notice clearly pointed out that both parties should not use the charm. At that time, Xi Fangping had not paid special attention to it. Also, if the talisman is used, the two sides will not compare their own strength, but see who has more lingshi on both sides, which obviously does not meet the original intention of the major sects to summon students.
Finally round XiFangPing, XiFangPing lined the crowd, down the stairs, took to the ring. Xi Fangping’s appearance caused a burst of exclamation from the monks in the audience, and some female monks even screamed uncontrollably. Beauty is really beautiful, and only the word beauty used in women can describe Xi Fangping’s appearance. The word handsome, which is often used in men, is simply not enough to express the characteristics of Fang Ping’s appearance.
For such screams, Xi Fangping has long been accustomed to it and ignored it. Xi Fangping’s attention was focused on his opponent. The opponent is a young man who doesn’t look tall. From his appearance, he seems to be only in his thirties. However, even Xi Fangping is not sure of his age. You know, monks always look younger, and monks who are as old as Wang’s predecessors are rare after all.
What attracted Xi Fangping’s attention was that the other party didn’t have a multiplier on hand, just hung a storage bag around his waist, which showed that the other party didn’t want to expose his multiplier to his opponent earlier. Xi Fangping smiled and bowed his hand toward the other side. The other side was one leng, as if he didn’t expect Xi Fangping to be so polite, and he bowed his hand a little uncomfortably.
After the scene was done, Xi Fangping slowly appeared in front of everyone with a storage bag and a big mace. After seeing the mace, the senior Wang in the match showed a strange expression on his face, waved his hand lightly, stood up and asked Xi Fangping, "Xi Fangping, don’t you have an instrument, why did you take out a weapon for mortals?"
Xi Fangping took a deep breath hard, blushed his face, and said in an embarrassed tone, "I, I don’t have a stone, and I can’t afford an instrument. Even the registration fee was raised by selling the herbs I collected in the past ten years. Before I became a monk, I used to bet darts for several years. This mace is the weapon I used when I bet darts, and it is also my only weapon. "
The elder Wang looked at Xi Fangping with pity and then sat down again. Using weapons against mortals to fight the monks in the ring, this Xi Fangping used to be terribly poor.
The reason why Xi Fangping did this is to make the other side despise themselves in order to gain a greater chance of victory. He doesn’t know about his own strength, and from the bottom of his heart, he thinks that everyone is a friar with seven layers of air-entraining, and his strength should be similar. If there is a multiplier in the other hand, he will obviously fall behind. Therefore, it is quite feasible to make some fools and let the other side despise himself strategically.
Sure enough, Xi Fangping’s performance was a success. He obviously saw a trace of disdain in his opponent’s eyes, which was exactly what he wanted. The opponent also patted the storage bag gently and took out a small green sword only one foot long from it. As soon as Xiaojianfang came out, he immediately attracted a burst of screaming. Everyone present, whether on stage or off stage, is an expert, and everyone can see that the monk is holding a middle-class instrument. The best weapon that can be used by monks with six to ten layers of air is the medium-order instrument, and the high-order instrument needs more aura, so monks with at least eleven layers of air can use it. Opponents, after all, come from the family of fix true. They are well-off, and at first they are low-order instruments. You know, in the first ten games, only those monks who bleed nine layers will show the medium-order instruments, and even several monks with eight layers will use low-order instruments. After all, the price of middle-level instruments is more than four or five hundred lingshi, which is not affordable for ordinary practitioners. What opponents have is obviously the best of middle-level instruments, and a thousand lingshi may not be able to buy it.
The opponent is obviously thinking about fighting to save some spiritual strength and cope with the second round of the game a few days later. Therefore, just taking out the little green sword, he tightly grasped the method tactic, drove it, and headed straight for Xi Fangping. The monks in the audience gave an exclamation, and some female monks even closed their eyes, unable to bear to see the scene that Xi Fangping was so handsome that he was blown off the ring. Also, they are all seven-story monks. What you have in your hand is a mortal weapon, while what others have in their hand is a superb intermediate multiplier. You don’t need to see the outcome at all. There were a few male monks, but there was a cheer. Also, Xi Fangping’s appearance is too lethal. These guys with slightly darker psychology wish that the little green sword could draw a few scars on Xi Fangping’s face that will never be erased.
XiFangPing eyes tightly staring at the little green sword, until the little green sword is about to reach his chest, this just a fierce leaned forward, little green sword with XiFangPing waist, flew past. As a dragon incarnate, Xi Fangping’s degree is already much faster than that of a monk of the same order. Plus, after five years as an escort, he learned the footwork of Jianghu people. Although the degree of Little Green Sword is fast, it is not worth mentioning at all in his eyes.
Xi Fangping still has a certain understanding of the monks’ cultivation. He knows that the aura of the monks in the air-entraining period is limited, and it takes a certain amount of aura to control the intermediate multiplier like the little green sword, and the opponent will not support it for long. When he saw his opponent’s violent attack, Xi Fangping had already made up his mind to run out of his opponent’s aura and then oust him.
After the little green sword flew over Xi Fangping, under the control of the opponent, it turned its head again and shot at Xi Fangping’s back rib. Its ferocity made the audience scream again. However, XiFangPing still unhurriedly, twisting the body, escaped the little green sword attack again. The degree of the little green sword is getting faster and faster. On the surface, Xi Fangping is clumsy and clumsy, and he is quite embarrassed to deal with it. However, only Xi Fangping knows in his heart that his strategy has been successful and victory is not far from him.