deltrittennovels Chapter 372 Rewarding the Hall of Mental Cultivation
Chapter 372 Rewarding the Hall of Mental Cultivation
"This is the territory of Spiritual Heart Valley. Of course they don't want to see so many disciples die here, that's why they have this rule, but breaking hands and feet, and abolishing cultivation are not within the restrictions."
"Ah, Zhao Sen, you mean they are preparing?"
Chen Yali came to her senses instantly, and looked at Zhao Sen in disbelief.
Zhao Sen nodded and said, "That's right, but why don't I want to?"
"However, among our disciples, there are still many who are not strong in cultivation. What should we do if we encounter the tenth level of Jindan or the peak of the tenth level of Jindan?"
Chen Yali became a little worried.
Zhao Sen stretched out his hand to hold Chen Yali's little hand, then turned his head to look at the Lingzong disciple behind him, and ordered: "When you come to the stage, if you encounter someone you can't beat, you can just surrender, you don't have to fight hard, you understand?"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Many disciples agreed one after another.
In fact, Zhao Sen mainly said it to those disciples with relatively low cultivation bases. They are only eight or nine levels of Jindan, and they may not be weak outside, but in this kind of competition, there are many Jindan tenth level and Jindan tenth level peaks. difference.
Let alone two or three low repairs.
Once they are targeted by those sects targeting their Lingzong disciples, they will never give up easily.
Whether it is a broken hand or a broken foot, or abolished cultivation base, this is an irreversible loss for Lingzong.
"Hey, little Master Zhao, we don't need it, shall we?"
Wang Dezhu laughed at this moment.
Zhao Sen gave Wang Dezhu an angry look, "If you want to be deposed, I won't stop you."
Wang Dezhu was immediately deflated, and quickly agreed.
"Don't worry, Master Zhao, if I really can't beat me, I will definitely surrender, but they will definitely not feel good either."
Zhao Sen nodded and stopped talking.
The rules of this competition, it should be said that there are no rules.
That is to fight against each other in pairs, and then the winner stays and waits for the start of the second round. Even if the loser is eliminated, he is not allowed to participate in the second round.
And so on, until the last disciple left in the field.
If the remaining few are all disciples of the same sect, then the competition is over, and this sect will win.
As for the reward for victory, it is naturally provided by the organizer Spiritual Valley.
This was announced before the competition.
No. 1, a magic weapon, a bottle of elixir, and a suitable cheat book.
No.2, a suitable cheat book and a bottle of elixir.
No.3, there is only medicine pill.
The rest don't even have rewards.
But everyone didn't care too much about the rewards here. What they wanted was not as simple as rewards, but to get the title of number one in the competition.
This is the glory of the sect.
It is the glory of the disciples.
In this way, he can make his reputation far and wide, become a celebrity among the hermit sects in the western province, and he will be vigorously cultivated by the sect.
The following battles have been fought several times, each has its winners and losers, but several people have been eliminated.
"Everyone, with the permission of the suzerain just now, the winner of this competition is also the champion disciple. In addition to the rewards provided by the Spiritual Heart Valley, he can also get an additional opportunity to enter the Hall of Mental Cultivation to practice."
At this moment, Gu Daozi suddenly spoke to the crowd.
"What! Hall of Mental Cultivation?"
"Spiritual Heart Valley has come up with such a treasure this time?"
"That's the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a place that only opens once every ten years, and it's also the foundation of the Spiritual Valley!"
Everyone was talking.
But there is no doubt that there is a lot of horror on their faces.
Zhao Sen was puzzled, even the disciples of the Lingzong didn't know what the function of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was, but Wu Yuanbao was surprised.
"Where is this Hall of Mental Cultivation?"
Wang Dezhu scratched his head and asked.
Wu Yuanbao replied subconsciously: "It is rumored that the Hall of Mental Cultivation is a forbidden area in the Valley of the Spiritual Mind. There seems to be some kind of large formation in it, which can absorb the veins of the earth and the spiritual energy of a radius of hundreds of miles, and gather them in the Valley of the Spiritual Heart. The reason why the aura in the valley is abundant."
"However, because the Hall of Mental Cultivation needs many years of precipitation to accumulate a certain amount of spiritual energy, it is limited to opening once every ten years. Posting their cultivation experience and the like, in short, it is beneficial for cultivation, it is regarded as the top secret place of Spiritual Heart Valley, it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to it, I did not expect that this time Spiritual Heart Valley has spent such a large amount of money."
Hearing Wu Yuanbao's words, Zhao Sen also understood.
Immediately sneered: "It's because Spiritual Valley thinks that they have won the championship this time, so they gave such a tempting condition. As long as their disciples from Spiritual Valley enter in the end, it's nothing."
Wu Yuanbao nodded: "That's true, but this Hall of Mental Cultivation is very attractive to many people, no one is sure, the disciples of the other sects will not fight with their lives to get this place."
"I'm afraid they won't be able to get it this year!"
Zhao Sen shook his head lightly.
Because he believed in Chen Yali's strength, and also believed in Ximenxue's ability.
If she can't win in the same realm, then Ximen Xue will be too ashamed.
"maybe!"
Wu Yuanbao sighed.
He wanted to be ten years younger, turn himself into a cultivator at the peak of the tenth layer of Golden Core, and go down to fight those disciples well.
At this time.
The word Lingzong appeared in the sky.
But the disciple who was drawn later was a disciple of the eighth level of the Golden Core of the Spiritual Sect.
His opponent turned out to be a disciple of Spirit Snake Villa.
Cultivated as the peak of Jindan Nine Layers.
"Surrender if you can't beat it, there is nothing to be ashamed of, life-saving is the first!" Zhao Sen still did not forget to tell his disciples.
The Lingzong disciple nodded in agreement.
Turning around and coming to the arena, the disciple of Spirit Snake Villa in front of him directly drew out his long sword and made a gesture of invitation, obviously not intending to take the lead.
"Hehe, isn't this a disciple of the Spirit Sect?"
"Really, let's see how he fights."
"No, it should be how they lost."
The disciples of the surrounding sect started to tease one after another.
The voice made Zhao Sen feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't care, it was just a success or failure, nothing more.
On the other hand, the disciple of the Lingzong didn't pay attention, he knew that his cultivation was not as good as the other party's.
Therefore, he was not humble enough to take the lead decisively, and the long sword in his hand burst into luster, and directly slashed at the opponent fiercely.
This is already his full blast.
The disciples of the Spirit Snake Villa were also polite, and swept across with a backhand sword, directly smashing the sword light of the disciples of the Spirit Sect, and the tyrannical power continued to extend forward.
The Lingzong disciple's complexion changed drastically, without any hesitation, he quickly stepped back dozens of steps, and raised his sword again.