The upgrade assessment will be completed soon, so Lu Ping will naturally not worry about this.
In the last month of the seventh team, three more people broke through to the sixth level of blood refinement. The seventh team already has thirty-four disciples who have reached the sixth level of blood refinement. Is there anyone among the people who has achieved a breakthrough by forcibly taking a large amount of pills and spirit stones regardless of the poison and blood tolerance
In this way, although they will not lose the guidance and training of the sect, this radical method will also leave hidden wounds for the monks. Compared with ordinary people, it will be more difficult to break through the late stage of blood refining in the future.
There were still twelve people who had reached the seventh level of blood refinement, and they did not bring any surprises to Immortal Liu, but the sixth senior had broken through to the eighth level, and received individual guidance from Immortal Liu for a total of three days, one hour a day.
Lu Ping remembered that he saw the sixth senior in Fangshi a few days ago, and he also came for the bronze mirror magic weapon. He thought it was because of a breakthrough in his cultivation. He was eager to find a magic weapon to deal with the competition. As for the sixth senior, did he already have one? Lu Ping didn't know about a magic weapon.
Liu Xianchang was still standing solemnly on the cliff in front of the platform, looking at the twelve disciples who were about to participate in the big competition, and said: "This time the big competition, the sect will increase the rewards. Second-level disciples who have reached the late stage of blood refining , all will be rewarded with 20 spirit stones; those who enter the top 64 will be rewarded with 40 spirit stones; One piece; if you enter the top eight, you will be qualified as an inner disciple, and each person will be given a blood-dissolving pill!"
"Hemolytic Pill!"
"It's actually a hemolysis pill! Increase the chance of entering the hemolysis period!"
"In the past, only entering the semi-finals had this honor!"
"The rumors are indeed true, this time the sect's rewards are indeed generous!"
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Liu Xianchang was very satisfied with the effect he created, as if he was the one who made these rules. He coughed softly, and seeing his disciple turn his attention back to himself, he continued, "This is not over yet. If you have the ability to enter the semi-finals, A mid-level magical weapon; in the final battle, both of them can enter the Sutra Pavilion to choose a secret technique; if they come out on top, they will be rewarded with a talisman for the alchemy stage real person!"
The talisman is actually a talisman! All the disciples looked at me and I looked at you. No one said anything this time, and they were all shocked. But this is probably only hopeful for the senior and second seniors who have cultivated at the ninth level of blood refining!
At this time, Yao Yong, the principal of the university, and Du Feng, the second senior, had already had bright eyes and were eager to try.
Liu Xianchang seemed to have known this a long time ago, looking at the twelve pairs of staring eyes below, remembering that he had also walked step by step from the disciples of the True Spirit School, and thinking of the purpose of this competition, he felt a sense of emotion for no reason!
Lu Ping looked at the other elated disciples. Although he couldn't hide his excitement, he couldn't help wondering why the sect doubled the scope of rewards this time, and the rewards were generous.
Lu Ping looked at Immortal Liu, and found that he was stunned for a moment, and then there was some doubt in his eyes. Obviously, Immortal Liu might know something, but not necessarily everything.
Although Lu Ping was excited, he was not dazzled by the generous rewards. There were twenty square teams of second-level disciples. If they have reached the late stage of blood refinement, and although they have not reached the late stage, but their strength is among the top ten disciples in the team, there may be more than two hundred disciples.
With his strength in the late stage of the seventh level, he can guarantee to enter the top sixty-four at most. If you want to add blood talismans, two magic tools and the gradually familiar "shu" realm spells, maybe you can fight for the top sixteen. This is because you are lucky and you don't meet the disciples of the ninth level of blood refinement in advance.
The top eight, Blood Dissolving Pill! This is Lu Ping's biggest motivation!
Although my wealth is good, compared to the disciples of the ninth level of blood refining, I am really not sure. As far as I know, Yao Yong and Du Feng have at least two magic weapons, and the possibility of middle-grade magic weapons cannot be ruled out The fourth senior, Shi Lingling, was born in a monk family, with a wealthy family and two magic weapons; the other seniors, Lu Ping, didn't know about it, but they didn't dare to underestimate them.
Besides, this is only the seventh team!
Unless he entered the eighth level of blood refining, it might still be possible. However, Lu Ping has just entered the seventh floor for more than three months. Although he entered the late stage of the seventh floor by accident, he never thought that he would enter the eighth floor smoothly.
Even Yao Yong, the university president who was praised as a genius by Liu Xianchang, took two and a half years to break through to the eighth floor. Shi Lingling, the fourth senior, was only thirteen years old when she broke through the seventh floor, and it took two years to break through to the eighth floor. At the age of seventeen, she has reached the late eighth level, but it is still far away to break through the ninth level.
Can I enter the eighth floor by myself? Lu Ping shook his head, and decided not to dwell on this issue anymore!
The rising sun in the morning is like the disciples of the Real Spirit Courtyard, breaking out from the sky with a strong vitality, and the joyful smiling faces dyed the entire True Spirit Courtyard with a different color!
The promotion competition for the second-level disciples of the True Spirit Bieyuan was held in the Bieyuan Square.
Nine arenas rose in the center of the square, among which eight small arenas formed a circle, guarding a large arena in the center.
Below the central arena, more than 200 second-level disciples were divided into 20 teams. The number of each team varied, as many as fourteen or five, but the minimum number of teams was ten. Each team is led by a fairy leader in the hemolysis period.
Outside the eight small arenas, there were already crowds of people. The other unqualified disciples and the first- and third-level disciples of the True Spirit Bieyuan came to watch the promotion competition of the second-level disciples, and there were also some other outer disciples. Tens of thousands of people.
In the noisy room, only a clear shout was heard: "All disciples, be quiet!"
The entire square was suddenly silent, a middle-aged fairy leader walked to the central ring in the air, and all the disciples in the heated audience whispered again.
Lu Ping knew that this was the Immortal Chief Wang of the first team, and the Immortal Chiefs of the second-level disciples had to be headed by him. It is said that this immortal leader already has the mana in the late stage of hemolysis. This is the last second-level disciple he leads, and he will be in charge of leading the third-level disciples after that.
Immortal Wang looked majestic, walked to the stage, swept his gaze, and shouted: "Lead the immortal chief to the central ring! All disciples and we welcome the real dean!"
Twenty people including Liu Xianchang got up and flew to the ring, saluted with all the disciples, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the real principal!"
"Haha..." There was only a loud laugh, the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it very clearly: "The disciples are promoted to the Grand Competition every five years, and I have to bother you to wait here every time. The old man is quite sorry. !"
When the laughter sounded, the dean was still missing. When he started to speak, everyone saw three blue lights shooting from outside the other courtyard. When he finished speaking, an old man was already standing on the central ring. Two other middle-aged Taoists followed.
From the beginning to the end, there was no change in the voices in everyone's ears. If they hadn't seen the old man flying from a distance, they would have thought that the old man had been standing on the ring and talking.