As soon as the old Qi practitioner's words came out, the hundreds of disciples of the upper court in the quiet room looked at each other in blank dismay: "There is only one person who got the true biography, who exactly got the old gentleman's true biography?"
Although they are all disciples of the same sect, they all have the desire to be strong and competitive. The old Qi practitioner said that only one person had obtained his true biography, but he did not specify who it was, which naturally caused a lot of speculation.
"Isn't it easy to know who got the true biography?"
A heroic female disciple suddenly suggested: "Let's have a competition with the Thunderbolt Sword Art. Whoever can beat the others with the Thunderbolt Sword Art will naturally get the true instruction!"
"That's a good idea!"
In the quiet room, many disciples of the upper court were eager to try. Immediately, some disciples confronted each other. They did not use other methods, nor did they use totem poles or soul soldiers.
All of a sudden, lightning flashed in the quiet room, and thunder-bending sword qi erupted with the power of thunder. Among the disciples of the upper court, there were indeed some with extraordinary aptitude. Knocking down the opponent is just not very powerful and does not cause much damage!
Competing in the same discipline, they will naturally hold back and will not go all out.
Here, everyone was fighting fiercely, but in the corner Zhong Yue was still rehearsing his Ben Lei Sword Art and did not participate in it.
His Benlei Sword Art is becoming more and more clumsy, and the Benlei sword art conceived by mental power is twisted and twisted, but in the clumsiness, there is gradually an ancient feeling, simple and simple, like a thunderbolt splitting a pine, and a thunderbolt falling from an empty mountain!
His Thunder-Running Sword Qi is sometimes like a thunder tree, emitting thunder light all over, and sometimes there is only a sword light!
The mental power is highly concentrated, and it can be transformed into form when it is visualized, it can be transformed into a dragon when it is visualized, and the power of thunder can be burst out when it is visualized.
It's just that the thunder that Zhong Yueguan came up with is not as gorgeous and beautiful as other disciples of the upper court, and it is not as dazzling and colorful as the Thunderbolt Sword Art, so it is naturally not eye-catching.
After a long time, the winners and losers of many upper court disciples were divided, and only the heroic female disciple and a male disciple were left to fight. Mental power can generate electricity from the void!
The figures of the two moved quickly in the quiet room, as fast as running thunder, and the various moves of the Running Thunder Sword Art were deployed, zig la la, lightning flashed and thundered, thunder was like a sword, and they killed each other like a sword. It was amazing!
Not long after, the female disciple suddenly had a thunderous light under her feet, she actually lifted her body more than four feet high, moved in the air, raised her hand and stabbed the male disciple's chest with a thunderbolt sword light.
The male disciple didn't expect that she would be lifted up by the thunder, as if she was going to fly in the air, and she was caught off guard, her chest was blackened, her hair stood on end, and she fell to the ground.
"Senior Sister Ting, I lost!"
The male disciple was also straightforward, coughing black smoke, covering his chest, and said with admiration: "Senior sister is indeed very skilled, and she can fly in the air with the thunder light. No wonder Mr. Pu said that only one person got him." true story!"
"Your brother is not injured, is he?"
The female disciple landed and said with a smile: "I only control the thunder light for a short time, and I can only fly a distance of ten feet before landing, and I can't fly too high. There are still one hundred and eight thousand miles."
All the disciples of the upper court stepped forward and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ting has obtained the true biography of Pu Lao, that is for sure. In the future, after Senior Sister Ting becomes a Qi Refiner, it will be no problem to control the thunder and fly thousands of miles!"
Senior Sister Ting also showed joy, and suddenly looked at Zhong Yue in the corner, and saw that Zhong Yue was still practicing the Benlei Sword Jue, but his Benlei Sword Jue was even more peculiar, similar to the Benlei Sword Jue passed down by Pu Lao. Bi, his face was completely changed, he couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart: "Surely it is impossible for such a strange Benlei sword art to be passed down. It seems that the person Pu Lao said is indeed me."
"Junior brother Zhong Yue from the Zhong Shan clan!"
Senior Sister Ting stepped forward, generously, and said with a smile: "I am the Da Ting clan, Ting Lanyue, and I entered the Upper Court a year earlier than you. Junior brother Zhong Yue, do you want to compete with me? The true biography of it!"
Zhong Yue shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Ting, I have only been in the Upper Court for four or five days, how can I be the opponent of Senior Sister?"
"That's true."
Ting Lanyue didn't force it, and said with a smile: "Our senior brother intends to enter the Jianmen Demon Market to practice, fight against the demons, and improve the power of the Thunderbolt Sword Art. I wonder if the junior brother is interested in going together?"
"Sword Gate Demon Market?"
"Junior, don't you know about the Sword Gate Demon Market?"
Ting Lanyue woke up and said: "Yes, you have just entered the upper court, and you don't know some secrets of my Jianmen. Back then, my ancestors of Jianmen guarded the wild human tribes and migrated all the way to the Great Wilderness. At that time, the Great Wilderness was a demon realm. A group of demons live in the wilderness, and demons dance wildly. The ancestors of Jianmen opened up the wilderness for our human tribe to multiply and live, while the demons in the wilderness were suppressed by the ancestors in the demon market of Jianmen. In the assessment in the Bikong Hall, the strange demons encountered are the weakest demons in the Jianmen Demon Ruins."
Another student from the upper court smiled and said: "There are a lot of demons in the Demon Market, most of them are weak demons such as strange demons and spider demons. We disciples from the upper court can go in and practice, and strange demons and spider demons are just suitable for training. For the Thunder Sword Jue, one must go through actual combat in order to enhance the power of the Sword Jue, and one can also feel the true meaning of the Thunder-Bending Sword Jue in battle."
"Brother He is right!"
Many upper courtyard disciples were full of vigor and laughed one after another: "However, Senior Brother He didn't say anything. You can get rewards from the master's sect for killing the demon bosses in the Demon Ruins, in exchange for treasures such as Feather Pills, Totem Poles, and Soul Soldiers." Son!"
"Feather pill? Totem pole? Soul soldier?"
Zhong Yueda was moved. Totem poles had a great effect on both cultivation and combat, while soul soldiers were combat weapons that greatly improved combat power, and Feather Spirit Pill was even more important to him!
He practiced the Suihuang visualization map of the Huoji Palace, which consumed too much, and he had to rely on more Feather Spirit Pills to continue to practice!
His Feather Spirit Pill has been exhausted, and he must get more Feather Spirit Pills, otherwise he will be hollowed out by forced cultivation, and the gain outweighs the loss!
Zhong Yue hesitated and said, "I'm not Pu Lao's disciple, so can I enter the Sword Gate Demon Market?"
A female disciple said: "As long as you are a disciple of the upper court, you can enter the Jianmen Demon Market, but you can only enter once a month, and there are many demon bosses in the Demon Market, and there are tribes of demon leaders everywhere. It's safe. With Senior Sister Ting and Senior Brother He here this time, Senior Sister Ting has obtained the true biography of Mr. Pu, and Senior Brother He is only one step away, absolutely foolproof!"
Ting Lanyue smiled slightly when she heard the words, and said: "Fighting against the demons is also very beneficial for you to understand the true inheritance of the Benlei Sword Art."
Zhong Yue nodded and said with a smile: "There are Senior Sister Lao Ting and Senior Brother He."
That Senior Brother He is the disciple of the upper court who lost a move against Ting Lanyue. He was from the Bihe tribe. He took He as his surname and his name was He Chengchuan. One of the best in the middle, very cheerful and talkative.
Zhong Yue climbed up to Jianmen Mountain together with hundreds of disciples, and saw that the mountain was getting steeper and steeper, with clouds floating beside him, it was as if people were stepping on the clouds.
When Zhong Yue looked down, he felt dizzy for a while, the mountains below seemed much smaller, and the upper courtyard seemed to be only the size of a palm.
Not long after, the mountain was no longer steep and the road became wider and wider. When we reached the halfway of Jianmen Mountain, we saw that there were many palaces in this strange mountain, and the magnificent halls were like Ganoderma lucidum growing on tree stumps!
Zhong Yue had collected Ganoderma lucidum in the mountains, and Ganoderma lucidum grew on tree stumps, with circular platform-shaped crowns growing outward, and these halls in Jianmen Mountain were built on the round platforms of the cliffs. Convenience is a bottomless abyss, surrounded by clouds and mist!
"The soil turtles of Jianmen have made this place very spectacular."
Xinghuo Boy looked around through Zhong Yue's eyes, and couldn't help admiring again and again: "The Qi Refiner who built this place back then, I'm afraid the strength is close to that of gods and demons!"
The disciples boarded a round platform-shaped Zhi Guan, and saw an old man in white clothes and white hair sitting around in front of the main hall, with a thigh-thick iron chain tied to a pillar beside him, and on the other side there was an old man The old man with white hair and white clothes also has an iron chain on the pillar beside him.
The other ends of the two iron chains were connected in the air. Zhong Yue stared and saw that there was nothing in the air, but the two iron chains were hanging high there, as if they were tied to something.
He Chengchuan stepped forward, bowed and said, "Two elders, we are planning to enter the Demon Market to practice exorcising demons, so I ask the two elders to accommodate you."
One of the old men in white clothes and white hair nodded and said, "Take a selfie in front of the mirror in front of the hall."
Everyone came to the bronze mirror in front of the hall one after another. The bronze mirror was extremely huge, four or five feet high. Zhong Yue was very curious, and He Chengchuan whispered beside him: "Junior Brother Zhong, this bronze mirror is a strange thing. Treasure, it is a masterpiece among soul soldiers! Just take a photo in front of the mirror and you can take a picture in the mirror. If you kill the demons in the magic market, you will record the number of kills and credits in the mirror. The more credits you have , the more division rewards you can exchange for!"
Zhong Yue stepped forward and took a picture in front of the mirror, only to see his own image appear in the mirror, and words appeared on other people's images, recording when he entered the Demon Market and the number of demon heads killed, but he was still blank .
"The treatment in the upper and lower courts of Jianmen is just different. The practice in the lower court is boring, but it is colorful in the upper court."
Zhong Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he lived in the Lower Court for five or six years, and his life was difficult and difficult, and his practice was extremely boring, and it was only in the Upper Court that he gradually became more exciting.
The two white-clothed old men raised their hands, grabbed the iron chains tied to the stone pillars in front of the main hall, and pulled hard, only to hear the creaking sound of the door opening, and as the iron chains were pulled, a sword gate slowly appeared in the air!
That portal seems to be a portal formed by the sword body cut in half from the center, and the iron chain is connected to the two portals. Because the sword body is colorless, it is easy to see the portal.
At this moment, the sword gate was opened by two old men, and there was light shining from the gate. The front of the gate seemed empty, but when the light shone, a step was immediately revealed, spreading out from the sword gate to the In front of the round platform.
The pale black demonic energy overflowed from the sword gate, and the strange sound of howling ghosts and wolves came from inside, which made people shudder.
Ting Lanyue and He Chengchuan walked into the sword gate first, followed by Zhong Yue and others, entering the Demon Market.
Zhong Yue raised his head and looked around, only to see that the sky of Moxu was gloomy, covered with lead clouds, as if the clouds were also extremely heavy, and everything looked very dark.
And the mountains in the distance also looked extremely sinister, like a criss-cross pattern, as dense as a forest.
The light black magic energy formed a strong wind, blowing up rocks the size of a stone mill, which was extremely dangerous.
"There are human heifers!"
Suddenly strange laughter came from far away, and I saw a dark mass of demons rushing towards this side in the distance. It was a tribe of strange demons who discovered that Zhong Yue and other disciples of the upper court had entered the demon market!
The different demons swarmed over, screaming strangely: "Kill the men, marinate them and dry them, and eat them later! The women will catch them and use them for hybrid production, so they can get pregnant and reproduce for the next generation of our family!"