Chapter 124 Qingzhou Competition

After dinner.

Lin Yun went upstairs alone to meditate and practice.

He was too lazy to listen to these "old guys" chatting.

Living room on the first floor.

Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were busy, and everyone sat around the small table and ate melon seeds together.

"Junior brother."

Lin Sheng cast a glance over, he looked upstairs and asked, "Are there any restrictions?"

"have."

Ning Daoran raised his hand and cast a spell. Suddenly, a blue restriction appeared around them, isolating them from the surrounding world.

"Junior Brother Lin."

Lin Sheng's face immediately turned cold, and he said, "Isn't your son too ignorant of his own highness to be so disrespectful to Junior Brother Ning?"

"well……"

Lin Zhuojun said: "I have been busy with cultivation and neglected to discipline him. This kid is talented, so he is arrogant. I will definitely discipline him strictly in the future. I hope Junior Brother Ning will not bother with this little bastard."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "No, I'm a great cultivator in the foundation-building stage, why would I bother with him?"

"that is."

Han Bing smiled dimple-like, "But Senior Brother Lin Zhuojun, I have heard some rumors.

I heard that your son Lin Yun is a very restless person. He makes friends with independent cultivators outside the sect and claims that he likes to make friends in the martial arts world, but in fact he is squandering the wealth of your Qingyuan Lin family."

"Yes, I heard about that, too."

Lin Sheng frowned and said, "Junior Brother Lin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but if you don't discipline this kid, something bad might happen in the future."

Lin Zhuojun looked ashamed: "I will definitely discipline him, please rest assured!"

Ning Daoran did not express his opinion. He just took a piece of spiritual melon and ate it while listening to Han Bing and Lin Sheng scolding Lin Zhuojun.

On the side, a big stupid deer sat on its hind legs, with its front legs bent for support, and watched the show with its eyes wide open.

…

The leisurely days passed quickly.

On the Qiongbi Peak, Ning Daoran was still immersed in his practice and study of the Baiyu Liuyin Formation.

A third-order, mid-grade formation, so terrifying.

Even with the inheritance, it is still extremely difficult to fully understand.

Time flies, and three years have passed in a flash.

This year, Ning Daoran was sixty-nine years old.

"Get out!"

He walked out of Lingpu Cave with disheveled hair and dirty face. After taking a deep breath, he looked a little depressed.

After three years of studying the Baiyu Liuyin Formation, there have been some results, but not much.

From having only a superficial understanding to becoming an entry-level person, this is considered a small improvement.

Looking at the time he had accumulated for cultivation, he realized that he had accumulated more than 90,000 years.

This is the result of working hard day and night to grow purple jade rice in the Lingpu Cave.

I cannot bear to spend so much time on intensive practice. I must strive to reach a higher level of the Changqing Jue!

Inside the secret room.

He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and poured his time and energy into the Changqing Jue. Suddenly, a glow of green light rose on his forehead.

[In the 16,000th year, you traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers, and finally found an ancient tree that was tens of thousands of years old. This ancient tree is so old and has a long life span that it can be said to be as old as the heaven and the earth.]

[You dug a tree hole and practiced with the old tree]

[For 34,000 years and 500 years, your Changqing Jue has never made any progress. That terrible bottleneck makes you feel suffocated, but you know that once you break through this bottleneck, Changqing Jue will go one step further and bring you unimaginable benefits.]

[In the 56,044th year, the bottleneck of the Evergreen Art began to loosen, and you seemed to see a ray of hope. However, at this time, the old tree you were standing on had already shown signs of decay.]

[This ancient tree, which is over 100,000 years old, is almost dying from being outlasted by you]

[In the 79,900th year, you who have been practicing the Evergreen Technique for many years have become one with the nature of heaven and earth. Covered with vines, you slowly open your eyes. You are like a strong old tree, surging with indescribable vitality! ]

[The old tree has withered and will no longer sprout. You have really outlasted it.]

[Eternal Youth Technique. Earth Rank Top Grade (Fifteenth Level)]

[Time remaining for intensive cultivation: 16,466 years]

…

"call……"

Ning Daoran took a deep breath, and at the same time, an unprecedentedly powerful Changqing Jue magic power poured into his body like the sea water pouring back.

There are fifteen levels in the Changqing Jue, one more level than the fourteenth level.

The magic power naturally became much more profound.

When Ning Daoran practiced the Changqing Jue, he really became like a vigorous ancient tree, full of vitality and silent.

Although it is not that strong, it is enough to kill any opponent.

At this time, his lifespan in the foundation-building stage had reached 600 years, which had already exceeded the lifespan of a golden elixir master.

With such a long lifespan, forming the elixir was a piece of cake for him. He just needed to wait for time.

"Old Deer, it's time to take care of the spiritual rice outside!!"

Ning Daoran shouted loudly, and immediately the big stupid deer that had just been promoted to the middle stage of foundation building rushed out from the Lingpu Cave with a hoe in hand.

A man and a deer rushed out of the yard and began to take care of the several acres of spiritual land outside.

Weeding, pest control, watering, these things are done extremely skillfully, highlighting their professionalism.

…

A few days later.

A piece of news came from the sect.

The Qingzhou Competition is approaching, and the sect is about to select ten young foundation-building cultivators to participate.

Ning Daoran asked around with Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun and the others, and he understood.

The so-called Qingzhou Competition has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that it was planned by the ten major immortal sects and the Xia Kingdom court at that time.

Every fifty years, each state holds its own grand competition.

There are many restrictions for those who can participate in the competition. First, they must be in the foundation-building stage, and second, they cannot be over eighty years old.

If you win the first place in the competition, you will receive a pill of elixir called "Luochen Pill" provided by the imperial court.

For a time, there were all kinds of arguments within the sect regarding the candidates for the competition.

Among the younger generation of foundation building, the strongest disciple of Chaos Sect is Meng Xiao.

This person is the true disciple of the great elder Gong Yang Yan. He possesses a second-grade fire spiritual root and was promoted to the middle stage of foundation building ten years ago.

It is also said that he had cultivated the True Yang Furnace Art to the "Great Success" realm not long ago. As a result, he has become the most popular disciple in the sect.

Some even claimed that Meng Xiao would definitely become the favorite to win the Qingzhou competition, and even the best candidate for the next sect leader.

Secondly, there are several other people in the inner sect who have mastered the true foundation of building.

Although Han Bing had an innate swordsmanship, her spiritual roots were only at the eighth level in terms of sensitivity to gold-attributed spiritual energy.

Due to qualification restrictions, it can only be ranked second.

Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun and others, all of them have worked their way up from the grassroots.

Although he was making great efforts, he was afraid that the chances of encountering the true teachings of the major sects in Qingzhou would not be optimistic.

As for Ning Daoran, he is almost the foundation-building elder with the weakest presence in the sect.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Most of the other foundation-building people hold important responsibilities within the sect. They hold extremely high positions, and some have even become hall masters.

Only Ning Daoran has not forgotten his original intention. He was born to farm in the holy land. He is dedicated to growing spiritual rice and doesn't care about what is happening outside the window.

If his name had not been listed among the foundation-building elders in the sect's main hall, many disciples would have probably forgotten about him long ago.

A few months later.

The final list of participants in the Qingzhou competition was released.

'Fuck, I'm on the list!'

At Qiongbi Peak, Ning Daoran felt in a bad mood after hearing Han Bing's message.

He didn't want to take part in any big competition. Anyone who wanted to attend such a glamorous event could do so. He just wanted to grow spiritual rice in the sect.

But not long after, Jiang Yu and Gong Yangyan came to Qiongbi Peak one after another.

They all said the same thing, that they didn't want to disturb Ning Daoran, but the Chaos Sect had a limited number of foundation-building practitioners.

There are only ten people who meet the requirements of building a foundation under the age of eighty. Even if Ning Daoran doesn't go, he won't be able to get the people together.

"I'm... "

Ning Daoran was in great pain, but he had to go even if he didn't want to. It was God's will!

"My dear nephew!"

Gong Yangyan patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, it's just a formality. You don't have to fight hard with anyone during the competition. If the situation is not good, you can just admit defeat."

His meaning was self-evident. Even if the sect wanted to fight for the Falling Dust Pill, there was no need for you, Ning Daoran, to risk your life.

That is the job of geniuses like Meng Xiao.

These words were somewhat hurtful to his self-esteem, but Ning Daoran felt that it was fine this way.

Meng Xiao is an extremely unruly person. Relying on his excellent spiritual roots and good cultivation, he has always been rampant in the sect.

He is a representative of the Chaos Sect's bravery and diligence.

Even Lin Sheng could only avoid Meng Xiao's edge.

Therefore, it would be best for Meng Xiao to be the one to stand out in the Qingzhou competition.

…

A few days later, the disciples participating in the competition gathered and were led by Gong Yangyan himself to Qingzhou City.

The group boarded a spirit boat several meters long that was refined by Gong Yang Yan and soared through the clouds. They arrived at the capital of Qingzhou about two days later.

Looking down at the earth, a majestic city appears in the field of vision, stretching for hundreds of miles. The spiritual energy rises above the city, which is extremely spectacular.

"Fuck~~~"

“Awesome~~~”

Ning Daoran put his arms around the big stupid deer's neck, and the man and the deer looked down at this majestic city.

They have lost the ability to organize words, and they just think that the world of immortal cultivation is so amazing that they can build such an amazing city!

"snort!"

Gong Yangyan saw it and curled up the corners of his mouth.

The rest of the disciples were different. Han Bing, Lin Sheng, Zhao Lichen and the others were just surprised but didn't say anything.

"Chaos Sect Gong Yang Yan, apply to enter the city!"

The Great Elder stood up and threw a token towards the restriction in the air.

Not long after, a late Foundation Establishment cultivator who was guarding the city stretched out his hand, lifted a corner of the formation, and said, "Welcome fellow Daoists from the Chaos Sect."

That night, everyone rested in the inn arranged by the Qingzhou government.

"Brother~~~"

Han Bing pouted: "I have never been to Qingzhou City. Shouldn't you take Junior Sister out for a stroll and see the world?"

“Ahhh~~~”

The big stupid deer also cried out, it also wanted to go out and see the world.

Ning Daoran also wanted to do it, but he was worried that something might go wrong.

"fine."

Gong Yangyan smiled and said, "There are Jindan cultivators guarding the city. Fighting is prohibited in the city, so nothing will go wrong. But don't cause trouble after you get out."

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

Everyone nodded.

Soon, the group set out.

Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun, Zhao Lichen, Ning Daoran and Han Bing, the five of them quickly disappeared into the night.

…

Soon after, there was a lantern festival in the city.

Ning Daoran and Bai Lu stood side by side beside a huge exhibition stand, staring at the colorful lanterns in amazement, and exclaimed how awesome it was.

At this moment, several female disciples from Xingyue Pavilion also appeared on the long street.

"Huh?"

Among them, a female cultivator with long, white and smooth legs stared blankly at Ning Daoran's back.

She felt that the figure was indescribably familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

(End of this chapter)