I Can’t Be a Sword God

It rained heavily, and the vegetation in the old hometown was deep.

Feilai Peak is hidden in a misty cloud, blocking all sights from the top and bottom of the mountain.

The practitioners on the peak also closed the mountain gate early.

Recently, no foreign guests are accepted.

People who are a little older should remember that there was such a time twenty years ago, flying to Zongfeng Mountain for five days.

White clouds linger on the peak.

If there is a cultivator here, he will find that this white cloud cannot penetrate even the spiritual consciousness. It is clearly the fairy fog condensed by the magic circle, which isolates all sounds and pictures.

foggy.

The sound of Yu Gongqin is gurgling.

Cultivators from all over the world have already lined up and stood in an empty square in the back mountain.

Many disciples of the Feilai Sect surrounded the square, saying that they were watching the ceremony, and they were also cheering on the fellow sects of the sect, which was considered a small home court advantage.

Disciples from the four schools of Feixiancheng, Feishengguan, Feitianmen, and Feilaizong stood in the center.

Qiongji looked left and right, glanced at Li Chu from time to time, then at Lu Zhanmei, and finally turned her head as if afraid of being discovered.

Lu Zhanmei stood with his head held high.

In all fairness, she should have been a cool beauty no less than Qiong Ji in terms of appearance. But her aura is too fierce, especially the corners of her eyes and brows, which seem to contain sword energy, making it difficult for anyone to look at her with a love for beauty, only a sense of awe.

The last one, Liu Fufeng, was careless, with his head down, looking a little listless.

His father, Liu Zhuang, the fourth master of the Feitianmen, was watching him from afar with a complicated expression on his face.

Directly in front of the four of them, Shen Erfu of Feixian City was standing in the air, holding a model like a mountain in his left hand.

Daoist Yao Ding had just talked some nonsense briefly, and now the competition is about to begin.

Everyone!

The magic weapon in my hand is called the face of the mountain.

It was made by the patriarch Fei Taoist who refined a mountain of ten thousand Renren in the Western Regions.

Its power is that it can hold the weight of the entire mountain in one point, and when it is released, it can penetrate gold and gravel, which is very terrifying!

This competition, of course, does not require you to fight against the entire mountain. We will divide four roads under it to evenly distribute the weight of this mountain. The more you move forward, the more difficult it will be.

And the content of the competition is to see who of you can bear all the pressure and go further on this road. If you can go all the way, then let's see who can go faster!

Having said that, he glanced at Qiong Ji.

The girl waved her small fist at him.

Shen Erfu smiled and continued: My manipulation of the face of the mountain is absolutely fair and just, and will not be biased. This will be jointly supervised by Master Yao Ding, Elder Wugen, and Master Liu.

The others smiled and nodded.

In this case, no one will play tricks. If it is really tricky, it is absolutely impossible to hide it from the eyes of so many experts.

Of course, Qiong Ji must have an advantage.

Since this mountain is the magic weapon of Feixian City, she must have experienced it before, maybe even after special training.

in addition……

She is also a well-known white tiger girl in all countries in the Western Regions.

That is, one of the natural immortal bodies, the White Tiger Royal Body!

The Four Elephant Royal Physique is not the strongest among all the Immortal Physiques, but it is definitely the most practical. There are not so many bells and whistles, but as she grows up, she raises the spirit of the white tiger inside and refines the spirit of the white tiger outside... Killing and invincible!

Now she looks like a bright girl, but in a sense, she is also a humanoid beast.

Even if it is an incomplete white tiger physique, it cannot be obtained by many body refiners after a lifetime of hard work.

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, many will ignore the item of body training.

Feixiancheng proposed this competition because he wanted to use his own strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses, and use his own white tiger to attack the opponent's weakness.

Of course, this degree of advantage is completely within the acceptance range of several other sects.

After finishing speaking, Shen Erfu saluted the other elders, and then shouted: Big to me!

The hill in the palm flew up into the sky, swelled against the wind, and in a blink of an eye it became a thousand times bigger, turning into a mountain that almost covered Feilai Peak. All the people below were instantly shrouded in a shadow.

Of course, this is still limited.

If the volume of the mountain reaches its limit, it will be much larger than Feilai Peak. In that case, the magic circle on the peak will not be able to cover it.

Even so, it was enough to let all the pressure out.

As the person in charge of the mountain, Shen Erfu flicked his sleeves and rumbled—five long rock walls fell down!

In doing so, exactly four channels are separated.

At the end of the passage are four disciples, which can be regarded as the entrance. At the other end, the seniors of various sects who are close to the ceremony can be regarded as the exit.

According to past experience, under the pressure of the face of the mountain, most of the participants in the trial will not look very elegant.

Today's young cultivators are all idols, and no one wants to leave that appearance in the eyes of the world.

Peeping from a distance is also considered a humane consideration.

It's just that the spectators outside can only see the final result, which is even more exciting.

The four disciples participating in the competition can walk into the path separated by the stone wall. Shen Erfu's voice sounded again.

At first glance, the passage is only a few hundred feet short, and it seems that it can be passed in a few steps.

But if there is any mystery in it, only these four disciples can feel it.

The four of them walked in together without any hesitation.

boom--

As soon as you explore this deep passage, you can immediately feel the heavy pressure. This kind of pressure hangs heavily from above, as if it wants to crush you instantly!

Moreover, this kind of pressure is difficult to resist with true energy, and can only be resisted with physical strength!

Daoist Yao Ding and Elder Yao Lian stood side by side, their expressions were not very good.

Last night, I asked Zhao Liangchen to ask if Li Chu had ever practiced body training.

As a result, Zhao Liangchen came back and said that Li Chu had practiced iron shirts.

There was a shadow in front of the two foreheads at the same time.

It's better to say that it didn't come directly...

Even if he has the strength comparable to that of a dragon transforming cultivator, if he has never practiced the art of body refining, his physique may not be as good as that of a cultivator who specializes in body refining.

The strength of Lu Zhanmei and Liu Fufeng is hidden very deep, but they are at the peak of Shenhe, and the possibility of breaking through the Dragon Transformation is very low.

As long as they have specialized in body training, then Li Chu may not be able to compare.

In fact, judging from the current information... they have indeed specialized in training.

Not to mention the white tiger girl.

She should be the first name already booked this time.

Master Yao Ding and his senior brother looked at each other.

Elder Yao Lian whispered: Hey, if there is no accident in this opening battle, our Feilai Sect will be at the bottom again.

Master Yao Ding also nodded and said: Yes, time is fate.

sad.

Alas.

Alas— the two sighed at the same time, quite helplessly.

Zhao Liangchen, who stood closest behind them, heard what they said, and carefully interjected:

But aren't we always the last ones every year? The master and master... shouldn't be so bothering?

Huh? Elder Yao Lian blinked, suddenly realizing: What my apprentice said makes sense.

That's right. Elder Yao Ding twirled his beard, I've gotten used to it a long time ago.

The two looked at each other and smiled again, suddenly enlightened.

Behind him, Zhao Liangchen was thoughtful.

From Oh, I'm trash...

to Yeah! I'm trash...

This process is probably called growth, right?

I just hope that junior Li Chu won't feel guilty because of this defeat.

Elder Yao Lian recalled: At his age, he was determined to win or lose. I won the last place in the Four Flying Conference, so my Dao heart was shaken, and I stayed in the brothel for a month. Nice to come out and meet people.

Hehe, that moving thing of yours is Dao Xin? I'm too embarrassed to break you.

Daoist Yao Ding sneered twice, and said: But I think he has a predestined relationship with Feilaizong, and the competition is over, so it's better to persuade him to stay.

I think so too. Elder Yao Lian agreed, Looking at his appearance, he is no different from when I was young, so I know that this son is destined for me. If he is willing to switch to my Feilai sect, that would be great.

Elder Yao Ding resisted the urge to spit on Elder Chao Yaolian in public, and turned his head, instead of looking at him, he looked at Zhao Liangchen.

Based on what you know about him, is this possible?

Zhao Liangchen said behind him: The Master Master can just ask him if he is not, because he is right there.

oh?

Immortal Yao Ding took a quick look and saw that Li Chu had arrived in front of him at some point.

He waved his hands: Hey, little friend Li Chu, I have something to ask you.

Li Chushi ran over, saluted the two seniors, and said:

Really Yao Ding, do you have any advice?

Master Yao Ding saw his appearance, bearing and manners, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He opened his mouth with a smile, and was about to ask something.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed overhead.

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Is there something wrong?

Ah... I thought I could write four chapters in one night, and I ended up writing one chapter... What's going on...