Chapter 25: The Ascension Conference doesn't seem difficult Qingyunfang City. The market town is larger than Tainan Valley which only has one street, with four long streets crisscrossing in a crisscross shape. The most luxurious place is undoubtedly the square shopping plaza in the middle. At this time, Li Xunhuan followed a young man and came to the Hongyun Casino on the west side of the square. What is different from ordinary gambling houses is that they play the storage bag blind box game. As the Ascension Conference was held at Qingyun Mountain, the casino launched a new project. Bet! Who can rise to the top and become a member of the sect? Those who bet correctly can share 30% of the spiritual stones in the prize pool. According to the young man, one spirit stone could potentially bring in hundreds of spirit stones in return.
The chances are small, but who doesn't want to try their luck? In the past, there were many cases where truly small people obtained spirit stones and thus made further progress in their cultivation. just, Li Xun Huan looked at the young man. "Why is it only 30%?" The boy looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He heaved a sigh of relief and explained, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. It is a great honor for us to get the third floor of this kind of business. The seventh floor will naturally be offered to the senior who is resident in the foundation-building stage." After that, the young man quickly changed the subject and led Li Xunhuan to the outside of the gambling house, where there was an irregular circular jade wall built around a big tree. "Fellow Daoist, please take a look. The names on it are the names of the cultivators who will participate in this Ascension Conference. Anyone can enter the list as long as they meet the requirements of the Ascension Conference." The one leading the group was none other than Chen Qiaotian. Li Xunhuan wondered, did the Chen family still need to participate in the Ascension Conference? The young man stammered, "It's not impossible. People from immortal cultivation families sometimes participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference for the sake of the Foundation Establishment Pill." Li Xunhuan suddenly realized. The gambling house is only responsible for collecting money, as for whether the other party will participate, that is hard to say. He even has malicious intentions. If someone is lucky enough to win the bet, it is not impossible that the gambling house will directly send people to kill the monk. Li Xunhuan also saw many familiar figures on the list, and some of them overlapped with the candidates from Han Lao Mo's Bloody Forbidden Land, such as Feng Yue. This is normal. The vast majority of those who have participated in the Blood Forbidden Land throughout history were independent cultivators. For them, it is almost impossible to directly break through the foundation building with a foundation building pill from the Ascension Conference, except by being extremely lucky. The Blood Forbidden Land is the only option for casual cultivators to continue to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills.
There are only a few who are family disciples and monks who fight for their lives. Of course, those Jindan cultivators like Nangong Wan who lead the team to cheat are not included in this list. After circling it for a week, Li Xunhuan had a rough idea of this Ascension Conference. Tragic? No. He felt, just average. The most advanced level of Qi training, there is not a single one who has reached the thirteenth level of Qi training. Most of them have reached the tenth level of Qi training, and a few have reached the eleventh level. There are only a handful of people who have reached the twelfth level of Qi training, and their number is equal to that of the newbies who are below the tenth level. It should be understood that in the mortal world, cultivation is the foundation, and a higher level means a huge difference in combat power. So, he has actually occupied the top level of the Ascension Conference? He was worried about all kinds of things before, fearing that he would encounter a group of cultivators at the thirteenth level of Qi training. If the locals knew what he was thinking, they would definitely curse him. Thirteenth level of Qi training? Without the Foundation Establishment Pill, how could that casual cultivator break through to the thirteenth level of Qi training before the age of forty? On the surface, the Ascension Conference only has requirements on age and combat power, but in fact, it also has extraordinary requirements on spiritual roots and resources. Only if both are good at the same time can one advance rapidly. Otherwise, it would be a miracle to reach the eleventh level of Qi training. Li Xunhuan didn't know what they were thinking, he just felt that the twelfth level of Qi training was not stable enough. After all, Han Lao Mo, who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation, said that he was scared when he saw the bloody scene on the arena of the Ascension Conference. The thirteenth level of Qi training is a bit eye-catching, so it’s not too much for him to break through to the twelfth level. As soon as he joined the sect, he broke through the thirteenth level and then built his foundation in one go. safe. Once the cultivation goal before the Ascension Conference is locked, the next step is to achieve it. Finally, Li Xunhuan did not forget the boy's kindness in showing him the way, and threw a storage bag to him. There are twelve low-grade spirit stones in the bag. Ten to get him on the list, and two as a thank you. Ten pieces are not many; what you buy is the admission qualification. When he comes back from building his foundation, he will come to them to collect the spirit stones. He will surely win at least a thousand spirit stones. He is a great master of building his foundation, how dare he not give it to them? The young man reached into the storage bag, his eyes flashing with surprise. Looking up, he saw Li Xun Huan walking away. He shouted, "How do you call me, fellow Taoist?" "Li Xun Huan."
"Li Xunhuan?" The boy muttered, "What a nice name. I can tell you that I'll be admitted to high school just by hearing it." He turned and entered the gambling house, sat down with a big sword, and shouted with his head held high, "Old man (Dad), pour me some tea. I've made another profit." . . . Qingyun Market is indeed a higher level market than Tainan Valley, and the inns are also different. There is an inn. Afterwards, in an independent courtyard, a waiter respectfully introduced, "Guest, this is the room number A that you have rented," Then, the waiter handed over a token with both hands and explained, "This is the key to this place. It is valid for three months and will automatically become invalid after the expiration date. Please keep it carefully." Li Xun Huan turned the folding fan in his hand over and thanked him politely. "That's it, thank you very much." "That's a big word." The waiter hurriedly returned the greeting, his posture frozen, and he retreated seven steps before he stood up and left. elegant. polite. The gate of the courtyard was closed, and Li Xunhuan injected power into the token, and a formation automatically rose up to wrap around the courtyard. This formation has the functions of warning, sound insulation, isolation of spiritual consciousness, and defense. Not bad. Money is a really good thing. After settling down again, Li Xunhuan entered into a state of meditation. Apart from occasionally going out to visit street stalls to try to find bargains, he hardly ever leaves the house. His action also made a certain gang furious. Qingyunfang City, the 'shanty town'. This place is called a shantytown due to the scarcity of spiritual energy, but it is not obvious from the outside. Inside, it was empty except for a group of people sitting on the floor. In the center was a fire ignited by a sacred wood, reflecting the hideousness and jealousy on everyone's faces. The two people, one tall, one short, one thin, started arguing.
"What's wrong with this person? He's too steady." "It won't be long before the Ascension Conference, and he's going to compete with just a top-grade magical fan?" The middle-aged scholar sitting between the two frowned and asked intently, "Have you been exposed?" "Impossible. Besides, what can setting up a street stall reveal?" "Yes, this is an ancient cultivator's cave residence, and there are top-grade magical instruments inside. Isn't the other party tempted?" The middle-aged scholar nodded. This was not the first time they had done this and they were very skilled at it. Could it be that the other party has no interest in magical instruments and only wants to focus on practicing hard? It is not impossible. Thinking of this, he instructed the two of them, "You guys switch places. Fatty will set up the stall and you will monitor. This time, we'll use spiritual herbs." After a pause, he added, “Really a hundred-year-old spiritual herb.” "wonderful." The fat and thin monks were surprised and rubbed their hands ready to eat the horse. The other party already has a spiritual beast, so it must be worth a lot of money. The middle-aged scholar asked one last question: "Have you found out what the monk's name is?" "It seems to be Li Xunhuan." "Li Xunhuan?" "Boss, do you know him?" The middle-aged scholar shook his head, thinking that this person's cultivation level should not be the same as the one in Lanzhou, it's just the same name. Their identity is the Black Evil Cult. (End of this chapter)