A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 1133 Sect Competition

"Master taught me well."

Zhao Xuan said modestly.

"Has anything major happened on Qingyun Peak in the past six months?" Lu Luan continued to walk forward.

Zhao Xuan followed behind and replied, "In the past six months, although there is no supervision from the master, the junior brothers and sisters have practiced very hard and their cultivation has improved to a certain extent. In addition, the resources of the sect have also been allocated, including five spiritual veins, which are now buried in our Qingyun Peak. The quality of these spiritual veins is good and can produce about 2,000 low-level spiritual stones every month."

"That's it?"

Lu Luan frowned, thinking that two thousand low-level spirit stones were too little.

Zhao Xuan replied: "The elder who came said that Qingyun Peak had just been established, and there were not many disciples on Qingyun Peak, and their cultivation was not strong enough, so they could only deal with five such spirit veins at first."

In fact, there is another most important reason that Zhao Xuan did not mention, which is because of Lu Luan’s own cultivation. He was too weak in the early stage of foundation building.

Originally, the sect only decided to give two, but considering Lu Luan’s contribution to the sect, he was given five.

Zhao Xuan was somewhat puzzled as to why his master thought the amount was too little, because there were only so few people on Qingyun Peak right now. Two such spiritual veins would be enough to distribute resources to the disciples. Giving five at once was already a special treatment for Qingyun Peak.

"I see."

Lu Luan stopped talking. He was planning to recruit more disciples.

"Master, our sect will hold a big competition in one month."

Zhao Xuan reported another matter to him.

"That's good. There are too few people on Qingyun Peak. We can take this opportunity to recruit more inner and outer disciples."

The sect competition is actually a major test of the sect's disciples every four years. Everyone must participate, and it is a competition between practitioners of the same level. The mountain with a higher overall winning rate will receive more resources in the new year.

Lu Luan plans to watch the competition and select some disciples to enter Qingyun Peak.

Qingyun Peak is a true mountain and must take on the responsibility of training more disciples.

"With all your preparation, are you confident you can make it into the top ten?"

Lu Luan asked Zhao Xuan, the sect's competition was a contest between disciples of the same level of cultivation. Zhao Xuan had just broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining not long ago, and his opponent was about the same level as him.

Some of the disciples in the sect who have reached the ninth level of Qi Refining were personally trained by the true elders or even the golden elixir elders. Their strength should not be underestimated. His requirements for Zhao Xuan are not high, as long as he can be among the top ten among those with the same level of cultivation.

"Top ten? Master, you think too highly of me."

Zhao Xuan was stunned after hearing this, he did not expect that his master would set such a high goal for him. Before he became his disciple, he was the most ordinary among the core disciples, belonging to the bottom, and usually ended up losing in competitions. In the past two years, with the guidance of his master at Qingyun Peak, he felt that he had undergone earth-shaking changes in all aspects, but he had never thought about getting a good result like top ten in this competition.

Lu Luan glanced at him, just smiled and didn't say anything else.

Zhao Xuan still didn't believe that he was normal. After all, he hadn't had the opportunity to show himself to everyone in the past two years.

It just so happens that this competition is a very good opportunity.

There were only so many disciples who were at the early ninth level of Qi Refining who he had personally taught for two years. The top ten was a conservative estimate. He felt that they should be in the top five at least.

Although Zhao Xuan’s opponents include those elder disciples who are of middle yellow level or even upper yellow level.

After this competition, Zhao Xuan will surely have a clearer understanding of his own strength. In fact, without realizing it, he is no longer the ordinary person among the core disciples.

"Try your best. I won't blame you if you don't perform well."

Lu Luan comforted him and said that he didn't want to see Zhao Xuan have too much psychological burden.

"Master, I will try my best and try not to let you down."

Zhao Xuan still lacks some confidence. Only after the competition begins will he know how powerful he is among his peers.

"Master, during your retreat this time, did you have any sudden enlightenment in your cultivation?"

"I suddenly had some inspiration for the technique. During this period of seclusion, I have made new progress in the Yi Mu Na Qi Jue..."

The two of them walked and talked.

Then Lu Luan called all the disciples over and began to check their current strength.

Although these are just ordinary disciples on Qingyun Peak, Lu Luan still spent a lot of energy on them. Over the past two years, these inner disciples have made certain breakthroughs in their cultivation, and in actual combat, their various abilities have improved significantly.

Now, the cultivation of the monks on Qingyun Peak is in very good condition. The lazy character of many disciples has been completely changed after Lu Luan's repeated training.

After checking the strength, Lu Luan was very satisfied.

Most of the disciples on other mountains are as delicate as flowers in front of them. They believe that in this competition, everyone can achieve results that they will not believe.

......

Just one month, it passed in the blink of an eye.

Qinglinmen Competition.

It’s about to begin.

Since the competition is between disciples with similar cultivation levels, the rules of this kind of competition are very simple: the winner advances and the loser is dismissed. Therefore, even if the Qinglin Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, all the competitions can be completed in a month at most.

As for those who were unfortunately injured or who won but could not continue the game for various reasons, they would all be treated as losers. It can only be said that they were unlucky, because for monks, luck is also part of strength.

You can't blame others for your bad luck.

"Master, I have a competition on my first day."

The opponents of each disciple have already been revealed.

After Zhao Xuan got the information, he came to Lu Luan to report.

But his expression was somewhat bitter.

"Who is the opponent?"

Lu Luan was sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with a broom.

Zhao Xuan also picked up a broom from the corner and followed beside him while sweeping and said, "It's Chu Tianyu. This Chu Tianyu is a disciple of Elder Long."

Although Elder Long mentioned by Zhao Xuan is also a true elder, he is only at the half-step golden elixir realm. Chu Tianyu has a considerable reputation in the sect.

"Chu Tian Jade."

Lu Luan had also heard of this disciple. He was a medium-level yellow-grade spiritual root and was almost two years younger than Zhao Xuan. He had only reached the eighth level of Qi Refining not long ago. However, since he was assigned to Zhao Xuan, he must have broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining during this period.

"Master, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Zhao Xuan knew Chu Tianyu very well. Facing such a talented disciple, he felt unsure. Although their cultivation bases were similar, Chu Tianyu's skills and magical powers were definitely stronger than his own.

"Do you feel that you have bad luck?"

Lu Luan asked with a smile. He couldn't see what Zhao Xuan was thinking. Meeting such a strong opponent in the first game, he must feel that he was unlucky. He would also doubt whether his fortune had not changed after becoming his disciple.

"Kind of."

Zhao Xuan is very honest.

He looked distressed, because if he lost a game, he would be eliminated. As the eldest senior brother of Qingyun Peak, he was defeated in the first game and felt a little embarrassed.

Lu Luan joked again: "Is there a possibility that Chu Tianyu is just unlucky?"

"Master, you are really good at comforting people."

Zhao Xuan was absent-minded.

In the past two years, he has spent most of his time practicing hard on Qingyun Peak, which has caused him to be unable to distinguish the gap between himself and other cultivators.

"How many disciples will participate in the competition on Qingyun Peak tomorrow?" Lu Luan asked while sweeping the floor.

"There are twenty."

"I wonder what the odds are for tomorrow?"

Lu Luan murmured that the greater the winning rate of a mountain, the greater the overall strength of the disciples cultivated by that mountain. If all the disciples on his Qingyun Peak won the first game, it would be a 100% winning rate.

After the competition, this result alone will attract many disciples to join Qingyun Peak.

In addition to the winning rate, the top spot is also very important, but the battle for the top spot is mainly a one-man show on the mountains where the Jindan elders are located.

"Master, don't worry, I will do my best."

Zhao Xuan said, not sure if he was trying to comfort Lu Luan.

Lu Luan nodded.

The next morning.

Qinglin Gate was bustling with activity and noise.

All competition venues are open.

A large number of elders also became busy, going to various competition venues to host competitions.

Early in the morning, Lu Luan took Zhao Xuan to the core hall.

Zhao Xuan has yellow-level spiritual roots, and his first match is a competition in the core hall.

At this moment, the core hall was shining brightly and running at full capacity, forming a space of its own.

Now a large number of core disciples and elders have arrived here.

After entering the core hall, the space expanded to fifty miles in size, with numerous formations and twenty competition venues of varying sizes.

Zhao Xuan was at the seventh competition stage.

After watching Zhao Xuan's match, he also wanted to go and see how other disciples on Qingyun Peak were doing.

"Elder Lu, you are here."

Several elders greeted him.

"Elder Qian, Elder Sun..."

Lu Luan bowed and smiled in return. Although they were not familiar with each other, they still had to be polite when meeting each other.

The elders who came here were at least true elders, either in the late stage of foundation building or half-step to golden elixir. There were even a few golden elixir elders sitting high up in the sky. Lu Luan, who was in the early stage of foundation building, seemed very discordant among them.

When he arrived, many people looked at him.

But they were all just a quick glance.

In the early stages of foundation building, the elders were unwilling to pay much attention.

However, these people's eyes stayed on Zhao Xuan who was following behind them for a while longer. They were curious about what he was thinking and also curious about his strength.

"Master, it seems that we are quite conspicuous."

Zhao Xuan whispered behind him.

"No problem. You have to learn to get used to this kind of gaze in the future."

Lu Luan didn't take it seriously, but Zhao Xuan seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Elder Lu, your Qingyun Peak should be able to obtain..."

Although he is the weakest, there are still some elders willing to come here and talk with him. He can break through from an ordinary spiritual root step by step to the foundation-building realm, and is willing to contribute powerful skills to the sect. These things have also earned him the respect of many elders.

This is also the reason why, up to now, no one has gone to Qingyun Peak to cause trouble for him.

In the distance, an old man also came to the core hall with several disciples.

A young disciple behind him exclaimed softly when he saw Zhao Xuan.

"what happened?"

The old man asked with a frown.

"Master, that person is my opponent today. I should be able to win easily."

Chu Tianyu looked at Zhao Xuan and said.

The old man took a look and warned, "Don't be careless. His master is Lu Yang. Although Elder Lu Yang's cultivation is weak, he has experienced a lot of fighting. The disciples he taught will definitely have some of his style. Don't underestimate the enemy."

This old man also experienced the great war between humans and demons when he was young. He knew the importance of people like Lu Luan, who was not comparable to the young elders today.

"Master, I've got this in mind. I'll go all out on stage later and try to end the fight in the shortest possible time."

After hearing what his master said, Chu Yutian also put away the indifference in his eyes.

Soon, the time came.

The competitions have already started on various stages.

Lu Luan and Zhao Xuan were waiting beside the seventh competition stage.

Lu Luan came to the elders' seat beside the stage and sat down.

Of course, he was sitting at the very edge, and he was also at the end in the ranking of the true elders of Qinglin Sect.

"Elder Lu, you must have put a lot of effort into that disciple. In just over two years, Zhao Xuan actually broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining." A middle-aged elder next to him spoke to him.

He taught core disciples and knew Zhao Xuan.

Lu Luan replied: "This little guy practices very hard."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This is very similar to you. Everyone knows that you, Elder Lu, were also a cultivation fanatic back then."

"I can't help it. My cultivation level was far behind at that time. I had to work twice as hard to catch up with others."

"That's true. But it was right for Zhao Xuan to choose you as his master. Among the core disciples at that time, he not only had average qualifications, but also had bad luck. He could choose the wrong path among three out of four choices. You have good luck, so you can bless him and improve his fortune." The man was very friendly.

"I don't think so. Zhao Xuan still looks like an unlucky guy. He met Chu Tianyu in the first match. Chu Tianyu is qualified to be in the top five of the early ninth level of Qi Refining."

The elder next to the man interrupted.

"Zhao Xuan's opponent in the first match is Chu Tianyu?" After hearing this, the man looked at Lu Luan in surprise.

Lu Luan nodded lightly.

The man shook his head and smiled, what bad luck.

"Elder Lu, you have only one direct disciple like Zhao Xuan, and you have put in a lot of effort," he asked again.

"That's right. After all, my own cultivation is too weak. It's not easy to receive a disciple with yellow-level spiritual roots. Naturally, I have to train him with all my strength as much as possible."

Hearing this, the man comforted him, "As long as you can manage Qingyun Peak well, Elder Lu, if Qingyun Peak has a good winning rate in this kind of competition, it is still very likely to attract talented core disciples. Recently, the sect leader revealed that if the peak with a winning rate of more than 60% in the first round of competition, a top-grade yellow-level technique will be given to that peak for use."

"It seems that the sect master attaches great importance to this sect competition."

Lu Luan's eyes lit up. Sixty percent, that is to say, as long as thirty of his fifty-one disciples from Qingyun Peak win in this first round of competition, they will be qualified.

If he wants to attract more and better disciples to Qingyun Peak, it is not enough for him to teach well. There must be powerful skills and magical powers on the mountain.