Chapter 117(1/2)
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Zhao Chu crossed his legs and closed his eyes. A terrifying and vast whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared, like a sudden hurricane, rolling incessantly, covering the sky and the sun.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Two more blasts in a row!
Everyone was shocked beyond words.
The nine formation sounds... that was an extraordinary level for the inner sect of the 40,000 demon generation... You must know that among the previous preview battles, this one experienced the catastrophe of the demon king, which was the most terrifying one.
This boy has never even participated in a rehearsal battle, and he almost appeared out of nowhere.
"Elder, what do you think?"
The steward of the Lian Dian Sect had a dry throat and his mind went blank.
What a joke.
Since the founding of the Lian Dian Sect, let alone nine formation calls, not even eight have happened... After all, the geniuses with eight spiritual veins have already gone to the nine major sects for trials.
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Boom boom boom boom!
Lu Xiu Ming pressed one palm in the air on the formation, his brows furrowed together.
"Nine times of formation sound, it's not over yet... How terrifying must this boy's spiritual vein be?"
The strange situation made even Lu Xiu Ming confused.
Even if I am in the golden elixir realm, it is still a little difficult.
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"Elder, nine formation calls are already the limit for ordinary people, but why is this ceremony not over yet?"
A few minutes passed.
An incredible idea suddenly popped into the mind of the manager of the Lian Dian Sect.
This idea was so ridiculous that he himself couldn't believe it.
"Probably, they are dealing with the aftermath."
The elder's beard is waving wildly.
"Will it be...ten times, the formation sounds?"
The steward licked his lips.
"Absolutely impossible... In the whole world, except for spiritual bodies, it is impossible for anyone to trigger the tenth formation cry!"
The words of the elders are conclusive.
The nine meridians of ordinary people are the limit. The reason why those spiritual bodies can trigger more than nine times of ringing is entirely due to the blessing of special spiritual veins. Therefore, when the spiritual veins refine their energy, they will cause more vibrations in the world.
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Rumble!
However, after a few breaths.
A roar shook the valley, leaving the steward dumbfounded... The elder even blushed, as if he had been slapped.
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"Oh my god...did I see it wrong? Ten formations, this is ten formations...Is he really not an inner disciple of the nine major sects?"
"I must not be mistaken. He really only has one spiritual vein... What is going on?"
The audience was in an uproar, and countless people were arguing with red faces.
Even the teenagers who had left before turned around to watch this incredible scene.
Several second-rate sect leaders even came to the scene. They originally wanted to recruit Zhao Chu, but they quickly gave up the idea after thinking that the elders of the Wulong Sect were also present.
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"No, I want to get this kind of talent back to Wulong Sect as soon as possible...promise an inner sect first..."
Just after the tenth battle cry ended, the elder of the Wulong Sect flicked his sleeve, and an admission token appeared on the ground!
"This young man, I make the decision for the Wulong Sect and promise that you can enter the Wulong Sect to practice... Well, you are allowed to enter the inner gate directly!"
The elder looked confident.
No one in the world would refuse this kind of preferential treatment.
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Rumble!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, another deafening roar resounded throughout the world.
The eleventh time.
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"The eleventh time...the eleventh time...no, I have to notify the sect immediately..."
The elder trembled all over and hurriedly crushed the rumored jade slip.
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At the same time, the information hubs of the nine major sects sounded at the same time.
Although intermediary organizations like the Lian Dian Sect are common, a few missing geniuses will appear almost every few years.
This year, this kind of surprise happened again.
Eleven times.
Within the Lian Dian Sect, such a terrifying genius unexpectedly appeared...and this person has no family or sect, and his teacher is a powerful Jindan.
In an instant, the nine major sects sent elders who were closer to the Liandian Sect... to get it back at all costs!
"Twelve times!"
Just a few minutes passed!
Another piece of incredible news came, refreshing everyone's perception.
The formation sounded twelve times, which was the record of Wang Junchen, the strongest of the Forty Thousand Demon Generation!
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Lian Dian Sect!
The elder of the Wulong Sect had a dark expression on his face.
At some point, several figures quietly stood beside him.
Blood Refining Barracks, Feng Xuan Pond, Niao Hua Sect...the elders are dusty, but they are full of confidence.
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With so many elders from the nine major sects arriving at once, the disciples of those second-rate sects were dumbfounded, even breathing cautiously.
They may never see so many big shots in their lives.
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On the altar.
Zhao Chu still kept his legs crossed and his eyes closed. Every time he breathed, a gentle cyclone was formed, swinging far away.
"Well... the progress is pretty good, I'm finally refining... half of it!"
Within Zhao Chu's dantian, spiritual liquid roared and rolled, and the waves crashed on the shore, and the waves continued.
At the same time, a fault seemed to appear above the Qi Sea, and spiritual energy began to gather on top of this fault.
"This is... the second level of Qi refining?"
The dantian of the Qi Refining monk is like an inverted nine-layer bucket... When the space on the first layer is filled with spiritual bodies, it rushes towards the second layer.
After the nine levels of Dantian are filled with spiritual energy, the natal base will begin to be cast.
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Time passes!
Unknowingly, the spiritual energy in Zhao Chu's dantian has quietly spread towards the fifth level.
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The outside world was in an uproar. Envoys from the nine major sects gathered together, everyone was dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost!
Fifteen times!
On the fifteenth time, the sky and the earth changed color, and it seemed that the whole world was rotating around the altar.
"The head of the Wanjian Sect has an order, and can be passed down personally by the head!"
An elder put down a token solemnly with a cold face.
"Hmph, Wanjian Sect already has a Wanjiangeng gold body like Liu Yueyue, do you still want to be so greedy?"
The elder of Wulong Sect puffed his beard and glared, and also put down the token handed down from the leader.
He only regretted why he didn't have a good relationship with Zhao Chu at that time.
"Fifteen times, he is stronger than Wang Junchen. If he goes to any sect, he should be the master of it!"
"That's right, let him choose by himself after the ceremony is over!"
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To be continued...