After Song Sihua bought the token, the two decided to go to the tea shop to occupy a private room for a few days. There is no limit to the number of places in this ring competition, and there are still many foundation building monks in the city who have not reported their names, and they will not enter the field until everyone receives the token, and they will have to wait for about ten days before the official start of the competition.

The two were lucky enough to find a small tea shop and occupied a pocket-sized compartment on the second floor.

Whisk Yi ordered a pot of the cheapest spirit tea, but it turned out that the price had risen sharply, usually only selling a hundred low-grade spirit stones, but now it is up to five hundred. The steward smiled and gave away a stack of spirit fruits that had almost no aura, and after leaving the formation token, he slipped away quickly, and it seems that he has been picking on trouble for this matter recently.

The two of them each produced two hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones, all of which were embarrassed that flower spirit stones were easy to earn spirit stones.

"It is said that the remuneration of the steward of Linglong Pavilion is not low, and Song Daoyou must try his best to break through and enter the finals. ”

"I'm fifty or sixty percent sure, let's see how lucky I am after playing, if I draw an opponent who is much stronger than me in the preliminary round, then I can only regret to quit. ”

Most of the victory or defeat in the ring depends on the strength of the monk, but there is also a small element of luck, if you draw several opponents with superior strength in succession, even the upper middle strength will be eliminated.

Once you are out, you will not be eligible to continue to participate, and it is impossible to buy another token to continue the level.

The good thing is that due to the large number of participants, each monk will face ten opponents in the preliminary round, and if they win six times, they can enter the middle round, which is not difficult for a monk with a little strength.

But most of the people who participated in the election competition were loose cultivators who did not have a serious inheritance, and if they won this game, they would lose in the next game, and the elimination rate would not be too low, so Song Sihua did not dare to be too sure.

Once you enter the middle competition, the number of monks will be greatly reduced, and the fighting methods in the ring will be more exciting and beautiful, and the monks who stay to watch the battle can also participate in the gambling game to bet, and it is also a comfort to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

The two of them mixed a pot of tea in the compartment for eight whole days, repeatedly refusing the steward's euphemistic suggestion to change the tea, and when leaving, Fu Yi seemed to see a relaxed look on his face "finally gone", obviously he had never met such a monk in his entire steward's career.

As soon as I walked to the street, Fuyi and Song Sihua felt that something was wrong, and every time they walked a distance, they would feel some vague sights, and they sensed it carefully, and they came to Fuyi.

"Could it be that the word of your battle outside the city spreads?"

"Quite possibly. ”

Fuyi was a little happy to see this, not because of her vanity and enjoying everyone's attention, but because everyone looked at her with a little horror in their eyes, it seemed that the rescued monks were not less exaggerated.

Song Sihua pursed his lips and snickered, and finally managed to maintain his reserved expression, and the voice teased: "Now that I have your light, people may think that I am similar to your strength, and I will bluff people before I play." ”

The two of them were watched all the way, and most of the monks still had admiration in their eyes, and they also heard someone muttering on the side of the road, these days, there are not many righteous people who dare to provoke evil spirits for strange monks.

After the exaggerated praise of the dozens of monks all the way, Fuyi's face did not change when he heard these words, and his heart did not beat, although he did not feel that it was very useful, but his thick skin would no longer reveal a slight redness.

The "righteous warriors" in the world have always been respected by living beings, and Fu Yi and Song Sihua have been unimpeded all the way, and they don't need to drill around like before, and they can't even touch the corners of other people's clothes when they walk on the crowded road.

When I came to the central square easily, several temporary teleportation formations had been built, and the ring was not inside the city, but in the miniature secret realm provided by the four major pavilions, there were exactly four venues for the early stage, middle stage, late stage and consummation, if you were interested in watching the game, you only needed to pay the transmission fee of 100 lower grade spirit stones.

Fu Yi and Song Sihua waited in front of the initial formation, and after half an hour, the waists of all the participating monks in the city lit up together, and the white token emitted a soft halo, reminding them to draw numbers according to their realm.

Each of the four teleportation arrays was guarded by a Jin Dan Perfection, and in front of the formation at the beginning of the foundation building was a middle-aged female cultivator, who spread out her right hand and conjured a ball of light composed of countless tiny characters in her palm, about the size of a human head.

"At the beginning of the foundation building, the little friends lined up to enter, and after drawing the number, they could enter the teleportation array and wait. ”

There was a hint of coercion in her voice, to calm the monks who were there, and not to let them make a mess. The monks consciously humbled themselves and quickly lined up in order. Fu Yi and Song Sihua were let to the front, lined up behind the five well-dressed monks, and soon it was their turn to draw numbers.

Fu Yi came to the light group and stood still, under the guidance of the Jindan nun to the light group into the divine sense, following his own mind to pick out, he saw a tiny light rune jump in front of him and gradually become larger, and the number that was transformed was "six hundred and sixty-six".

"Xiaoyou's number is auspicious, let's enter the battle. "Sister Jindan is quite kind, very patient with each of the minor friars, and every one of them will say a few words of encouragement to make people feel at ease.

Fu Yi noticed the Linghe cloud pattern decoration on the placket of her clothes, and knew that she was a person from Xianyun Pavilion. "Thank you, seniors. She bowed, and only when the number in front of her was submerged into the token did she turn sideways towards the rear formation.

The five people standing in the formation each occupied a corner, three of them nodded to greet Fu Yi, and another man and a goddess were indifferent, looking unwilling to associate with anyone.

There are not a few such monks, of course they will not be bored with them, so they quietly found a corner to stand still, and watched Song Sihua draw numbers through the formation.

Seeing that she had drawn the number two hundred and thirty-seven, she walked towards this side after saluting to the Jindan Woman, and her eyes instinctively turned to the outside of the square, and suddenly she felt a sharp gaze sweeping towards her.

There was a crowd outside, and it was hard to tell where that gaze was coming from, but she was keenly aware of the hostility, even the killing intent. Fu Yi knew that most of the people in the Valley of Evil Spirits had heard about the battle outside the city, and she had never provoked anyone, and no one would want to kill her for no reason.

"I seemed to feel like someone was staring at me before I drew the number. Song Sihua also had the same sense, and as soon as he entered the teleportation array, he told the Fuyi Chuanyin about it. "I quietly observed, it should be the nun in purple. ”

Glancing at her clothes without a trace, there was indeed a girl in a purple gauze skirt in the crowd, her appearance was ordinary, her face was as white as a dead person, and her lips were abnormally blue, as if she was distracted during practice.

This appearance is undoubtedly a proper evil cultivator. Fu Yi remembered the girl's face, and quickly shifted her gaze to other places, both in the early stage of foundation building, and it was a battle in the ring, even if she met her head-on, she didn't panic at all.

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