Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

The two set off in a hurry and returned to the sect within a few days.

During this trip, there were too many things encountered, plus the matter of the man in black, the two of Su Baiyi came straight to Tianqing Peak as soon as they came back.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

It happened that Yuan Qing was also in the hall, and he was frowning as if he had something on his mind.

Seeing the two of them, Yuan Qing collected his emotions and gently stretched out his hand to signal the two to sit down.

"Looking at the two of you, Mr. Gusu is cured of his poison?"

"Returning to the suzerain, grandpa's fire poison has been cured, and he has been blessed by misfortune, and his strength has improved."

"Oh, all right."

Yuan Qing nodded his head in a trance, out of his mind, causing Su Baiyi to be puzzled for a while.

"Sovereign Lord, through this experience, we not only cured the old man from the fire poison, but also encountered a lot of bad things."

Yuan Qing didn't speak, but just raised his head to signal him to continue.

"First of all, there is a red mist in the Crimson Crack Canyon. The red mist is really strange, and it can disturb the minds of monsters. At that time, even my Chi Yun suffered from it."

"What's more, in Gusu Mansion, Mr. Gusu's second son, her second uncle, joined forces with the children of a local aristocratic family to plot to kill Mr. Gusu. The wrong prescription was also written by them."

"But they are all instigated by others, and there is a mysterious organization. According to them, this organization wants to control all the powerful forces in Tianlan Nation, and the disciples have fought against them, and their strength is very impressive."

Yuan Qing's brows were almost twisted into a pimple, and after a long time, he asked:
"About what strength?"

"If you only deal with one Gusu family, you will be able to deal with three strong fortune-tellers!"

"hiss--"

The three of them were silent, and the hall was as silent as death.

After a while, Su Baiyi tentatively spoke again:
"However, from the disciple's point of view, those who are strong in the Good Fortune Realm seem to be relatively average in strength, and may have just entered the Good Fortune Realm."

"But no matter how weak it is, it's also the Creation Realm!"

Everything that should be reported was reported, Su Baiyi and the two also left with excuses, Gusu Wanrou went to report to the Supreme Elder, and Su Baiyi came to his new courtyard alone.

Before leaving, Yuan Qing mentioned the Zongmen Grand Competition in three days time, implying that the two should prepare well, but Su Baiyi didn't care about it at all.

With his current strength, it's not like bragging, not to mention these disciples, even the elders, he has the power to fight!
On the surface, Su Baiyi is currently only an inner sect disciple. After all, no elder has openly accepted him as a true biography, but they dare not accept him.

If you really want to say it, Su Baiyi should be regarded as the true biography of Yuan Dingshan, the ancestor of the Yuan family, but how dare you make this kind of thing public, you can only arrange the welfare in place secretly.

After familiarizing himself with the environment, Su Baiyi sat cross-legged on the bed.

"System, exchange for epiphany opportunities."

"Ding! Yellow-level exercises require 25 points, mysterious-level exercises require [-] points, earth-level exercises require [-] points, heaven-level exercises require [-] points, and emperor-level exercises require [-] points."

"It's so pitiful, I thought [-] points were outrageous. It turns out that I can't even comprehend two earth-level exercises!"

"Ding! All your exercises feel strong pessimism, your mood becomes low, and your practice stops."

"..."

Okay, I'm busy in vain, what's the epiphany?The exercises are all self-closing!

I fell asleep under the quilt sullenly, and didn't have a good dream all night.

For several days in a row, no matter how sweetly Su Baiyi spoke, the system refused to listen like a stubborn donkey, forcing Su Baiyi to almost apologize with death.

"Oh, forget it, let's go to the Zongmen Grand Competition, I can only blame myself for being cheap, why provoke him!"

The sect competition of Qingyang Sect is a grand event once a year for the entire sect, practice does not care about worldly affairs, this competition is like a festival.

Su Baiyi's name had already been registered by several elders, and most people had to register ten days in advance, and only after a simple screening did they begin to arrange the number of matches.

Su Baiyi was very lucky, there was a competition on the first day, and it was still in the morning.

In his words, that is:
"This kind of meaningless game will end sooner. If you catch up with the first game, you may be able to catch up on returning to the cage after the first game, and continue the good dream!"

There are many contestants, but only eight qualified for the preliminary competition, and the schedule is also very full. If you are unlucky, there will be two games a day.

Due to the adoption of the points system, there must be more than ten pure wins to have a chance to qualify. The dense schedule is a severe test for all participants.

When they came to their own field, disciples in twos and threes went in together. They were all not ranked or not qualified enough to come to watch the battle.

What made Su Baiyi very interested was that there was still a group of people blocking the door, making a noise around it.

"I bet on Su Baiyi to win! I bet him a hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"Ok?"

Su Baiyi frowned, and squeezed into the crowd.

"I, I, I, I bet on Lin Qiang to win, and I bet 20!"

"I also bet on Lin Qiang to win, I bet [-]!"

"..."

It turned out that it was opened, but the sect seemed to encourage this kind of illegal behavior on the blue star, saying something to add a little entertainment to the boring road of cultivation.

Looking at the handicap, Su Baiyi's face turned dark.

He actually set himself up against that man named Lin Qiang one to three, and there are not many people pressing him down!
But after thinking about it, an idea of ​​getting rich came to my heart.

"Look, take a look, the good-for-nothing Su Baiyi is playing against the mighty enemy Lin Qiang. Su Baiyi pays five for every win, and two for every loss!"

It's interesting to open the market by yourself, and with that little odds, I'm too afraid to open it.

Soon, his stall with high odds attracted more people.

"I bet 30, bet on Lin Qiang!"

"I am 20 million!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qiang's pressure exceeded 300 million spirit stones, and Su Baiyi's eyes widened. With this speed, playing a game would make him a rich man!

The person who opened the market just now saw that all the gamblers he worked so hard to attract went to Su Baiyi's side, and his eyes were red on the spot.

"You dare to offer such good odds, I'm sorry! I will pay you to death later!"

Cursing and scolding, I still honestly suppressed 80 Lin Qiang from Su Baiyi's side. As the saying goes, if you have money but don't make money, no one has trouble with money.

After a long time, there were not many people pressing the plate. With an uncontrollable smile on his face, Su Baiyi put away all the spirit stones,

There are so many spirit stones, and [-]% of them are Lin Qiang's. After all, Lin Qiang's strength at the third level of the supernatural powers has already made him famous among the inner disciples.

On the other hand, Su Baiyi didn't know that he was fine, but those who knew him thought he was that trash who couldn't even cross the threshold of an outer disciple, so he was more willing to bet on Lin Qiang.

Looking back, he realized that the people around him had almost left. Su Baiyi, who was smiling a second ago, changed his expression in an instant.

"Okay, I still have a game!"