The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected

The two monks on the ring were both at the seventh level of Qi Refining. After the two of them clasped their fists and saluted each other, they didn't talk too much nonsense.

One of the round-faced monks was the first to attack, and the spell was released, which was comparable to blockbuster movies.

What Zhou Tong watched was with relish, and he could more or less learn some experience from watching others fight.

Just as he was watching it engrossed, a group of women cheered suddenly from afar.

"Damn! What the hell are these old women screaming? You scared me."

Following the prestige, I saw a man in fluttering white clothes standing on a nearby arena.

With such a stylish appearance, Zhou Tong felt that this person's temperament had already threatened him, and he was only three points inferior to his Zhou.

"Senior Brother Tiancheng!"

"Brother is so handsome!"

"Ah, Senior Brother Tian Cheng has seen me."

. . . . . .

The chirping voices of those female cultivators made many men's eyes full of jealousy.

"Brother Tiancheng?"

Zhou Tong seemed to have probably heard the name somewhere, and before he could think about it, a humanoid answering machine helped him solve his doubts.

"Is this the only Tianlinggen Yun Tiancheng in this generation of Qi refining period? At such a young age, he has already reached the tenth level of Qi refining. It's really more popular than others."

"That's right, those of us practice hard every day, and the growth of our cultivation base is slow. Look at others, this is the winner in life."

Listening to the discussion of these people, Zhou Tong also remembered that there was indeed a cultivator with Tianlinggen among his group of disciples, who seemed to be a descendant of an elder Jiedan in the sect.

"This is a proper second generation of immortals. It really is a technical job to reincarnate."

Zhou Tong was feeling emotional, the arena here has already decided the winner.

The round-faced disciple cupped his hands and said, "This junior brother has accepted."

The defeated disciple suffered some minor injuries, cupped his hands and said: "Senior brother has profound mana, I am defeated."

After speaking, he jumped off the ring, found a secluded place, took a elixir, and meditated to recover.

Each person only has three chances to challenge. If mana is consumed too much, there will be basically no chance at all.

There are only three days in the first round of audition, which is quite a challenge for most of the disciples. It is very difficult to beat five people in a row and stand out among thousands of disciples.

There are no gorgeous spells in the fighting skills in the Qi refining period, what is compared is the proficiency of spells, mana and the strength of one's own magic weapon.

After all, if you can get a good magic weapon during the Qi refining period, no matter how you get it, it is part of your strength.

This is just a sect fighting method. If it really comes to the battle of life and death, will you still tell the other party that it is unfair?

Zhou Tong looked at every arena, walked around for a long time, and remembered some people with quite good strength. Although the strength of these people can be easily controlled by himself, it is obviously not suitable for him to make himself too conspicuous. His original intention.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

Below the ring not far away, Yang Mancang was staring at Dou Fa on the ring with a solemn expression.

"Brother Mancang!"

Hearing Zhou Tong's voice, Yang Mancang turned his head quickly.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

Seeing that it was Zhou Tong, Yang Mancang rushed up to meet him.

And behind him was a female cultivator with a delicate face.

Zhou Tong looked at the two of them, as if realizing something.

"Junior Brother Mancang, this is ???"

Hearing this, Yang Mancang blushed and scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Brother, this is Senior Sister Lin Concubine."

"You can do it, kid!"

Zhou Tong hammered Yang Mancang's shoulder. With Lin Concubine around, he couldn't hold back his words.

"In Tongzhou next week, I met Junior Sister Lin."

"I met senior brother Zhou, I heard senior brother mention you."

Lin Yu said lightly, she seemed a little restrained.

This made some wonder how the two of them were in such a mess. . .Those who got acquainted with each other felt gossipy in their hearts, and after the end of the day, they decided to ask this kid a good question.

"Senior Brother Zhou, have you entered the ring yet?"

Yang Mancang asked.

"Not yet, let's see the situation first, Junior Brother Mancang can participate."

Yang Mancang nodded: "I was lucky to win once."

"Amazing, keep working hard, senior brother is optimistic about you."

Yang Mancang sighed: "Looking at the fighting skills of those Tianjiao in the Zongmen, I feel like they are from two worlds, and they are also in the Qi refining period. I didn't expect there to be such a big gap."

Zhou Tong said indifferently: "What do you compare with those people? They are so good, can they still affect your competition for the top [-] places?"

These words made Yang Mancang and Lin Yu a little stunned.

Lin Yu chuckled: "Yes, Senior Brother Yang, Senior Brother Zhou is right, we are just ordinary monks, we should do our best."

Yang Mancang's frowned brows eased a little, and the tremendous pressure brought by those arrogances was gone in his heart.

People are not at the same level, thinking too much will only increase troubles.

Looking at the two of them, Zhou Tong was very sensible not to be a light bulb here, encouraged each other, and started to wander around other rings again.

"This Senior Brother Zhou is really an interesting person."

Lin Yu smiled slightly.

Yang Mancang nodded: "Senior brother is always so free and easy, it seems that he will never see troubles in him, and he is so optimistic after staying in the elixir garden for several years, I am not as good as that."

"Senior Brother Yang, this is for you."

Lin Yu took out a pendant and handed it to Yang Mancang.

"Sister, is this?"

"When I was young, my mother begged for it for me. She said it could bless you. I gave this to you. I hope it will bring you good luck."

Lin Yu said, her face turned slightly red.

Yang Mancang is a bit honest and honest, but he is not a lump of elm, and he immediately understood Lin Yu's intentions.

He took the pendant and put it in his arms solemnly.

"Junior Sister Lin, I, Yang Mancang, will definitely live up to you in this life."

In the distance, Zhou Tong looked at the two of them looking like you and me, and let out a long sigh.

"Brothers go to the siblings of centipedes, women are like clothes for winter, people on earth will not deceive me."

Invisibly being sprinkled with a wave of dog food, Zhou Tong, a bachelor who has been single for decades, suffered a little bit of damage to his weak heart.

My good friend can have a good Taoist companion, and I am very pleased in my heart.

At the end of the day, Zhou Tong, who had been wandering all day, jumped onto the ring.

Like him, the opponent is also a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The opponent's idea is to make a quick decision, and it is a set of spell combos.

"The spell training is good, but the speed is too slow and the magic power is too weak. This is a test of my acting skills. Just throw a few spells to end the battle? No, no, what should I do if I accidentally hurt someone? After all, we are brothers from the same family. What do you mean by not throwing away a few talismans?"

During the interval between the magic attacks, several countermeasures flashed through Zhou Tong's mind, but none of them were satisfactory.

Soon he had a flash of inspiration, and he ran around the ring, showing his 18 yuan abs, his brother is so talented and strong as a cow.

Since he couldn't make a direct attack, he would just keep dodging at worst. The mana in the Qi refining period is limited, and it can always exhaust the opponent's mana.