Dream Picking Records

A few days later, everyone arrived in front of a huge city gate.

"Ning'an City."

Yang Qian introduced: "This competition is a grand event among the schools in our eastern region. It is hosted by King Ning'an, one of the four great kings of this land. Fighting is prohibited in the city, and everyone must walk in at the city gate."

After that, four magical scaly beasts pulled an extremely luxurious chariot and whizzed past, flying into the city from the sky. Faint sounds of men and women playing and fighting could be heard.

"Elder..." A senior sister poked Yang Qian, who was in a daze and didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, let's go in and stay at the designated place first."

"Stop, show your ID." Two tall and mighty soldiers in iron armor, holding murderous and cold golden swords, blocked their way.

Yang Qian took out his certificate and was about to pass when a sarcastic voice came from behind.

"Hey! Isn't this the Yunshan Academy that was once known all over the world? Is it planning to be among the top few this year?"

The person who spoke was an old man in gorgeous robes, with a small mustache and cunning eyes, without a trace of the steadiness of a sect elder. Behind him followed a group of teachers and students from Kaoshanmen. Since the sect that Kaoshanmen was affiliated with had been hostile to Yunshan Academy since ancient times, they would take the opportunity to speak coldly and mockingly.

Yang Qian held back the hot-tempered Heng Jun and his students to prevent them from losing their temper.

"Go outside the city to live or die, and don't pollute the city gate." A soldier pointed his spear at the old man in a cold tone. He immediately lost his temper and said yes in a friendly manner. After showing his proof, he made another harsh remark.

"You better pray you don't run into us in the game."

"Hey, Elder, according to the past, they would be eliminated in the first round, and it would be difficult for them to meet us!"

"Look, I'm getting old and confused, haha!"

As he spoke, the old man walked past Yang Qian with an air of superiority.

Wang Xiao sensed that one of the other party was at the fourth level of concentration, and the rest were mostly at the second or third level. They were indeed much higher than his six senior brothers and sisters.

"Xiao Hei, remember them, and give them a good slap in the face when the time comes."

Bai Zhu looked at them and nodded in agreement, vowing to help Hengheng vent his anger if he had the chance.

In Ning'an City, the streets were busy with cars and people coming and going, mixed with the cries of monks and ordinary people. Many monks also coveted the desire for food, like Wang Xiao, who stared at all kinds of snacks and would buy a few of anything he had never eaten before.

Some also set up stalls to sell weapons, skills, talismans and elixirs. Although most of them are low-level and fake, there are still many cases of cultivators finding priceless treasures on the stalls throughout history.

For example, someone bought a medicinal herb at a low price, but it turned out to be the Mingling grass that was famous throughout the ages. His talent was baptized, and from then on his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds and he became a well-known powerful man.

An inconspicuous piece of scrap copper and iron may be a rare and precious forging material.

The currency used in transactions between cultivators is spirit stones, which can be used to directly absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, which is much faster than absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world.

The group arrived at the designated accommodation area of ​​Yunshan Academy in the city. Although it was ordinary, it was acceptable. There were also gatehouses of disciples of the academy with similar rankings near them.

Many people are discussing this year's ranking results.

"What else can we expect? The top few have not changed in who knows how many years. We are here just to experience the cultural atmosphere of Ning'an City and treat it as a trip."

"The strong will always be strong, we can only envy them!"

"I heard that the leader of the younger generation of Jinghong Academy is from the Cai family, the largest Cai family in Ning'an City."

"I also heard that there are a few stronger people in Jinghong Academy, but unfortunately they are over the age limit. But everyone tacitly agrees that they will not challenge them, not to mention that he is very strong himself."

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When the elders heard about Jinghong Academy, their expressions changed obviously. But they quickly concealed it and told the disciples to have a good rest tonight as the official competition would begin tomorrow. They hoped that they would adjust their mentality and perform at their normal level. The important thing was to improve through learning and observation.

The elders went to the place where the information of the contestants was managed to enter their identity information. Wang Xiao followed them with curiosity. They arrived late, and other forces had basically completed the entry.

"Yunshan Academy..."

The recorder obviously knew something about them and was quite nice to them.

"Yang Lei, third level of concentration. Mu Yuan, third level of concentration... Mo Kun, ninth level of concentration?"

The recorder looked at Yang Qian and Hengjun in surprise. He asked weakly, "You didn't lie, did you?"

When Hengjun heard this, he was about to fuss and glare, but Yang Qian stopped him again and said in a gentle voice: "In a competition between academies and sects, we naturally dare not lie or cheat."

"Bai Zhu, ninth level of Concentration of Spirit? Ye Xiao, ninth level of Concentration of Spirit? Wang Xiao, sixth level of Concentration of Spirit. Oh, this is normal. I thought he had broken through to Return to Origin when he was ranked last."

Even so, the recorder still widened his eyes. Yunshan Academy has been ranked at the bottom for so many years. Is it going to take off this year?

"Brother Dao, what is the highest level of competition this year?" Wang Xiao asked.

Seeing that he was from Yunshan Academy, the recorder sighed and said, "Cai Deming from Jinghong Academy, Guiyuan Level 2."

When the two elders heard this, their bodies tensed up and their faces showed mixed emotions.

"Jinghong Academy, Cai Deming... Could he have some relationship with Cai Deshen?"

Wang Xiao recited it silently in his heart and took note of it.

After returning to the room, Wang Xiao absorbed all the medicinal effects of the elixir in the waste cauldron. After a long period of suppression, he could reach the sixth level of concentration at any time. Looking at the golden light shining on the sitting Yuanshen, solemn and majestic, he was quite satisfied. He also reviewed all the scriptures of the exercises he had mastered, and then devoted himself to the space technique he had just mastered.

The sun rose and the night passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Xiao stretched lazily and came to the gathering place. Led by relevant personnel, a group of people stepped into a special space.

Some schools and sects arrived early and were arranged to take their places. More than 500 sects, big and small, gathered and sat around the competition venue quietly waiting. The huge venue was made entirely of round and smooth jade stones, and a magic circle was set up to prevent damage.

The center of the stands is magnificent and majestic, and the seats are all made of rare and precious materials, highlighting the identity of the organizer and showing the luxury.

Lined up on both sides are the seats for the academies, sects, and powerful forces in the city, also made of precious materials, and the elders and core disciples of the major sects are sitting on them.

The man sitting in the center wore a purple gold crown and a dragon robe, looking majestic without even getting angry, showing the aura of a king. Someone whispered in his ear, informing the contestants that they were all present. The man slowly stood up, and his solemn voice resounded throughout the space.

"I am the King of Ning'an, in charge of the affairs of the eastern region of Daxia. All the sects here are blessed places for cultivating monks in the territory of my Daxia Dynasty. I am not as narrow-minded as some kings who only select the top-ranked sects and academies to participate in the ranking competition. I hope that you can improve through competition here, appreciate the charm of the strong, catch up, become the pillars of the country, and provide more young and outstanding blood for Daxia. Daxia is your home country, and you are the future of Daxia!"

These words were thought-provoking, inspiring countless young students to become enthusiastic and want to contribute to the country and achieve something.

In the competition held in the East Region, the eliminated academies and sects can still stay in the venue to observe, so it is much more lively than the other three regions.

As King Ning'an finished speaking, the competition officially began.