Mortals cultivating immortality and the fate of immortal jade

With a flash of inspiration, the restriction disappeared.

Luo Tong removed the restraint and announced loudly: "In this match, Lin Mu wins."

Lin Mu smiled at Gong Xiang and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your permission. It's really a fluke that I won."

Gong Xiang's heart was still pounding, and cold sweat had soaked his back. He looked at Lin Mu with a look that was a little frightened, but also a little grateful.

"Junior brother is extremely powerful and deserves to win this competition." Gong Xiang forced a smile.

After Luo Tong announced the results, he smiled at the two of them. His eyes stayed on Lin Mu for a moment, nodded, and left.

Lin Mu and Gong Xiang hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted to see Luo Tong off.

After Luo Tong walked away, Gong Xiang turned around and smiled at Lin Mu: "The next competition will be in five days. I wish my junior brother that he can advance smoothly next time."

Lin Mu smiled slightly: "I will try my best to live up to my senior brother's expectations."

The two chatted for a while, then said goodbye to each other and left.

Lin Mu left Qianyu Peak and returned to the Xifeng courtyard.

After entering the quiet room, Lin Mu directly entered the rotating moon space.

The spiritual herbs in the rotating moon space have long been mature, and the permeating medicinal fragrance filled Lin Mu with joy.

This is another good harvest.

It took Lin Mu a whole day to collect these spiritual herbs.

The six acres of spiritual grass were all the eight kinds of spiritual grass used to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill. Lin Mu prepared a total of more than 1,200 ingredients this time. Adding up to the 500 ingredients last time, the total was more than 1,700. share.

If it were refined into a spirit-gathering pill, with Lin Mu's success rate, he could make more than 1,300 bottles.

Lin Mu's eyes were full of joy. He used the earth spirit hoe to plow the spiritual field again and planted 1,200 more.

After doing all this, Lin Mufang relaxed.

Now, he began to think about Zhang Ruoxu's problem.

To be more precise, he was considering how to kill Zhang Ruoxu.

Zhang Ruoxu had evil intentions and wanted to kill Lin Mu. If Lin Mu hadn't been clever, he would have died by Zhang Ruoxu's hands.

This feud has been forged and cannot be changed. The two of them are fighting to the death.

However, Lin Mu has just reached the eighth level of Qi refining and is not strong enough. He can only protect himself against Zhang Ruoxu. There is little hope of killing him.

But there is no chance.

The day after the fierce battle with Lin Mu, Zhang Ruoxu and a group of newly established disciples were taken to the misty forest by the true disciples to hunt monsters under the instructions of the master.

Hunting monsters is a very long process. If you don't have half a year, you can't even think about coming back.

This is Lin Mu's opportunity. This period of time is enough for him to improve his strength.

Lin Mu now has enough Spirit Gathering Pills, and it is only a matter of time before he can reach the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining.

As long as you rank among the top five in the competition and get the Foundation Building Pill, you have a great chance of successfully building the Foundation.

After five games, Lin Mu is now ranked in the top 64, getting closer and closer to his goal.

The next competition will be more intense.

Those who are slightly weaker will be eliminated. The remaining people are all strong and not easy to deal with.

Lin Mu did not dare to slack off, and spent the remaining three days practicing "Geng Jin Jue" hard in the courtyard every day.

The fourth level of "Gengjin Jue" is extremely sharp and its lethality is far greater than ordinary spells.

Lin Mu can already perform two consecutive shots of "Geng Jin Jue" and is trying to practice three consecutive shots of "Geng Jin Jue". Daily hard practice made him more and more familiar with "Geng Jin Jue", and he was not far from success.

Soon, the day of competition came again.

Lin Mu stopped practicing, washed up, changed into a clean blue robe, and walked towards Qian Feather Peak.

Qianyu Peak is more lively than ever.

Lin Mu used the "Wind Control Technique" and came to Qian Yu Peak.

As soon as he landed, a tidal wave of sound hit Lin Mu's ears, almost drowning him.

Lin Mu smiled slightly and stood in the corner, waiting for the start of the competition with peace of mind.

Not long after, the inner disciples began to draw lots in front of the main hall, and the competition officially began.

The competition has progressed so far, with only sixty-four people and fifty venues left, and the competition can be completed in one round.

Lin Mu tilted his ears and listened carefully.

"No. 381 Liao Ze." The male disciple said loudly.

The female disciple's voice was clear and sweet: "Lin Mu, No. 666."

There was Lin Mu in the first competition.

Lin Mu smiled slightly, stood up and walked towards Field No. 1.

When Lin Mu entered the venue, Liao Ze was already standing opposite. Seeing Lin Mu come in, Liao Ze hurriedly nodded and smiled at him, and Lin Mu returned the favor with a smile.

True disciple Liang Qi nodded gently to the two of them, signaling the start of the competition. Then a restraint was placed, covering the two of them.

Lin Mu looked carefully, and he had already seen that Liao Ze's cultivation was the same as his own, at the eighth level of Qi refining.

Those who are cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining have reached this point either because they are extremely lucky and the opponents they encounter are not strong; or because they are so powerful that they rarely meet opponents.

Liao Ze is exactly the latter.

It has been six years since he entered Qianyu Sword Sect. Although Liao Ze's cultivation has just reached the eighth level of Qi refining, his strength is definitely not bad.

His sharp metal spells are eye-catching. Most of those who faced him were defeated by his metal spells.

Lin Mu and others had fought against the enemy many times and had experience, so he did not talk nonsense. He came up with a "Geng Jin Jue" and a small golden sword flew out and shot straight towards Liao Ze.

When it comes to confronting enemies, Liao Ze never falls behind.

With both hands making a secret gesture, a sharp little sword with glittering golden light came straight towards Lin Mu, facing each other tit for tat with the golden sword.

"King Kong Zhuo"!

A low-level metal spell with extraordinary power.

"Ding"!

Point to point!

The sharp little sword and the golden sword suddenly met, and with a flash of golden light, the two shattered into pieces, and gold stars shot out.

It's hard to tell them apart, evenly matched.

Liao Ze snorted coldly, and without stopping, another sharp knife came at him.

Lin Mu's eyes flashed with light, his hands were like weaving, and three fireballs erupted in a row, shooting towards the sharp little zhuo.

"Red Fire Technique" three consecutive shots!

The power of the sharp little sword was indeed extraordinary. It pierced the first fireball at once, but then two fireballs flew in one after another.

boom!

All three fireballs exploded and sparks flew out.

Liao Ze felt happy for a moment, finally gaining the upper hand.

But as soon as the smile appeared, it solidified on his face.

The sharp tip turned into a pool of gold water, falling from the sky, dissipating sharply, and losing its power.

Fire overcomes gold!

Liang Qi, who was on the sidelines, had a look of approval on his face. Lin Mu's techniques were flexible and varied, and he did not stick to fixed moves.

The best strategy is to adapt immediately.

The originally mediocre "Red Fire Technique" turned out to be the nemesis of metal magic.

Liao Ze's face turned ugly for a while.

In this way, no matter how powerful his attack power is, it will be in vain if he cannot hit his opponent.

The two of them are bound to fall into a duel of spiritual power. Whoever loses his spiritual power first will be at a disadvantage.

This will be a time-consuming and labor-intensive competition. Liao Ze sighed in his heart.

At this moment, changes occurred on the field.

Lin Mu stopped defending and began to take the initiative.

His hands danced with an inexplicable rhythm, and two small golden swords shot towards Liao Ze quickly.

"Geng Jin Jue" two consecutive shots!

Liao Ze's heart was frightened, but he showed no fear. He waved the spells in his hand, and also fired two consecutive shots of "King Kong Zhuo".

The first small golden sword and the first small sharp sword collided suddenly, and the gold pieces flew into pieces and turned into debris.

Liao Ze felt relieved. As expected, this competition was bound to fall into a war of attrition.

But he was soon surprised to find that things were not as he expected.

Just when his sharp sword was about to hit the golden sword, the golden sword suddenly deflected in the air. Under Liao Ze's gaze, it turned a beautiful arc and shot straight towards Liao Ze.

The golden sword was extremely fast, and it was not blocked the first time. Liao Ze no longer had any buffer time to dodge.

Lin Mu, however, was well prepared. Before the sharp knife reached his body, he used the "Wind Control Technique" and floated to the side, easily dodging the sharp knife's attack.

Liao Ze was not so lucky. The sudden turn of the golden sword was completely unexpected.

He couldn't react at all. He leaned to the right, avoiding the vital point, and wanted to let the golden sword hit his left arm.

However, something unexpected happened to him again.

The golden sword deflected again and shot straight towards his left chest.

Liao Ze had no time to react and hurriedly bent back to avoid it. His body was completely twisted, like a zigzag.

When Liao Ze thought he was safe, he was surprised to find that the golden sword did not fly backwards, but shot straight down from mid-air, targeting his throat!

Liao Ze's body could no longer twist and fell to the ground, staggering to the ground.

The golden sword stayed at his throat, only an inch away. Cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he shouted loudly: "I surrender."

Lin Mu smiled slightly. Since the sea of ​​​​consciousness recovered, he found that his spiritual consciousness had increased a lot, and he could control the spells more easily, sending and receiving them at will.

The dangerous situation just now was completely under his control.

As soon as the spell was released, the golden sword dispersed in the air.

Liao Ze got up from the ground with an uncertain expression and looked at Lin Mu with a somewhat complicated look.

Lin Mu can actually control the direction of the golden sword at will. In his opinion, it is very incredible. This is a characteristic of mid-level magic. Although the golden sword just now was extremely powerful, it was still much inferior to the mid-level spells.

How did he do it? Liao Ze has always had this question in his mind.

But when it comes to other people's secrets, it's not easy for him to ask too many questions.

Liang Qi removed the restriction and announced: "In this competition, Lin Mu wins."

Lin Mu nodded and smiled at Liang Qi and Liao Ze. After saluting, he said no more and left in a hurry.

Time is like water, passing by in a hurry.

Five days passed in a flash, and the next competition arrived as scheduled.

Lin Mu was extremely lucky this time. The opponent he encountered did not match his strength and ranking and was vulnerable to a blow.

This person is only at the seventh level of Qi refining, but he has broken into the thirty-second level.

Lin Mu initially thought he had some secret killer move, so he was inevitably a little cautious in his moves.

But after some testing, I found that the technique this person was best at was "Water Arrow", and he could only do two consecutive shots.

Lin Mufang understood that this man had always been lucky. The opponents he encountered were not strong, and he had to pass them all through danger.

But when he met Lin Mu, his luck ended there.

After Lin Mu discovered his true strength, he stopped being polite and fired the "Red Fire Art" three times twice, knocking him to the ground.

After winning this game, Lin Mu has entered the top sixteen.

As long as he wins one more game, he can enter the final battle.

The top eleven in the Shengbu Division will be selected from these sixteen disciples.

These sixteen disciples, according to the competition rules, first selected the eight winners and entered the final top eleven.

The remaining three places will be competed by the eight failed disciples.

The competition has been going on so far, among the top sixteen, eight are cultivators at the tenth level of Qi refining, seven are at the ninth level, and Lin Mu is the only one who is a cultivator at the eighth level.

Everyone is very powerful, so Lin Mu naturally doesn't want to fail. It would be too risky to compete with those eight losers for three places.

In the next competition, Lin Mu is bound to win.