I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

"This is the strongest group of royal beasts except for the descendants of the four great beasts, and they have the dual attributes of wind and fire." Han Wenye looked at the wind and fire lion and said sourly.

"Regret?" Ying Rong said with a smile.

"Forget it, I can give it to you." Han Wenye reached out to touch it, but was almost bitten by the wind and fire lion.

"Oh, no, he is also your master." Ying Rong teased the wind and fire lion and said with a smile.

"Don't talk about it, let's keep it in the animal-controlling bag first, it's still young." Han Wenye gave Ying Rong the animal-controlling bag he had prepared.

Ying Rong took it over and put the Fenghuo lion in. Han Wenye bought the royal animal bag at a high price from the first shop. It contained all kinds of things that the royal beast needs within a month, so you don't have to worry about putting it in.

"After a month, you can eat by yourself, just add some spiritual energy." Han Wenye said to Ying Rong while walking outside.

Just as he was walking, he heard bursts of crying coming from the front. It was only when the two got closer that they realized that it was people from the Zhengxuan sect who were crying.

"And the ancestor died last night." Dan Zhihan ran over and whispered to the two of them.

"Dead?" Ying Rong was also a little surprised.

"Well, after checking, it's not that the Nascent Soul flew out of the body, and passed the secret method to his grandson before he died." Dan Zhihan said, pointing to Qixue who was standing in front of the Zhengxuan Sect, and said: " That kid is full of evil spirits, his cultivation has already broken the golden core stage, and he has reached the middle golden core stage."

"Isn't it because of Duoshe?" Han Wenye asked in surprise and worry.

"The people from Xianmeng have also checked, and it is indeed Qixue himself." Dan Zhihan looked around and said in a low voice: "But the people from Xianmeng also found that Qixue had been infused with spiritual energy by his grandfather to modify his veins since early on." , it was probably used to seize the house, but I don’t know why it failed in the end, but it helped this kid.”

"Cultivator Yuanying can't compete with a foundation-builder?" Ying Rong asked rhetorically.

"This kid is ruthless, and he told the people of Xianmeng that he had already noticed that his grandfather was not right with him, so he kept the soul-killing needle with him all these years, just to guard against his grandfather." Dan Zhihan exclaimed Said: "This pair of grandparents and grandchildren are fighting hard enough."

"Let him go." Ying Rong nodded, and then asked about the competition in Sendai.

"The list has come out, you compete with the two swordsmen, I will compete with Danxiu, oh yes." Dan Zhihan looked at Han Wenye and said: "You are also in, compare the two swordsmen, look at the rankings, if you If you can beat a Jindan cultivator on the sword, you can compete with Ying Rong."

"Then I'm pretty unlucky." Han Wenye said with a curled lip.

"You just have to do your best, and you won't be able to get the Immortal Ascension Order just by winning." Ying Rong stood aside and said.

"Your tone means that you are sure to win?" Han Wenye raised his spirits a bit.

Ying Rong just smiled, and before she said anything, the competition was about to begin.

The first competition was alchemy, a total of three days, almost fifty monks participated in the first day, Han Wenye and Dan Zhihan entered together.

"Why is the demon cultivator still refining alchemy this year?" The human monk saw a demon wearing a black robe standing on the alchemy field. His alchemy furnace was enough to serve as a servant after being taken out. It turned out to be made of hundreds of bones. It's done, the pill fire is also black, it's scary to look at.

The first competition was the fifth-grade elixir, Han Wenye started the elixir furnace, and Zizhao yelled again, causing people around to discuss Han Wenye.

"Huh!" Someone not far away snorted coldly, and Han Wenye remembered that Qi Xue was also an alchemist in his profession, and his alchemy furnace was a small red gold alchemy furnace, and the alchemy fire didn't know what kind of fire it was, so it started to burn. There was a sizzling sound, but the power was a bit frighteningly powerful.

"Start." The people of Xianmeng said, and fifty alchemy monks at the golden alchemy stage started alchemy together. The techniques were all similar, and the temperature of the alchemy fire was well controlled.

In less than an hour, Dan Zhihan raised his hand, and a perfect top-grade fifth-grade pill was released, followed by the demons, and then Qixue.

Han Wenye didn't dare to go too fast, and practiced in the middle position.

The people of Xianmeng invited the big monk to come and taste it. The big monk ordered Dan Zhihan and the alchemist from the Mozu as the first, and Xue and Han Wenye were in the top ten.

"It seems that this year's alchemy is quite intense, the two young monks are so powerful." People around began to discuss.

When Ying Rong heard others praise Han Wenye, the corner of Ying Rong's mouth couldn't hold back the smile.

"Please go to the Immortal Cauldron." After the people of the Immortal Alliance finished speaking, they asked all the alchemists to put their own pills into the Immortal Cauldron, and whoever made the alchemy was spit out would not be able to enter the next round.

This time about [-] monks passed the level, among them was Han Wenye.

"Good job." Ying Rong saw Han Wenye walking towards him, and greeted him with a smile.

"A little nervous." Han Wenye said and stood beside Ying Rong.

"Okay, why don't you just refine a pill, as for being so tired and crooked." Dan Zhihan walked over and stood between the two of them unceremoniously.

Ying Rong gave Han Wenye a look across Dan Zhihan, Han Wenye smiled, stretched out his hand behind Dan Zhihan's back, and touched Ying Rong.

"Cough cough." Dan Zhihan coughed, pointed at a sword cultivator with a sword in the Demon Race, and said, "Be careful with that guy."

Ying Rong looked over, Dufa seemed to have noticed Ying Rong, and the sword intent was clearly attacking.

Ying Rong nodded to the other party, and in the afternoon they began to compete in sword cultivation.

The sword repair competition this time is a competition stage where Deng Xianding uses spiritual power to gather. According to experience, the sword repairers who win to the end will get the ascending immortal order.

At the beginning, Han Wenye met a strong opponent. The opponent looked like a fat and simple swordsman, and his words were gentle and polite, but the blow was the wind and thunder sword. Han Wenye ran away in embarrassment for a long time, and finally had to be carried out of Limeng Palace , Only then barely won a move.

"Junior Brother Han is really extraordinary." The sword cultivator cupped his hands after speaking, and left the stage.

Han Wenye was shocked while standing on it, and he couldn't even walk well.

"Ah!" At this moment, there was a scream from the stage not far away. A human Golden Core cultivator was punctured by a demon swordsman and lifted off the stage. It was brutal.

Those human monks were very angry, but this was within the rules, so there was nothing to argue about.

On the contrary, Ying Rong was a bit slower, and won without any amazing sword moves, which made people feel a little disappointed.

"It's done, I didn't expect you to win." Dan Zhihan was full of enthusiasm for Han Wenye's fight with Ying Rong.

"I don't want to compare." Han Wenye shook his head, sat there cross-legged and adjusted his breath for a while, and when he opened his eyes and saw Ying Rong, he stood quietly beside him.

"Let's go, let's compete tomorrow." Ying Rong said and pulled Han Wenye, and the two went back to the room.

"It's really not easy." Han Wenye only felt that in the competition this afternoon, the sword repairer didn't make any real killing moves, otherwise the two of them should be able to fight for both sides, and it's hard to say who will win the scene.

According to Dan Zhihan's judgment, anyway, he will meet Ying Rong in the second round, and he is sure to lose. It is better to be human and look better.

"Sword cultivators always go forward and never give up. Don't get this kind of thinking, otherwise there will always be a slight difference in the real life-and-death battle." Ying Rong taught Han Wenye seriously.

Han Wenye nodded, looked at Ying Rong and said, "The two of us are supposed to compete tomorrow, so we have to prepare separately to avoid suspicion."

"Separate what, don't think too much." Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye and said.

Han Wenye raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Thinking that I'm going to compete with you tomorrow, I'm actually quite excited, and I'm faintly excited now, why don't we compete first?"

"How to compete?" Ying Rong looked sideways at Han Wenye, always feeling that his eyes were not quite right.

Han Wenye laughed and rushed towards Ying Rong.

"You..." Ying Rong didn't expect to be so dishonest, he yelled softly, and then his voice fell silent.

On the next morning, Ying Rong ran out blushing in danger, and only after seeing Dan Zhihan did she calm down a little.

"What's the matter? Han Wenye wants to eat you?" Dan Zhihan said with a sideways glance at Ying Rong.

Ying Rong hurriedly gave him a look, telling him not to talk nonsense.

"What are you doing running so fast?" Han Wenye walked over slowly, looked at Ying Rong with a smile and said, "You sword cultivators have strong self-control."

Ying Rong blushed a little bit.

Dan Zhihan's ears perked up, just waiting to hear the story.

Han Wenye smiled and pulled Ying Rong aside, he didn't know what to give Ying Rong, he just looked at it as fabric.

"Mr. Dao should have heard the saying that a monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away." Han Wenye walked towards the bow after finishing speaking.

"Amitabha." Just in time, the master of Foguang Temple came over, and when he heard this sentence, he looked at Ying Rong suspiciously.

Ying Rong saluted hurriedly, turned around and went to find Han Wenye.

The sword repair competition was in the morning, and Han Wenye and Ying Rong faced each other in the first match, and many people were watching.

"Salute." The people of Xianmeng shouted, Han Wenye saluted Ying Rong, and then pulled away, holding the spirit sword.

"What kind of sword do you use?" Han Wenye asked.

"Xuanhuo." Ying Rong took out a scarlet spirit sword as he spoke, and as soon as his aura was replenished, the whole sword was wrapped in fire aura.

Han Wenye raised his eyebrows and took out the Clear Water Sword.

"Daoist, please." After Han Wenye finished speaking, he condensed the spiritual energy in his whole body, and the water sword spirit on the water sword jumped to drive the huge water spiritual energy to gather into a sea tide.

"Limeng." This was not enough, Han Wenye also used the blessing of Limeng Palace to enhance his sword intent.

"Battle suit." Then a set of robes with sword patterns appeared on Han Wenye's body.

"This is Han Wenye's sword intent!" The crowd who thought they were just watching the scene were completely shocked by Han Wenye's current sword intent.

Ying Rong didn't expect Han Wenye to hide this trick, which made his expression become more serious.