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Chapter 258 [The arrogance of the past is now mud and dust]

Fang Jianyin's face was solemn. By this time, the battle was no longer as simple as fighting for the best-quality golden spirit, but was related to the reputation of the younger generation of the human race in the mountains and seas. If he was defeated again, not only would the glory of a genius in the past hundred years be destroyed, but it would also affect the reputation of the sect.

However, Fang Jianyin is a sword cultivator, so what is a sword cultivator? It is better to break than bend, to be firm in Taoism, be enterprising, and never give up. This is a sword cultivator!

No matter how strong the enemy is, Fang Jianyin will not retreat in this battle.

But the development of the situation was beyond Fang Jianyin's expectations. First of all, the Blood Ape had to go back and rest and choose a day to fight again. This is normal. They have already fought for two games, so it is appropriate to adjust their rest and rest.

The next day, the Blood Ape had not appeared, but the messenger from the trial camp appeared. The elder of the Shenxiao Sect, Xin Rufeng, sent someone to pass on the message and returned immediately with Fang Jianyin, asking for important matters.

What's the important thing about this joint right now? Fang Jianyin knew it very well and did not set off immediately. Instead, he stood by the cliff and looked at the ape camp in the distance, as if he was waiting.

However, the other party disappointed him. From early morning to afternoon, he did not see the heart-wrenching red shadow. Without any help, Fang Jianyin had to sigh and leave.

Looking at Fang Jianyin's departure back, Gao Yangxun sighed: "Fang Jianyin will not come back. No one can control the blood ape!"

Everyone was silent.

"If I don't go back, no one can control the Blood Ape!" An hour later, Fang Jianyin also shouted the same words to Xin Rufeng.

Xin Rufeng asked back: "If you go back, will you be able to control the blood ape?"

Fang Jianyin's eyes were beating, and he said only one word: "Yes!"

Xin Rufeng said coldly: "What? He shakes his foundation, his cultivation level has dropped greatly, he has suffered heavy damage, and he can't even participate in the selection of the upper sect next year?"

Fang Jianyin's lips were tight and his fists were clenched. Xin Rufeng's inference was not a lie. If he competed with the Blood Ape, the victory or defeat should be between 5 and 5. At worst, both sides were both defeated. It would be better that he was slightly higher than the top and won, but the fruit of this victory would definitely be unbearable.

Fang Jianyin still refused to give up and said, "Uncle Seventh Master, our Shenxiao Sect is all sword cultivators. They retreat when they encounter setbacks. They are afraid of advancing when they know how difficult it is. If they are timid in their hearts, the sword will be covered with dust and the sword will be blunt. Uncle Seventh Master..."

Xin Rufeng said: "Sword cultivator not only cultivates swords, but also cultivates his mind. The sword cultivator becomes more and more courageous as he goes down, but he will not do it even though he knows that it is impossible. If you can achieve 80% chance of winning, I will allow you to fight."

Eighty percent? Eighty percent of them will still wait for the present? Because he is a sword cultivator, his heart is clear and he will not deceive his enemies or deceive himself, so he can only bow his head and say nothing.

Xin Rufeng sighed. He knew that this avoidance of the battle would more or less affect Fang Jianyin's sword heart, but no matter how enterprising Fang Jianyin was, he was the inheritance of the Shenxiao Sect and the star of the sect. Xin Rufeng would never allow this genius disciple who had infinite possibilities in the future to pass here.

Gao Yangxun's words came true, and Fang Jianyin did not appear again. However, the challenge between humans and apes did not stop, and most of the trialists had not yet won the Golden Spirit Yuan.

In the next three days, the terrifying blood ape did not appear, only white apes and gray apes appeared on the flybridge and launched rounds of challenges.

Luo Xiao has basically seen the strength of various major sects in the past few days, and one of them has attracted his attention - the genius of the Lower Domain.

In the Battle of the Celestial Priests in the Lower Region every ten years, each region selects the top 30 to be sent to the Central Region. Luo Xiao was once the best among them, but by accident, he took a completely different path. Luo Xiao did not see any acquaintance here, which is normal. In his Battle of the Celestial Priests, except for him, the most powerful one, is Ren Duxing from Xinghai Kingdom, who is just an eighth-level white tiger warrior. From the eighth-level to spiritual communication, even if he comes to the Central Region with good spiritual energy and sufficient martial arts and elixirs, he should not count on it for ten or eight years.

Therefore, the "predecessors" that Luo Xiao saw were generally over forty years old, and only a handful of them were under forty years old. They were all covered in wind and frost, most of them had changed into the spiritual realm, and many of them had just entered the spiritual realm. How could they see any "genius"? Not to mention that compared with the four great geniuses, even the most ordinary disciples of the sect are more enthusiastic than them.

During the three consecutive days of challenges, Luo Xiao did not see a "senius" responding to the challenge - of course, we cannot blame them. If we take the stage seriously, these people will basically not be able to win the golden spirit, but instead give spiritual roots to the ape spirit.

Since they do not have the strength to fight, how can they gather the five elements?

The answer is: buy!

Luo Xiao saw that these former geniuses from the lower realm have been constantly in contact with the trialists of various sects who had gained before, trying to buy the excess golden spirit in their hands. Of course, they are basically medium-grade, no one at the highest level.

Despite this, there are actually very few people with excess golden spirit. Even if there are, they will mostly be used to make friends with fellow disciples or friends with similar intentions in other sects. They are not really nervous at hand and will not consider selling them. This creates a situation where there are too many monks and little porridge, and there is no market price. Seven or eight people compete for a golden spirit, and the price is rising higher and higher, and the competition is red, and only when there is a big fight, there are scenes of frequent fights.

The most tragic thing is that even if you buy it, the former geniuses of the Lower Domain came to the Central Domain, which had no relatives, with connections, financial resources, and family... None of them could compare to their local fellows. Once local fellows joined in the competition, these former geniuses could only withdraw silently and wait for the next senior brother who could successfully kill the ape spirit...

Luo Xiao felt sad for them when he saw that kind of bitterness.

A voice came: "This senior brother has invited me."

Luo Xiao turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man, with a thin facial features, three long beards, and a gun bag on his back, which reminded Luo Xiao of Nangong Changying from the Tianjing Domain. Luo Xiao had the impression of this man, who was a genius from the Lower Domain, and seemed to be a disciple of a middle-class sect "Chenkeng Sect".

Luo Xiao replied, "I'm asking Luo Xiao of Tianzong, Senior Brother is..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly saluted: "I dare not, Miao Cheng, a disciple of Xiakonghe Sect."

Luo Xiao suddenly asked: "Where does Senior Brother Miao come from?"

"Uh, I'm from the Tianjing Domain."

He is actually a fellow villager! Well, in his domain, even those who are both Tianjing Domain are considered fellow villager.

Luo Xiao asked again: "Where is the Tianjing Realm?"

Answer: "Wuyang Guoyinshan County."

He is really a fellow villager, at least from the same country.

Luo Xiao didn't ask more, otherwise he would be afraid that the other party would be suspicious and said, "What's the matter with Senior Brother Miao looking for me?"

Miao Cheng hesitated for a moment, bowed again, and said embarrassedly: "I think Senior Brother is familiar with Senior Brother Zuo, Senior Brother Tian. Can you help me ask Senior Brother Xiatian if there is any excess Jin Lingyuan..."

Luo Xiao understood that Tian Ping and others had cooperated to kill several gray apes, and even one white ape. Because Zheng Zhaohu gave in, Tian Ping had already obtained a high-quality, and the extra medium-quality ones were used to make friends and give them to others, or sold at a high price. Because Tian Ping was born in the six major sects and was arrogant, he ignored it at all, so he turned to Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao smiled: "I don't know if Senior Brother Tian has any extra Jin Lingyuan, but I still have some in my hand. Do you want it?"

Miao Cheng was shocked. He was in the spiritual realm and the younger brother in front of him who had a tender face also changed, so he didn't expect that there would be a golden spiritual root in his hand... Hiss! Miao Cheng suddenly took a breath and almost choked. If the younger brother didn't say panic, wouldn't it mean that the other party had a magic weapon to absorb things?!

A magic weapon for taking things! Among the more than a hundred disciples present, they can have no more than the number of hands.

Luo Xiao killed two white apes and four gray apes, and a bunch of medium-grade and high-grade golden spirits in his hands. He couldn't use these things, and no one asked him to sell them before. It was rare to meet a fellow villager and help others. It was also a good thing.

Miao Cheng Chi Chi said, "Master, senior brother really has..."

Luo Xiao's palm lit up, and there was a light golden stick. It was the gray ape holding stick containing the middle-grade golden spirit essence, which stuffed it into Miao Cheng's hand: "Take it, the price is ten medium-grade spirit stones."

Ten medium-grade spirit stones are the starting price.
Chapter completed!
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