My ability pool is superior to others

Lu Bai walked out from the pile of rocks and looked around. All he saw were rugged rocks, at least covering an area of ​​dozens of miles in radius.

Under the thunder, all living things disappeared into thin air, and there was no sound of insects or birds. This place could be said to be quiet to a certain extent.

After all, this had been anticipated. Lu Bai did not continue to stand there in a daze. Instead, he randomly chose a direction and walked out of this uninhabited area.

He kept his head slightly lowered the whole way, obviously thinking about something.

In fact, since he does not have negative emotional fluctuations, the thunder tribulation that almost killed him did not actually have any impact on him.

He is still at the Mahayana stage, but he can no longer use his magic power to its fullest. He estimates that in combat he would be lucky if he could exert the power of a half-step Mahayana.

After all, the follow-up effects of self-inflicted injuries are still there.

It's easy to imagine that cultivation is something that can't be eliminated just by saying so.

If it were that simple, there wouldn't be so many monks dying in thunder tribulations.

The so-called Mahayana cultivators mean that their physical body and their soul have been perfectly integrated, achieving a second transformation. They are able to perceive and apply the laws of the Dao. It can be said that they have stepped half a foot into the realm of immortality.

The understanding of the Tao cannot be weakened, not to mention that Lu Bai’s understanding of the Tao was not very deep.

So to cut oneself with a knife, to put it simply, is to forcibly separate the body and the soul from their tight fusion.

The effect of [Steel Body] is still there, and there is no major problem with Lu Bai's body, but the problem is his soul.

Lu Bai could feel without the use of internal vision that his soul was covered with dense cracks, just like the surface of an ice river, which almost shattered completely after bearing heavy pressure.

This is a Dao injury. No matter how talented you are, there is no way to deal with this situation.

Fortunately, there was a fairy flower planted in his soul, which exuded the Taoist charm all the time, ensuring that the situation did not continue to deteriorate.

Although he has fallen to this point, Lu Bai is still quite optimistic.

Anyway, he won't stay in this world forever, so the fact that his future is blocked won't have much impact on him.

Lu Bai walked aimlessly until a reminder sounded in his mind that the "node" had been obtained.

【Ding! 】

[The current deathmatch node has been successfully obtained. ]

【Double points reward loaded. 】

[Current points: 4, current ranking 1/193]

The system's prompt sound indicated that less than a day had passed since the thunder tribulation appeared, so there was no need to rush back to Qingwang Sect.

It is worth mentioning that in this round of deathmatch, due to the relatively high level of strength, the deathmatch participants are also distributed more widely.

Therefore, most of the death fighters choose to find a way to join the immortal sect first, and then concentrate on practicing after mastering the cultivation method, without rushing to kill other death fighters.

As a result, even though the death match had been going on for such a long time, only a few fighters had died. Moreover, Lu Bai estimated that those unlucky guys who died might not have been killed by the fighters.

Lu Bai stroked his chin and quickly made a decision.

"Let's reduce the number of death fighters first."

Most of the time, Lu Bai was in a flying posture, spreading out his spiritual awareness and conducting a carpet search like a radar.

Only when there were inhabited areas would he return to the ground and move forward on foot.

Along the way, Lu Bai heard a lot of rumors about the beginner's conference.

And a lot of it is about him.

This is not surprising. As the First Dao Conference came to an end, the disciples of the immortal sect who fled before the thunderbolt descended would naturally spread the news of what happened on Ziyun Mountain. "Have you heard? In this First Dao Conference, a true monster appeared in Qingwang Sect."

"You are talking about Lu Bai from Qingwang Sect, right?"

"That's right. He suppressed all the Saint Sons and True Disciples with his own strength and took the top spot in the First Dao Conference."

"That's not the case. I heard that all the disciples of the Immortal Sect joined forces, but were defeated by Lu Bai alone."

"Isn't this a bit too ridiculous? There are thousands of top disciples from various major sects at the Chu Dao Conference."

"What is this? I heard a rumor, which is not true, but it seems that the elders of the major immortal sects have not returned to their own sects..."

I have said before that there is no regime such as a country in this world.

Both order and the right to speak are controlled by the Immortal Sect.

Mortals, who make up more than 99% of the total population, will still pay attention to the situation in this regard, even if they do not have spiritual roots and cannot embark on the path of cultivation.

Even though the Initial Dao Conference is just a competition among the younger generations of the major immortal sects, as long as these young disciples do not die and develop step by step, they will definitely be the rulers riding on the heads of these mortals in the future. We cannot ignore it.

Hundreds of great masters in the God Transformation Stage have died. The major immortal sects will definitely not take the initiative to publicize this news.

For a time, the entire Xuanzhou was filled with rumors and gossip.

……

The autumn rain was chilly. When it fell to the ground, it did not splash up much fragrance of soil. Instead, it turned the road into a muddy field.

The rain was not that heavy, and even if we walked in the rain, we would not become soaked like a drowned chicken.

But when a carriage is loaded with goods, its wheels can easily get stuck in the mud, and even if someone is pushing it from behind, it is still difficult to move forward.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man at the head of the convoy immediately decided to go to an abandoned temple beside the road to take shelter from the rain and set off again after the rain stopped.

It’s okay for people to get caught in the rain, but we cannot let anything go wrong with the goods being offered to the immortals.

"Go and see if those blood-stealing women are okay."

The middle-aged man entered the temple, not caring about his wet clothes, and quickly asked someone to check the condition of the goods.

They are the people under the rule of Ten Thousand Insect Valley.

Even though the people under the rule of the Immortal Sect don't live very well, the people under the rule of the Ten Thousand Insect Valley often have a more difficult life.

After all, the people under the rule of other immortal sects are at most treated as tools or slaves.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Insects, these people, in addition to fulfilling the two roles mentioned above, also have the additional obligation to test and raise insects.

The purpose of their trip was to deliver goods to Wanchong Valley.

The so-called blood-stealing woman is naturally the common name for a poisonous insect.

This poisonous insect will suck human blood, store it in its body and convert it into blood qi. For the spiritual insects raised by the monks in Wanchong Valley, it is a kind of fine food.

A skinny young man opened the lid and his face changed drastically: "Not good, Village Chief, these blood-stealing women look a little listless."

The middle-aged man called the village chief hurried to the side, took a look, and then rolled up his sleeves without hesitation and stabbed his wrist.

The spilled blood fell onto the black shells behind the poisonous insects, causing them to squirm. The whole scene was somewhat chilling.

However, the villagers present all looked accustomed to it and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's all right. Take good care of it. If there's a problem with the quantity, we can't afford it." (End of this chapter)