Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 399 409: Master Yin (I)

The man was two meters tall, with his upper body collar wide open, revealing his marble-like solid chest muscles. Just standing there, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Lin Beixuan had seen tall people before, but this was the first time he had seen someone with such an exaggerated height and muscle ratio.

Zhuge Qing turned his head and saw Lin Beixuan coming, then walked over immediately.

He looked Lin Beixuan up and down with a strange look in his eyes.

"Why aren't you dressed up?"

"Cross-dressing?" Lin Beixuan raised his eyebrows, immediately realized the meaning of the other party's words, and replied with a smile.

"There shouldn't be any rules about what clothes you have to wear here."

"There are no rules." Zhuge Qing frowned and asked in confusion, "But it stands to reason that after we, the secular children, enter the transit area, we will be affected by it, and our abilities and clothes will change to those of the secular world."

"My situation is special and I am physically unable to cross the border for the time being."

"I see."

Zhuge Qing nodded thoughtfully, without much doubt in his heart.

Although this transit area has been explored by all major forces, the impact of secularization on each person is different. Lin Beixuan is not the first case where he is unable to resonate and blend with his secular body after entering the transit area.

"Then it seems that you really can't participate in the competition." Zhuge Qing said with regret.

"I didn't plan to participate in the competition." Lin Beixuan shook his head, looked at the burly man, and asked, "Why were you looking at him just now?"

"You should know the seven largest folk sects in our country."

Zhuge Qing led Lin Beixuan and said, "He is a representative of the younger generation in the Xiawu Luanjin Hall. His name is Yang Lie, and he is also a strong contender for the championship.

People like them don’t even have to participate in the preliminaries and can directly enter the main competition.”

"In this case, doesn't anyone question the fairness of the competition?"

“Of course there were people who questioned it, but he just reported his realm directly to the public, and if they didn’t agree, they could check the official announcement, so those who questioned it immediately became discouraged.

Ultimately, the official reason for holding this Zhoutian Grand Ceremony is to balance the forces among the people, and no one wants to waste time.

Besides, if we let these people bully the weak on stage, the winners will be affected in their reputation and the losers will be embarrassed. It would be easier to just let these people enter the main competition directly."

Zhuge Qing pulled a grass stem from somewhere and held it in his mouth, looking leisurely.

He was wearing a loose blue-gray gown at the moment, looking like a Confucian scholar. There was a special rhythm in his walking, and he could adjust his posture at any time according to the surrounding situation.

Lin Beixuan saw all of this. He could feel that although Zhuge Qing always acted weak in front of outsiders, his actual strength was definitely not low, at least not weaker than the man just now.

Being able to obtain Tai Sui meat is enough to make the secular master excited. No matter whether it is by chance or obtained by some other means, it is enough to prove Zhuge Qing's extraordinaryness.

Continuing upward along the road built inside and outside the mountain, after walking for a while, they saw a few figures that made Zhou Ling and others stop and watch.

And every time this happened, Zhuge Qing would act as a commentator and explain the other party's origins to Lin Beixuan.

For example, the high priest Fang Yuan, the master obeyed the order Zhou Hanling, the life and death doctor Li Sisi and so on.

Lin Beixuan had intended to look for Liu Fei, but he did not see her on the way up the mountain.

Gradually, the slope of the mountain became smaller, the scene in front became flat and open, voices of people and hawking sounds became noisy, and a huge eggshell-like building appeared in Lin Beixuan's sight.

"Here it is!" Zhuge Qing stretched lazily.

“Previously, the preliminaries were held in several small venues nearby, and I only saw this building every time I passed by here.

I heard that when the government was building this building, they invited several immortals to help."

"Ask the immortals for help? Are you setting up an altar for them in advance?"

Lin Beixuan looked around the building and had some vague guesses.

"It should be about the same. Apart from the worry that there might be an accident when the workers were building the altar, it should be just as you thought."

Zhuge Qing looked at Lin Beixuan with a slight smile: "Boss Lin even knows about the Human Immortal Altar. He is indeed not as simple as he appears to be."

"Aren't you the same?" Lin Beixuan smiled back meaningfully.

"Haha, same to you..." Zhuge Qing immediately laughed and changed the subject.

"When we go in later, we can just find our seats according to the numbers on the jade talisman for entering the mountain."

As he spoke, Zhuge Qing took out his own mountain entry talisman first and looked at the numbers on the back of the jade talisman.

"3688, this number is auspicious!"

"Your seat is next to mine, so there's no need to look any further."

"This time, the main competition includes the contestants, spectators like us, as well as security and logistics, there are nearly ten thousand people," Zhuge Qing explained.

After the group entered the building, Zhou Ling and her companions suddenly stopped and said.

"Let's separate here. There are special rooms for contestants to prepare and rest."

Liu Yu glanced at Zhuge Qing and said provocatively: "Do you want to challenge me? Now is your last chance to make a choice."

However, Zhuge Qing ignored Liu Yu, said goodbye to Zhou Ling and others, and left with Lin Beixuan.

"This building is indeed a transformation of the Human Immortal Altar. When I am inside it, the power in my body clearly feels suppressed."

Zhuge Qing sighed, looking somewhat envious: "Only people of the level of human immortals and secular gods can open the temple of incense and set up their own altar. On this altar, they are invincible."

"Not really."

Lin Beixuan glanced around the environment inside the altar building and denied Zhuge Qing's idea.

“If two secular gods were to fight, their altars would cover each other, and eventually be compressed to the extent that their own power could extend.

Such a large altar is actually not conducive for secular gods or human immortals to exert their strongest power.

Furthermore, if it is a secular god or a higher level being, their altar will undoubtedly suppress the secular god altar, and it cannot be affected or invalidated. "

"Uh..." Zhuge Qing looked at Lin Beixuan with a confused look on his face. He opened his mouth with a complicated feeling in his heart: "How do you know all this?"

It was the first time that Zhuge Qing heard someone explain the altar to secular gods in such detail.

Is this something that he, at the level of summoning gods, can listen to? Is he qualified to listen to it?
With just two short sentences, Lin Beixuan's evaluation and status in his heart rose to a higher level.

"Guessed!" Lin Beixuan said seriously.

"Guess..." Zhuge Qing was stunned and shook his head to express his disbelief.

Lin Beixuan smiled and said nothing more. He just casually mentioned the matters concerning the altar of the secular gods, but neglected the character he had been building.

After asking several times, seeing that Lin Beixuan was not going to talk about this anymore, Zhuge Qing finally gave up. The two sat down according to the seats specified on the jade talisman for entering the mountain. Not long after, more and more people entered the venue. There were black heads everywhere, and the huge stand in the middle gave Lin Beixuan the feeling of watching a concert in the Bird's Nest.

Fortunately, the altar building is sunken, and the surrounding audience seats are rising step by step, so no matter where you are, you can clearly see the stage without being blocked.

Zhuge Qing glanced at the watch on his wrist and said excitedly, "It's about to start!"

He pointed in a direction and said, "Look, that's where the winning prizes are placed."

Lin Beixuan looked in the direction of his finger and saw a protruding platform above the altar.

There are five transparent display cabinets on the platform, which are filled with hazy mist, and faint light shines through the mist.

"The authorities would just put such a precious thing there so easily?" Lin Beixuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhuge Qing smiled and said: "Although the rewards are precious, the people who guard these rewards are even more terrifying. I heard that the authorities have arranged two masters from the human fairyland to guard those display cabinets.

Not only that, look at the direction of the judges' seats."

As he spoke, Zhuge Qing pointed to a location slightly below the platform.

The area was very spacious, and the seats looked much more upscale than those in the auditorium, with clear spaces between each seat.

Some people have already taken their seats.

“Do you see that white-haired old man in flowery clothes on the left?

He is the boss of the Impermanence Realm that we are looking for this time, the Old Immortal of the South Pole!" Zhuge Qing's eyes revealed a hint of yearning.

"If Hun Wuchang can reach the same level as this person, my life will be worth it."

"He is a human immortal?!"

Lin Beixuan looked over. Although he was now unable to cross the border and had the body of an ordinary person, he could still feel a special aura from the old man in flowery clothes.

"I don't know." Zhuge Qing shook his head: "No one knows his true strength, but he is one of the first secular children to enter the secular world. He has survived to this day, so his strength is higher than we imagined."

"And why do I feel from your words that it seems like you can easily meet a human immortal?"

"Cough cough..."

Lin Beixuan coughed twice and explained, "Didn't you say before that the authorities invited him to be a referee and judge? Those geniuses carefully cultivated by various forces are all at the level of summoning gods. If they are not strong enough, how can they be a judge?"

Zhuge Qing thought about it after hearing this and found that it seemed to be true.

“But not all judges should be human immortals, otherwise human immortals would be too cheap.

Overall, this trip to the Zhoutian Grand Ceremony is very worthwhile. If we can see the immortal take action, it will be a rare learning opportunity for people like us."

Zhuge Qing obviously admired the human immortal very much, and his eyes were shining.

Since the world passed, there are more than 117,000 worldly sons, including official statistics.

At first glance, 110,000 may seem like a lot of people, but if it is spread out among the country's more than one billion people, it would be one in a thousand.

Human immortals are extremely rare even in the secular world.

Although the secular son has a blessing like a cheat, he can often achieve something without caring about his own life, thereby rapidly increasing his strength.

However, if one wants to break through the realm and become a human immortal, it is not something that can be achieved by simply consuming one's life. One needs to have sufficient foundation and opportunity.

However, being a secular child is the biggest opportunity, but he lacks foundation.

This has always been a major problem that has troubled both official and private forces.

The reason is that the secular people improve their realm too quickly. Even geniuses in the secular world often need to spend most of their lives to enter the realm of summoning gods.

However, today's geniuses can catch up with the other party's hard work for most of their lives in just one year.

His realm has been raised, but his own foundation has become much weaker. At the same realm, it is difficult for a secular child to defeat a secular native with a profound foundation unless he has many treasures on him.

The human fairyland is the biggest hurdle faced by ordinary people.

“I heard that most of the human immortals in charge of major official and private forces today have forced a breakthrough by transforming their bodies with divine organs in the secular world.” Zhuge Qing tilted his head and said to Lin Beixuan.

While the two were talking, a host came up to the altar, first gave a speech, and then began to call out the names according to the procedure.

During the event, the host also reminded: "Those who fail to attend the qualifiers in time can pay 5 million and get a chance to challenge the main competition players once."

Lin Beixuan originally thought that there would be a lot of people doing this, but after the host said this, no one signed up.

Zhuge Qing crossed his legs and snorted disdainfully: "No one is stupid. Those who can break through the preliminaries will be easy to deal with, and those who become the main contestants in advance are even easier to deal with. It's no different from seeking death to pick on them."

As the host finished reading out the names, the Zhoutian Dajiao ceremony officially began, and the entire altar was suddenly filled with noise.

The Zhoutian Dajiao was the first time that Xuan Country held a competition similar to a martial arts competition. The people of Xuan Country are martial artists by nature, and both men and women in the audience were cheering for the entry of the two contestants.

Lin Beixuan even saw several judges on the stage not far away who were also affected by this strong atmosphere. Their faces were flushed with excitement and their expressions were very rich.

"The first one to go on stage is actually Zhou Ling!" Zhuge Qing yelled nearby.

Lin Beixuan looked around, and when he didn't see Ah Xiang, he frowned and turned his gaze to the altar.

Zhou Ling was dressed in tight clothes with her hair tied into a high ponytail. She looked heroic, capable and confident.

Opposite her stood a young man in a black robe, holding a bamboo basket in his arms.

After the two nodded to each other, the fight officially began.

Zhou Ling took the lead, clenched his fist with one hand, and rushed out like a cannonball, quickly coming in front of the young man in black robe, and then punched him.

The young man in black robe was well prepared. He let out a shrill whistle, and a spotted poisonous snake as thick as a wrist suddenly jumped out of the bamboo basket in his arms and pounced on Zhou Ling.

……

The fighting on the altar was intense, with constant howling of excitement around him, but Lin Beixuan just took a look and had no interest in watching any further.

Although his current body is just that of an ordinary person, after experiencing the battle with the starving ghosts, he suddenly felt that these so-called fights were just like children playing house.

He withdrew his gaze and looked for Ah Xiang in the audience again, but still could not find her.

Bored, Lin Beixuan had no choice but to turn his gaze to the altar again.

The first match ended quickly, and the winner was Zhou Ling as expected. After all, his strength at the God Summoning Realm was already considered the first echelon in this Zhoutian Grand Ceremony, while the young man in black robe was only at the Kaifu Realm.

Then several middle-aged men with sallow faces and wearing safety helmets, who looked like workers, walked onto the field. They pressed their hands on the ground, and the places that were broken by Zhou Ling were immediately repaired.

Immediately afterwards, the second competition began.

This time, there was still a man and a woman coming out. However, when Lin Beixuan looked at the woman, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

(End of this chapter)