The Tao is far away

The Nine Peaks Competition came to an end quietly.

The top five emerged from the fierce competition, and they stood on the stage, shining like stars.

Wang Chi stood on the stage with other disciples, staring at the five dazzling people on the stage with sharp eyes.

The fifth place was Han Yan, the menial disciple who entered Hongyan Peak. He had reached the peak of Qi Refining. What was even more shocking was that Han Yan actually defeated a cultivator who had already established his foundation with his four spiritual roots.

Han Yan's spiritual root aptitude is worse than Wang Chi's.

When Wang Chi saw that this person won the fifth place, he was so surprised that he was speechless. The other disciples were even more shocked, especially those from the big peaks.

The Holy Lord also noticed this person. He thought that this person was disguised as someone with bad intentions. After secretly checking him, he found that there was nothing wrong with this person, his background was clean, and his spiritual roots and qualifications were not disguised.

The leader of Hongyan Peak immediately accepted Han Yan as his personal disciple.

The fourth place was Xu Qianyu, who defeated a foundation-building cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining. His martial arts were like a fierce cold wind in winter, and his fierce attack made some disciples feel cold on their backs.

This made Tianqin, who was worried about Qingluan, feel much more at ease.

The third place was Zeng Yu from Bai Xue Peak, the Qi Condensation cultivator who had asked Wang Chi to relax a little before. This Zeng Yu actually broke through to the early stage of Foundation Establishment the day before the competition, and his ice-attributed skills awe-inspiring everyone.

Unfortunately, the seat of the leader of Baixue Peak was empty.

Zeng Yu looked at the empty peak master's position with a gloomy expression, as if his soul had been sucked out.

"Master, you won't commit suicide!"

The second place was the cultivator with a single earth attribute from Huangsha Peak. He had broken through to the foundation-building stage very early, and with his "Chaotic Stars and Wild Sands", he overwhelmed the cultivator from Tianji Peak at the same level.

This made Huang Yanle, the leader of Huangsha Peak, completely lost.

As expected, the first place was the candidate for the Holy Son, the cultivator with double water spiritual roots whom Wang Chi had met in Lingyuan before.

Not only did this person break through to the middle stage of foundation building very early, but he also defeated his opponent with just one move each time, making the other cultivators with heavenly spiritual roots feel ashamed of themselves.

The head of Tianji Peak looked calm. He expected the Holy Son to take first place.

The disciples looked at the five dazzling people on the stage. They did not exclaim or praise them, but just looked at them silently.

Some disciples with decent qualifications believed that, if nothing unexpected happened, four of them would be able to suppress them under the shining light that made them dare not open their eyes in the future.

Wang Chi looked at the five dazzling people and smiled.

You will meet me at some point in the future!

I hope you won’t be too surprised by this kid with three spiritual roots.

Maybe I am behind you now, but that is only temporary.

No one will always be strong, and no one will always be weak.

This is not Wang Chi's arrogance, but Wang Chi's confidence.

Wang Chi now not only has Qingluan's generous help, but also Situ, who was once a divine cultivator, is secretly assisting him.

Not to mention that he also has that mysterious divine consciousness, which is far beyond the existence of a divine body.

This is Wang Chi’s biggest trump card!

At this moment, Wang Chi felt a gaze, looked up, and found that it was Han Yan who was staring at him, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

Wang Chi also smiled at him.

At this moment, it seemed that only they understood this smile.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a half mask fell from the sky.

"Welcome to the Holy Lord!" The disciples knelt down on the ground in unison.

The eight peak masters also stood up and bowed.

"Get up!"

All the disciples stood up.

"The top 30 disciples please come on stage!"

Different figures leapt onto the stage and stood behind the five people already standing on it.

"Before the competition, this Saint Lord promised you that this is the reward you get." More than a dozen rays of light burst out from the Saint Lord's body and floated into the hands of thirty disciples.

These are storage bags.

Wang Chi scanned the storage bag with his spiritual sense and found four Foundation Establishment Pills in it, one more than before.

However, Wang Chi immediately thought that this was most likely because the Holy Lord Tianji was doing this for Mu Yu Xiaoxiao's sake. Otherwise, with his own aptitude of three spiritual roots, how could he have given such a big favor?

Some disciples who did not obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill looked at the people on the stage with envy.

As a dual-dan expert, the Holy Lord has a panoramic view of everything in the square.

The Holy Lord stopped in the air and spoke slowly: "The Nine Peaks Competition has ended. Some people have achieved excellent rankings, while others have fallen behind. However, this is only temporary!"

The disciples below the stage became restless.

The Holy Lord pointed at Han Yan and said, "So what if he has good spiritual roots? Look at Han Yan, a cultivator with four spiritual roots who has advanced all the way to the top five and even defeated a cultivator at a higher level. Don't you understand?"

"There are no useless spiritual roots, only useless monks!"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue. Not only the ordinary disciples of the big peaks, but even the menial disciples felt furious at this moment.

There are no useless spiritual roots, only useless monks!

The Holy Lord paused, looked at everyone with satisfaction, and shouted loudly: "Han Yan is a role model for all of you!"

The disciples went crazy and kept shouting Han Yan's name.

It seems that calling Han Yan's name can improve one's cultivation.

The disciples below the stage, especially the menial disciples, had sharp eyes at this moment. They believed that if Han Yan could make it to the top five, then they could too!

The menial disciples were seething and roaring.

At this moment, they are all Han Yan!

Han Yan was not boiling with excitement or roaring at this moment. He was extremely calm, as if the disciples below the stage were not calling his name.

Although his expression was calm, the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

The Holy Lord looked gloomy: "I am ashamed and honored to be the Holy Lord."

"I am ashamed that I don't have the ability to give every disciple who enters Tianji Sect a foundation-building pill. This is my failure as the Holy Lord."

"No matter whether you have good or bad qualifications, you are all members of Tianji Sect, and the sect is proud of you!"

"Every peak master of Tianji Sect and this Saint Master are proud of you. You are the most precious wealth of Tianji Sect, and you are the most important people of Tianji Sect!"

"Who is the hero of Tianjimen?"

"Me? Or the peak masters?"

"No!"

"You - all the disciples present here, you are the real heroes of Tianji Sect!"

The Holy Lord's shout echoed throughout the valley and did not fade for a long time.

The disciples in the square had no expression on their faces at this moment, and not even a sound was made.

There was silence in the square.

"Puff!" An unknown disciple spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The disciples present, especially the ordinary disciples from the big peaks and the menial disciples, all spat out mouthfuls of blood.

They have been suppressed for too long, and only at this moment are they truly released.

We are the real heroes of Tianjimen!

Wang Chi looked at the fanatical disciples below the stage with some surprise.

“Isn’t this mobilization?”

Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, the Holy Lord spoke loudly to the disciples below: "Do you want to build your foundation?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want the foundation-building pill?"

"miss you!"

The disciples’ voices shook heaven and earth.

"Now, there is an opportunity. Three months later, the Grand Trial will begin. Some of you know the rules. As long as the participants can successfully come out, regardless of whether they can hunt down the demon pill or not, they can get a foundation-building pill as a subsidy!"

"If there are demon pills, I can provide as many supplements as I can get."

The Holy Lord changed the subject and said with some reluctance: "But, the Grand Sect Trial is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die in danger. I don't want you to take the risk."

"No, Holy Lord, let's go. No matter how dangerous it is, we want to repay your kindness in cultivating us and trusting us!" An unknown monk shouted.

The disciples were quiet for a while, and suddenly burst into loud voices again.

"Yes, this opportunity is right in front of us, why shouldn't we fight for it?"

"The Holy Lord values ​​and cares about us so much that we must go there no matter what!"

"As heroes of Tianji Sect, we must rush to the front and let those disciples from the big peaks see that we are the hope of the sect!"

……

Various sounds rose and fell, echoing throughout the square.

Wang Chi thought, should I go?