Transmigration begins with archery training

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Zi Nan said gracefully, "First, and relatively the simplest, if you have enough aptitude, you can join a sect or marry into a family and compete for the Foundation Establishment Pill through internal assessments."

"Second, challenge each other in the arena."

“Every five years, the Golden Core Sect, in conjunction with the Northern Yang Dao court, will hold a tournament. Family cultivators are not allowed to participate; it is reserved specifically for independent cultivators. If one can win to the end, one can obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.”

"Only one?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "How many people are involved?"

"All the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in the entire Beiyang Dao will participate."

Qu Lingchuan looked up at the setting sun as he said this: "At this time of year, the number of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in Beiyang Dao will be reduced by half."

"..."

Chen Sanshi nodded.

Clearly, this was a method devised by various sects and the Song Dynasty court to maintain stability among lower-level cultivators.

A single Foundation Establishment Pill can cause rogue cultivators to kill each other; it's an incredibly worthwhile deal.

"Brother Xiao may not know this."

Deng Wuchang munched on some fruit and said, "Back then, our Fellow Daoist Qu fought his way out of that arena. He was incredibly powerful!"

"The third type."

Qu Lingchuan picked up the conversation and continued, "Going to the Nine Nether Forbidden Land will also be opened once every five years, and all independent cultivators can participate."

"Within the Nine Nether Forbidden Land, there are a large number of medicinal materials, including spiritual plants that may contain materials for Foundation Establishment Pills and various rare and precious herbs."

"But under normal circumstances, the treasures that appear will not exceed the second tier. Since the Nine Nether Forbidden Land appeared, it seems that only one third-tier treasure appeared a hundred years ago. That time, it was really a fight to the death."

"As for the fourth way to obtain Foundation Establishment Pills."

Deng Wuchang yawned and said, "It's an auction."

"However, although it sounds like it only requires spending money, the actual difficulty is no simpler than the previous three. Brother Xiao, I wish you good luck."

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoists."

Chen Sanshi cupped his hands in greeting.

What these people said was basically the same as what I already knew.

He stopped talking about it and headed to the Bai family after the banquet. He planned to refine one last pill in the near future, then go into seclusion to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining before coming out to deal with Foundation Establishment matters.

Inside Twilight Valley.

Chen Sanshi skillfully refined the pills, while the Bai family girl softly recited the steps. The two worked together seamlessly, making almost no mistakes.

"I have enough pills for the past six months. Please trouble my niece to give them to Patriarch Bai. I may need to go into seclusion for a while."

He stayed in the alchemy room for a full two months this time.

Chen Sanshi was about to take his leave when he discovered that there were many people in the valley wearing dark blue robes, breastplates, and long swords at their waists.

The Demon-Suppressing Division!

He had seen this group of people in Dazefang Market more than once; they were the Demon Suppression Division of the Song Dynasty.

Two demon-suppressing guards from the Demon Suppression Division drew their swords and blocked his way, informing him that Twilight Valley was closed and no one was allowed to leave.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the girl beside him.

Bai Chaotong shook his head repeatedly: "I...I don't know either."

Until after a cup of tea.

Inside the Demon Suppression Division, a martial artist with a golden breastplate hanging around his neck, who was at the late stage of True Strength, said in a deep voice: "I am ordered to search for demonic cultivators. You all just need to cooperate!"

"Demon cultivator?"

Only then did Chen Sanshi realize it.

Recently, demonic cultivators have become increasingly rampant, and last night they even slaughtered several nearby villages.

He secretly observed the people from the Demon Suppression Division.

There aren't many martial arts families in Tianshui Continent, but half of the members of the Demon Suppression Division of the Great Song Dynasty are martial arts practitioners.

Moreover, his true strength was no longer at the top level, but at most at the middle level, which was only equivalent to the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division searched the surrounding area aggressively, including the weapon forging workshop, the alchemy room, and even the Bai family's cave dwelling.

for these.

The Bai family members merely showed their disgust, but said nothing.

Until the leader of the Demon Suppression Division led his men straight towards the Medicine Valley.

"stop!"

Bai Liangbi, the head of the Bai family, stopped the other party and reminded him, "General Envoy Wu, is there any need to check the Medicine Valley? We have people guarding it, and they will definitely inform us if anything is found."

"How can that be done?"

Wu Wei said with a forced smile, "Besides, what can't be investigated about a medicine valley? Is there something fishy going on inside?"

"What ghosts could there be?"

Bai Liangbi retorted angrily, "Does my Bai family think we would collude with demonic cultivators?"

"Eh~"

Wu Wei seized the opportunity: "That's hard to say. Patriarch Bai, it would be better if I went down and searched the area to avoid any misunderstandings in the future!"

He turned around abruptly halfway through his sentence, and with a stomp of his foot, his body shot into the sky like an arrow, intending to bypass the crowd and head straight for the Medicine Valley.

"You have the nerve!"

Bai Liangbi was furious. A bamboo sword appeared in his hand without his knowledge. A gentle breeze blew by, and without any visible movement, his body floated lightly into the sky.

Xunfeng Breathing Method!

Without wasting words, his immense true energy surged and rose, and with a single sword strike, a tornado appeared between heaven and earth.

It was late autumn, and the red maple leaves in Twilight Valley surged in layers, like countless sharp darts, forming a giant python with its blood-red maw open, about to devour the Demon Guard.

"Buzz!"

The Demon Suppressor glanced sideways and saw a bronze mace spinning and humming, as if a divine beast had awakened, roaring and carrying the heavy power of the earth as it lashed out at the giant python in front of him.

The earth elemental power and the gale force collided, unleashing a deafening sound.

Bai Liangbi spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

The giant python instantly crumbled, transforming into countless blood-red maple leaves that danced in the air.

Wu Wei, the Demon Suppressor, was at the late stage of True Strength, while the Bai family patriarch was only at the mid-stage of True Strength. How could they possibly be a match for each other? Wu Wei was defeated in just one strike.

"Homeowner!"

"..."

"Don't worry about me, stop him!"

Bai Liangbi roared, revealing his blood-stained gums.

However, the other younger members of the Bai family were no match for them, and couldn't even keep up with their pace.

Just as Wu Wei was about to cross the canyon, another figure appeared in the setting sun, riding the wind. Before he arrived, a slender willow branch whipped towards him.

Wu Wei originally intended to block.

But when he raised his hand, the willow branch had already fallen to his chest like a ghost, the golden breastplate shattered, and he fell straight down the mountain like a meteor. The entire mountain trembled, and countless boulders rolled down.

It was the same strike!

They defeated a martial artist at the late stage of True Strength!

"Wu Wei, how dare you!"

The newcomer was an elderly man with only one arm; his right sleeve fluttered in the wind, and he held a willow branch with tender buds in his left hand.

He looked at Wu Wei, who was lying on the hilltop coughing up blood, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The imperial court is only responsible for mortal affairs and has no right to interfere in the cultivation world. This is a rule that was established ten thousand years ago!"