Chapter 805 Winning the Championship

That night, Bai Yu's cave was full of guests.

In addition to the fellow disciples who came to celebrate, there were also cultivators from the other five sects.

For a potential Xuandan Master, it is always right to establish a relationship in advance.

Master Jianhong said with a smile:

"My nephew is so young, but he is already a ninth-level alchemist. His future is limitless."

"This talent in alchemy is comparable to that of the Little Alchemy God Zhang Longhu ten thousand years ago. Who knows if he will be able to comprehend the mystery and become a Xuandan Master one day."

Master Jianhong called him very affectionately, calling him my nephew.

Bai Yu sat opposite Master Jianhong and responded:

"Uncle, you are too kind. How can I compare with the Little Alchemy God with my weight? I am very lucky to become a ninth-level alchemist."

The two of them called each other "nephew" and "uncle", as if they had really known each other for many years.

The sedan chair was carried by people, and they praised each other back and forth, and the relationship became close.

After a while, Elder Jianhong took out a Xumi bracelet and placed it on the table.

"To be honest, I have a useless disciple who has some talent in swordsmanship. A hundred years ago, he barely touched the edge of the earthly immortal realm."

"I want to prepare a few ninth-level sword heart pills for him to help him break through. The materials are ready, but unfortunately I can't find a suitable alchemist."

"My dear nephew, please help me with this. I will pay you double the market price."

It is true that he needs to refine the pill, but it is a lie that he can't find an alchemist.

Not to mention the Jiandan elder of Jianzhong, even Lu Jing will help.

The move of Master Jianhong is more to show goodwill to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu has been in the human world for tens of thousands of years, and he can understand this kind of twists and turns at a glance.

He pretended to be displeased and said:

"Uncle, this is too polite. You and Master Lu are friends of life and death. If there is anything, just say it. How can I charge you for it?"

Master Jianhong shook his head repeatedly:

"That won't do. If it gets out, people will laugh at you. How about this, one and a half times the market price."

Bai Yu refused to accept it. After some pushing and pulling, the two sides finally settled on 80% of the market price.

For a while, the host and the guest were very happy.

They talked until night, and Jianhong and others got up to say goodbye.

Bai Yu was not arrogant and sent him out with the courtesy of a disciple.

This made the monks of various sects even more happy. It seemed that Bai Yu was a good person to talk to, not a domineering person.

After seeing everyone off, Bai Yu returned to the cave and checked the Xumi bracelet left by Master Jianhong.

Twelve sets of Jianxin Pill materials, a green pill formula jade slip, and one million immortal crystals as a deposit.

He took another blue jade slip and read it carefully together with the green jade slip.

[Successfully learned the Sword Heart Pill Recipe, Ninth-level Immortal Pill, Proficiency: Not yet learned (0/10)]

[Successfully learned the Dingguang Pill Recipe, Ninth-level Immortal Pill, Proficiency: Not yet learned (0/10)]

"Not bad, not bad, I got two more ninth-level pill recipes, and I only need five more to officially become a first-level Xuandan Master."

Bai Yu was very satisfied.

He deliberately showed his talent in alchemy, one to cover up his real strength.

The other was to borrow the power of other sects to collect many pill recipes and advance to Xuandan Master.

Now it seems that the effect is very significant.

Within one day, two ninth-level pill recipes were obtained.

I believe that by the end of the martial arts performance, the remaining five pill recipes should also be settled.

Bai Yu stretched and said to himself:

"Now I just need to take steady steps and wait for the martial arts performance to end."

...

Another half a month later, in the Ding No. martial arts performance field.

The Red Flame Sect's train boy stood in the air, and six cart-shaped magic weapons floated around him, each of which burned six kinds of fairy flames.

"Six extreme fairy flames, transform into spirits!"

The train boy held a small triangular flag in his hand and waved it vigorously.

In an instant, the six kinds of fairy flames in the car surged and turned into a six-color sea of ​​fire, occupying half of the sky.

In the sea of ​​fire, fire dragons, fire crows, fire cows, fire horses and other fiery creatures flew out, bombarding Bai Yu below with overwhelming momentum.

Bai Yu hid in the repaired fairy city and shouted:

"Eat me a Kun!"

A black-backed corpse Kun flew out with two white stripes on its back.

Its body suddenly grew to the size of a mountain, and its huge mouth turned into a black hole, opening its mouth to swallow.

The fire dragons and fire crows in the sky fell and were all swallowed into the stomach of Taixu Kun.

It seemed as if there was a bottomless pit in its mouth, and no matter how many flames were thrown at it, it could not be filled.

The train boy cast spells one after another, and the corpse Kun swallowed everything.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

Half an hour later, the six-polar fairy flames began to thin.

In the city, Bai Yu raised his hand and summoned seven human fairy heart generals, who were fully armored and holding swords, long spears and other corpse refining magic weapons.

They formed a magic circle with the corpse Kun as the center and approached the train boy.

The corpse Kun attacked head-on, and its mountain-like figure rushed forward.

The seven human fairy heart generals came from all directions to assist and kill.

The train boy's two fists could not beat four hands, and fell below.

After another half an hour, he saw that the situation was not good, and he flew out of the martial arts field with a flash, shouting loudly:

"No more fighting, I admit defeat!"

Bai Yu felt a little pity.

In a moment, he would be able to kill the train boy directly without exposing his own strength.

Unfortunately, the train boy ran very fast.

At this time, the referee of this match announced loudly:

"Bai Yu of the corpse-driving faction wins!"

"In this martial arts performance, the champion is Bai Yu, the runner-up is the train boy, and the third place is Jian Shiyi!"

In the city, Bai Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past half month, he has been steady and cautious. Every time he performs martial arts, he first protects himself with the city, and then lets the corpse Kun fight with the heart general.

Although the routine is simple, it is really useful.

The corpse Kun in the middle stage of the earthly immortal, with seven human immortal heart generals, is really invincible.

Even the seeded players of each sect can't last more than an hour.

During this period, except for killing one human immortal from the Chiyan Sect of Feihu Mountain, there were almost no twists and turns at other times.

After all, it was just a martial arts performance, and the main thing was to win or lose, and there were very few casualties.

In the field, Bai Yu had just lifted the protection of the city, and Li Debiao and other corpse-driving sect disciples rushed up.

"Wansheng!"

"Old Bai is so powerful, he actually won the championship!"

"Brother Bai is simply the savior of our corpse-driving sect."

"Hahahaha, let's see who dares to underestimate us this time!"

Everyone surrounded Bai Yu and cheered and celebrated.

Bai Yu also smiled and celebrated with his brothers.

That night, the overall ranking of the eight sects’ victory points came out.

Sword Tomb ranked first, Xingchen Hall ranked second, and Corpse Driving Sect ranked third.

The calculation of martial arts victory points is more complicated, but generally speaking, the more you advance, the higher the victory points, and the top three have a very high proportion.

Bai Yu won 2,000 victory points just by winning the last round.

If Bai Yu’s victory points are excluded, the Corpse Driving Sect is far behind.

With other disciples failing one after another, Hua Zhenzi and others are already ecstatic to be able to enter the top three in total victory points.

What makes them even more relieved is that.

Chiyan Sect and Feihu Mountain, because of blocking the Corpse Driving Sect, also suffered heavy losses and won the fifth and eighth places respectively.

When the rankings came out, the group of bandits in Feihu Mountain were as if their parents had died.

The big boss Yan Baohu was furious.

“God has his way, and Feihu Mountain has also had this day.”

Bai Yu was in a good mood and asked Lao Mo to write a few notes about Feihu Mountain.

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