Chapter 676: Everyone Dies Since Ancient Times

There are still eight days until the Centennial Competition, but the atmosphere in the entire Imperial City seems to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it is getting more and more tense.

The immortal cultivators from various forces are like warriors about to go to war, rubbing their hands, with the flame of fighting spirit burning in their eyes.

They are ready to show their skills in this grand competition and win glory for themselves and their forces.

At this time, Chen Ze was quietly staying in the space of all things, concentrating and silently paying attention to everything happening in the Imperial City.

After some twists and turns, the Qingyun Sect team finally found a suitable place to live.

After settling down, Elder Li Qiang immediately summoned Chen Fan and several others to hold a brief and serious meeting.

Elder Li Qiang looked solemn and said in a serious tone: "This competition is unusual, its importance and difficulty are far beyond the past.

Everyone must remain highly vigilant and not slack off.

In the competition, we must go all out and show our strongest strength, but we must also pay attention to our own safety at all times.

We represent Qingyun Sect and shoulder the honor and expectations of the sect. We must not bring shame to the sect."

Chen Fan and others nodded solemnly, indicating that they understood the elders' good intentions and the heavy responsibility they shouldered.

After the meeting, Yu Xingsi and others began to seize the time to adjust their state and make full preparations for the upcoming competition.

Chen Fan also sat cross-legged in a quiet corner with his eyes closed.

It seems that he is adjusting his state, but in fact he is recalling the familiar breaths he encountered on the road just now.

He thought to himself: "Are there too many brothers in the Imperial City?

If this goes on, won't this competition become a competition between our brothers?

I wonder if the master knows the situation here."

On the way to the inn, he really felt too many familiar breaths, and the innate telepathy never stopped along the way.

He finally sent a message to Chen Ze in doubt, but the reply he got was still to let him have fun.

So he understood in his heart that everything was in the master's plan.

So can we discuss the first place in the competition?

At the same time, in other places in the Imperial City, the cultivators of various forces were also preparing nervously.

Some were studying the opponent's information, some were practicing new spells, and some were looking for suitable magic weapons.

However, under such a high-pressure state, there is more than one way to adjust the state.

Proper relaxation is also a kind of mental adjustment.

The recent business of those brothels in the Imperial City seems to be full.

In this tense period, there are still many cultivators who choose to relax themselves here and temporarily forget the pressure of the competition.

In the inn where everyone from Qingyun Sect stayed, Chen Ze and Yu Xingsi shared a room, Zhou Quan and Song Zheng shared a room, and Li Qiang shared a room alone.

Being able to book three rooms in an inn during such a busy period in the Imperial City is enough to show how good the geographical location and environment of this inn are.

"Brother, the competition will not start until eight days later. Are we too nervous to start adjusting our status now?" Yu Xingsi looked at Chen Fan with a puzzled look on his face.

It was a rare opportunity to come to such a prosperous city of immortal cultivators. How could Yu Xingsi, a drunkard, settle down?

His heart was full of curiosity and yearning for the outside world, and he was eager to explore this prosperous city to his heart's content.

Yu Xingsi's words made Chen Fan slightly stunned. He looked at Yu Xingsi, who was full of expectations, and his heart was also a little shaken.

Indeed, everyone has been too tense these days, and it might be a good idea to relax appropriately.

Chen Fan pondered for a moment and said, "Well, I think what Junior Brother Yu said makes some sense.

We have been in a state of high tension, maybe we can relax appropriately.

Adjust your mentality, so that you may perform better in the competition."

"Really? Senior Brother, do you think so too?" Yu Xingsi looked at Chen Fan with joy, and wanted to rush out of the door of the inn room right now, shouting, "Waiter, bring the wine."

During Chen Fan's devil training, he hasn't touched alcohol for a while.

It's not that the wine is not good, it's really too bitter. There is absolutely no free time at all, and every moment is immersed in endless practice.

It's a pity that the environment of this inn is too good, and he probably can't drink the wine ordered.

What he wants to drink is the fairy wine, the kind that tastes mellow.

Chen Fan nodded seriously and looked at Yu Xingsi with a smile, "Well, really, you go and talk to the fifth elder, as long as he agrees."

Yu Xingsi instantly looked bitter, drooping his head, and his face was full of reluctance.

He knew very well that his master Li Qiang had always been very strict about his drinking.

In normal times, it was as difficult as climbing to heaven to get a sip of wine.

At this moment, asking him to go out to drink and relax at this time of the upcoming competition was simply several times more difficult than climbing to heaven.

"Brother, you are making things difficult for me. Master will definitely not agree." Yu Xingsi muttered, his tone full of helplessness.

Chen Fan smiled slightly, patted Yu Xingsi's shoulder gently, and said earnestly: "That's not necessarily true. How do you know if you don't try?

Maybe the fifth elder will give us a break because of our recent hard training."

Yu Xingsi listened to Chen Fan's words, and he was still hesitant.

He weighed the feasibility of this matter repeatedly in his mind, thought for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to go to Li Qiang.

Wine is the essence of food, the more you drink, the more energetic you are.

Although the wine has not yet been drunk, Yu Xingsi's courage has been strengthened by this idea.

He came to the door of Li Qiang's room with trepidation.

His hands trembled slightly, and he knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." Li Qiang's steady voice came from the room.

Yu Xingsi took a deep breath, tried to calm his nervous emotions, and then slowly opened the door and walked in.

After entering the room, Yu Xingsi lowered his head, not daring to look into Li Qiang's eyes, and said in a voice as small as a mosquito: "Master, I have something to report to you."

Li Qiang raised his eyes slightly, looked at Yu Xingsi calmly, and asked: "What is it?"

Yu Xingsi was so nervous that he kept rubbing his hands, and said carefully: "Master, there are still eight days before the competition, and we have been in a highly nervous state recently.

Disciple thinks... I think I can relax appropriately.

For example... For example, go out shopping, drink some wine, adjust my mentality, so that I may perform better in the competition."

After speaking, Yu Xingsi nervously waited for Li Qiang's response, not daring to breathe.

Li Qiang was silent for a moment, with no expression on his face, making it impossible for people to guess his thoughts.

Yu Xingsi's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his heart was full of regret, secretly regretting that he should not have made this request.

Next, I don't know whether it will be a storm or thunder and lightning waiting for him.

Let's die!

Everyone has to die since ancient times, only drinkers leave their names behind.

Yu Xingsi accepted his fate.