Chapter 14: Maoshan Competition, All Fellow Disciples Are Shocked (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
A few days flew by.

In the past few days, Shi Jian has been trying to integrate the strands of true qi cultivated through the automatic operation of his internal skills into other strands of true qi.

But in the end, he failed last night and formed a new true qi. The amount of true qi in his body just happened to reach a thousand!
Shi Jian was also in tears...

There's nothing he can do. He's already tried his best.

He could only wait until after the competition for his master to teach him how to condense his Qi, and then he could consume his Qi every day to cultivate his supernatural powers.

Then see if you can slow down your cultivation progress.

"Disciple, the sect's annual disciple competition is about to begin. Come down the mountain with me quickly."

Wu Chenzi's voice was heard, and soon Shi Jian's door was pushed open.

Looking at Shi Jian's distressed expression and sensing it carefully, Wu Chenzi sighed helplessly.

"The seventh level of Qi training?"

"Yes, Master, I couldn't hold it back..."

"Forget it, we'll deal with it after the competition is over."

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Nodding, Shi Jian had no choice but to do so.

Coming down from Damao Peak, Shi Jian looked at the jade pendant around his neck and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

This was just given to him by his master Wu Chenzi.

It is said to be a spiritual weapon, whose function is to shield the fluctuation of aura.

This time, the Maoshan disciples' competition is not just about Shi Jian and the 72nd generation.

In addition, the 70th generation of disciples also have a competition.

and……

In addition to the Maoshan disciples and elders, people from other sects and Taoist schools also came to watch the ceremony.

In order to prevent Shi Jian's situation from being exposed, Wu Chenzi also invested a lot of money.

Although it is easy for him, the head of Maoshan, to obtain a spiritual weapon.

But those were just some offensive spiritual weapons.

The jade pendant on Shi Jian’s neck is rare in the entire Maoshan!
To be precise, there is only one such piece at present, and it is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Below the Golden Elixir stage, no one could see through the fluctuations of true Qi in Shi Jian's body.

Even Wu Chenzi himself can't do it!
You must always be on guard against others, as the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Wu Chenzi, the head of Mount Mao, understood this, and Shi Jian felt the same way.

At the Maoshan competition venue, hundreds of Maoshan disciples have arrived.

Most of these disciples are outer disciples of Maoshan, and less than a quarter are inner disciples.

As soon as he entered the venue, Shi Jian, under the arrangement of the Great Elder, went directly to the crowd of the 72nd generation of disciples and stood waiting.

Seeing Shi Jian coming, Lin Fengjiao in the crowd couldn't help but look at him deeply.

“This guy is Shi Jian?
The direct disciple of the master, the insurmountable mountain mentioned by the master?
snort!
It’s the same head, hands, and legs, no different from me, Lin Fengjiao.

How can it be really unsurpassable?
Later, I will let Master know that I can fulfill the promise I made that day!"

As soon as he entered the crowd, Shi Jian saw a little boy who looked like a porcelain doll, staring at him with his head tilted, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

This made Shi Jian a little confused.

I have been in Maoshan for more than a year, but I have never had any conflicts with any of the 72 generations of disciples.

and……

He is also Lin Fengjiao, the disciple of the Great Elder, and is very likely to be the future Uncle Nine.

Shi Jian grinned and had no ill will towards Lin Fengjiao.

However, in Lin Fengjiao's eyes, this smile became a provocation.

"This guy looks down on me, Lin Fengjiao?
Isn't he just one year older than me, huh! "

Shi Jian just smiled and didn't care about Lin Fengjiao's current behavior.

Instead, he focused his attention on the group of Maoshan elders and other sects' spectators who were sitting on the high platform. Among them, there were two figures that Shi Jian was particularly familiar with.

One is Elder Lin, the outer sect elder of Mount Mao, and the other is the alchemy elder from Mount Sanqing.

As if sensing Shi Jian's gaze, Elder Lin and the alchemy elder of Sanqing Mountain looked towards the direction where Shi Jian was standing at the same time.

For a moment, the three people's eyes intertwined, and Shi Jian smiled kindly.

The same is true for Elder Lin and the alchemy elder of Sanqing Mountain.

Due to the current situation, everyone can only stop here...

Soon, Maoshan’s annual sect disciple competition began!

The first competition was between the 70th generation disciples.

Although these disciples are a generation older than Shi Jian and others, Shi Jian and others only need to call them senior brothers.

The seventy-first generation of disciples only entered the sect more than ten years earlier than Shi Jian and his companions.

Even the Great Elder has two disciples who are of the seventy-first generation.

This is also determined by Maoshan's special time for accepting disciples. Maoshan does not accept disciples every year.

Instead, it happens every ten years, with a cycle lasting twenty years.

Only in this way can the competition between disciples of the same and different generations be fairer.

We can't let these twenty-something disciples who have practiced for more than ten years compete with six or seven-year-old kids like Shi Jian, right?

At first glance, Shi Jian couldn't help but admire it.

Among these seventy-first generation disciples in front of him, almost all the outer disciples have the cultivation level of about the third or fourth level of Qi training.

As for the inner sect disciples, most of them have practiced Qi at the fifth or sixth level.

of course……

Among so many disciples, almost all of them are practicing Dharma, that is, they follow the path of merit and magical power.

There was only one person, who looked to be in his twenties.

There is a beard on each side of his mouth, which looks like the character "八".

Shi Jian felt the cultivation level of Qi from him!
Moreover, he has reached the sixth level of Qi training!
As the Great Elder began to preside over the sect competition, the seventy-first generation disciples were all gearing up and couldn't wait to get started!
As one disciple after another stepped onto the competition stage, Shi Jian also witnessed the various strange and bizarre magic techniques and supernatural powers.

Among them, some can spit out real fire, while others use talismans.

Some are even more bizarre, actually carrying a coffin and ringing the Sanqing bell.

As soon as the spell came out, a zombie broke out of the coffin...

When have Shi Jian and others ever seen these scenes?
Lin Fengjiao and the other 72nd generation disciples all opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss out on the exciting part.

Even Shi Jian had to admire that the Maoshan cultivation methods were endless!

An hour later, all seventy-one disciples had finished the competition.

The winner of the final competition was somewhat unexpected; it turned out to be the guy with a mustache who was at the sixth level of Qi training.

His swordsmanship was extremely brilliant, with sword energy flying everywhere, making it impossible for anyone to get close to him!
Shi Jian's eyes were also filled with desire for this.

Besides practicing Qi and cultivating, isn't it for these magical powers that one comes to Maoshan?
Can you strengthen yourself and control your own destiny?
Just as Shi Jian was still savoring the memory, the voice of the Great Elder was heard.

"The competition among the 71st generation of Maoshan disciples has ended, and the competition among the 72nd generation of disciples has begun!
Everyone draw lots in turn to decide who you will face! "

After the words fell, Shi Jian and his group were all a group of six or seven-year-old children.

They also understood that this competition was of great significance to them.

This is actually true. Among their 72nd generation of disciples, there is not a single outer disciple. All of them are disciples accepted by the inner sect elders.

The future Maoshan Master will be determined among them, so...

No one wants to fall behind others at the first step.

"The first battle, the master's disciple Shi Jian, versus the Corpse Driving Hall's elder disciple Simu!"

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　Hehe, Shi Jian is laning against Taoist Simu, I will write something fun in the next chapter
　　
　
(End of this chapter)