After being reborn, all I want to do is run away.

Chapter 38 Wind Howling Mountain

For the next two days, Shen Xu lived a very regular life, going to the Sword Practice Cliff to practice swordsmanship every day without fail, constantly trying to replicate other moves of the Blood Mist Sword Technique into the Water Mist Sword Technique.

Boom, boom, boom.

With three melodious chimes resounding throughout the entire Cuiyun Mountain, the outer sect competition of the Qingzhu Sword Sect officially began.

In an instant, one after another, energetic young figures emerged from the numerous wooden houses at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.

Shen Xu was naturally among them. He was dressed in a green robe, his figure was tall and straight, two long swords were tied at his waist, and his eyes were sharp and murderous, making people dare not approach him easily.

This is because he had been searching for inspiration in the Blood Mist Sword Technique for the past few days, so he unconsciously acquired some of the Blood Mist Sword Technique's essence.

"Shen Xu, over here!" Wu Qi greeted Shen Xu as soon as he saw him.

"Who is this?" A young man in white was standing next to Wu Qi.

"Wang Bu, my brother Bu."

"Junior Brother Shen, I have long admired your name!" Wang Bu said, bowing respectfully.

"A little bit of fame, nothing to brag about," Shen Xu replied in return.

"Wu Qi, have you broken through?" Shen Xu asked.

"Haha, thanks to you, I'm now a sword cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation." Wu Qi showed his fist to the two of them.

"That's good! Elder Yan told me that even the tenth place winner will receive a very generous reward this year. I think you have a good chance of making it into the top ten, Wu Qi."

"Haha, stop flattering me, or I'll get carried away. It doesn't really matter whether I make it into the top ten or not. A lot of people are watching your bet with Shen Guangjian, Shen Xu! They all say you're bound to lose, but I think you'll definitely win this bet, Shen Xu! And you'll win spectacularly!" Wu Qi said firmly.

"I also believe in you, Junior Brother Shen!" Wang Bu said with a gentle smile.

"Since you two trust me so much, wouldn't it be a shame if I didn't win spectacularly?" Shen Xu replied with a smile.

"Shen Xu is telling you that Brother Bu is also a top contender in this competition. If you want to get first place, you can't avoid him!"

"Really?" Shen Xu looked at the white-clad youth in front of him and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. He must be the one who stopped Wu Qi when he and Shen Xian were fighting.

"It's just rumors spread by outsiders. I'm still far behind those real geniuses."

Just as the three were chatting, another leisurely bell rang out. Elder Yan Dagui, the outer sect steward, flew into the air on his sword, and then a loud voice resounded throughout the foot of the mountain, "All disciples who have registered to participate in the outer sect competition, please follow this elder to Fengming Mountain!"

Then it transformed into a sharp sword light and flew towards Fengming Mountain. Meanwhile, the outer disciples at the foot of the mountain, led by five outer sect deacons, also quickly headed towards Fengming Mountain.

At this moment, Fengming Mountain was also bustling with activity. Since this place was considered the core area of ​​the Qingzhu Sword Sect, there was almost no trouble from the invasion of demonic beasts. Therefore, a city was built at the foot of the mountain - Fengming City.

As a bell rang on Windcalling Mountain, the mountain lifted its restrictions on the city. Representatives from various cities and factions in the Green Bamboo Mountain Range then filed into Windcalling Mountain from Windcalling City.

Among the three major sects of the Green Bamboo Mountain Range, only the Green Bamboo Sword Sect is an eighth-grade sect, and only the Green Bamboo Sword Sect dares to invite various forces in the Green Bamboo Mountain Range to watch its outer sect competition. This is not only a confidence in its own strength, but also an invisible deterrent to all forces in the entire mountain range!

"Sect Leader Mao, bring your disciples!"

"Let them see the world, so they won't be so arrogant."

"Old Qi, aren't you just like me?"

"Haha, how could I not come and join in the fun at this grand event that happens only once every three years?"

"Patriarch Wang, I heard that your son has already reached the seventh level of Qi Cultivation at such a young age. It seems he will shine brightly in this outer sect competition."

"Haha, as long as my son doesn't cause me any trouble, I can't help but look forward to the rest."

"Patriarch Shen, your family's lightsaber is already at the seventh level, and I heard that it's aiming for first place this time!"

"Guangjian is too arrogant. There are many geniuses in the outer sect of the upper sect. How can he be so presumptuous?"

……

Conversations like these took place in various places up the mountain, with people constantly discussing their own children or speculating about who would win the competition.

Since the first day was the preliminary round for the outer sect, apart from some clan heads who were related to the participating disciples and came to watch, only some minor forces came to join in the fun.

Only on the third day of the finals will the real big names start to appear.

As the guests gradually arrived, the true protagonists of today's competition followed Yan Dagui's sword light to the foot of Fengming Mountain.

Many outer disciples lined up at the foot of the mountain, and Yan Dagui landed from mid-air at the front of the five deacons. The entire line was completely silent.

"Wind howls!" Mo Dagui shouted loudly.

"The wind howls, the wind howls, the wind howls..." The thousands of people shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the sky and lingering for a long time.

As the crowd shouted, a fierce wind suddenly arose on the mountaintop, howling loudly, and many people could not even stand still.

The many spectators observing the procession from the mountaintop, hearing the earth-shaking sound and experiencing the violent wind, were also deeply moved by the powerful shouts.

"Although we can hear these shouts every three years, it seems that we are always shocked every time we hear them," someone on the mountaintop exclaimed.

"The reason why Fengming Mountain is also called Fengming Mountain is because it can be summoned by sound to create strong winds and howling winds! I must say that the Qingzhu Sword Sect has chosen a good location!"

After the sounds gradually subsided, Yan Dagui took the lead in climbing the steps, followed quickly by the stewards and disciples. Soon, they arrived at the Fengming Platform, the venue where the Qingzhu Sword Sect had always held its grand competition.

Shen Xu had been to this place in his previous life, and the scene was still familiar, but it was not a pleasant memory.

The entire summit of Fengming Mountain has been hollowed out into a basin shape with a flat bottom, surrounded by viewing platforms, and at the very bottom are ten huge circular platforms.

By this time, quite a few spectators were already seated in the stands, which were divided into sections, with better sections offering better views.

Led by Yan Dagui, many outer disciples entered the interior of the Wind-Sounding Platform through the passage below it, and a series of cheers immediately erupted from the stands.

After Yan Dagui finished doing these things, he left Fengming Platform with the five outer sect deacons. Their presence was no longer needed there, and a black-robed elder replaced him.

"Now we will begin to divide into groups based on strength. The disciples at the fifth level of Qi Cultivation will stand to my right; that will be group three!"

About a third of the people walked out of the crowd.

"The disciples at the sixth level of Qi Cultivation are standing to my left; this is the second group!"

Most of the people walked out of the crowd.

"Then the rest are people at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation. You are in one group!" The man in black nodded silently as he looked at the dozens of people in front of him.

When Shen Guangjian saw that Shen Xu was also standing in the middle of the seventh level of Qi Nourishing, his gaze sharpened, and then a cold smile appeared on his lips.

When Mo Shan saw Shen Xu in the group of Qi Cultivation Level 7 cultivators, an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

"Because this outer sect competition is quite special, we will add a few more slots to participate in this competition."

The black-robed elder waved his hand, and a small door in the stone wall beside him opened, from which three men and two women walked out.

These five people were dressed in fine clothes and had arrogant expressions on their faces. They formed their own little circle and seemed unwilling to associate with the outer disciples.

But urged on by the black-robed elder's sharp gaze, the five reluctantly stood with the others. Shen Guangjian, upon seeing one of them, immediately showed a look of delight.

The appearance of the five people immediately sparked a discussion among the crowd. Shen Xu knew that they were the disciples of the elders that Wu Qi had mentioned.

There will always be privileged children.