For a moment, all the monks looked at Jiang Fan, their eyes flashing.

To be able to make good friends with Lu Yi, Junior Brother Jiang is probably very talented.

Several people made up their minds to make good friends with Jiang Fan in the future.

Lu Yi and Jiang Fan talked about some things outside the sect, including Bai Yulong and Tie Man.

After all, Bai Yulong and Tie Man were not as talented as Jiang Fan. In two years, even if they traveled around, went through life and death, and obtained a lot of resources, they could only break through to the second level of foundation building. Although among the new disciples who entered the inner sect,

It's pretty good.

But compared with the old disciples, the gap is still very obvious.

In terms of combat power, the two of them could not compare with Jiang Fan. They failed to enter the top 1,000 on the trial list, and naturally they had no chance to enter the Donglin Ancient Ruins.

Regarding this, Jiang Fan had some regrets: "This time I enter the Donglin Ancient Ruins. If I encounter treasures suitable for Bai Yulong and Tie Man, it can actually enhance their strength."

Lu Yi said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang Fan has this intention, I believe Senior Brother Bai Yulong and Senior Brother Tieman will be very moved."

While the two were talking and laughing, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, it was Wu Qingfeng.

Wu Qingfeng's face was serious and majestic, completely different from the gentleness he had when he first met Lu Yi. He glanced at the foundation-building monks below and said calmly: "What is the purpose of this little competition? I believe you all know. What is the significance of the Donglin Ancient Ruins?"

It is a great opportunity for a foundation-building monk, but opportunities also require strength to fight for. If you don’t have the strength, even if you enter the ancient ruins, you will just lose your life in vain. Therefore, if you want to enter the ancient ruins, use your strength!"

Wu Qingfeng said some words of encouragement, and then indicated that the competition would begin.

The competition in the foundation building competition is actually similar to Lu Yi's previous competition in the outer sect. The top one thousand disciples compete in pairs, and the opponent is determined by drawing lots, which depends entirely on luck.

Lu Yi's luck was not particularly good. In the first game, he met a senior brother named Li Feng who was on the ninth floor of the foundation building.

Li Feng was handsome with a gentle smile on his face, but when he entered the ring and saw Lu Yi walking up, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

Lu Yi saw Li Feng's expression of despair and laughed dryly: "Brother Li Feng, please give me some advice."

Li Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said with an expression uglier than crying: "...Junior brother, you are too polite. Senior brother thinks that his strength is far inferior to that of junior brother, so he has to admit defeat."

No matter it was the disciples below or the monks watching the show in the sky, there were no surprises.

Wu Qingfeng and several elders looked at Li Feng who got off the ring and were also communicating.

"Li Feng is unlucky."

"It's really a pity. He ranks among the top ten among my Chiliu Peak foundation-building disciples. I didn't expect that he would meet Lu Yi in the first round."

"Luck is also a part of strength. Donglin Ancient Ruins is not just about chance. If you are unlucky, you may die soon after entering." Wu Qingfeng said calmly.

"That's what the Headmaster said."

"Luck is indeed important."

"…………"

The competition went very quickly, and after a few rounds, the top 100 were selected.

Every time Lu Yi meets an opponent, his face falls when he sees that the opponent is him.

There was no way, the strength that Lu Yi showed in the trial tower was completely invincible in their opinion.

Naturally, everyone immediately admitted defeat.

Lu Yi was not surprised by this. For him, participating in the competition was just a formality.

What surprised Lu Yi was that senior brother Jiang Fan successfully entered the top 100.

The top 100 disciples are basically at least eight levels of foundation building, but Jiang Fan, who has three levels of foundation building, is particularly conspicuous.

Of course, Lu Yi is not included.

Lu Yi watched Jiang Fan's competition and found that he had learned a pretty good golden elixir technique. It was so powerful that it was like a stormy sea, pushing his opponent out of the game.

Lu Yi sighed in his heart, as expected of the acquired water spirit body, his strength is indeed good.

At this moment, Lu Yi suddenly thought of something and said to himself: "I want to defeat Senior Brother Jiang Fan."

【Task】

Defeat Jiang Fan

Reward: A ray of artistic conception of water, 1 drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk.

Accept: Yes/No

Lu Yi's eyes lit up and he was pleasantly surprised.

It had been a while since he had competed with Senior Brother Jiang Fan, and he hadn't even released a mission. After all, the reward for defeating Senior Brother Jiang Fan was too low, so Lu Yi simply didn't bother to release a mission.

Unexpectedly, after awakening the Tianshui Spirit Body and breaking through to the foundation-building realm, Senior Brother Jiang Fan would receive good rewards again?

Wonderful!

A drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk every time is better than Junior Sister's reward.

Not only that, there are actually rewards for the artistic conception of water.

If he understood the artistic conception of water, Lu Yike would have mastered the three artistic conceptions.

It seems that I have time to have a good discussion with Senior Brother Jiang Fan.

By the way, I still have a drop of water spirit liquid in my hand. I won’t use it anyway. It’s better to wait until I come out of Donglin Ancient Ruins and give it to Senior Brother Jiang Fan.

When the time comes, Senior Brother Jiang Fan will be stronger and he will be able to get better rewards for his competition tasks.

Jiang Fan defeated his opponent, got off the ring, and returned to Lu Yi. When he saw Lu Yi looking at him, he was stunned for a moment and was a little confused: "Junior Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Lu Yi smiled: "I just feel that Senior Brother Jiang Fan has made such a huge improvement in strength after I haven't seen him for a while. I'm really surprised."

Jiang Fan smiled casually: "Junior brother, these words are a bit of a joke. My progress is not worth mentioning compared with junior brother."

Lu Yi smiled: "That can't be said like that. Everyone has his or her own strengths. Senior Brother Jiang Fan's skills are very eye-catching. If we have free time, we can learn from each other again."

Hearing this, Jiang Fan's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "In this case, of course that's the best."

In fact, he naturally wanted to compete with Lu Yi. After all, Lu Yi's talent and strength were there, and the competition would be quite helpful to him.

But before, his strength was quite different from Lu Yi's, and he couldn't shamelessly propose a discussion with Lu Yi. Unexpectedly, Lu Yi actually proposed it now, and Jiang Fan naturally had no reason to refuse.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh, Junior Brother Lu is so kind. Does he want to help me improve my strength?

Jiang Fan was moved in his heart. Junior Brother Lu was so kind to him.

The competition continued, and after the first hundred, the competition became more intense.

Even the monks who are on the eighth or ninth floor of the Foundation Establishment are somewhat incapable of doing so.

However, for the opportunity of Donglin's ancient ruins, even though he knew he was losing, he still had to fight, and the battle became more intense.

Although Jiang Fan has practiced a golden elixir technique to a very advanced level, dangers are beginning to arise.

Just when Lu Yi was thinking about whether to help him, Jiang Fan actually took out an extremely powerful magic weapon. It was a white vial that looked a little shabby. A large amount of mysterious water escaped from the bottle.

Under Jiang Fan's control, it can attack and defend, and is quite powerful.

Even monks at the peak of foundation building cannot break Xuanshui's defense.

This actually attracted quite a bit of attention.

Lu Yi glanced over it, and with his almost metamorphic mental perception, he could feel that this vial contained powerful power, which might be enough to threaten low-level Jindan monks.

This is a top-grade magic weapon, even close to the power of a low-grade treasure.

Lu Yi felt weird, this should be Senior Brother Jiang Fan's opportunity.

As expected of people with Fan in their names, they are indeed lucky.

This magic weapon seems to be somewhat damaged. If it is repaired, it may be stronger.

Although Jiang Fan didn't have enough cultivation and it was a bit difficult to use this magic weapon, Jiang Fan really broke into the top twenty.

Finally, the top twenty were decided. Lu Yi and Jiang Fan were among them. In addition, there were five senior brothers and sisters who were at the peak of Foundation Establishment. The others were all at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

Lu Yi never made a single move from the time he participated in the competition to the end. He even doubted whether he was here to watch the show, and felt a little helpless.
Chapter completed!