Bai Xiaochuan turned around and left the Martial Arts Hall without looking back.
Of course, he wasn't running after pretending. Since he had already made it into the top 30, he had to hurry and prepare for the Assembly of Patriarchs.
This was the real highlight of the show. Finding immortal herbs would allow Bai Xiaowan to have a place to use his pill refining skills, and would also help the ghost girl, Kang Lin, recover her cultivation.
Then, he would follow the path of the Foundation Establishment and officially embark on the path of cultivation. The first step on the long and long Great Way of the Longevity.
Now, Bai Xiaochuan had once again entered a state of frantic cultivation. He wanted to upgrade the three skills by another stage.
As for the Large Competition, Bai Xiaochuan didn't care at all.
He didn't care about Luo Yong and the Zhao Family's thoughts. As long as they were in the Falling Cloud Sect, even ten Luo Yong and the Zhao Family could not compare to a single Li Tai.
Having thighs meant being willful!
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. The Large Competition was nearing its end. It was time to fight for the top ten Qi Condensation disciples.
However, Bai Xiaochuan ignored everything else and focused on his skills.
Strangely speaking, Li Tai hadn't looked for Bai Xiaochuan in the past few days. It seemed that he did not know that the matter of Bai Xiaochuan causing a ruckus in the Martial Arts Hall was being suppressed by Luo Yong and the Zhao Family without a sound.
At this moment, Bai Xiaochuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was a monk meditating. Only when breathing did his chest rise and fall slightly.
In a trance, seven figures simultaneously appeared in the front, back, left, and right of Bai Xiaochuan. Bai Xiaochuan slowly opened his eyes and the seven clones followed suit.
He kept his body still and operated his martial arts. He disappeared from the bed, and in the next moment, he appeared in the courtyard. His body slightly shook, as if there were countless afterimages behind him.
Bai Xiaochuan stretched out his hands as ten streams of golden sword Qis shot out from his fingers, as quick as lightning.
Puff puff puff!
The wooden figure in the distance that was covered in armor was pricked all over. He already knew that this armor was no ordinary thing, and the wood person was made of extremely hard wood and flowered iron.
Bai Xiaochuan clapped. "How is it, Little Wan? Your skill has improved yet again."
Bai Xiaowan did not pour cold water on him, as he commented seriously, "Based on my observations, he is in his current state. Among the Qi Condensation disciples of the Falling Cloud Sect, you should not have a match. "
"However, the focus this time is on the three sects in the neighboring countries. The Five Poisons Sect, Azure Sun Sect, and Eight Extreme Dao. To be able to cause the three major powers of Chu to lower their heads, one can only imagine how powerful they are. "
Bai Xiaochuan nodded, "Yes, we cannot ignore these three sects. Furthermore, the Five Poison Sect should be a sect that cultivates in poison arts. Should I prepare some antidotes in advance? "
Bai Xiaowang said proudly, "There's no need for that! How can they surpass me in poison and detoxification? If I pull out a little bit of dregs, I can play them to death.
"I'll guard it in your body. I'll take all the poison that comes in." With me here, you will be immune to all poisons! "
Bai Xiaochuan's face lit up, "Not bad! You are Bai Xiaowang, the Sage Detoxification Hand? "
With this smack of his fart, Bai Xiaowang felt extremely comfortable. Bai Xiaowan beamed as he accepted the new title.
Just as Bai Xiaochuan was about to return to his room, Zhang Hui's voice came from outside, "Xiao Chuan, are you home?"
Bai Xiaochuan answered the door and said with a smile, "Brother Hui, you're free today to look for me?"
Zhang Hui handed over a storage bag, "Xiao Chuan, this is the profit from selling these demonic cores. There's a total of four hundred and seventy-five Spirit Stones.
Bai Xiaochuan waved his hand, "Do I not trust you? Right, three to seven points. And your share. "
Zhang Hui refused to accept it as he could not stand Bai Xiaochuan's pestering. In the end, he could only accept Bai Xiaochuan's good intentions.
Zhang Hui looked at Bai Xiaochuan and asked hesitantly, "Do you really want to participate in the Mu Ling Great Assembly?"
Bai Xiaochuan did not reject and nodded.
Zhang Hui sighed, "Old Dao and I originally wanted to participate in the Assembly of Patriarchs. However, the Large Competition has cleared us up. We are not far off from these top experts. Even if I go, I'll just be sending myself to my death. "
Bai Xiaochuan comforted Zhang Hui, "Why are you looking down on yourself, Brother Hui? "Cultivation is about a dao heart and a fortuitous opportunity. You will always wait for your lucky chance."
Zhang Hui adjusted his mood and said, "I'll use your blessings. If you go to the Assembly of Mourning Spirits, the people from the Codex Magic Hall and the Zhao Family will be there. These people probably have no good intentions. "
Bai Xiaochuan nodded. Zhang Hui did not stay any longer and turned around to leave.
Bai Xiaochuan returned to the house and continued cultivating. Bai Xiaochuan was one of the best in the Falling Cloud Sect just for his diligence.