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In order to come to the dojo, they set out a few hours in advance. You must know that it only takes a cup of tea to get to the dojo from Xuankong City. Even so, there are still a large number of practitioners who arrived before Yang Qi and others. Okay

The dojo is large enough, and although there are many practitioners who come, it is

As a practitioner of the monster clan, he has also transformed into a human form at this time, so he does not have to worry about falling behind others when entering the Tianluo Dojo.

Beside Yang Qi, a mid-level martial king heard this and couldn't help but chuckled and said, "What's this? I heard that a practitioner came forward yesterday."

yesterday?

Yang Qi's mouth twitched fiercely. When Emperor Yi preached, as long as practitioners in the King of Martial Realm could go and listen to the sermon, there were no restrictions. Besides, the time for the sermon had already been determined. Even if he arrived early, he would not be able to enter Tianluo first.

In the dojo, it is even more impossible to hear Emperor Yi preach first!

"Those practitioners who come here are basically high-level martial arts kings, and they are also the most talented among their peers. They come so early not just to listen to the teachings, but to grab the best listening position." Wei Yuan said solemnly.

“The best place to listen?”

When Yang Qi heard this, he looked at Wei Yuan in disbelief, and immediately said, "With the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor, the sermon can penetrate the entire Tianluo Dojo and go straight into the depths of the soul. It is different wherever you listen to the sermon."

?”

"No, it's different."

Wei Yuan shook his head slightly, looked in the direction of Tianluo Dojo, and continued, "Tianluo Dojo has nine seats. Apart from these nine seats, there is no other place to sit. Practitioners can only sit cross-legged and listen to the sermon.

"

"Is there anything special about these nine seats?"

As soon as these words came out, a King Wu next to Wei Yuan immediately asked.

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While the cultivator spoke, Yang Qi and others also looked at Wei Yuan. Among them, Wei Yuan was not only a cultivator in the Da Luo Star Region, but also a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm in his family, who knew the secrets.

It’s also the most!

"My Wei family once had children who worshiped the Daluo Sect, so they have some understanding of the Tianluo Dojo. The Tianluo Dojo was not refined by the Tianluo Martial Emperor, but was refined by the ancestors of the Daluo Sect. It's just that every

It's just a matter of naming each successor by his own title." Wei Yuan said. Hearing Wei Yuan's words, everyone was not surprised. It would be a waste for every generation of Martial Emperors to refine things like the dojo. After all, the refining is like this

A dojo that can withstand Martial Emperor level attacks may not be as expensive as a Martial Emperor level secret realm, but it may be more expensive than a cave mansion.

It is precious. For a sect, one dojo is enough and there is no need to refine more.

"There are nine seats in the Tianluo Dojo. The seats are actually nine futons. It is said that sitting on those futons to practice can help practitioners realize the Tao, even for practitioners in the Martial Emperor Realm." Wei Yuan

said in a deep voice.

Futon? Enlightenment?

As Wei Yuan's words fell, everyone finally understood why those Martial King-level geniuses had arrived in advance, probably because they were staring at the nine futon seats.

"It can actually be helpful to practitioners in the Martial Emperor Realm."

Yang Qi sighed, and then asked curiously, "What is the futon made of?"

"I don't know what it is made of. Although some members of my Wei family have joined the Daluo Sect, no one has sat on the futon. According to the news circulated within the Daluo Sect, the futon should be made of stone."

Wei Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The Tianluo Dojo will only be opened when there is a sermon. Normally, even practitioners of the Daluo Sect are unable to enter the dojo. Except for the few lucky ones, even practitioners of the Daluo Sect know exactly what the futon is.

What kind of treasure is it made from?

"Stone?"

Yang Qi's eyes narrowed, and he quickly recalled in his mind which of the stone treasures could be helpful to enlightenment treasures at the level of the Martial Emperor.

"Is it the Principle Source Stone?" A kind of enlightenment treasure flashed in Yang Qi's mind. An enlightenment treasure that can be helpful to practitioners in the Martial Emperor Realm, and it must be made of stone. This type of enlightenment treasure does not

It’s not too much. The most important thing is that this kind of treasure is probably not too big for those in the Martial Emperor Realm, otherwise it would not be possible to stay in the Tianluo Dojo. It suits these many conditions.

There are not many treasures for enlightenment, and the most likely one is the Principle Source Stone, which is a strange stone that can help practitioners enlightenment. It has been recorded in the inherited memory of Emperor Haoyang. When he was still in the Martial King realm,

I once owned a futon made of source stone.

"If that's the case, wouldn't we have no chance at all?" A King of Martial Arts practitioner said with a disappointed look on his face.

Although the power of space cannot be used inside the dojo, the stronger the practitioner, the faster the speed. If a high-level Martial King and a low-level Martial King rush to the same place at the same time and cannot use the power of space, it will definitely be

The high-level Martial King arrived first!

"It's not that simple. Although there are no restrictions on Emperor Yi's sermons, you seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, the dojo will be opened with a stick of incense in advance." Wei Yuan said with a smile.

The dojo is so big, and with the speed of a Martial King Realm practitioner, even if one cannot use the power of space, it only takes a few breaths to rush from outside the dojo to the dojo, but the dojo must be opened with a stick of incense in advance.

This time span is a bit too long.

When Yang Qi heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said, "Brother Wei, could it be that the time for this stick of incense is..."

"That's right." Wei Yuan nodded and continued, "The time of burning incense is actually the time for practitioners to compete for the position of the nine futons. Although there are no restrictions on listening to the sermon, competing for the position of the futon requires passing a test. Only

The first nine practitioners to arrive at the dojo can sit on these nine

Position!" As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up. If it was a pure competition, they could give up completely. After all, they are all middle-level Martial Kings, practitioners who came to listen to the teachings, and high-level Martial Kings.

They are not in the minority, and their degrees are ranked among the top among tens of thousands of Martial Kings.

Nine, even ranking before a thousand is probably a luxury.

But if you want to sit on the futon position, you need to pass a certain test. That's different. Strength may not be the decisive factor. These middle-level Martial Kings and even low-level Martial Kings have hope! Originally, they competed for these nine

The chance of getting the futon position is zero, but now, although the chance is very slim, at least it is not impossible. What if they pass the test first? Maybe they can become one of the nine lucky ones, and they may even be blessed for it.
Chapter completed!