If there were other treasures on Ling Chong's body, it would be amazing enough. Ling Chong reluctantly recovered his true qi, opened his eyes and saw a big face looking closer, almost slashing with a sword, and looked at it calmly, but it was Di Qian, staring at him with big eyes, without blinking, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Di, what do you look at me?" Di Qian didn't answer, his eyes wandered up and down.

Zhao Chengfeng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Ling, your Senior Brother Di is looking at what treasures you still have. Ling Chong thought for a moment and said, "By chance, I got a Blood Spirit Remnant Sword of the Blood River Sect, and I have exchanged the Ten Thousand Years of Wen Jade Sword Box with Mo Guyue of the Star Demon Sect, and I have entered the Sect Master. Other than that, there is nothing else on the body. ”

Di Qian showed a look of disappointment on his face and retreated. At this time, most of the winners and losers have been divided on the field, and the girl Fang Youde met seemed to be delicate, and she actually held a big sword in both hands, which was dozens of pounds heavy. Fang Youde was actually frustrated again and again, and the spiritual light of the Dharma that he had comprehended could not be used, and he only relied on a few half-handed Taixuan Shoushan swords, and was forced to turn around by a few swords from the girl, and the defeat was already achieved.

Ling Chong had a good impression of this arrogant big brother, and said to Chen Zizong: "Senior Brother Chen, that Fang Youde ......" Chen Zizong knew what he meant, and said slowly: "That Fang Youde is quite talented in comprehending the Dharma, but is it not a seed to cultivate Taixuan swordsmanship, and he can only practice himself, but it is better to practice Buddhism, and the future is great." ”

Ling Chong immediately understood that Fang Youde didn't have much talent in swordsmanship, but he had a relationship with Buddhism, but he wanted to learn swordsmanship with all his heart, so he would go far and farther, so naturally there would be no big show. Chen Zizong separated him from the girl in one place, just to let him think about whether to devote himself to the Taixuan Sword Sect and cultivate the sword technique that is impossible to achieve, or to switch to Buddhism and get rid of life and death. But it's a pity that looking at Fang Youde's posture, he has to go to the end with one mind.

Ling Chong kept silent, everyone has their own way of living, since Fang Youde has to learn swordsmanship, he will not stop him. Hearing Fang Youde's low shout, the girl twisted the sword in his hand with a sword, and she had already won this game. Fang Youde was depressed and could only be an outer disciple. The rest of the disciples 6 continued to divide the winners and losers, Fengxi County Lord and Li Yuanqing defeated their respective opponents respectively, and the victory was very easy, after the two of them won, they glared at each other for a moment, turned their heads at the same time, and snorted.

Ren Qing smiled slightly bitterly and said, "Li Yuanqing and Feng Xi are both excellent cultivation seeds, but the feud is difficult to solve, and it will be a trouble in the future." Chen Zizong said: "It's okay, the two of them have different qualifications, they won't worship the same elder as a teacher, as long as they practice separately, it's fine." ”

The thirty-one pairs of disciples have all won and lost, some of them are happy, and some of them are ashamed and angry, and they simply attack in a measured manner, and at most they are scratched and stabbed, and there are no people who have broken their hands and feet or are killed on the spot. Zhao Chengfeng shouted: "Wait and return the sword in your hand to the stone pillar, and then come to my place to obey the order!" Everyone hurriedly inserted the sword back into the stone pillar, and after waiting for a few breaths, they all came forward.

Chen Zizong counted the number of people, and when he saw that there was no omission, he raised his hand, and a sword light flew out and headed towards Taixuan Peak. In the Taixiang Palace, Guo Chunyang's eyes flashed, and he saw the sword light under the eagle's beak peak soaring into the sky, and smiled at the Weiyong Taoist: "Chen Zizong and they have already urged their disciples to pass the three levels, and they also asked the senior brother to take the lead, and let them wait to enter the Taixiang Palace and worship the ancestors of the past dynasties." ”

Wei Yong Taoist smiled and said: "In charge of the teachings, you should obey them." Stretching out a thin palm, the tips of the five fingers flickered with a millimeter, filling the hall in the blink of an eye, roaring out of the Taixuan Peak and straight into the bottom of the eagle's beak peak. The five-finger Xuanguang was only the thickness of the little finger at the beginning, it became longer and longer, and it became thicker and thicker, and when it fell under the eagle's beak peak, it had turned into a five-color rainbow bridge, which was several zhang wide, shining with all colors, and was very wonderful.

The disciples looked up, and a five-colored rainbow bridge greeted the sky, and the first time they saw such immortal methods, they were all surprised. Chen Zizong saw the Hongqiao falling, and said: "The family teacher has been practicing in the Taixiang Palace, I will wait to go up the bridge to enter the palace, pay homage to the elders of the Zhangjiao Sect, and worship the ancestors of the past dynasties!" Zhao Chengfeng shouted: "All the disciples obey the order, go to the Hongqiao, don't hesitate, keep your mind steady, don't sway, you will fall off the bridge later, it's not a trick!"

The disciples wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so they hurried onto the bridge. The bridge deck is extremely wide, and dozens of people are not too crowded to stand up, and finally Chen Zizong, Ling Chong and other five second-generation disciples also went to Hongqiao. Everyone went to the Hongqiao, but the Yongdao people seemed to have a sense, and as soon as the mana was collected, everyone saw that the higher they were from the ground, and they crossed the peak in the blink of an eye, and came to a majestic palace. Seeing that the immortal family is full of halls, there are five immortals and bones. Ling Chong had already inserted the sword weapon back into the stone pillar, his hands empty, and now he entered the Taixiang Palace for the second time, but this time he was a legitimate disciple of the Palm Sect.

Zhao Chengfeng shouted: "The disciples still don't kneel down to worship the Zhangjiao and the four elders!" Everyone hurriedly knelt and kowtowed, and shouted in unison: "The disciples meet the Zhangjiao and the elders!" The voice was quite neat, and the sound shook the hall. Guo Chunyang laughed, stretched out his hand, and said, "Okay, don't have those vulgar rituals, all the disciples have worked hard all the way, and get up!" The disciples got up one after another.

Mu Qianshan said with a smile: "Congratulations to Guo Zhangjiao for receiving a good disciple!" Cheng Suyi, Shen Chaoyang, and those who were in the same class as Ye Xiangtian also got up to congratulate, and the golden light ancestor's big voice came: "You Taixuan Sword Sect is also stingy, and you only accept these few people, and our Shaoyang Sword Sect has to include hundreds of disciples every year to teach Taoism, so as to ensure the luck of this sect." It's no wonder that you Guo Chunyang's generation has only two or three big cats and kittens left among the elder masters. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Bailian Dao people sank like water, Zhou Qidao people glared angrily, and He Baichuan sneered slightly. But the Taoist closed his eyes and hung the curtains, as if he had not heard anything. Guo Chunyang said with a smile: "What Jinguang Daoyou said is true, Taixuan has reached my generation, but the master has been killed and injured, and it is not as prosperous as your faction." Therefore, the mountain has been closed for a hundred years, cultivating vitality, and now Senior Brother Wei Yong has refined the magic weapon of his life, and Senior Brother Hundred Refining has also broken through the realm of pure yang, which is enough to suppress my Taixuan Portal's luck without falling. ”

"Now that the door is wide open, we can recruit talents, and within a few years, another good disciple will be born. Jinguang Daoyou, you see these disciples, it seems to be ordinary, they are all carefully selected people from this sect, the way of swordsmanship, it depends on sincerity, maybe among these disciples, there are also those who have cultivated to pure yang in a hundred and ten years, it is not known!"

Jinguang Old Ancestor snorted and chirped, his stinky mouth was too easy to offend people, and Guo Chunyang was famous for his narrow temperament, so he didn't dare to provoke easily.