Xiang Qing was helpless: "Senior brother, I have a lot of disciples, but Jin Linggen alone, even if I don't fight with you, I can't guarantee that other senior brothers won't fight, right?"

"As long as you don't fight, as for the rest, we'll talk about it then. Mingfeng is full of confidence, he doesn't believe it, when the little doll really sees him, will he worship him as a teacher?

"Okay, then you can take care of it here, senior brother, I'll go back first, and the golden spirit root won't fall into my hands. After glancing down again, Xiang Qing stepped on the flying sword and left.

Mingfeng was still lying on the flying boat, but his divine sense was firmly locked on Jiang Cicada. When he arrived at a cultivator, he wanted to stare at a monk in the Qi refining period, and it was drizzling.

Jiang Chan watched the children with spiritual roots chatting, and she was sitting cross-legged on the side, with the Xuanli Sword on her knees, calming down and cultivating.

I don't know why, she always has a feeling of being stared at. But after looking around, he didn't find anything abnormal, and Jiang Chan didn't think much about it.

Now that she is with the disciples of the Sword Sect, who dares to move her without a long eye? Besides, she has just come out of the bottom of the cliff for less than half a month, and she has no enemies.

Thinking like this, Jiang Chan's worries were all put down and he cultivated with peace of mind. She is a very good characteristic, no matter how noisy the outside world is, as long as it is what she wants to do, the outside world basically does not affect her.

Seeing that Jiang Cicada was cultivating diligently, Mingfeng took a sip of wine with satisfaction, and it was really a good seedling that he was optimistic about, so he rushed to work hard, and there will definitely be a place for her in this cultivation realm in the future.

Most of the people who came to test the spiritual root were accompanied by their families, and there were also a few like Jiang Chan, who had no father or mother.

In the evening, the first day of the Sword Sect's recruitment was over. Those children who have families will go back with their parents first, and also say goodbye by the way, and report here on time on the third day, Xiang Yuanzhe and they will go back with this group of new disciples.

As for those orphans, they stayed with the disciples of the Sword Sect, and Jiang Chan and the other two girls were left alone. These two girls are both Sanlinggen, probably seven or eight years old.

Whether it is in the cultivation realm or in the mundane, it seems that girls are more likely to be given up. Jiang Chan sighed, stopped thinking about this, and followed Xiang Yuanzhe over to rest.

Knowing that Jiang Chan has the cultivation of the tenth layer of Qi refining, as a foundation building monk here, Xiang Yuanzhe also inspected Jiang Chan's cultivation. The more I asked, the happier I became, and Xin Yi's understanding was too good, right?

Jiang Chan was helpless, Xiao Jin's life, she didn't know how many sword cultivators she had dealt with, Feng Qiwu was still the best qualified sword cultivator she had ever seen, and when it came to kendo perception, she threw it a few streets away from Yuanzhe.

However, due to the limitations of age and cultivation, Jiang Chan could only suppress himself and try his best to explain his thoughts in fairy tongues, and just like that, he still looked at the disciples with fine eyes.

In the next two days, Jiang Chan did not show up again, she practiced in the room arranged for her by Xiang Yuanzhe. When the disciples of the Sword Sect saw Jiang Chan get up early and swing his sword 30,000 times a day, they all understood why Jiang Chan was able to be a tenth-level cultivator of Qi refining at a young age.

The three-day Sword Sect recruitment has finally ended, and it is expected to depart the next day. Jiang Chan is holding Xuanli Sword, she will officially arrive at the Sword Sect tomorrow, Yun Xuanlin, Yun Linghai, are you ready?

Yun Xuanlin Cave Mansion of the Cloud Mist Sect, Yun Xuanlin, who was in the middle of the meditation, suddenly felt a pang and woke up from the meditation. It's strange, how could he suddenly feel this way, as if there was an enemy in the shadows who had locked him in?

After thinking about it for a long time, Yun Xuanlin lowered his eyebrows, as a cultivator in the Transformation Period, he had more enemies, where could he remember them all?

"Grandfather, grandson Linghai to meet grandfather. A crisp voice sounded, and a boy about one meter tall walked into Yun Xuanlin's cave and saluted Yun Xuanlin.

Seeing his proud little grandson, Yun Xuanlin's face showed a gentle smile: "Today's cultivation task has been completed?"

"Yes, it's done. ”

Yun Linghai and Yun Xuanlin here are the ancestors and grandsons, and here Jiang Chan and more than twenty disciples boarded the flying sword of the disciples of the Sword Sect. Jiang Chan stood behind Xiang Yuanzhe, looking at the rivers and mountains below the flying sword, Jiang Chan pursed his lips, for Mao must build a foundation before he can fly with the sword?

The flying sword flew very quickly, and Jiang Chan stood on the flying sword, looking very calm, not at all like other children chattering with curiosity on their faces.

Xiang Yuanzhe was also secretly observing his little junior brother, and in the past few days, he has come to such a conclusion, he is too calm, too hard, and there are not many expressions on his face, so he is relatively indifferent.

As if nothing could arouse his inner interest, his expression softened only when he saw his sword. Although the sword of sword cultivation is the most precious thing in life, but junior brother, if you think so, you will be a single dog for the rest of your life!

Xiang Yuanzhe sneered, and the flying sword seemed to have passed through a layer of enchantment. As soon as he crossed the enchantment, Jiang Chan was shocked, and the aura in the air was so thick.

Compared with the secular world, it is really a heaven and an earth, no wonder everyone has sharpened their heads and wants to go to the immortal cultivation world. As soon as he came into contact with such a rich aura, the pores of Jiang Chan's whole body seemed to be opened.

She had been pressing her cultivation before, and she would only advance after she worked hard to temper and solidify. This also makes her cultivation more stable, and at the same time, she can have more combat power.

But as soon as he arrived at the immortal cultivation realm, Jiang Chan couldn't hold it down. Originally, she had been in the tenth layer of Qi cultivation for more than half a year, but now that she stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, her advancement was even more natural.

Xiang Yuanzhe only felt that the cultivation of the junior disciple behind him was rising, and he soon broke through to the eleventh layer of qi refining. Xiang Yuanzhe glared, okay, the little junior brother is a genius, he must not be able to compare.

But the eleventh layer of qi refining at the age of eleven, isn't it too exaggerated? If he follows his speed, is it going to refresh the record of the earliest foundation building in the immortal cultivation realm?

As we all know, the youngest foundation-building monk in the Immortal Cultivation Realm was Kunshan of the Kunlun Sect, who was sixteen years old at the time. Now the little junior brother is only eleven years old, and five years is enough time for him to build a foundation!

The more Xiang Yuanzhe thought about it, the hotter his heart became, such a proud son of heaven fell into their Sword Sect?

Jiang Chan didn't know Xiang Yuanzhe's joy and excitement, the advancement was only a momentary process, and soon she continued to consolidate her cultivation and never looked at the scenery below again.

She is now pressed for time, she must seize the time to consolidate her cultivation, according to her understanding, all disciples who are beginners must go to the path of conscience no matter what.