Feng Ling dragged the Wudao people all the way and came to the top of a mountain, which was the highest place in the entire Baiye Mountain, leaning down and looking down, the entire sect could be seen.

"What the hell are you two doing?" The Wudao people were very puzzled, looking at Feng Ling and Zhang Yi with a big headache.

"Master, the two of us came here yesterday and found a stone cave, which is the word left by the ancestor of the mountain, Ling Hutao, the two of us didn't dare to move, so we had to call you here!" Feng Ling smiled with a smile on his face, Zhang Yi carried a long sword behind his back, and nodded to the Daoist.

"Nonsense, I don't know how many times I've been here as a teacher, I haven't seen any stone caves again, and there are any words left by the ancestors, you two, it's nonsense!"

"It's true! I don't believe you!" Feng Ling hurriedly said, for fear that the Daoist wouldn't believe him.

Feng Ling stretched out his hand and pointed, Zhang Yi directly grabbed the sleeve of the Wudao man and walked towards a low bush.

"Hey, what are you doing? Hey......"

With a "bang", a hole was opened in the whole bush, and a swarthy hole was revealed.

"Now, look, the disciple didn't lie to you!"

Zhang Yi nodded, "I didn't lie to you!"

"Hey, it's really there! Strange, why hasn't the teacher found it before?"

After a pause, the Wudao man waved his hand and a sword light slammed into the hole, and for a long time, only the sound of the sword light slashing into the stone wall came out.

"We have explored, the inside is very small, like a small cave, a little inside the hole, is the words left by the ancestor, but we can't understand it!"

"I don't understand! What words you still can't understand?" The face of the Wudao people is full of incredulity, the words that can't be understood are ancient inscriptions?

"It's not an inscription, it doesn't match the inscription, I feel like it's a word!" Zhang Yi said on the side, the Wudao people no longer hesitated, lowered their bodies and crawled directly into the hole, stretched out their heads to look, and sure enough, there were many strange symbols engraved not far away, like words, but they didn't know any of them.

There is no breath fluctuation that the inscription should have!

At the end of the full symbols, there are three words that can be understood by the people of Wudao - Linghu Tao!

No wonder Feng Ling said that this matter made Hu Tao's words, it seems that it is, but what are these symbols?

Turned around and went out, and glanced at Feng Ling, "Go, where is that attic in the back mountain, call your uncle!"

"Oh, Xiao Yi, go!" Feng Ling turned around and commanded towards Zhang Yi.

Huh's slap slapped directly on the head, and the Wudao man glared, "I told you to go!

"Come on, come on, I'll go!" muttered as Feng Ling swooped down the hill at breakneck speed.

In less than a while, Lu Feng slipped Feng Ling in his hand and stepped on the flying sword all the way to the mountain.

He smiled at the Wudao people, threw it casually, and Feng Ling rolled aside, "Ah......h

"Shut up!" Lu Feng said the word, Feng Ling closed his mouth directly, his face full of grievances.

The Wudao man stretched out his hand and pointed towards the stone cave, and the bushes in front of the cave had been cleared, revealing the entrance of the stone cave.

Walking to the cave, Lu Feng looked up at the various symbols on the stone wall, and then looked at the last three words "Ling Hutao", and was silent!

After a long time, Lu Feng shook his head, "I guessed well, this is Sanskrit!"

"Sanskrit?" asked Feng Ling in surprise!

The Daoist glared, Feng Ling smiled awkwardly, and stood behind him without saying anything.

"Senior brother, can you read it?" asked the Daoist of Wuwu!

"I can't read it, you don't know it, the classics and materials in the sect were all destroyed in the last killing, and even the exercises we can only rely on memory to burn them into the jade tube to teach, how can we understand this Sanskrit?" Lu Feng sighed, there was no way.

The Wudao man looked up, walked along the stone wall a few times, and finally said, "Then don't care about this, anyway, this time the catastrophe is coming, it's better to prepare well if you worry about this." ”

"Well, you're right!" Lu Feng echoed!

"That being the case, Senior Brother, I suggest that you start the core trial directly the day after tomorrow, or quickly determine who the fourth sword is!"

"This ...... Isn't it too rushed? The day after tomorrow...... Okay, you can tell me to go down!" After a little thought, Lu Feng immediately agreed.

Nodding, the Wudao people looked directly at Feng Ling.

"Me again?"

"Nonsense, I'll leave this competition to you, get it for me, I and your uncle will go the day after tomorrow, if you can't do it, you'll be finished!"

Zhang Yi stepped forward and patted Feng Ling's shoulder, with a smile on his face!

"Senior brother, do a good job, junior brother will go back to practice first!"

After that, he turned around and left, who knew that Feng Ling's hand was faster, and he directly grabbed Zhang Yi, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, where are you going?"

"Master's account is for you!"

"Huh, do you want to do it?"

"!"

......

Everyone in the Kashiwa Ye Sect was in a commotion, and the core disciples were trying, which was a major event that could be said to change the entire sect.

At present, there are three core disciples, and the power is second only to the sect master.

But after a commotion in which all the outer disciples were gone, no one was interested.

Because what does this trial concern them?

Without stepping foot in the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, even if the outer disciples can sign up, who can defeat the monks above this watershed.

Almost all of them changed direction and began to bet, among the inner gates, there are seventeen people, who will be the next core disciple.

Zhong Fei stood in the crowd, his face was full of red light, and he said to everyone as a matter of course, "Of course it's Brother Meng!"

Immediately, someone retorted, "Isn't there still Senior Brother Zhang Qiancheng in the inner gate?"

Zhong Fei glared at the person who spoke, and shouted loudly, "What's the matter? You look down on me Brother Meng?"

Don't dare to say anything, Chen Zimeng, as a new inner disciple, is naturally very famous among the outer sects, but it is true that when they think of Zhang Qiancheng above, many people are not very optimistic about Chen Zimeng.

With a pout, Zhong Fat's face swayed, "Let me tell you, no matter what, I have confidence in Brother Meng, I think this core disciple is my Brother Meng!

No one cares about the excited Zhong Fei, although many people think that they can beat Zhong Fei, but behind Zhong Fei is Chen Zimeng, even if Chen Zimeng doesn't make a move, Murong Yicang and the five people are also a group of people with extremely high combat power.

I can't afford to mess with this fat man!

Chen Zimeng re-stored a batch of brand-new flying swords, looking at the flying swords full of flying swords in the sword raiser, he felt very satisfied, but the Lian Fenghuo suspended in the middle trembled very dissatisfied, Chen Zimeng pursed his lips and glared at Lian Fenghuo, "Don't make trouble!"

Then I opened my sleeves, and there was a small storage bag tied to the wrist of my right hand, which was full of talismans, of course, not a powerful attack talisman, just some auxiliary talismans such as array hidden talismans, spirit gathering talismans, and shadow talismans.

It's not that I don't like the powerful attack talismans, it's just that last time in the Mountains and Rivers Trial Diagram, the talismans thrown out by Chen Zimeng were all treasures at the bottom of the box that Ning Qin and Feng Ling had collected for a long time, and they were originally kept by Chen Zimeng to save their lives, but they were thrown out by Chen Zimeng without reservation.

Afterwards, Ning Qin didn't blame him, but his pretty face was full of pain.

Feng Ling was directly dumbfounded after learning the news that there was no one left in Fu Zheng, and almost sacrificed his flying sword to find Chen Zimeng desperately.

Chen Zimeng thought to himself, this is not to blame him, if you want to blame it, you have to blame the disciple named Qi Sanlie who he met after entering the mountain and river trial map, his attack method is to smash it with a talisman, and Chen Zimeng also got a lot of talismans after killing him.

I learned from him how to smash talismans and kill people!

Chen Zimeng shook his head, still a little regretful, those powerful and damaging talismans are now gone!

I knew I should have saved some money!

Three days were very fast, and the entire square was once again full of people, last time it was the inner door trial, and this time it was the core disciple election.

No one from the outer gate signed up, and Murong Yicang and a few people were going to sign up, but Chen Zimeng, who clearly knew the gap between the sixth layer of Qi cultivation and the realm after that, still decided to let them not participate.

Although this was Ning Qin's plan for them at the beginning, it seems that now the plan can't catch up with the changes.

So there were only inner disciples who participated in the competition, fifteen people, and there were originally seventeen, but Gu Xiaohe and Li Fenghao, who were taken away by Lu Feng, did not appear, so there were only fifteen people.

Feng Ling stood on a high platform to preside over the whole game, not taking the way of the inner door trial, but directly playing a one-on-one game, the winner advances, and the loser withdraws.

It was the first time that the two of them appeared in front of Chen Zimeng together, and the atmosphere between the two of them was still very strange today.

The Wudao people are dressed in black, and Lu Feng is dressed in a white robe!

The two seats were originally next to each other, but the Wudao people forcibly dragged their seats to the other half, and Lu Feng was very unhappy when the Wudao people dragged the chairs, "Yo, you're still energetic, you have the ability, move to the stage!"

The Wudao people turned their heads and ignored Lu Feng at all!

Feng Ling jumped under the stage with Zhang Yi, reached out and took out a disc, the two glanced at each other, and they reached out together to pinch the trick, the disc became larger, rotated in the air, and after a while, it became about ten zhang in size, and it was placed straight in the middle of the square.

"This is the competition platform, and now the participants in the election are here to draw lots to determine the order of appearance and the opponent!"

Feng Ling waved his hand, and a bamboo tube floated in front of him, with fifteen bamboo sticks in it, each of which had a number engraved on it!

"Since there are fifteen contestants, there is a blank lottery among them, and those who draw will be directly promoted to the next game!

Chen Zimeng didn't move, raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiancheng who was standing quietly in the distance, beside him, it was Pang Qi!

Chen Zimeng didn't think that the two of them would talk together, and sure enough, it didn't take long for Chen Zhao next to Zhang Qiancheng to quarrel with Hong Bing next to Pang Qi, Lu Caiyi, and Qianjiazi cheered for Chen Zhao, and the three people who had a deal with Chen Zimeng in front of Hong Bing also shouted for Hong Bing.

For a while, there were not many people who stepped forward to draw bamboo sticks in Feng Ling's hands!

Feng Ling was a little angry, looked at Zhang Qiancheng and Pang Qi and snorted coldly: "What are you doing? If you don't come up, don't come up, and you will be disqualified!"

Zhang Qiancheng and Pang Qi glanced at each other, walked up slowly, reached out and took a bamboo stick, and each stepped back.

Chen Zhao, Hong Bing and his party didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately stepped forward to draw their bamboo sticks.

Soon, among the fifteen people participating in the competition, Chen Zimeng was left without pumping, Chen Zimeng pulled his sleeves and stepped forward.

Feng Ling smiled and said to Chen Zimeng: "Little junior brother, good luck!"

"What?"

Feng Ling stretched out his hand and took out the last bamboo stick in the bamboo tube, shook it in front of Chen Zimeng's eyes, and then said loudly: "Chen Zimeng drew a blank lot, has a bye, and is waiting for the next one!"

"Damn, this luck!"

"Is this all right?"

On the square, the surrounding disciples looked over, and even Pang Qi was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Good luck!"

Chen Zimeng smiled slightly bitterly, so he had to step back and wait aside, Feng Ling jumped on the round platform in the middle of the square, stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, signaling quiet, "Okay, the people who drew lots just now each checked the number of the bamboo sticks in their hands, and the same number is the opponent, now, the two who got the number one, come up!"

The disciples outside the arena kept discussing, this competition would be of great help to them, and the monks who practiced Qi at the seventh level and above could learn much more than they could by meditating and meditating themselves!