Chapter 155: Ruthless Kendo 1
Maybe every master wants his disciples to be better, for this Qin Feng, he can't look at it well, maybe the reason is that when he was in the main hall, Liu Qingshan made Lin Xuan stumble from time to time, which made him unhappy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
He was relieved now, with Lin Xuan's current strength, as long as he didn't meet a disciple of the tenth-layer realm of the Qi Refining Stage like Xia Ziyou and Han Feng in the final round, he would definitely advance to the top twenty.
However, after a while, he frowned lightly, because there were still a few disciples of the ninth-level realm of Qi cultivation, and their strength was very strong, if Xuan'er ran into it, he was relieved, the disciple's Dao was taken by himself, so why did he bother.
On the second day, the east turned white, and the morning sun was rising.
Finally, the final battle of Dabi was ushered in, and all the twenty-five disciples who had won had already stood on top of the main hall, waiting for the arrival of the head and the ancestors.
And recently, there were a lot of unfamiliar faces, Lin Xuan felt their strong spiritual power fluctuations, his eyes shrunk, not only him, but many Qi Refining Stage disciples looked at these disciples standing on top of the main hall, and their hearts were nervous, excited, and maybe there was a trace of extreme desire to perform.
Because these are the elites in the sect, the best of the second-generation disciples, almost all of them are in the middle and late stages of foundation building, and there are also a few second-generation disciples in the early stage of foundation building.
Headed by Liu Yan, with a red Taoist robe and a tall figure, beside him is Zhu Wushuang, the second-generation disciple of the Ethereal Hall of Ice and Fire.
The rest of the people are also in the sect, there are famous and well-known people, but Lin Xuan's disciples who have come into contact with the foundation building period are really very few, so they don't know each other at all, but Liu Yan and Liu Mubai He knows, and there are also several halls and the stewards of the Dan Pavilion are also there, but he has a relationship.
Zhu Wushuang said softly to Liu Yan beside him, "Senior brother, there are actually two disciples of the seventh-layer realm of Qi cultivation, it seems that these two disciples have some ability." ”
"Heh, junior sister, don't you know Qin Feng?" Liu Yan laughed softly.
"Naturally, I know, but Uncle Li has put too much effort into him, a descendant, and pulled out the seedlings to help him grow, but he didn't know that this would harm him. ”
"Wrong, junior sister, you only saw the appearance, although this Qin Feng is a three-attribute spiritual root, and he has eaten countless elixirs, why is his spiritual power still so pure? Hmph, Senior Uncle Liu has a good calculation, this Qin Feng may have a special physique, and he can rely on the elixir to pile up the realm without causing conflicts, otherwise, with a three-attribute miscellaneous spiritual root, how can he control the Dao Yuan Sword, a superb spiritual weapon. ”
"Senior brother, do you know some inside information?" Zhu Wushuang looked at Liu Yan with some doubts. "I'm just guessing, but another disciple of the seventh-layer realm of Qi cultivation, if you can guess the calendar, then Senior Brother will promise to cut a piece of that fire marrow to you. “
Zhu Wushuang glanced at Liu Yan, but he looked at the blue-robed man with interest, thin, with a somewhat delicate face, but his figure was tall, standing among those disciples of the ninth-layer realm, and even the tenth-layer realm, he was not nervous at all, he was still looking at everything in front of him indifferently, obviously very confident in his strength.
"It's definitely not a disciple of Senluo Palace, that disciple of Senluo Hall likes to wear black robes, it shouldn't be a disciple of Dan Pavilion, if those alchemists have this realm of strength, they would have already looked at the sky, could it be a disciple of Uncle Roger?"
"Why don't you guess it's my disciple of Liuyun Palace?"
"Senior brother, although I have been in retreat so far, if there is any demonic disciple in your Liuyun Palace, the head of the sect will not hide it like a treasure. "You're wrong, you have been in retreat for a long time, but too many things have happened, you should have received the transmission in the cave mansion, Uncle Li and Uncle Weng died, but this disciple is very peculiar, he actually has the attribute spiritual power of ice and fire fusion. "What, he has the attribute spiritual power of ice and fire fusion?" Zhu Wushuang's eyes widened, looking at the young man, because of her special physique, she had suffered a lot from both water and fire, could this young man also practice the exercises she had cultivated, the next moment she opened her mouth wide, and said incredibly, "Could it be my Ethereal Hall disciple?"
Liu Yan suddenly felt dizzy, this junior sister is strong, but she has always been taboo to speak.
"Senior sister, when did you hear that a male disciple had joined the Ethereal Palace?"
"Then I don't know, senior brother, I don't want the fire marrow, just tell me. Zhu Wushuang was rarely soft-spoken, but Liu Yan felt a crisp in his heart when he heard it, and his eyes were no longer so unruly, flashing a trace of tenderness, but he quietly turned his head, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, he thought a lot, when he entered the mountain gate, he saw Zhu Wushuang for the first time, and the rest of the brothers and sisters, practicing together, in the blink of an eye, it had been nearly a hundred years, and suddenly he had a feeling of hatred for himself. "Senior brother, senior brother?" "Oh, senior sister, this disciple is a disciple of Uncle Mu of the Hundred Medicine Garden. "What?" Zhu Wushuang stared at the emaciated young man standing on the top of the hall in disbelief as if he had heard a strange news, and then turned his head to look at the several Jindan Stage Ancestors in the main hall, the old man in the green robe, why would he accept disciples after many years?
Yunhe Zhenren was the first to walk out of the main hall, and then all the Jindan Stage Ancestors came out.
On the last day of Dabi, today is to determine the final top 20 disciples, they will enter the spiritual pool to cultivate for half a year, this matter is a major event related to the centennial foundation of the sect, and it is not allowed to be sloppy, and today, many disciples in the foundation building period of retreat also walked out of the cave and came out to watch the battle, in order to see what outstanding people are among the three generations of disciples of the sect.
"You are all the best three generations of disciples in the sect, today's big competition is over, you will enter the spirit pool to cultivate for half a year, but only the best twenty people can enter the spirit pool to cultivate, and now you need to make the last effort, the competition is still a battle to win or lose, the winner will advance to the top twenty disciples, catch the fight, one person has a bye, the one who has a bye will compete again with the loser, and the winner can also advance to the top 20, and the last two places will be selected by our Jindan Ancestors from the final seven disciples The two best performers。 ”
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples suddenly showed a trace of fighting intent, the big competition of the sect has always been the time of fame, and it is already a proud generation to be able to advance to the top twenty-five, why do so many people want to be above the big competition, desperately show themselves, first, the reward is rich, and secondly, if it is favored by a certain elder and included in the door, even if it does not get the top twenty in the big competition, it is also a step to the sky.
"When is it time to draw lots. Roger stepped forward and drank loudly, spilling twenty-five bamboo sticks in his hand in the air.
The magic trick was all over the sky, and everyone grabbed a bamboo stick for the first time.