Lin Chen stood on Elder Fan Wen's left, he was already a little used to the feeling of flying in the clouds, so he couldn't help but say what he thought in his heart, Elder Fan Wen took a sip of wine, glanced at Lin Chen with some appreciation, and said:

"Yes, your gaze is much more open than other disciples, there are people outside the sky, there are people outside the world, don't look at the turtle, Liaodong is very good in the Shanshui Sect, if it is placed in the entire Dazhou, it is too ordinary.

Alas, it's you, born with a bloodline inheritance, and your luck is also good, if the root bones are a little better, the chance of being selected in this selection competition is much better than that of the soft-shelled turtles. ”

Lin Chen's heart warmed, knowing that this was Elder Fan Wen's affirmation of his strength, he smiled faintly and said, "No one can tell the future path, and it is not necessarily a good thing to become a disciple of the Jade Emperor Sect, from ancient times to the present, how many disciples of the Jade Emperor Sect have been able to cultivate to become immortals?"

Elder Fan Wen's eyes bloomed with a strange light, and he felt more and more that this Lin Chen was incredible, obviously he was just a mortal orphan, but he had an extremely lofty vision, regardless of anything else, an immortal cultivator should have such a state of mind, how far the heart is, how far can he go, this is the unchanging truth through the ages.

"Hehe! I don't expect to be selected to join the Jade Emperor Gate for this grand event in the Imperial City, I just want to fight for Tianzhuang Pavilion. Lin Chen's gaze was firm.

Elder Fan Wen's expression was slightly excited, and he reached out and patted Lin Chen's shoulder.

At his feet, patches of ancient forests and cities were constantly left behind, and Lin Chen even saw the Tang Empire where he lived half a year ago, and the mortals in it were busy, like ants struggling for survival.

For the world, he doesn't have much nostalgia, in front of immortal cultivators, the life of a mortal is extremely short, and any fame, fortune and wealth are like a flash in the pan, not worth mentioning.

In the evening of the next day, Lin Chen and his party finally approached the imperial city, and when they arrived here, they could meet flying cultivators in the sky from time to time, many of whom were sect masters who had come here to participate in the competition.

"That's the Yangtze River Gate, what a big pomp. In the sky ahead, there was a sudden exclamation, and several sect teams suddenly stopped, staring at a group of cultivators flying past them with a stunned expression.

There are hundreds of cultivators in this group, each of whom is wielding a variety of fairy sword magic weapons, and some of them are even wearing flying treasure clothes, all of them are full of spirit and pride. Even the soft-shelled turtle and Liaodong and others were shocked by the scene in front of them at this time, and their eyes showed envy.

Lin Chen's face was calm, he had already thought that there would be such a day, so he was not much surprised. This Yangtze River Gate is one of the largest sects within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles in the Imperial City, and it already has the ability to take charge on its own, unlike the Shanshui Sect, which is a small human-level sect.

There are countless sects here, and their strength is naturally strong and weak, and a set of grades has also been developed for thousands of years to make it easy to distinguish. For example, the Shanshui School, a small sect that can only survive by relying on other major sects, belongs to a human-level sect.

On top of the human-level sects, there are some medium-sized sects with independent governance rights, and these sects are called prefecture-level sects, such as the Yangtze River Gate in front of you.

And a giant sect like the Jade Emperor Sect has an incomparably strong strength, and the sect heritage is extremely majestic, and it can also be counted here, this kind of sect is respected as a heaven-level sect.

Every heaven-level sect has jurisdiction over a large amount of land, and is attached to a large number of multi-level sects. After all, the strength of human-level sects is too weak, and if you don't find a backer to rely on, you will be swallowed up by other sects anytime and anywhere.

Every once in a while, the heaven-level sect has to recruit hundreds of thousands of new disciples to replenish fresh blood for the sect, and the role of the human-level sect is to collect potential disciples from all over the world for the heaven-level sect, and finally select the most potential among the countless disciples to enter the Jade Emperor Sect.

The Shanshui Sect belongs to this kind of lowest-level sect, and there are a lot of them in the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

However, in addition to human-level sects, those earth-level sects or families will also find opportunities for their genius disciples to send to heaven-level sects, if they are successful in cultivating in heaven-level sects and return to earth-level sects, it will undoubtedly be of great help to increase the strength of this sect.

Therefore, it is also a very normal situation that some prefecture-level sects will participate in such a grand event.

"Don't worry, a prefecture-level sect like the Yangtze River Gate will not be mixed with a human-level sect when participating in the selection, and the Jade Emperor Gate has another set of selection criteria for these prefecture-level sects. Elder Fan Hai on the side reminded everyone.

"That's good, but I really want to see how powerful the cultivators of the prefecture-level sect will be?"

"Don't mess around, the cultivation resources of the prefecture-level sect are much richer than ours Shanshui sect, and any genius disciple in it should not be underestimated. "There are elders with solemn expressions, they have lived for a long time, they have naturally seen a lot of things, and they deeply know the horror of the disciples of the prefecture-level sect.

When they arrived at this place, many of the genius disciples of the Shanshui Sect, who were originally full of confidence in themselves and always felt that they were a head taller than others, began to feel weak in their hearts. Looking at the sects passing by him, Lin Chen's expression became more and more excited.

In his body, there was a stream of blood burning and boiling. The cultivation world was much bigger than he imagined, and there were countless masters, especially those who had had adventures, which made Lin Chen couldn't help but have the idea of comparing himself with them.

Although he is very weak now, there are countless people in the cultivation world who can kill him, but one day, he can continue to surpass the strong one by one, just like surpassing Longhai, Gurney, and Yunlong in the Shanshui Sect.

Because of the ancient books, he was full of hope for his future, and he had a desire to cultivate desperately and stand at the peak of cultivators.

At this moment, he forgot everything, and even Li Yuting and Elder Bai became blurry in his mind.

"As long as I have strength, I can have everything, and the people around me can also be happy, become stronger, and I will continue to become stronger. There was a voice shouting in Lin Chen's mind, and the hot blood in his body was unprecedentedly high, slowly, slowly surpassing the thick warmth in the depths of his heart.

Cultivation is more important than everything.

Ahead, a huge city dozens of times larger than the Shanshui City towered on the ground like a giant, and at the feet, a series of jade-paved avenues led to this ancient city from all directions like veins.