At this time, all kinds of magic weapons rose up in the sky above the entire Tianquan Gate, and they all flew towards the main hall of each peak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Ye, is Senior Brother Ye also planning to participate in the selection of this sect?" an old man in a green shirt who was fifty or sixty years old greeted Ye Feng from afar.

Ye Feng, who was flying, paused a little and looked at the magic weapon, it was actually the senior brother Zou Bo who had received Ye Feng at the beginning. It's just that this Senior Brother Zou Bo is still at the tenth level of Qi refining, and his mana has not advanced an inch. "It's Senior Brother Zou Bo, is Senior Brother Zou Bo also planning to participate in this year's selection?"

The junior brother laughed, at the next age, the mana is still so low, and he has already rested on building the foundation. However, Senior Brother is young now, and if you are working hard, you may be able to do it, but Senior Brother Zou Bo is now at the twelfth layer of Qi Refining" Senior Brother Zou Bo suddenly discovered something, and asked with a surprised face.

"It's just a fluke," Ye Feng said vaguely.

"Senior disciples don't have to be humble, even those inner disciples with excellent qualifications, the progress of mana may not be as fast as that of junior disciples, with the realm of junior disciples, they are fully qualified to participate in the selection of this peak in the sect. Zou Bo said with envy.

"Could it be that there are any specific conditions needed to participate in the selection?" Ye Feng asked with some confusion after listening to Zou Bo's words.

"The junior brother has just started, and it is understandable that he doesn't know. Because the disciples who are finally qualified to enter the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, there are only thirty places in each sect, but there are thousands of low-level disciples in this sect, and it is naturally impossible to compete and select them one by one, so each peak must first select thirty disciples with high mana power from this peak before the real selection, and finally each peak is in a competition to determine the final selected places.

And because there are fewer disciples in this peak, and because most of the disciples are distracted by alchemy, the mana is generally not high, and it is easy to get a place in this peak with the twelve layers of qi refining of the junior disciple. Zou Bo explained in detail.

"Then according to what Senior Brother said, the average mana of the disciples of the Three Peaks of the Inner Gate is much higher than that of our outer disciples, how can we compete with the disciples of the Inner Gate. Ye Feng asked with some confusion.

"Senior disciple, don't worry, it's dangerous to go to the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, most of the monks who go here are those disciples who have been cultivating mana for many years and can't get in, how can those disciples with excellent qualifications in the inner gate go to risk their lives. Even if you cultivate with peace of mind inside the gate, there will be a foundation building pill given by the door, and there is a chance to build a foundation. Zou Bo said this, his face twitched, obviously looking unfair.

The two chatted all the way, but after a moment's effort, they flew to the front of the stone hall halfway up the mountain, and stopped in the small square in front of the stone hall.

The two of them didn't dare to slack off, and walked towards the stone hall, that Zou Bo was familiar with the road, the innermost part of the stone hall, the place where hundreds of zhang in the belly of the mountain, was the place where the disciples of this peak gathered and discussed things, the meditation hall

The two of them passed through the deacon's hall and saw that many disciples were hurrying towards the belly of the mountain.

Until an iron-blue gate blocked everyone's way, judging from the spiritual pressure of the gate, it was clear that there was a strong prohibition. On a large plaque above the gate, the dragon and the phoenix dance are written with the three big characters of "Meditation Palace".

And in a spacious cave outside the gate, there were nearly three or four hundred people standing, these people are standing together in groups of three or five talking quietly about something, it seems that almost all the disciples of the entire elixir peak have arrived.

However, these people were all disciples of the Qi Refining Period, and none of the senior cultivators of the Foundation Building Period were missing.

Ye Feng took this opportunity to take a good look at the disciples of this peak, it seems that the comprehensive level of cultivation of the disciples of this peak is really not high, let's just say that the disciples present now are mostly the ninth and tenth layers of qi refining, and there are not many of the eleventh layers, and the twelve layers are only thirty or forty people, but the thirteenth layer of the exercises has found more than ten people, as long as these ten people have a little bit of a magic weapon, they should be able to win in this peak and participate in the selection within the sect.

Among the thirteenth layer of Qi refining monks, there was a person who joined the sect with Ye Feng, looking at the age of that person, it seemed that he wanted to sit down and finally take a hand.

Just as Ye Feng was thinking about it, the door finally opened slowly.

Then a majestic voice came out, which made people awe-inspiring.

"All the disciples of the Elixir Peak have entered the hall," this voice was a little old, but it did not lose its majesty, Ye Feng could hear it at once, it was the Fan Master Ancestor who had accepted himself into the Elixir Peak at the beginning.

When the disciples outside the door heard this, they immediately bent down and saluted together, and said in unison, "Obey the orders of the ancestors." Then they entered the hall in a patterned manner.

The area of this hall is extremely large, nearly 100 zhang. In addition to dozens of tall columns, only a chair was placed in the middle of the front.

The rest of the place was empty, and the pillars were inlaid with pieces of polished prismatic moonstones, radiating a faint soft white light.

On that chair sat a diminutive old man. Covered in tatters, his eyes are blank, and he is just an inconspicuous beggar on the street of the mortal world, and others would never have imagined that this person is actually a Jindan period monk with profound mana. It was that Fan Shizu.

In the position a little in front of the chair, there are more than a dozen monks of the foundation building period standing side by side, standing in two columns.

As soon as the disciples entered the main hall, they immediately saluted Master Fan who was sitting on the chair again.

"See Fan Shizu"

"That's it, get up," Master Fan who was sitting in the chair said with a smile, and then waved his hand to make all the disciples stand up.

The low-level disciples below respectfully stood in two rows on both sides of the main hall.

That Uncle Fan's eyes slowly swept over everyone, nodded with satisfaction, when he saw Ye Feng, he couldn't help but be stunned, revealing a trace of doubt, he knew that more than two years ago, this little guy in front of him had only refined qi at the ninth level, and it had only been less than two years, and now he had refined qi at the twelfth level.

However, he didn't stay on Ye Feng for long, and after losing his mind for a while, he slowly spoke.

"This time, I'm calling you all here. Presumably most of the disciples knew. Yesterday, Benfeng had received a notice from Qilin Hall. This time, the Fog Hidden Mountain Range will open, and it will start in a month. However, because according to the previous convention. The opening of this Fog Hidden Mountain Range can only be attended by thirty people from each of the three factions, so we must first select internally from the Elixir Peak before we can decide who will participate in the competition. Fan Shizu said this calmly, his voice paused slightly, and then continued:

"Yesterday, several of our peak masters have already discussed with the fellow Daoists of the Qilin Hall, and the competition within the sect will be held tomorrow. But before that, I would like to give a reminder to my disciples who don't know much about the Fog Hidden Mountain Range. The periphery of the mountain range is the spirit stone veins of our three major factions, there are the elite garrisons of our three major factions all the year round, there is nothing to say, and the inner perimeter is the final destination, which is full of primeval forests accumulated over tens of thousands of years, although there are many elixirs in the mountains, but they are all over the place, and all kinds of demon beasts are naturally dangerous, not to mention, even if they encounter disciples of other factions, if they are not careful, they will also be killed and robbed, and lose their lives. Of course, the rewards for entering this place will naturally not be less, and one-tenth of the elixir picked can be owned by oneself and exchanged for Tsukidan and other items in the door. There are no other restrictions. Now give everyone a piece of incense time to consider, all disciples who think that their mana is profound, and are willing to participate in the competition, can stand up on their own. I have something else to say. Incense began to be lit under the sky feather. ”

"Yes, uncle. A middle-aged Confucian with a slightly yellow face replied respectfully. And quickly took out a bronze tripod from the storage bag and put it in the middle of the main hall.

Then he put a stick of sandalwood on it, and with a flash of fire in his hand, he lit it. A puff of green smoke rose into the air.

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