[Ran^文^Library][]. []. [com] "Ahem, it's Uncle Yu and they are here. 【For more exciting visits】" Nangong Lian coughed lightly twice, and the two people who were still talking immediately followed everyone's line of sight and looked towards the sky.

The sky flew by, and I saw three figures, soaring clouds and mist, as if walking in the sky, chic and natural, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The three of them are all dressed as Taoist priests, led by a middle-aged man, with two strands of white hair, tied around his sideburns, his head tied in a high bun, his face is serious, and he walks with his hands.

The two people next to him were a little second, one had a fat head and big ears, and half of the robe was untied, revealing a round belly as big as a ball.

The other man was in stark shape with him, with a long figure, as tall as a bamboo pole, standing behind the middle-aged man, looking very thin, as if he was so weak that a gust of wind could blow him down.

However, no one in the room thought so.

Especially Lin Ning, when he saw the three of them for the first time, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he didn't dare to underestimate the three people who came.

Because of the cultivation of these three people, even he can't see half of it, and the middle-aged man at the head gives him a feeling that is even more unfathomable, almost in the moment he sees it, he gives birth to the illusion that if this person makes a move, he must be invincible in the world, which is really terrifying.

The other two, although they are not as terrifying as the middle-aged man, are really not to be underestimated, but see that one-handed flying technique.

Without borrowing any magic weapon, just by condensing with the qi machine, he can also control the sky freely, and the speed is not known how many times faster than his magic weapon, and the three people who were far away in the sky before have already swept in front of the Taoist temple in the blink of an eye.

Falling down, without the slightest wind, the clouds are condensed and truthful, the fog is scattered but not chaotic, and it is easy to drive!

The monks present were all stunned.

Lin Ning's pupils shrank, and when he saw this with his own eyes, Rao couldn't help but gasp with his incomparably calm heart.

I'm afraid that the Venerable Master and Hong Lao who met in the Three Demon Mountains before don't have such skills, think about it, this Taiyi Sect is a thousand-year-old immortal cultivation sect, and there are so many people who have hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

"Could it be that this is a monk in the Yudan period?" Lin Ning's heart was surging like a sea, muttering to herself, but she was heard by Nangong Lian beside her, she couldn't help but smile proudly: "Yes, Senior Uncle Yu is one of the first of the six veins of the Taiyi Sect, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of the Dan as early as three hundred years ago, I am afraid that after a hundred years, he will be able to advance to the middle realm." ”

Behind him are Chai Qi, Master Chai and Ying Guanyu, Master Ying. The cultivation of the two also broke through to the late stage of foundation building in the early years, and this time it was the three of them who went down the mountain to choose people to enter the sect. ”

Nangong Lian changed her previous attitude, and introduced Lin Ning very enthusiastically, the fat one was Chai Qi, and the thin one was naturally Ying Guanyu.

When Lin Ning heard this, he understood why some people had been hostile to him when he came out of the Guan Nei before, and his own ten-fold cultivation was naturally nothing when he was placed outside, but in this group of monks, he was an opponent that no one dared to despise.

"How many people will you accept this time?" Lin Ning thought that since it was a selection, there must be a certain number of places, so there should be as many as there were present.

It's a big sect anyway, how can it just ask someone to come and fill up the numbers?

Nangong Lian covered her mouth and chuckled, very delicate, "Don't worry, there are more people than in previous years, there are fifty people, your cultivation is not bad, it depends on your qualifications, but your chances should not be small." ”

"Only fifty?" Lin Ning swallowed the foam secretly, and looked around, there were hundreds of monks present, this was still the number of fifty that was only possible after the expansion of the quota this year, if it was in previous years, wouldn't it be even less?

Thinking of this, Lin Ning smiled bitterly, this competition was so cruel.

"Everyone, don't be impatient." At this time, the middle-aged man on the stairs raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

With this dull sound, no one present dared to make a mistake, and everyone was quiet.

Then, Senior Uncle Yu glanced at Chai Qi beside him, and then he walked out with a shy belly, cleared his throat, and said: "I won't say much about the reason why you are here, the three of me are specially sent down the mountain by the Taiyi Sect to select people, and the rules for selecting people are very simple, as long as the cultivation has reached the eightfold or higher level of qi refining, you can participate in the selection." If you haven't been able to reach this level, please come back. ”

After he finished speaking, he immediately saw a small number of people in the crowd showing unwillingness, and had no choice but to go down the mountain.

This walk, nearly 50 people walked.

But there were more than 200 people present.

Lin Ning swept around and found that most of them were ** recultivation, and if he was ten, there were only a dozen, and he was secretly relieved to see this.

However, when he retracted his gaze, he saw that at the back of the crowd, there was actually a young man with the peak cultivation of the twelvefold refining weapon in the extremely inconspicuous corner.

It's just that because he was far away, he was hiding in the back, and Lin Ning couldn't see his face clearly.

After a few glances, he found that he had nothing unusual except for his higher cultivation, so he lost interest and turned his gaze back again.

Chai Qi swept everyone, suddenly his eyes froze, and he said with some displeasure: "Didn't you hear what I said just now?" If you don't have an eightfold or higher cultivation, you can't participate in the selection, so it's better to leave quickly, so as not to delay your time. ”

These words were filled with a strong aura, which emanated step by step, making many monks turn pale and breathe rapidly.

The words fell, but I saw more than a dozen monks who wanted to fish in troubled waters, gritted their teeth, and turned around and left.

"Okay, the rest of the people are divided into two teams, and with the two disciples in the sect coming to the temple, this senior brother and I will select you fairly. Of course, if you know that your qualifications are too poor, you can leave on your own and come back in five years. ”

The fat man spoke so politely, dropped a few words, and turned around with the middle-aged man and walked into the temple.

"Your Excellency, I will take my leave." Watching Nangong Lian leave in response to the order, Li Mingheng also hurriedly reported to Lin Ning to hug his fists, walked up the stairs, and organized the crowd.

More than two hundred people, each divided into two teams, Nangong Lian moved quickly, and after a few words of reprimand, those monks immediately lined up in a neat formation.

However, Lin Ning was divided into the team led by Li Mingheng, and he saw that behind the long dragon-like team, the young man who had refined the twelve weapons was also divided into this team.

I don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally.

He always stays behind the crowd and doesn't talk to anyone, and he seems very withdrawn, although many people are a little hostile to him, he is still indifferent.

This made Lin Ning curious, but just as he wanted to take a look, there was a crowd of people in front of him, and the team had already walked in under Li Mingheng's organization.

As a last resort, Lin Ning shook his head and entered with the crowd.

And the last young man, seeing his back from a distance, suddenly showed a trace of hideousness on his originally heroic face, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Finally found you, finally let this seat find you, this time, you don't want to escape from my palm, Lin Ning ......"

He watched Lin Ning's figure disappear in front of him, as if he was looking at his prey, and in his eyes, the cold light was like a knife, and he couldn't help but stretch out his scarlet tongue and lick it.

Lin Ning walked in the middle of the team, faintly feeling thorns on his back, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable......

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