As a third-order elixir, "Demon True San" has higher requirements for his Dan Dao cultivation, not to mention being able to refine it successfully, just obtaining this Dan recipe is a problem. He had seen it from the Hall of Merit, and there was no exchange of pills for "Demon True San", only a small amount of pills were exchanged, and the price was quite high, which was really not suitable for Zhen Yinjian.

Thinking of this, Zhen Yinjian couldn't help but feel worried, he hadn't thought of any way to get the "Demon True San" pill at present.

Let's put down the current troubles first, Zhen Yinjian plans to refine a batch of "Quenching Spirit Pills", which can be used to exchange for the moral points of the sect, and no disciple will dislike too much of this thing!

Just as he was walking towards the Hall of Merit, a bell rang through the clouds, Zhen Yinjian looked up in surprise, and found that golden waves appeared in the sky, and countless disciples rushed to the main peak square after seeing it.

Zhen Yinjian looked confused, he grabbed a gray-clothed fat handyman disciple beside him and asked:

"This junior brother, what's the matter?"

The fat man in gray was already very irritable when he was pulled by someone, and when he flicked his sleeves and was about to teach Zhen Yinjian a good lesson, he turned around and saw Zhen Yinjian's white clothes and seemed to recognize him.

"Are you Senior Brother Zhen?" said the fat man a little excitedly.

"That's right, it's me, this junior brother, do you know anything about this bell?" asked Zhen Yinjian politely.

"Senior Brother Zhen, you haven't been in the beginners for a long time, and you often practice in retreat, so I don't know. This bell means that a new disciple of the True Transmission is about to be born in this sect! Because the True Transmission is very important, all the monks of the Sect will come to witness when this bell rings. The fat man smirked.

"New True Disciple?" Zhen Yinjian muttered, could it be the news announcing that he had become a true disciple. Thinking about it, last time the sect master Lu Yinhuan had already said that he would give him the position of true inheritance, of course, it was also because he had obtained the most powerful inheritance of Danxu.

waved his hand and signaled the fat man to leave, Zhen Yinjian also walked towards the main peak square, he wanted to see if this true disciple was him!

At this time, the hundred-zhang wide main peak square was densely packed with disciples, deacons, and elders, and the number was afraid that there were thousands, and Zhen Yinjian was also the first time he had seen so many monks of his own sect. I saw the sect leader Lu Chuanshen flying out of the Qihuang Hall and landing above the crowd. He glanced back and forth at everyone, stayed on Zhen Yinjian's body for a while, and said with a smile:

"This sect is beating the Dharma drum to tell everyone that a new true disciple has been born!"

The beings were in an uproar, and the noisy sounds merged into an ocean. Some people were happy, others were hesitant, and some were shocked......

The heavy expression can see the various states in the world, and the name of a true disciple has attracted so much attention from these thousands of monks, and it is indeed an intoxicating status!

"May I ask the sect master, who is this true disciple?" asked a handsome white-clothed disciple in the crowd excitedly. He has been in the sect for a long time, he has always accumulated merits, and he has recently made further progress in cultivation, and he feels that he is very close to the position of a true disciple, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Haha, this sect sells a pass, this person is less than twenty-five years old!" Lu Chuanshen fell into the clouds, handsome and handsome, with a warm smile.

Hearing this, the sword-granting disciple's face changed, and his expression was very depressed. He is over thirty years old, so naturally he is not the person the sect master said.

"I wonder what skills this person has that are enough to be worthy of the position of true inheritance?" Wu Dong in the crowd took a step forward and asked slowly. His eyes were gloomy, as if he felt something.

"This person is a fellow practitioner of Dan Wu, all of them are extraordinary, and his martial arts strength is comparable to that of a true disciple, and his Dan Dao attainments have not been seen in the sect for hundreds of years!" Lu Chuanshen smiled and said truthfully.

Zhen Yinjian chuckled in his heart after hearing this, and the secret path was indeed himself.

At this time, many people in the crowd were talking, and most of them already knew that this person was Zhen Yinjian!

Because within the Qihuang Authentic Sect, he is currently the only one who cultivates both the martial arts and the Dan path, and both of the two avenues perform well, which amazes the sect!

Many of the Qihuang Authentic Sect people present were a little surprised, but they were not surprised. It is surprising that Zhen Yinjian has ascended to the top of the true biography so early, and it is not surprising that with Zhen Yinjian's performance, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a true biography.

But there was one person who was unhappy, and very unhappy. This person stood near the central square, he was dressed in black, his head was tied with a gold belt, and a huge golden word "Zhen" was written on his back, representing the identity of this person's true disciple.

This person is Qiu Xiong, the twelfth true disciple in the ranking, and he is the true disciple who was eliminated this time!

Every time a new True Transmission ascends the throne, there will inevitably be an old True Transmission disciple who loses his identity and becomes a struggling sword disciple again. This is the rule of the Qihuang Authentic Sect, the sect has twelve serving peaks, which means that there will always be only twelve true disciples!

"Sect Master, I, Qiu Xiong, am not convinced. If it is true that Dabi loses, I don't have anything to say. But I can't accept being belittled like this!"

Qiu Xiong is eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a body as strong as a bull, dark skin, and tight muscles. At this moment, his eyes are wide open, obviously unwilling to accept being eliminated like this!

Wu Dong glanced at a white-clothed disciple on the other side, this sword-granting disciple was several of his henchmen, and at this time he made a big salute to Lu Chuanshen, and said politely:

"The sect master is wise, even if Zhen Yinjian is selected as a true disciple, is there any problem? Qiu Xiong, are you dissatisfied with the sect master's decision?"

As soon as the white-clothed disciple said this, Qiu Xiong didn't dare to say anything, but the cold sweat on his head flowed.

"Sect Master, everything has to pay attention to qualifications, Zhen Yinjian has only been in the sect for more than a year, is it a bit too hasty to appoint the position of true inheritance so early?" An inner sect elder stood up and frowned.

"What's the hurry, where the sect master is in a heavy position, only meritocracy, this is the legacy left by the ancestor, is it wrong?" Ge Shan stood up at this time and gave a-for-tat view to the inner door elder.

"Hehe, I heard that the sect master's daughter Lu Yinhuan has a personal affair with Zhen Yinjian, could it be that the sect master is taking care of his son-in-law?"

Keng ......

Like the sound of a sword, Lu Chuanshen's eyes lit up, and a sense of oppression suddenly appeared in the air, suppressing the thousands of monks present, and everyone felt as if they were carrying a heavy load. And Wu Dong, who was in the center of the pressure, lowered his waist suddenly, panting like a camel man, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and his eyes were quite terrifying when he looked at Lu Chuanshen.

"The cultivation surnamed Lu has improved again!" Wu Dong secretly hated in his heart!

At this time, there was a dead silence in the main peak square, and the majesty of the Lu Chuanshen Sect Master sank deep into the hearts of everyone, and they didn't dare to take any offense.

"In the future, if anyone dares to tarnish my daughter's innocence, don't blame me for Lu Chuanshen's ruthlessness!" Sect Master Lu looked in all directions, and glanced directly at Wu Dong with sharp eyes.

No one dared to say anything more, and Lu Chuanshen paused and continued:

"I know you're not convinced, Qiu Xiong, I'll give you a chance, you can have a martial arts competition with Zhen Yinjian, if you can beat him, I will take back the order to seal him as a true disciple. ”

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Qiu Xiong smiled happily at this time, of course he could see that this was a perfect opportunity for him to show his strength.

He has been a true disciple of the sect for five years, and he is currently at the level of proficiency in the Spirit True Realm, and he has practiced the Xuan-level exercise "Alchemy Body", and his physical body can be called the most powerful among his peers. Although he ranked last among the True Transmission disciples, it was more than enough to deal with the Sword Disciples!

At present, the highest cultivation of the sword disciple is only the peak of the Spirit God Realm, which is a small realm for him, plus his exercises are also superior in the sect, so his confidence is not inferior to any sword disciple!

"Zhen Yinjian, do you have any opinions?" Lu Chuanshen asked Zhen Yinjian.

"I don't have any problems!" Zhen Yinjian said silently. His cultivation has been promoted to the peak of the Spirit God Realm, and 71 of the 108 Spirit Acupoints have been opened, which is already the level of most of the Innate Spirit True Realm Xiaocheng cultivators.

The more spiritual acupoints are opened, not only the faster the speed of absorbing spiritual energy on weekdays, but also the more powerful the power invoked in every move. The current Zhen Yinjian already has the cultivation of the Spirit True Realm Xiaocheng, coupled with the increase of his own Divine Emperor Immortal Body, it is enough to deal with the strength of the Innate Spirit True Realm Dacheng cultivator.

When Qiu Xiong heard Zhen Yinjian's words, his eyes flickered, and he said disapprerovingly:

"Senior Brother Zhen, the long edge is easy to break, and the rigidity is humiliating, Senior Brother, I advise you to polish it for another two years before considering the position of the true disciple, so as not to lose it when you get it, lose your confidence, and delay your cultivation!"

What Qiu Xiong said is not unreasonable, there are many monks in the immortal cultivation world who are proud of their youth and enter the realm very quickly, resulting in arrogance and impetuousness, and they often collapse when they fail suddenly.

The corners of Zhen Yinjian's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "That's worrying Senior Brother Qiu, my generation of monks should have dared to fight and tremble, and seek achievements in the Heavenly Dao, if they are afraid of the head and tail, and look forward to everything, it will be boring!

"You!" Qiu Xiong's eyes were round with anger, and the huge body of the black bear rose and fell violently, obviously very enraged!

Although Zhen Yinjian does not pay attention to the chores of the sect on a daily basis, he knows a little about Qiu Xiong, the last of the true disciples. This person once won the position of true legend in the five-year battle for the true legend. Later, because Wan Tiangang, who ranked first among the disciples of the True Transmission twice, suffered a fiasco, he fell into a slump and lost his true ambition. In the past four years, he has only stabilized his cultivation and refined his martial arts, but his strength has not improved much.

Zhen Yinjian's revelation that he had not been allowed to enter for four years was like humiliating him in person, how could he not make this Senior Brother Qiu angry?