Chapter Seventy-Nine: Being a Man Again

It has been eight days since he left the Yunshan Sect, and in the past eight days, Ling Yu has been asking around about the North Mountain, the Three Mountains, and the Southern Capital, but the most he has gotten is, "More and more Northern Mountain cultivators have entered the Southern Kingdom, the Western Desert, and the Three Regions, and they seem to be searching for all kinds of geniuses with some strange purpose. "There are a lot of geniuses that came out of nowhere, and there are quite a few of them, all of them were geniuses from hundreds of years ago, even thousands of years ago. "All kinds of strange secret realms have been opened, and there are countless treasures in them. "The concentration of heaven and earth aura has risen wildly, and many cultivators of the older generation have broken through the bottleneck of many years and their cultivation has risen dramatically. ”

In this way, Ling Yu only felt a lot of pressure, but he was still full of confidence. It's just that the matter of Kitanoyama's search for geniuses is full of questions.

"Xiao Yan...... You must wait for me, I will go to Kitanoyama to find you. ”

Just yesterday, he used the sound transmission jade note to contact Di Xia, but due to the distance, the sound transmission jade note could not be transmitted, and there was no response, and his heart was even more uneasy.

"In any case, improve your strength and raze the North Mountain!"

Today happens to be the day when the Faying Sect recruits new disciples, the Faying Sect is different from the Yunshan Sect, they would rather lack than overuse, recruiting disciples is extremely strict, not as simple as the Yunshan Sect, just testing physical strength and fist strength, the most important thing for the Faying Sect is the talent in the way of the sword, which is why the Faying Sect can produce both the "Eagle Peerless" and the "Sword White Clothes" The reason for the two geniuses, if it weren't for Yun Liu, a powerhouse who had been in the Three Regions for many years, and Ling Yu, a freak, who had been born out of nowhere, the final of last year's big competition would have been a battle between Ying Wushuang and Sword Baiyi.

Looking at the queue that had already formed a long queue, Ling Yu felt helpless for a while, the Faying Sect recruited new disciples on the first day of the new year every month, and only ten people were taken each time, but there were still so many people to sign up, at this moment, it seemed that there were no less than 100 people, and looking at the Yunshan Sect, it was better not to see it, it was really unsightly.

In fact, what Ling Yu didn't know was that since Ling Yu and Yunliu showed their skills in the Great Competition, the Yunshan Sect had recruited more than fifty disciples every day, and even many of them were from the territory of the Painting Sect and the Blood Spirit Sect, and the current enrollment of the Yunshan Sect was also very strict.

Lined up in the line, this team seemed to be pregnant in October, squirming slowly, lined up all morning, Ling Yu finally saw the signboard of the new recruitment office, in a house, there were several handsome men and women standing behind their backs, it should be the senior brothers and sisters who supervised the new disciples.

At this time, a girl who looked no more than fifteen years old ran out from under the signboard of the recruitment office, wiping her tears as she ran, apparently not being selected.

Seeing the girl crying and running away, many people around were talking, "This girl has lost the election again." "Why do you say that?" "You don't even know that!" "Something, say it quickly." "This girl is here for the fifth time. "What! she's failed five times?" "Yes, the threshold of the Faying Sect is getting higher and higher. "I'd rather have less than overuse, I like this. ”......

Ling Yu silently listened to the discussions around him, but there were ripples in his heart, "This Faying Sect Master is also a person, and it is really strange that he has raised the threshold of new disciples of the sect when it is not conducive to the sect. ”

Despite this, Ling Yu had confidence in himself, he was also the one who had defeated the sword and white clothes, and now that he was at the strength of the ninth order of the Yellow Realm, someone would want it if he went to any sect.

There was a young man standing behind Ling Yu, Ling Yu had never cared about him, but this person kept his eyes on Ling Yu's back from time to time.

Ling Yu's appearance at this moment has already turned into a tall and strong teenager under the changes of "Rebirth Sutra", and his aura has also changed a lot.

The young man looked a little cramped and uneasy, and wanted to greet Ling Yu several times, but he stopped talking and finally gave up.

What is surprising is the young man's eyes, different from Zhang Xiaoyi's "Cave Spirit Pupil", his eyes are even more bizarre, if you look closely, there are two pupils, and one of the pupils is gray-white.

Entering the "Recruitment Office", Ling Yu intuitively saw the strength of several senior brothers and sisters, the spiritual energy droplets in their bodies were all arranged in a disorderly manner, which was obviously different from Ling Yu and the others, and there was no fog, which was clear at a glance.

Among them, the young man sitting in the center looked like twenty-five or sixteen, his cultivation was exactly the fifth order of the Xuan Realm, while the other three were all below the Xuan Realm, one was the ninth order of the Yellow Realm, and the other two were the seventh order of the Yellow Realm and the fourth order of the Yellow Realm.

Knowing this, Ling Yu stepped forward.

"Name?"

"Huatian. Ling Yu's alias was Hua Tian, this was a name he had thought about for a long time before he came up with it, and it sounded good.

"Gender?"

Ling Yu was stunned, "Can't you see it?"

The Xuanjing youth said, "If you want to answer, you will answer." ”

Ling Yu was stunned again, "You're blind!"

The young man of the Xuan Realm must have eaten the gun medicine today, and when he heard that someone dared to scold him like this, he immediately turned into a coercion and rushed towards Ling Yu, Ling Yu did not move like a mountain, completely ignoring it, this coercion is simply a drop of water and a stream compared to the temple spirit gold.

The two looked at each other, Ling Yu was not stunned at all, and the senior sister of the ninth order of the Yellow Realm next to him hurriedly came out to play a round and said, "Oh, in the future, we will all be brothers in the same sect, and we can't fight with our own people." ”

The young man in the Xuan Realm didn't seem to hear it, his cultivation broke out again, and Ling Yu didn't seem to hear it, his eyes had become a little cold, and he looked straight at the young man.

It's not that Ling Yu is unhappy with this young man, this is all the credit of the palace spirit gold, it often uses coercion to suppress Ling Yu and the two, Ling Yu is naturally unhappy.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, those senior brothers and sisters all came out and waved their hands and said, "Senior Brother Lin doesn't have to be like this. "Little brother come to my side, I'll help you register." ”

Ling Yu didn't want to embarrass others, so he naturally walked over, but before he could stay there for long, the young man's words entered his ears, "Don't let me meet you in the sect." ”

Ling Yu smiled, turned his head to the young man and said, "Don't let me run into you in the sect." After speaking, he took the number plate given to him by the registrant.

This trick returned the other person's trick, and it came skillfully, the young man was furious, and his aura wanted to explode again, but Ling Yu had already ignored it, and the registration was completed, and the next test was carried out.

The young man standing behind Ling Yu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which instantly attracted everyone's attention, and even Ling Yu, who was about to walk into the backyard, turned his head to look at the young man.

The young man's face turned red, and he wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth in a panic and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm used to spitting......"

Everyone only thought he was weak and sick, and they didn't pay much attention to it, and turned back to do their own thing.

Ling Yu didn't think much of it, and walked towards the backyard to prepare for the first test.

The first test is strength, and in front of him is a dynamometer, and every time a boy punches the black stone that looks like a wall, a set of numbers composed of aura will appear on its surface, showing the strength of the body.

Speaking of which, it was the first time that Ling Yu had come into contact with a wonderful spiritual weapon like the Xiang Liji Stone, and it was really interesting.

At this moment, a girl was standing in front of the dynamometer, and with a coquettish sound, she picked up her pink fist and hit the stone.

Ling Yu frowned as he watched from the sidelines, his combat experience told him that such an attack would waste too much strength and would not be able to exert his true strength at all.

Whether it's "straight punch", "punch", or "uppercut", all have unique techniques, but each person has different skills depending on their physical condition, and this technique needs to be gradually accustomed to nature in endless battles.

Sure enough, as Ling Yu expected, the girl's punch only hit eighty catties of strength.

Ling Yu estimated that he used the strength of the dragon qi, spiritual energy, and the strongest punch in the bloody state of about two thousand catties, while his physical body alone estimated that it was only six hundred catties......

"Well, when I casually hit one or two hundred catties, I should be able to enter the Faying Sect. "Looking at the strength behind the names in the record book, most of them hovered around eighty or ninety catties, and few exceeded one hundred catties, let alone more than two hundred.

The people who recorded the results were two disciples, a man and a woman, and it was obvious that they had achieved the realm of perfection in the task of this record, and they could not even write it down without reading the booklet.

When he got closer, Ling Yu heard the conversation between the two, which was actually to redress the "grievances" of last year's big martial arts competition for Jian Baiyi.

Senior Brother said, "Senior Brother Jian is the leader of the younger generation, and he is one of the most powerful heirs of the future sect master, how can he be defeated by a fledgling little kid, there must be something wrong with this." When he said this, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Maybe it was that little kid who used some demon magic to make Senior Brother Jian's strength suffer greatly." ”

When the senior sister heard this, she felt that the senior brother's guess was very reasonable, and her head was about to fall off, and she nodded and said, "Yes, yes, how could someone as handsome and dashing as Senior Brother Jian be defeated by a little kid." ”

The two of them obviously didn't go to see the big competition last year, and they didn't know the hardships of Ling Yu's battle.

At this time, there was a new disciple next to him who was obviously a "fan" who had seen Ling Yu's indomitable body, and he was dissatisfied with someone scolding his idol, so he hurriedly said out loud, "Obviously, the sword and white clothes are not as good as others." ”

The sound was as small as the buzzing of mosquitoes, and it was as thin as a cow's hair compared to the various crashing sounds of the test site, but it was still heard by the senior brothers and sisters, and their faces were expressionless.

When it was the turn of the child who justified Ling Yu's strength, the two secretly recorded his ninety-eight catties as eighty-eight catties, and he lost ten catties, but unfortunately only Ling Yu saw it.

Ling Yu pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but in fact, deep down he had cursed this bullshit senior brother and sister thousands of times, and he couldn't wait to make insulting personal attacks on their parents.

But he finally held back.

Finally, it was Ling Yu's turn, Ling Yu handed his number plate to the two of them, and the two recorded his number and name, and Ling Yu strode to the dynamometer.

It seems to have returned to the memory of the youth, when Ling Yu really opposed his father's obstruction and resolutely embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he learned the technique of charging strength in a sect.

The first step is to stabilize your lower body. Ling Yu stood in a lunge.

The second step is to concentrate on the right fist. Ling Yu raised his right fist.

In the third step, bend your arms so that the fist is placed two inches away from your body. Ling Yu arched his arms.

The fourth step is like a bow and arrow, charging up and shooting!

"Boom"

Ling Yu punched out violently, looking at the extremely fast soaring power, the corners of his mouth showed a smug smile.

In the end, Ling Yu still controlled his strength, "One hundred and eighty-two catties." Ling Yu thought to himself, this can be regarded as excellent.

Ling Yu's one hundred and eighty catties, compared to the previous **ten catties, was different in momentum, and the people around him fell into different degrees of consternation.

At this moment, Ling Yu moved, and a dodge came to the booklet that recorded his power, and waved his hand, and the strength of the child who had justified his name before had increased from eighty-eight to one hundred and eight.

No one noticed Ling Yu's movements, and when they reacted, Ling Yu had already walked away, leaving a group of people behind him to look at his back.

He suddenly turned his head and said to the two senior brothers and sisters who were recording power, "It seems that I, a bad boy, really should be a new person." ”

But there is no mouth, but no sound.

Those two had never learned lip language, so naturally they wouldn't understand what Ling Yu said.