"One thousand eight hundred and sixty-six plants, the number one in the previous trials was only a little more than a thousand at most, but Sima Tianchen actually collected one thousand eight hundred and sixty-six plants, this, this is too powerful!"

"That's right, just take an average of thirty Biling Grass for a late-stage demon beast in the Second Realm, wouldn't Sima Tianchen kill more than sixty demon beasts in the late stage of the Second Realm?"

"It's not a genius, he has reached the three realms of Huaqi at a young age, and his strength is too strong!"

After hearing the surprised voice of the registered teacher, there was silence on the hillside at first, and then there was an uproar, and countless Taoist disciples looked shocked and envious.

Beside Ling Anqi, Luo Kun touched his big beard, turned his head and said to Ling Anqi proudly: "Hahahaha, old man Ling, my performance as a bad guy is not satisfactory, right?"

Ling Anqi had a straight face, although he and Luo Kun were very incompatible and did not like each other, but they also had to admit that Sima Tianchen was the most outstanding disciple of the Ancient Xuan Daoist Academy for more than a hundred years.

Thinking that Luo Kun would always be proud in the future, Ling Anqi's face became even more gloomy.

"What's there to be proud of bullying some beasts in the Second Realm with the strength of the Third Realm?" Ling Anqi replied coldly.

Luo Kun laughed even more proudly: "Hahahaha, Old Man Ling, you are jealous, you have the ability to teach such a young and powerful disciple, so that he can also bully and bully the demon beasts in this mountain?"

Ling Anqi subconsciously aimed at He Yueming in the crowd, although He Yueming's talent is also the top class in the Taoist Academy, and he is still very young, but if he wants to break through to the Three Realms at the age of twenty-five, this possibility is very small. Among the other disciples, the sixth disciple Jian Hui was over thirty years old, and it was completely impossible, as for the newly recruited junior disciple Lin Le, his age was even younger, but a cultivator who had broken through from the Dao Tong, was it possible?

Ling Anqi himself thought this idea was too ridiculous.

"It's amazing! In this trial, Sima Tianchen must be the undisputed first!"

Beside them, the teachers of the Taoist Academy also discussed, looking at Sima Tianchen's eyes full of kindness, and even flattery, although their strength is all Taoist priests of the Four Realms of Huaqi, but if there is no great adventure, they may only be able to stop the Four Realms of Huaqi in this life.

And Sima Tianchen, with his potential, it is almost a matter of ironclad nails to break through to become a Taoist priest in this life, if he can win the first place in this Xianmen Conference, he can enter the Xianmen and become a high-ranking immortal, not to mention the strength of the Taoist realm in the future, even if he wants to reach the strength of the Taoist realm, it is not impossible.

After Sima Tianchen, more than a dozen disciples successively handed in the Biling Grass, but the results were very ordinary, on the hillside, everyone's attention was on Sima Tianchen, the first place was no longer in suspense, everyone waited for all the Taoist disciples to hand over the Bi Ling Cao, and the teacher announced the ranking.

"Hehe, He Yueming, how is it? Are you stupid by Senior Brother Tianchen's grades? I said, the people in your East Courtyard are definitely not as good as our West Courtyard. Hearing everyone's discussions, Zhou Peng lost no time in mocking He Yueming, because of the relationship between Ling Anqi and Luo Kun, the disciples of the two sides have been competing against each other, and the courtyards of the two deputy courtyard masters have been turned into the east and west courtyards by the people of the Taoist Academy.

He Yueming had a cold face, Sima Tianchen's breakthrough was indeed unexpected by too many people, and now Sima Tianchen was undeniably a disciple of the first day of the Daoist Academy, and if he refuted, he would only bring humiliation upon himself.

He Yueming clenched his fists and endured this breath. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw Lin Le striding back at the bottom of the hillside, at the end of the crowd.

"Senior Brother Le, you have finally come out, great!Senior Brother Le, are your grades good?" He Yueming strode up, and when he saw Lin Le coming out safely, his mood relaxed a little, and then, he couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Hehe, looking at him like this, I think I'm afraid he hid in some corner of the mountain for three days, what results can he come up with?" Zhou Peng also walked over, and seeing Lin Le dressed neatly, he smiled coldly and mocked unceremoniously.

Lin Le glanced at Zhou Peng, and said to He Yueming with a smile: "Thank you Senior Brother Ming for your concern, I don't know if Senior Brother Ming's grades are good, but I think there should be no problem in winning this gambling battle." ”

"Haha, haha, what a big breath, it turns out that your Eastern Courtyard is so fond of bragging? A stinky boy doesn't even know the results of his opponent, so he dares to say that he has won? I'll see how you admit defeat in a while!" Hearing Lin Le's words, Zhou Peng said with a smile angrily.

He Yueming had some understanding of Lin Le's character, and knew that Lin Le would not talk casually, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, but he still said with some uncertainty: "Senior Brother Le, how many Biling Grasses have you collected? Zhou Peng can collect five hundred and twelve plants. ”

Lin Le smiled and pretended to be mysterious: "Senior Brother Ming, you will know when I finish handing over the Biling Grass." Then, he turned to Zhou Peng and said, "Zhou Peng, are your Water Spirit Beads and Wind Spirit Beads ready? ”

Zhou Peng's face turned blue and white for a while, and he finally swallowed the anger in his heart, and shouted viciously: "Stinky boy, there is so much less nonsense, go and hand over Bi Lingcao, I'll see if you can win?"

Ahead, Sima Tianchen also turned his head when he heard this, and said with a light smile: "The Wind Spirit Bead is on me, as long as you can win Senior Brother Zhou Peng, I will hand it over to you immediately, and I will never owe it." However, if you lose, hand over the talisman pen here, and we will dedicate it to Master. ”

Zhou Peng's shouting attracted the attention of many people, and when he saw that Sima Tianchen was also involved in the gambling fight, the crowd suddenly buzzed.

"Is that Lin Le the newly accepted disciple of Deputy Courtyard Master Ling? He actually dares to gamble with Zhou Peng? In this trial, Zhou Peng can collect five hundred and twelve Biling Grasses, and he will definitely lose!"

"I don't think so, I see that Lin Le's expression is calm and full of confidence, maybe someone else has really collected a lot of Biling grass, and it has become a bamboo. ”

"Hehe, just by virtue of his new Daoist disciple, he can collect more than 500 Biling Grasses? I think he is pretending, but he can't pretend for long, and he will soon be exposed. If Lin Le loses here, and is handed over to Vice Courtyard Master Luo by Zhou Peng and Senior Brother Tianchen, then Vice Courtyard Master Ling's face will be ......."

Some Taoists believed that Lin Le would not dare to lie here, but more Taoists were full of schadenfreude to Lin Le, and Sima Tianchen's intentions were self-evident.

Lin Le shrugged his shoulders, walked past Sima Tianchen, came to the teacher in charge of registration, and slowly took out the Biling Grass on his body.

"Two hundred and ninety-eight, two hundred and ninety-nine, three hundred, three hundred and one...... He has more than 300 plants. ”

"It's not bad to be a new disciple, but it's a pity that it's far worse than Zhou Peng's five hundred and twelve plants. ”

Because Lin Le was the last to hand in the Biling Grass, the eyes of the people on the entire hillside were almost focused on him at this time, and many people even lightly counted the number of his Biling Grass.

“...... Three hundred and ninety-nine, four hundred ...... Oops, it's over four hundred. ”

......

"Four hundred and ninety-nine, five hundred...... Five hundred and ten, five hundred and eleven, five hundred and twelve, five hundred and thirteen...... What, he really surpassed Zhou Peng!"

Seeing Lin Le take out the five hundred and thirteen Biling Grass from his backpack, the crowd on the hillside was in an uproar, although everyone had just heard Lin Le's confident words, but no one really took it to heart, and it was not until now that everyone woke up to the fact that this teenage newcomer had really won!

"Hahaha, okay! Senior Brother Le, well done!" He Yueming waved his fist fiercely, as if venting the sullenness in his heart.

Next to He Yueming, when he heard everyone read the five hundred and thirteenth plant, Zhou Peng, who was originally proud, suddenly changed his face, his body couldn't help shaking, and Lin Le, who looked at the front of him, said with a face full of disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible! How could he, a kid who had just entered the Dao Academy, collect so many Biling Grass? Impossible!"

However, the facts were already in front of him, and he couldn't help but admit it.

In front of everyone, Sima Tianchen was also full of shock, looking at Lin Le's back, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he shook his head lightly on the surface, revealing a calm look that was willing to lose the bet.

In front of Lin Le, the teacher who was in charge of registering and cleaning up the Biling Grass also showed a trace of surprise, the young man in front of him, but the youngest one who participated in the Daoist trial all these years, he didn't expect to have such an amazing move when he participated in the trial for the first time, although his grades were not enough compared to Sima Tianchen, but it was also very amazing, and the other party was still Ling Anqi's disciple, so the teacher in charge of registration showed a smile and smiled at Lin Le with a friendly smile: "Lin Le, do you still have the Biling Grass to hand?"

Lin Le smiled innocently, touched his head, and then suddenly picked up the package on his side, and hung the package upside down with the corner of the bag with both hands: "Teacher, it's too slow to take a little bit, I'd better pour it, I picked a little too much, I haven't counted." ”

Then, in the stunned gaze of everyone, Lin Le trembled the package, only to see a handful of Biling Grass falling down one after another, and the height of that pile of Biling Grass soon exceeded the height of the Biling Grass collected by Sima Tianchen before.

"What? this can't be!" Sima Tianchen couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted like Zhou Peng.

"Smack!"

The pen in the registration teacher's hand fell to the wooden board blankly, but his eyes were still staring straight at Lin Le's pocket, as if Lin Le's pocket was a Sumeru Dao device, which could accommodate Qiankun.

Ling Anqi and Luo Kun's eyes also looked over, and they were all full of shock.

"Count, quickly count how much Lin Le has collected!" countless Taoist disciples couldn't help but exclaim curiously.

This book originated from reading books