Fan Yu'er finally left Lin Sheng behind, and took Jiajun up the mountain alone. This whole mountain range is divided into six mountains next to the main peak, and there are many pavilions and pavilions looming at the top of each peak, especially the big hall on the main peak, which looks majestic from afar. Jia Jun secretly smacked his tongue, he didn't expect this Luoxue Gate to be so huge, it seems that the background is very deep!

Along the way, Fan Yu'er had already told Jiajun about the affairs of the sect. Even though he hadn't taken the introductory test yet, this senior sister had already completely treated him as her own.

To Jiajun's surprise, the entire falling snow gate was divided into two parts: the main door and the side door. The main gate is on the main mountain peak and is the core of the falling snow gate. The head of Luoxue and the monk at the peak of the Jindan period sat in the main gate, and at the same time, the core disciples of the entire sect were also in the main gate. The side gate is divided into five factions, namely the Spirit Water Palace, the Fire Turning Palace, the Listening Sound Palace, the Wind Palace, and the Holy Wood Palace. Each faction occupies a side peak. Each faction has its own hall master, that is, the master teaching, and these masters are all strong in the early and middle stages of Jindan.

The disciples of each faction are in competition with each other, competing together for the qualifications to enter the main gate. Only by entering the main gate can you get the most haode cultivation resources of the sect! The sect uses this method to force the disciples to advance.

Every five years, the main peak will give a promotion quota for the disciples of the main sect, and at that time, the disciples of the side door will compete and rank, and the top ones will be rewarded. Most of the side disciples are wandering in the Spiritual Breath Realm. And the first in the competition can be promoted to the main gate.

"When is the next martial arts competition?" Jiajun couldn't help but ask nervously when he heard this, he didn't want to wait for the last three or four years to enter the core level of the sect.

"Little brother, don't be anxious!" Fan Yu'er pursed her lips and smiled, "The next martial arts competition will be in half a year, don't talk about you, I don't have a chance! We have to cultivate for at least twenty or thirty years, and then think about that promotion." ”

"It's only five years to be promoted?" Jia Jun smacked his tongue and asked, "Aren't there more and more disciples on the side of the door?"

"Ahh How can this person with immortal fate be so common, not to mention that there will be disciples returning to the vulgar every year. ”

"Vulgar?"

"That's right! This path of cultivation is not easy to follow, and many people who can't go on will go back and worship them! The sect is not easy to force them to keep. ”

"This ...... The main gate is also vulgar?"

"Hehe, there are only a lot of people in the main gate who are still vulgar! The disciples of the side gate are also in the spiritual rest period, and there are very few in the foundation building period. And the disciples of the main sect are all masters of the foundation building period! They can only get good offerings when they are still vulgar. Of course, the great immortals of the Jindan period will never be vulgar, they are all immortals who can fly through the air, where can they still look at the fireworks in the world!" Speaking of this, Fan Yu'er looked envious.

"I see! No wonder the number of sects has never been large. ”

"Yes, what a pity!"

Jiajun doesn't think it's a pity for anything, the iron-beaten academy, the student of flowing water. It's only reasonable to get in and out more. It is impossible for every monk to practice for eternal life, that would be outrageous. Most of them are quite realistic, just asking for a long life and wealth.

"Master, your old man come out quickly!" Unconsciously, they came to a large hall next to the peak, and as soon as they saw the temple door, Fan Yu'er began to shout. There is no fear of ordinary people for the master in the tone, but there is a hint of coquettishness.

"Yu'er, there are no rules, you are the one who is screaming. A lazy old man's voice came from the hall, "Today it's your turn to guard the door, don't stay honestly, what are you doing when you come back? If you miss my future precious apprentice, I won't spare you!"

"Hehe, I can't miss it! You see I've brought it all to you!"

"What?" cried the old man in the hall, and rushed out with an arrow, "did you catch a fat fish?"

Jiajun was dizzy for a while, what does it mean to catch a fat fish? This old man is going to steam me?

"Wow hahaha! I really caught it, I really caught it! Old man, I waited for seven years, and finally caught such a well-behaved little fish!" This old man looked to be in his seventies, bareheaded, and his body was very thin, a typical old urchin. It was 108,000 miles away from the image of the hall master of the bone fairy wind that Jiajun had expected.

When the old man came out and saw Jiajun, he immediately became excited, rushed over and grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

"Master, I'm scared of other children!" Fan Yu'er pouted when she saw this, and shouted with a sinking face. Looks like she's been treated like this before.

"Okay!haha!" The old man stopped shaking, took Jiajun into his arms, and looked at it carefully. Jiajun, who looked at him, was cautious for a while. "Hmm!call the master!" he said with a nod at Jiajun, in a tone that was clearly childlike.

"Master, Master......"

"What's your name?"

"His name is Xiaojun!" Fan Yu'er still pouted, and Jiajun began to tell her and Lin Sheng his name.

"Hmm, Xiaojun, well-behaved, well-behaved!hahahaha!"

"Master, don't be like this, your old man! The little junior brother hasn't passed the entrance test yet!" Fan Yu'er said worriedly, "Hurry up and send him to the main hall for testing." ”

"Hmph! Test a fart! What kind of trick can such a big little devil have!"

"But the rules of the sect ......"

"Got it, got it! The old man will take him there now. You go back first, don't let Fifteen wait for you to wait until you are a nymphomaniac!"

"Master......"

After such a commotion in front of the palace gate, the old man happily took Jiajun's little hand and walked towards the main hall.

"Master, what do you call your old man?"

"Hmm, don't you call me old man and master?

"This ......"

"Hehe, old man, I have long forgotten my real name, I was ranked fifth among the senior brothers back then, and the master gave the law name 'Lingshui', which is the origin of this Lingshui Palace!"

"Ah, Master Lingshui, you have lived for hundreds of years, haven't you? I heard that the Lingshui Temple has been around for a long time!"

"It's not that old, it's only more than a hundred years! Before me, there were three halls in Luoxuemen. Now the latest one is the Holy Wood Temple! Old man, I've been in the early days of Jindan for so long, and if I don't break through, I'm afraid I'll have to return to the west!"

Jiajun knew that this shijie monk was difficult to cultivate, but after cultivating, his lifespan would be slightly longer than that of the monks of the Holy Spirit Continent.

"Master, you are also a flying immortal!"

"Haha!" The old man Lingshui was very happy when he heard this sentence, "Okay, old man, I'll take you to fly!" After speaking, he picked up Jiajun and got up and flew up, heading straight for the main hall!

"Ah, it's Lingshui Master! Why did he fly out of Lingshui Peak?"

"Who's in his arms?

In the air, Jiajun heard various exclamations from some of the disciples he met on the road. Could it be that this Lingshui master rarely goes out? But it seems that he is quite easy to get along with! The realm is the same as mine, both of them are in the early stage of Jindan, but you can study those spell skills that he knows.

"Are you afraid?" Lingshui asked with a smile in the air.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Master, put it down, let's walk!" Jia Jun has begun to admire his ability to sell cute and pretend to be stupid, or should I keep my image forever?