At night, Elder Zuo returned to Qingyou Pavilion, and naturally he also knew what had happened this afternoon.

"Elder Zuo, why isn't your old man in the sect?" Leng Ye asked when he saw Elder Zuo coming back.

"The Sect Master and our six elders went to the Land of Trials to make some preparations. Elder Zuo replied.

"No wonder I said why there was such a big commotion, and only a few elders went out. ”

"I know everything, I heard the Great Elder say that you used a secret technique, what kind of secret technique did you use, and you can actually improve your cultivation in a short time. Elder Zuo asked, Generally speaking, secret techniques have to pay a certain price to forcibly improve their cultivation.

"It's my hole card, I can't say it lightly. Leng Ye didn't know how to tell others about this, the taboo was directly in his body, and this kind of thing belonged to his own secret, and it was impossible to say it easily.

"I don't care about any of this, it's just that this secret technique is a trick to hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage eight hundred, I'm worried about you..."

Before Elder Zuo finished speaking, Leng Ye spoke: "Since I dare to use it, then I will definitely consider the harm involved, but Elder Zuo can rest assured that I will not cause any damage to myself." ”

"Are you sure?" asked Elder Zuo. He was a little worried that Leng Ye said this on purpose.

"Elder Zuo doesn't need to worry at all, if it's harmful to myself, I won't use it lightly. Leng Ye said.

"The sect master also knows about this matter, tomorrow the core disciples will compete, you should be able to directly get the quota. ”

Leng Ye smiled faintly: "This is the best, it saves a lot of trouble." ”

The rules for selecting people are more cumbersome, that is, they rely on strength to speak, and most people want to earn it, which is very long and requires challenges one by one, which is too troublesome, so this step can be omitted.

On the second day, the sect master issued a notice, and Leng Ye became the seventy-third core disciple, and directly obtained the quota of the place of trial, plus the quota of the head of the sect.

When this notice was sent, no one expressed dissatisfaction, but felt that this was well deserved, they had already seen Leng Ye's strength, and going up to question it was tantamount to looking for a fight.

After two days of competing for the place of trial, the two places were released, namely Xiao Ye, who ranked fifth among the core disciples, and Du Hua, who ranked seventh, and the top disciples were already cultivators in the Earth Spirit Realm and did not meet the conditions for participation.

The place of trial can only allow disciples below the cultivation level of the Earth Spirit Realm to enter, and disciples above the Earth Spirit Realm will be excluded, so they can only be fought for by the remaining core disciples.

Basically, every year, the top ten core disciples compete for these three places, and the core disciples who are ranked behind have no chance at all.

The main reason is that their strength does not allow it, and the core disciples in the top ten are not simple, and they are not comparable to those disciples behind.

There are still three days to open this place of trials, and each opening time is seven days, so Leng Ye is not in a hurry to cultivate for a few days, but sleeps in the Qingyou Pavilion, and sleeps in the dark and unconscious.

Although cultivators rarely sleep, generally speaking, it is much better to meditate than to sleep, but Leng Ye Xiuwei has only dreamed of the spirit realm after all, and it is not yet a mortal realm, that is, the lower three grades.

Since it is a mortal, how can there be a reason not to sleep, and I haven't slept well for so many days, and there is nothing to do now, and I am not in a hurry to cultivate, so I can only sleep.

It took two days to wake up, and when he woke up, it was already late at night.

"Gollum~" Leng Ye's stomach screamed.

"Let's go eat something!" Leng Ye touched his stomach.

Late at night, all the disciples had already rested, and the guys in the kitchen had also gone to rest, so they could only look for it and have nothing to eat, so if they didn't, they had to do it themselves.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, briefly lighting up the dark night, followed by thunder and heavy rain in the sky.

Leng Ye didn't care about walking in the rain, he had a faint halo on his body, but the raindrops hit Leng Ye's body but didn't wet his clothes, but he was blocked by this layer of faint halo.

When I came to the kitchen door, I was about to push the door open and enter, but I found a faint light inside.

"Who is still in it so late?" Leng Ye wondered.

Leng Ye pushed open the door and walked in, saying, "Who's inside?"

As soon as Leng Ye spoke, the light went out directly, and he didn't make any sound, he walked to the side and lit the oil lamp on the wall, and the surroundings lit up at once.

"It's strange that there was a light just now, and why it disappeared all of a sudden. Leng Ye began to look for it in the kitchen.

Leng Ye saw that a foot was exposed under the table in the middle, and he walked to the table and squatted down, looking at the people under the table.

I saw this person with short fluffy hair, messy like a chicken nest, holding the chicken leg with one hand, the steamed bun with the other, and chewing the chicken leg that had just been bitten off in his mouth.

The clothes he wore were even more bizarre, there were no sleeves, and there was this strange print on it, which is probably what Nike did, and it also printed this huge checkmark, and the pants were very short and only up to his knees, so he was wearing a pair of shoes with only soles, and there was a raised line in the middle of the shoes, and then they split off to connect to the sides of the sole, stuck in the middle of the big toe and the second toe.

Seeing that this person was dressed strangely and was not wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Leng Ye crossed his neck with a sword: "Who are you?"

Leng Ye suddenly took out his sword, directly scaring the chicken legs and steamed buns in the man's hand.

"Huh?" the man was stunned for a moment, then swallowed the meat in his mouth, and replied, "Hero, spare your life, why bother with knives and guns if you have something to say, I am a homeless man, hungry to find food." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed Leng Ye's sword away from his neck little by little.

"Hmph, our Qingyun Sect is heavily guarded, how can you let a homeless man run in, I see that you are dressed so strangely, you must not be a good person. Leng Ye said.

This Qingyun Sect can still allow a homeless man to run in? There is only one gate to enter and exit, and there are disciples who take turns to receive it for twelve hours a day, so it is impossible for a homeless man to come in at all.

"Hero, I'm such a bum, I'm here to find something to eat!" the man said.

Leng Ye looked at him with a smile on his face: "Do you think I believe it or not?" Say, what is the purpose of your coming to our Qingyun Sect, who are you. ”

"Ouch, big brother, don't you understand me, I said I'm a bum. The man said helplessly.

"Tramp, you can enter our Qingyun Sect silently, are you kidding me!" Leng Ye said, and then pressed the sword closer to his neck with a forceful hand.

"Hey, big brother, don't be impulsive, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, I'll tell you the truth, I'll tell the truth. The man raised his hands above his head with a look of surrender.

"Say it quickly, or I'll kill you. Leng Ye said.