"Why are there two suns in the sky?" Lin San stood in the medicine garden, tilted his head and squinted, looking at the two shining suns in the sky: "It's still one big and one small, it can't be mother and son, right?" Lin San has always been curious about the two suns in the spirit world.

"Stepping on the ......" A sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Lin San turned around and saw that it was Hai Mingsheng: "Huh, are you here to pick Shui Qinghua again?"

At this time, Hai Mingsheng looked haggard, his eyes were blank, and he was walking a little staggeringly.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin San stepped forward and helped Hai Mingsheng.

Hemingsheng shook his head: "It's okay, I just haven't slept for days." ”

"I haven't slept for a few days?

"Alas......" Hemingsheng sighed: "Because I made a mistake, the steward punished me, okay, I won't tell you, I'm going to pick the elixir, this is a warrant." Hemingsheng gave Lin San a piece of paper, and then took a small bag to pick the elixir.

Lin San saw that Hai Mingsheng was not in good health, so he took the initiative to help Hai Mingsheng pick the elixir together.

After all, two people have to work faster than one person, and after a while, Hemingsheng's small bag was full.

"Huh......" Hemingsheng exhaled: "Lin San, thank you." ”

"What are you talking about, we are friends, and it is right to help each other. Lin San said with a smile.

Hemingsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Okay, I'll go first, and we'll talk later." After speaking, Hemingsheng raised his feet and was about to walk towards the outside of the medicine garden.

Lin San personally sent him off, and on the way, he also told Hai Mingsheng to pay attention to rest.

After sending Hai Mingsheng away, Lin San picked up the kettle and began to water the elixirs.

A day passed.

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Hu Yong came to the Elixir Garden.

"Senior Brother Hu, why do you have time to come to me today!" Lin San greeted politely.

"Huh...... Senior Brother Lin, I'm here to tell you something. Hu Yong didn't hesitate, and went straight to the point: "In a few days, the Nanyue Kingdom Cultivation Immortal Sect Sect disciple competition will be held in Qingyue Sect, and now is the time for Qingyue Sect to determine the candidates, if Senior Brother Lin is willing, he can go to the 'Great Hall' to sign up, and after passing the assessment, he can represent Qingyue Sect." ”

"Cultivating Immortal Sect disciples in a big competition?" Lin San frowned.

"Every ten years in Nanyue Kingdom, there will be a great competition for cultivating immortal sects, and the winner will be directly awarded the title of the first great immortal sect in Nanyue country, this kind of competition has been held three times, and in the end, Qingyue Sect won. Hu Yong briefly explained.

Lin San nodded: "So that's the case." ”

"Senior Brother Lin, do you want to sign up?" asked Hu Yong.

Lin San pondered for a moment: "Will there be a reward for participating in the competition?"

Hu Yong smiled: "This is certain, as long as you can win, you will get a rich reward, to give you a little disclosure, I heard that this time the reward is a powerful magic weapon and a large amount of spirit stones." ”

"Magic weapon?!" Lin San's eyes lit up.

Hu Yong nodded: "It's a magic weapon jointly refined by several elders, and I heard that it is very powerful." ”

Lin San's time in the spiritual world is not short, and he also has a certain understanding of some things, generally people who practice qi to build the foundation can only use magic weapons, that is, weapons with aura, people who cultivate in the Jindan period can refine magic weapons by themselves, and the shape of magic weapons can be set according to their own requirements, for example, if you like swords, then when you refine, you will refine the magic weapon into a knife or a sword, if you like hammers, you can also refine them into the shape of a hammer.

The magic weapon is good, but it is a pity that it is quite difficult to refine, first of all, a large amount of materials are needed, the more powerful the magic weapon, the rarer the materials are needed, and secondly, it takes a long time to refine and cultivate, the magic weapon is spiritual, the longer the cultivation time, the greater the power.

The magic weapon is also divided into levels, and the better the refining materials, the higher the level of the magic weapon.

The Wind Chasing Sword in Lin San's storage ring is actually a high-grade magic weapon, the only regret is that when Ziling Fairy refined the Wind Chasing Sword, the materials used were not very rare, resulting in many of the effects of the Wind Chasing Sword not being able to play out, but after all, it was from the hands of the gods, and the power was still not small.

"Senior Brother Hu, how can I participate in the competition?" As soon as he heard that the winner would be rewarded with a powerful magic weapon and spirit stone, Lin San's heart was immediately moved.

"The steps are very simple, first go to the Great Hall of Deliberation to sign up, and then accept the test of the elders, and after passing the test, you can represent the Qingyue Sect to compete, according to what I pointed out, there are only ten places for each sect to participate in the battle, and the competition is still very fierce. Hu Yong said with a smile: "Now it is estimated that the entrance of the main hall is already full of people, you must know that this big competition is also a good opportunity to come out." ”

"I signed up right away. Lin San was an anxious child, and as soon as he heard about this good thing, he immediately couldn't bear it, but he stopped as soon as he took a step, and turned his head to look at Hu Yong: "Senior Brother Hu, can I ask you one thing?"

"You say. Hu Yong nodded.

"That, is there a master of the Yuan Infant Stage participating in this competition?" Lin San asked worriedly.

Hu Yong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You don't have to worry, the highest cultivation level to participate in the competition is the Jindan stage, and the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage will not participate in the competition." ”

"Then I'm relieved. Lin San exhaled: "I'm going to sign up." After speaking, he hurriedly came to open the medicine garden.

Looking at Lin San's distant back, the corners of Hu Yong's mouth curled slightly: "It's really an urgent child." ”

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When Lin San arrived at the Great Hall, the entrance of the Great Hall was already full of people, most of whom were disciples who had cultivated during the Qi Cultivation Period.

"I really let Hu Yong guess correctly, there are really a lot of people who have signed up. Lin San grinned secretly.

With so many pairs of eyes watching at the scene, it was impossible for Lin San to cut in line, so he could only obediently stand next to each other in the back.

Little by little, time passed.

When it was Lin San's turn to sign up, it was already dark.

Lin San raised his feet and walked into the main hall, and saw a large wooden table placed on the left side of the main hall, and two men were sitting behind the wooden table.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and sign up, there are still a lot of people waiting outside. A dark-skinned man looked up at Lin San, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Lin San came back to his senses and walked to the wooden table in a few steps: "Hello two senior brothers." ”

The dark-skinned man handed Lin San a piece of paper and a brush: "Write down your name and the ** you are cultivating, as well as your current cultivation realm." ”

Lin San responded, picked up the brush and quickly wrote down his situation on paper.

The dark-skinned young man picked up a wooden plaque from the foot of the table and threw it to Lin San: "Let's go to the competition field in the morning of the day after tomorrow to be assessed." ”

Lin San thanked him, took the wooden card and left the main hall.

The day after tomorrow is coming soon.

Early in the morning, Lin San rushed to the arena, and at this time, the arena was crowded with people, all of whom were disciples who had come to participate in the assessment.

A gong sounded, and a middle-aged man in a white robe walked out of the inner room of the arena: "Hello everyone, I am Wang Shuhai, the steward of the arena, and I am in charge of your assessment today." ”

Hundreds of disciples stood quietly in the hall, and none of them spoke, and it seemed that their personal discipline was not bad.

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