Farming in the Immortal Mansion

At the end of the day, Zhao Yuanzhen, the leader of Yaogu Sect, led all the elders in the foundation building stage to the Taoist altar!

The entire audience fell into silence. More than a thousand outer disciples looked at the sect master and the elders with fanatical reverence!

Sect Leader Zhao was dressed in a white robe, standing in the air in the wind, exuding powerful spiritual consciousness in the late stage of foundation building, sweeping across the entire Taoist altar, and said loudly: "In accordance with the sect's practice, the outer disciples will compete before the competition. Select the talent and spiritual roots. The best ones can directly join the inner sect and become their disciples!”

At the same time, the elders behind him also unfolded their spiritual consciousness in the foundation building stage and scanned the thousands of outer disciples. After a while, several elders' eyes lit up, and they pointed their fingers and called them while holding the measuring ruler.

"You! And you, come here and measure your spiritual root qualifications!"

After measuring the spiritual root qualifications with the Tianzhi, the elder showed joy and directly informed the sect master to accept him as a disciple.

Everyone looked at the chosen beloved with a look of envy and jealousy.

At this time, a pleasant voice came from the mouth of the female elder Xuan Qing, pointing to Ye Ling and the others, calling: "That female disciple in purple, come to me."

Zi Shan's delicate body trembled, and she ran over in surprise and joy. He Jingsheng, Ye Ling and Su Qin beside her were all shocked!

Elder Xuanqing used a measuring ruler to measure Zishan's spiritual root qualifications. He smiled brightly, nodded to the sect leader, and announced in public that he would accept Zishan as an inner disciple!

"Shan'er was directly accepted by Elder Xuanqing!" Su Qin was envious, but in the end she was a little disappointed that she was not selected.

Ye Ling, who was next to him, was also very happy and smiled slightly: "It seems that Sister Shan has a good talent for water spirit roots. It is indeed enviable to be able to join the sect of Elder Xuanqing!"

Not long after, a total of six people with the best spiritual qualifications were selected. They did not need to participate in the competition, but directly worshiped the elders as their teachers. They all became inner disciples and were bound to be trained by the sect in the future!

After they had finished their apprenticeship, Sect Master Zhao said loudly:

"In this outer sect disciple competition, the top thirty strongest among the outer sect disciples will be selected and promoted to inner sect disciples! Each of the top ten will have a reward! The one who wins the first place can worship the sect master as his teacher and be given a gift to the sect. The secret skill is the middle-level rejuvenation technique, and I will be given a set of second-level magic weapons and robes, and three bottles of Ruyi Divine Pill!"

Everyone in the vast Taoist altar was shocked! Ruyi Zhuan Shen Dan, that is the rare elixir that Qi Practitioners dream of! It is said that the spiritual energy is so rich that it far exceeds the third-level top-grade spiritual rejuvenation pill that can be taken by monks in the late stage of Qi training. Even in the entire Maple Bridge Town, it is absolutely priceless.

And the intermediate rejuvenation technique is the secret healing technique of our sect! Only the direct disciples of the sect master can practice, which also made all the outer disciples excited and filled with unparalleled desire and yearning!

Even many inner disciples' hearts beat faster when they heard about the rewards for the top spot in the competition between outer disciples, but they could only feel envy and jealousy.

Ye Ling is also full of yearning for the reward at the top of the list! Not to mention anything else, first of all, becoming the master of the sect and becoming his direct disciple is enough to make Ye Ling's heart beat!

"If I could become the sect master's personal disciple and have a special status, that old fox Zhou Chong wouldn't dare to do anything to me!"

Ye Ling's star-like eyes glowed with cold determination, and he suddenly became heroic: "If I can defeat all the strong ones, I, Ye Ling, will be at the top of the list!"

Sect Master Zhao looked down at the disciples and saw that they were all passionate and full of fighting spirit. He nodded with satisfaction, and his clear voice echoed in the Taoist altar:

"This sect leader announces that the outer disciple competition has officially begun! According to the practice of Yaogu Sect, in the first round, the strong and the weak will take precedence! The winner will enter the second round. No spiritual talismans or spiritual beasts may be used, and no human beings may be harmed. Death place. Spread out and fight one by one!"

More than a thousand outer disciples are scattered, and in the first round of duel, more than five hundred disciples will be eliminated!

In this way, the strong will take precedence over the weak, and generally the strong will win early. It would not happen that the two strong ones would meet and the stronger one would be eliminated prematurely. In the future, those who compete level by level, and those who remain in the end are often the strongest disciples.

He Jingsheng and Su Qin were both at the third level of Qi training. In the first round, they faced off against Xiao Xiu, who was at the first level of Qi training. They all won without any suspense with an overwhelming advantage.

And Ye Ling suppressed his cultivation to the first level of Qi training, and he was dealing with a strong man in yellow clothes who was at the third level of Qi training!

Ye Ling doesn't mind this at all, his ultimate goal is to defeat all the strong ones and compete for the top spot! Endless fighting spirit was ignited in his heart, if God blocked God, he would kill God, if Buddha blocked Buddha, he would kill Buddha!

Under this extremely strong fighting spirit, the evil energy gathered around Ye Ling became even more shocking.

The monk in yellow was originally confident of winning the first round of the outer sect competition, but when he saw the terrifying evil aura on Ye Ling's body, his pupils shrank sharply and he was horrified!

The outer disciples who had finished fighting next to them were frightened by this evil aura. They all looked sideways at it and took a breath of cold air: "How many people of the same rank must I have killed to be infected with such an astonishing evil aura!"

"Take action!"

Ye Ling lazily talked nonsense to him, standing proudly with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the monk in yellow felt that Ye Ling standing in front of him seemed to be a vicious existence! But with his cultivation at the third level of Qi training, he was confident that he could deal with this junior disciple at the first level of Qi training who posed a strong threat to him.

The monk in yellow took out a first-order high-grade earth spirit hammer, gathered enough strength and mana, and smashed it at Ye Ling!

Boom!

Ye Ling's figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared! The earth spirit hammer smashed into the air and made a big hole in the Taoist altar!

The monk in yellow was so shocked that his arms were numb, and he looked horrified: "What! Where are the people?"

Just as he was shocked, someone behind him coughed, and Ye Ling's cold voice came: "No need to look around, I'm here."

The yellow-clothed monk almost stumbled and looked back at Ye Ling, with deep fear in his eyes!

The wind monk next to him opened his eyes wide, saw a clue, and sighed to himself.

"What a brilliant wind control technique! Is he really just practicing Qi at the first level? I won't believe it even if I beat him to death!"

The yellow-robed monk was slightly startled, then immediately became ecstatic. He determined that Ye Ling was just a wind cultivator with outstanding wind spirit roots and should not have any attack methods, so he swung the earth spirit hammer and laughed wildly: "Haha! Junior brother, what if your wind control skills are excellent? What if you are good at controlling wind? If you dodge three times in a row, you lose."

"Just come, I won't hide! Use whatever strength you have! I want to see what the ultimate earth cultivation in the early stages of Qi training looks like?"

Ye Ling blessed the body with a golden bell and said leisurely.

"Very good, courageous! I hope you mean what you say!"

The yellow-shirted monk was even more overjoyed. He imbued the earth spirit hammer with mana and struck it a second time!

boom!

A cloud-light shield instantly gathered in front of Ye Ling, blocking the powerful attack of the Earth Spirit Hammer!

The powerful counterattack force actually knocked the yellow-shirted monk away!

The yellow-shirted monk finally got up, swallowed a large amount of the Rejuvenation Pill to heal his wounds, looked at Ye Ling with fear and unwillingness, and shouted loudly:

"What kind of cultivation level did you have? What secret defense techniques did you use? Even if I lose, I will lose clearly!"

Ye Ling opened his palms and held up the first-class Yunlan Talisman that could withstand powerful attacks. He only glanced at him and then walked towards the first round winner's camp.

"The first-class talisman! The value is far more than the best magic weapon and robe! Could it be that he is the heir apparent of the great cultivator family?"

The yellow-shirted monk suddenly felt helpless and began to make random guesses about Ye Ling's identity.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Ling made no real move, but he shocked the strong man at the third level of Qi training. It caused a small sensation in the huge Taoist altar!

"Eh? Brother Ye, you won too?"

In the winner's camp, He Jingsheng spotted Ye Ling at a glance and was surprised.

Su Qin was also slightly startled. Logically speaking, Ye Ling should be facing a strong person at the third level of Qi training. How could he have any hope of winning?

Ye Ling just smiled lightly and did not respond.

At this time, the second round of duel began, and the three of them were busy looking for their opponents.

This time, Ye Ling only met a guy who was on the second level of Qi training. He fought quickly, without even using the best magic weapon. He just used the ghost body technique of wind control, coupled with the skillful wind blade and thunderstorm techniques, he was able to defeat him quickly. Easily injured the opponent.

In the third round, there were only a hundred and twenty people left on the altar! In addition to the more than forty experts who were on the third level of Qi training, the remaining seventy or eighty people were all on the second level of Qi training, including He Jingsheng and Su Qin.

The only exception was Ye Ling, who stood among these one hundred and twenty people and attracted much attention!

"Look! That junior fellow who is wearing a moon-white satin gown and is a first-level Qi practitioner, actually lasted until the third round!"

"A miracle, simply a miracle! Could it be that everyone who fought against him in the first two rounds gave in to him?"

"Isn't that Ye Ling from Qingzhuyuan? Tsk tsk, look at the evil spirit exuding from his body! He is definitely not an ordinary person. Maybe he really has a lot of trouble."

The onlookers who were defeated from the Taoist altar pointed and pointed, alarming the sect leader Zhao Yuanzhen and the foundation-building elders who were sitting on the high platform.

Sect Leader Zhao used his powerful spiritual consciousness in the later stages of foundation building to scan the more than 120 disciples, and sure enough he saw the much-anticipated Qi-cultivator of the first level, Ye Ling, who was wearing a moon-white satin gown!

"How could this child have such an astonishing evil spirit?" Sect Leader Zhao moved his eyes slightly and pondered thoughtfully.

Zhou Chong, the thick-browed Foundation Establishment Elder, frowned when he saw Ye Ling from a distance!

"It's him! Ye Ling, the little cultivator at the first level of Qi training! He actually reached the third level? What a weird thing! Looking at his cultivation, it was the same as the day when the treasure light fell from the sky two months ago. He still stayed at the first level of Qi training. Layer. Could it be that he has received some kind of inheritance or something that has greatly increased his strength?"

Zhou Chong's face was livid, and all kinds of suspicion and jealousy immediately made his face look ferocious, and a murderous intent flashed in his gray eyes!

At the same time, Ye Ling suddenly felt a chill coming from the Xianfu Jade Pendant, as if coming from the depths of his soul, an indescribable and intense crisis!

"Could it be that the Immortal Mansion Jade Pendant is warning me?"

Ye Ling subconsciously looked up and saw Zhou Chong's gloomy and ferocious expression on the high platform!

"Looking at this situation, if we can't compete for the top spot this time and become the sect master's direct disciple, I'm afraid I won't survive tomorrow!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and he stood proudly, with overwhelming fighting spirit exuding from his whole body!