Lin Qingying did not wait for Li Hao and Lin Shanhai, and took the lead to go to the Holy Land.

She went to gather and compete as a disciple.

After Li Hao and Lin Shanhai tidied up, they left slowly.

The two of them flew halfway and met Zhao Yingzhen, Shi Huajin and others dressed in luxurious clothes. They also went to watch the competition together. Although they were alchemists, such an event was extremely lively. It only happened once in a hundred years and there was no one there.

Willing to miss it.

"Old Lin, this Sword God battle is fiercely contested. Is Qingying sure of being in the top five?"

After meeting, Zhao Yingzhen asked with a smile.

Lin Shanhai shook his head and said: "Who can say for sure? The other saints and saints are not good at it either. There are more than ten saints and saints. It is very difficult to be among the top ten!"

The Sword Ancestor Holy Land has a large number of disciples. There are millions of outer sect disciples and tens of thousands of inner sect disciples. They are all carefully selected geniuses.

The Canglan Realm is vast and vast, with many dynasties and a population of hundreds of millions. In addition to the three holy places, there are also many other first-rate forces.

As for the disciples who can become disciples in the Holy Land, even the outer sect disciples, among those first-rate forces, also have the hope of joining the inner sect. As for the inner sect disciples, they are all geniuses from the same realm, and they all start with ninth-level combat qualifications.

The best among them either have amazing understanding or even more extraordinary talents, and a few even have special physiques.

In the hometown of the dynasty, they were famous top-notch monsters, but when gathered in the Holy Land, they were just ordinary members among millions of outer disciples.

Just like in the story, a great mortal man strives to ascend, but in the end he becomes just a pawn among a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers.

"Indeed, don't put too much pressure on Qingying. It would be good to be in the top ten. There are already many talented people, and now saints like to use incarnations to practice practice. The competition among these young children has become more intense."

Shi Huajin said to Lin Shanhai.

"Of course, I never ask about her practice. No matter what rank she is, she is number one in my heart. Even if she stops practicing, as an ordinary person, I, Lao Lin, can still afford to raise a granddaughter.

" Lin Shanhai said.

"It's fair to think about it, but you don't need to push that child Qingying. She works harder than anyone else. I heard that she has condensed the ultimate judo body. Is it possible that she is the incarnation of the saint from the Yin Yang family?"

Zhao Yingzhen asked curiously.

Lin Shanhai's face darkened: "She is no one's incarnation, she is herself!"

Zhao Yingzhen was stunned and smiled.

Shi Huajin rolled her eyes at him. Who didn't know that Lao Lin loved his granddaughter very much, and they depended on each other for their lives. This was a pot that he would not open or lift.

Several people walked together, and after flying out of the area where the alchemist lived, they headed to the holy mountain of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

The Sword Ancestor Holy Land is geographically distributed. The outer disciples can only live in the peaks outside the holy mountain. Only the inner disciples can practice on the holy mountain and have the opportunity to listen to the saint's teachings. The saints and saints have exclusive practices.

The holy peak gathers the energy of heaven and earth, and one can practice thousands of miles on it.

After flying slowly for thousands of miles, a few people arrived in front of the holy mountain half an hour later.

This holy mountain is majestic and vast, and its standing mountain can be faintly seen hundreds of miles away. At this moment, clouds and mist surround the mountainside, making it impossible to see the true appearance of the top of the mountain.

As we approached the Holy Mountain, we could see thousands of streams of light flying from all directions, all of them rushing to catch the outer disciples who had come to watch the battle.

In this battle for the Sword God, the outer sect disciples are not eligible to participate. Only the inner sect disciples compete, and will eventually be eliminated and compete with the strongest geniuses in the Holy Land such as the Saint and the Son.

The selection arena for the first battle is on the mountainside. The area is vast and there are ten arenas competing at the same time.

After the top 100 are selected, they will gather at the top of the mountain and chase the last ten under the eyes of the saint.

At this moment, all I could see was clouds and mist surrounding the mountainside. In an extremely empty and vast place, there were ten huge arenas, surrounded by law barriers.

Outside the arena is the auditorium for the outer disciples. This kind of swordsmanship competition between geniuses is also a rare learning opportunity for the outer disciples like them.

When the Sword God War is over, the outer disciples will start a new round of competition for the seats of the inner disciples, and many people will stand out by then.

At this moment, the auditorium outside the venue was divided into various areas and covered by noise reduction regulations, so although some voices could be heard, it did not sound too noisy.

Otherwise, when millions of people gather together, even if they are whispering, it will be noisy and chaotic.

In addition to the auditorium for these outer disciples, there are also floating seats in mid-air, with a better view, and you can see the situation on ten arenas at the same time.

These seats are prepared for alchemists such as Lin Shanhai, in addition to the weapon refiners in the Holy Land, other management deacons, dynasty law enforcers and other people with status and power in the Holy Land.

At this moment, the auditorium of the outer disciples below was already very lively and most of the seats were full.

Only about half of the thousands of seats in the air came.

Lin Shanhai took Li Hao, Zhao Yingzhen and others to the seats in the alchemist area.

Their arrival naturally attracted the attention of some disciples. Many outer disciples were obsessed with these alchemy masters and wanted to curry favor with them but had no way. Only now could they have a chance to peek into their true appearance.

"Look, it's a senior alchemist!"

"That person I have met is Alchemist Lin. I relied on his body-casting elixir to refine it before, and I was able to reach the realm of immortality."

"There is a junior alchemist in my family who is already a worshiper in my family. Even my father has to look at his face to act. Senior alchemist, if you are willing to help, you can easily cultivate a strong man in the Wen Dao realm.

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"It's not that exaggerated. After reaching the Four Realms, the effect of the elixir on the body will be reduced."

"That's because you have little knowledge. Have you ever heard of Wen Dao Fruit? Some high-level alchemists' elixirs can produce similar effects. Although they can't help you Wen Dao 100%, they can increase your chances of promotion."

"That's right, and the most powerful thing about a senior alchemist is the network of people. If they have enough friendships and are willing to speak for you, they can summon their friends to help you refine it. Even a waste can be helped to become a strong person."

"Did you see that those are all high-level alchemists?"

"Is the young man in the middle the same? It's impossible, right?"

"Then he must be one of their direct disciples."

"That's nonsense. That's Alchemist Qingfeng. I met him before when I helped deliver medicinal materials."

"Alchemist Qingfeng? He is Alchemist Qingfeng?!"

Many people were a little surprised when they heard the name Qingfeng Alchemist.

Although I have never met Li Hao, Master Qingfeng's name has become extremely famous recently. Everyone knows that there is Master Qingfeng in the circle of alchemists. He has a wide network of contacts and masters a unique method of refining medicinal materials. Ask him for help.

Alchemy can basically be successful!

On the empty seats, Li Hao, Lin Shanhai and others were already seated.

"It seems that your name is very famous, and these little guys also know it."

Lin Shanhai heard the whispers below and exclaimed, and couldn't help but smile at Li Hao.

Li Hao also noticed it, but he only found it a bit funny. It was a bit strange that he, a person who had never practiced alchemy before, had now become the famous Qingfeng Alchemist.

"Who knows that Qingfeng's purification methods are irreplaceable? These little guys are also well-informed."

Shi Huajin said with a smile.

"If Qingfeng wants to become an alchemist, I can teach you, and it doesn't count as a disciple." Zhao Yingzhen said immediately.

Lin Shanhai said angrily: "Stop making calculations. I told Qingfeng a long time ago that if he is willing, he will have a chance to become a high-level alchemist now."

Zhao Yingzhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

Li Hao's eyes fell on the ten arenas. On the edge of the arena, many inner disciples gathered. What surprised Li Hao was that the auras of these inner disciples were all deep and restrained, and the lowest were at the Four Standing Realm!

Some of them have outstanding figures, standing in the crowd as dazzling as the scorching sun. They have reached the realm of hearing the Tao, and their auras are restrained and deep, both obscure and sharp.

Li Hao felt slightly silent in his heart. Only the inner disciples had the strength to hear the Tao. This was the foundation of the Holy Land.

During the Great Yu Dynasty for so many years, apart from Lord Buddha, there was only one Zhenren Qin who was in charge.

As for whether there are other realms of seclusion and listening to the Tao, it is unknown. Even if there are, there are at most one or two who have reached the top.

The six Taoist realms killed in the Imperial Palace before were probably the six inner disciples of the Holy Land of the Void. They were all Taoist realms and were considered outstanding among the inner disciples.

But among the inner disciples of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, there are at least hundreds of such outstanding figures.

This is the difference between the Holy Land and the human dynasty. Their powers are like dragons and ants.

"Qingying is over there."

Shi Huajin raised his finger. Opposite the ten arenas, there were three figures standing together. Many powerful people in the Holy Land gathered around them. But in front of these three figures, there were more than a dozen dignified and outstanding figures.

The figures are like transcendent stars, making people dare not look directly at them.

The leader of the inner disciples, who was as bright as the blazing sun, was somewhat overshadowed by these people.

"Those are the three half-saints in the Holy Land."

Lin Shanhai introduced it to Li Hao.

Li Hao glanced at it. The three half-saints were second only to the saints. Although the gap between the half-saints and the saints was huge, compared with the Wen Dao realm, the half-saints were also crushing and had absolute dominance.

The three people, a man and a woman, all looked middle-aged, and there was an old man with an erratic and restrained aura, but he was like a sacred mountain that seemed both far and near. Standing there, he felt as if he was rooted in the heaven and earth, towering and motionless.

Just the momentum he exuded casually made Li Hao feel a strong sense of oppression.

His mind was solemn, and he vaguely sensed that with his current strength, even if he could easily suppress the Dao Dharma Realm, if he fought with this semi-sage, the outcome would be unpredictable, and he would most likely lose.

Semi-saints have a long lifespan, and most of them are in extreme states. They are only half a step away from being able to become saints. They are already considered to be the best geniuses of their generation. Defeating them in adverse circumstances is basically as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"For this primary election, you can just watch it here. If you don't want to watch it, you can go back."

In front of the ten arenas, the middle-aged man with a tall and towering figure, whose shoulders seemed to be able to lift the world, said calmly to the dozen saints and saints in front of him.
To be continued...