Chu Fengmian walked to the upper pier. Near the pier, more than ten inner disciples had gathered, all talking to each other and waiting for something.
Seeing Chu Fengmian coming, many people looked at Chu Fengmian.
"Is it Chu Fengmian?"
"This evildoer also wants to enter the Holy Land this time?"
"A newcomer can actually enter the Holy Land. This guy is definitely lucky to be a disciple of Saint Xuanbei."
The inner disciples looked at Chu Fengmian with extremely jealous expressions in their eyes.
Most of them were disciples who had been practicing in the inner sect of Wusheng Academy for more than ten years before they got the opportunity to enter the Holy Land. However, Chu Fengmian, a newcomer, could actually enter the Holy Land. How could they not be jealous.
Facing these jealous looks, Chu Fengmian just sneered.
envy?
Chu Fengmian's ability to become a disciple of Saint Xuanbei relied on Chu Fengmian's own strength.
Naturally, he did not go back and pay attention to the opinions of these disciples. These inner disciples did not provoke Chu Fengmian, and Chu Fengmian had no interest in paying attention to them.
But if they come looking for death, Chu Fengmian will not be lenient.
I will not offend others unless they offend me. This has always been Chu Fengmian's creed.
It was not until noon that an elder from the inner sect drove the ark. When the ark docked, countless warriors jumped on it.
Chu Fengmian also jumped onto the ark.
"Elder Yang, will our Wusheng Academy and people from the four major sects participate in this holy land trial?"
An inner disciple, who obviously knew Elder Yang, asked.
"Junior, I heard that this Holy Land Trial seems to be a little different?"
"The little guy knows a lot."
Elder Yang nodded and said.
"This Holy Land trial is indeed different from previous ones."
"In previous Holy Land Trials, disciples from our Wusheng Academy and the four major sects entered it, but this time, there is another force, which is the black market."
"The disciples of the black market will also enter the Holy Land this time to participate in the trial."
"What? It's actually a black market?"
"I have long heard that the black market has always wanted to send disciples to the Holy Land to practice, but it has never been successful. This time it is said that another saint was born in the black market, so under pressure, the academy and the four major sects still backed down.
, let the black market disciples also participate."
Hearing the name Black Market, countless disciples started talking.
The existence of the black market is extremely special in the Wusheng Kingdom. If Wusheng Academy and its four major sects are the bright side of Wusheng Academy, the black market is the dark side.
In the Kingdom of Wusheng, there are naturally many shady things, which is why another major force was born, the black market.
But the black market is different from other forces. It is also divided into countless small forces and is extremely scattered. But if the power of the entire black market is added up, even Wusheng Academy would not dare to underestimate it.
This time, a saint was actually born in the black market, which finally made Wusheng Academy and the four major sects retreat, allowing the black market disciples to participate in the Holy Land Trial.
"What about the black market disciples? A bunch of shady guys."
An inner disciple said disdainfully.
The black market is a shady existence in the eyes of some people, so as a disciple of Wusheng Academy, he naturally despises the black market.
"Don't look down on the black market disciples. As far as I know, this generation of black market disciples are all extremely evil beings. The strength of a few of them is comparable to the core disciples of our Wusheng Academy."
"When you meet them, you have to be careful."
Elder Yang said calmly, his words were also a reminder.
"Comparable to core disciples!"
After hearing these six words, the expression of the inner disciple who had looked contemptuous just now suddenly changed.
Core disciple, this is the existence that inner disciples like them must look up to, because if they want to be promoted to core disciple, it is the most basic and important one.
It means having the realm of wind control, or possessing strength comparable to that of wind control.
Only those with the strength to control the wind can be promoted to inner disciples, which is what Elder Yang means in these words.
That is to say, among the black market disciples who participated in the Holy Land Trial this time, there were actually disciples who could compete with the Wind Control Realm.
Strength is the real thing. Even if you are a black market disciple, but you have the strength to control the wind, it is not enough to be despised.
"With strength comparable to that of the Wind Control Realm, the power of this black market seems to be much more powerful than imagined."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Chu Fengmian didn't care about the divine sea realm warriors, but the wind control realm warriors already posed a sufficient threat to Chu Fengmian.
This also reminded Chu Fengmian that although Wu Sheng's kingdom was not big, it still had a lot of geniuses and no one should be underestimated.
The Ark flew hundreds of miles in an instant. In one hour, the Ark passed through countless mountains and arrived in front of a huge mountain range.
This huge mountain range is the holy land.
Chu Fengmian could vaguely see a huge formation completely covering the mountain range.
Although this formation is ancient, the remaining power within it is also terrifying to the extreme.
This is a formation that only warriors who have surpassed the realm of divine power can set up.
"This holy land indeed contains great treasures."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Being able to lay out such a powerful formation, the treasures left behind are absolutely astonishing.
Chu Feng was sleeping on the ark, looking at the mountains of the Holy Land, but he felt a bit familiar in his heart.
"fall!"
The huge ark landed in an open space in front of the entrance to the Holy Land and slowly fell down.
Fifteen inner disciples, including Chu Fengmian, all landed together and stood in front of the entrance, curiously looking at everything in the holy land.
This holy land is also extremely mysterious in the rumors among countless disciples of Wusheng Academy. Now that I look at it, other than that it is extremely quiet, there is not much difference.
"Haha, Brother Yang, are these the disciples of this year's Wusheng Academy? There are quite a few geniuses out there."
As soon as everyone landed, a red-haired old man walked over with a big smile.
Behind the red-haired elder, a young man with the same red hair followed. On this young man's forehead, there was a very special fiery red line.
"Brother Yan came very quickly, actually faster than our Wusheng Academy's Ark."
Elder Yang also laughed loudly when he saw the red-haired elder.
"Who doesn't know that your Zhuyan Sect has produced many geniuses recently, who is this one?"
Elder Yang's eyes suddenly caught sight of the young man behind the red-haired elder. Especially when he saw the fiery red lines on the young man's forehead, his eyes changed slightly.
