Lin Changan didn't even know that he was now on the must-kill list.
And all this was just because of the conflict between himself and Jin Zhan. Because of Jin Zhan's exaggeration, he suddenly became the target of public criticism.
On the other side of the inner sect, countless disciples and elders coveted him.
Boxing techniques that can cross levels of fighting, and hidden weapons that can kill people across levels, are both coveted treasures.
However, what awaits Lin Changan is another level, the choice of the inner disciples.
According to a new rule recently introduced, those who rank among the top fifty in the competition are eligible to be promoted to become inner disciples.
Inner disciples are already at the sixth level. As for being accepted as disciples by elders, they are at the seventh level. If they are closed disciples, they are at the eighth level.
Therefore, choosing a disciple also determines the final direction of many inner disciples.
If you are unlucky and are not selected by the elders, then you will be an ordinary inner disciple. You will have to wait six months before you can participate in the annual inner disciple competition. If you can be ranked among the top 100 by then,
, then you will be eligible to be re-elected by the elders.
Logically speaking, at this time, those disciples who are ranked higher in the rankings will start to build relationships crazily, hoping that those elders will choose them.
Lin Changan, on the other hand, didn't care about it. He should eat and sleep when he should.
He knew that the elders he would choose this time would probably be no more than thirty or fifty, nor less than twenty.
Just because they covet their own boxing skills, just because they covet their own Void Halberd.
This made Lin Changan frown slightly and glanced at the sculpture of Wang Changsheng in the distance, a faint sparkle flashed in his eyes.
"Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng, you were my subordinate's mount one hundred thousand years ago. Who would have thought that one hundred thousand years later, your disciples and disciples would still dare to ride on my head?"
Lin Changan squinted his eyes and cursed with a smile.
In the next two days, Lin Changan spent all his time meditating. The spiritual power in his body was condensed again and again, becoming more and more solid, and almost turned into substance.
Even though his cultivation has now reached the middle stage of the inscription, Lin Changan still cannot change his habit of working hard.
Finally, the selection of inner disciples is about to begin.
An elder had already ordered the top fifty disciples from the outer sect to come to the outer sect’s martial arts field to wait. With the inner sect elder flicking the whisk, fifty disciples rose up with the whisk and jumped in.
Arriving above the Nine Heavens, heading towards the inner gate peak not far away.
Amidst the clouds and mist, many disciples had a look of expectation in their eyes.
Inner door.
In the area where the statue of the Patriarch is located, entering the inner gate means becoming a king. This is a safe thing. If there is some achievement in the inner gate, then it is possible to become a god.
Powerful gods are considered overlords in the entire Qingzhou area and can open sects and establish their own sects.
However, what the inner sect elder did not expect was that they had not yet arrived at the Selection Peak.
Well, it is a mountain peak where the elders of the inner sect choose their disciples. There is also a spacious martial arts training ground in it. There are many elders coming and going. There are a total of two hundred elders of the inner sect. At this moment, a total of 180 elders have come.
Tens.
Of course, among the two hundred elders, there are only a dozen or twenty powerful spiritual beings.
This actually made the elder who led the outer sect disciples to the inner sect frown slightly.
"Could it be that there are a few outstanding beings among this group of disciples? So many inner sect elders have been attracted to come and accept disciples?" He was a little surprised in his heart. He had been in seclusion for many years, so naturally he didn't know these things.
In previous years, among these elders, during the time of accepting disciples, it was rare for more than a dozen to come out. If you were lucky, there would be about twenty elders, but this time, a full 180 came.
It is said that there are still about twenty people who have closed the door to death, otherwise they would have to come here.
"I really have seen a ghost." The elder muttered in his heart.
The one hundred and eighty or so elders had been waiting at the Selected Peak for a long time, with longing and passion in their eyes.
Yes, at least one hundred and seventy of them came for Lin Changan.
The boxing technique that can cross levels and the mysterious hidden weapon, these two items are enough to make the elders go crazy.
Well, as for Lin Changan's own efforts, not a few elders took them seriously.
They came here purely to compete for Lin Changan's boxing skills.
Of course, there are also some who simply come to watch the fun. After all, among the outer sects, the perverted disciples who can kill the Venerable with inscriptions have not appeared for who knows how many years.
At the very least, there has never been such an existence in the past three to five thousand years.
"Everyone, come down. This trip has been a success. How far you can go in the future, maybe this time will determine your final outcome." The elder in white said, and immediately took out the sword, and the runes flickered.
As he stood up, the fifty disciples in front of him all landed on the Selection Peak.
As for the elder in white, his body flashed and he had disappeared.
This sentence also made the fifty disciples have a faint look of fire in their eyes, and they were extremely hopeful. Some of the nervous disciples clenched their fists and puffed out their chests, hoping to get the elder's attention.
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Only Lin Changan had a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and looked indifferent.
"Excuse me, who is Lin Changan?"
These disciples had just come down when a large group of elders surrounded them. They thought that these elders wanted to recruit disciples and were so eager to do so. Unexpectedly, they all said the same thing.
Excuse me, who is Lin Changan?
This sentence shocked many disciples, Lin Changan?
Immediately, he could only helplessly point his finger at Lin Changan.
Oh, in an instant, one hundred, sixty or seventy elders surrounded Lin Changan in an instant, completely surrounding him in the center. Only a dozen of the original one hundred and eighty elders were left.
This made the remaining disciples look at each other in shock.
Naturally, they didn't know how crazy Lin Changan's boxing skills and Void Halberd made these elders go.
"Well, everyone, I am a middle-stage god, and I am one of the strongest elders here. How about giving this disciple to me first?" An elder in the middle-stage god glanced around, with quick eyes and quick hands.
He grabbed one of Lin Changan's hands.
"Snapped!"
In an instant, an elder of a late-level god class knocked his hand off.
"Old man, don't even think about it. This disciple was the one I took a liking to first!"