Xiaochi Peak was very lively today, because it was a big day that only happened once in five years. Many cultivators gathered at the Tai Chi Square at the foot of the mountain, watching the selected genius disciples appear in high spirits.
Almost all the introductory disciples of the Seven Daochangs have come over at this time. At this time in the past, the disciples of Fentian Pavilion could not help but feel a little shorter when standing in front of the other six disciples of the Daochang. But today is different, because Fentian Pavilion disciples
A genius appeared in Tiange, Wang Teng.
Even so, many disciples in the Taoist temple still cast disdainful glances at Fentian Pavilion. If Elder Huiming hadn't been there, they might have provoked him on the spot.
"Looking at Fentian Pavilion's appearance, you think it's great to have Wang Teng, but they are still a bunch of losers." Some cultivators secretly sneered.
"Then Wang Teng is nothing special. It's just that no one in Fentian Pavilion would choose him. It's a pity that the quota is given to Fentian Pavilion. It's really a waste."
"I don't understand why? Wang Teng is only at the seventh level of Daoji. I have entered the ninth level of Daoji early. I am more qualified than him. Letting him go will only lose the face of our Xiaochi sect." Some.
The cultivators who were jealous of Wang Teng were dissatisfied.
"Haha! Let's just wait and see the good show. The disciples participating in the competition this time must have reached at least the ninth level of Taoism. It is definitely impossible for Wang Teng to reach it! When the time comes, the spot will naturally fall on one of us."
"……."
While the cultivators were discussing one by one, the selected genius disciples rushed over from the top of the mountain one after another, causing a great sensation. These genius disciples were busy cultivating all day long, and they had noble status and showed their faces.
There are very few opportunities, and no one has ever seen them together.
But today their wish will finally come true.
"Senior Brother Qitian, it's Senior Brother Qitian, he's so powerful." A cultivator exclaimed and his eyes fell on a cultivator in blue. This cultivator was handsome and energetic, with a faint smile on his lips.
I walked into the disciples of Longtian Pavilion.
This person is Qi Tian. Next to him are two equally powerful genius disciples. They are the other two participating disciples of Longtian Pavilion. However, although their reputations are very good, they are still one higher than Qi Tiandi.
head.
"Senior Brother Huo Lie is here too, the leader of our Fire Alliance! Senior Brother Huo Lie is mighty, and the leader is mighty." Many disciples shouted enthusiastically, their voices no less than those of Qi Tian's admirers.
That Huo Lie was also a handsome young man, but his hair was fiery red, his eyes were bright, and there was a domineering aura in his body. He glanced at Qitian, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
These two people are extremely famous in the Xiaochi Sect. They are the strongest genius disciples in the past five years. They have always competed secretly. Now they finally have a chance to prove who is stronger and who is weaker.
Next, talented disciples from other dojos also arrived one after another. Lu Ping from Doutian Pavilion, surrounded by Sun Hua and others, boarded the square. Leng Yue from Yuetian Pavilion and Wan Yang from Fengtian Pavilion also appeared one after another.
They are a group of beings whose strength has reached the peak of the ninth level of Daoji.
"Long Yun, it's Senior Brother Long Yun, my God! He has reached the ninth level of Taoism." When Long Yun appeared, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted, including Qi Tian, Huo Lie and others. Long Yun's face
At this time, there was no longer any resentment at being defeated by Wang Teng, but he was filled with endless self-confidence.
He knew that everyone was paying attention to him, because he was the only one who could surpass Qi Tian, Huo Lie and others in terms of fundamentals.
"I wonder how many bones Senior Brother Yunlong has, whether he has more bones than Senior Brother Qitian."
"It's possible, if he hadn't been captured by Wang Teng..."
"Keep your voice down...you are looking for death!"
Yunlong's ears twitched slightly, and his face suddenly turned gloomy. No matter how strong he became now, the stain of being defeated by Wang Teng could never be erased in his life. A wave of hatred surged in his heart again.
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"Congratulations to Junior Brother Huichi, Junior Nephew Yunlong has also reached the ninth level of Daoji. I believe you have detected the number of his bones. Can you tell me?" Elder Huilong of Longtian Pavilion is Qitian's master.
The old man, who looked very kind, smiled slightly at Elder Huichi on the side.
The elders of several other dojos couldn't help but turned their ears to the side, wanting to know what was going on.
Elder Huichi showed a smug smile on his lips, but shook his head mysteriously and said: "Yunlong's bones are the best I have ever seen. When the time comes, my senior brother will be able to find out when he goes to Qinglong City."
Elder Huilong laughed, but his heart felt heavy. Listening to Elder Huichi's tone, Yunlong might have surpassed Qitian and the others in terms of his strength, and he would really become famous by then.
Qi Tian, Huo Lie and other talented disciples also had a look of solemnity on their brows. Naturally, they did not want their own abilities to be surpassed.
"Elder, brothers, I'm here." At this moment, a tall figure was like a breeze, quickly running towards the disciples of Fentian Pavilion, and greeted everyone cordially.
"Wang Teng, it's Wang Teng, how come he..." Almost all the cultivators were startled, looking at Wang Teng as if they were looking at a monster.
The cultivators from other dojos all appeared very solemn and gave people an extremely mysterious feeling, but this Wang Teng didn't even have the ability to put on airs, and he actually appeared like this without a care in the world.
And judging by his appearance, he is so kind to every disciple of Fentian Pavilion, as if they are his brothers and friends, unlike other genius disciples who seem unattainable.
"Senior Brother Wang Teng, we are all waiting for you! Haha!" Almost all the disciples of Fentian Pavilion had smiles on their faces, and their tone was full of respect and a hint of kindness. Anyone could hear this.
Respect comes from the heart and is not artificial.
"Wang Teng, how is the practice place?" Elder Huiming also smiled slightly and asked Wang Teng.
"It went well. There shouldn't be any problems participating in this grand event?" Wang Teng touched the back of his head and said, his eyes always staying on the disciples of Fentian Pavilion. He didn't seem to have the slightest interest in Qitian and Huo Lie.
"Wang Teng! Damn it!" Long Yun from Chitian Pavilion had a clouded face at this time, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he glared at Wang Teng fiercely.
"He is Wang Teng. He doesn't look very good?" In other dojos, some talented disciples who participated in the event laughed mockingly. They had never seen Wang Teng and only heard some of his deeds from the sidelines.
I don't agree with this new batch of dark horses at all.
"Senior Brother Huiming, does your proud disciple really have the qualifications to participate? Don't go to Qinglong City and embarrass our Xiaochi Sect." Elder Hui Qing of Doutian Pavilion has always disliked Wang Teng. At this time
Said sarcastically.
He also didn't think Wang Teng could cultivate to the ninth level of Daoji in such a short period of time.
Elder Huiming frowned slightly. In fact, even he himself was not very sure. If the foundation is not good, the ninth level of Daoji is not so easy to cultivate. He withstood the pressure and penetrated Xiao Hong's body with a trace of Dao power.
in vivo.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze. Everyone's eyes fell on Elder Huiming and Wang Teng, and their moods were extremely complicated.
The disciples of Fentian Pavilion were full of expectations for Wang Teng, hoping that a miracle would happen, and watched all this with anxiety. Many disciples of other dojos were jealous in their hearts, cursing Wang Teng for not entering the ninth level of Taoji.
A smile suddenly appeared from the corner of Elder Huiming's mouth. This slight detail made many cultivators tremble in their hearts, and they understood it in an instant.
"Impossible, that good-for-nothing Wang Teng can't possibly reach the ninth level of Taoism." Yunlong roared in his heart.
"Haha! Wang Teng, you really didn't disappoint me. You have reached the ninth level of Taoism so quickly. You are qualified to participate." Elder Huiming withdrew his Taoism, patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, and said with a look of relief.
"Ah!" Many cultivators were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Many cultivators could not bear the blow and almost went crazy on the spot.