Wang Teng naturally knew that this entry-level disciple selection competition would be very cruel. This kind of competition is held every two years, but only the top ten can become entry-level disciples. Some of them have already entered the third level of Taoism two years ago.
He is a cultivator, but he almost entered the top ten masters. After two years of training, his strength has grown again and he is unrivaled.
However, in two years, it is impossible for outer disciples who do not have third-level elixirs such as Daotong Dan to practice from the third level of Daoji to the fourth level of Daoji. If you can rely solely on your own strength, you can go from Daoji to the fourth level.
After cultivating from the third level to the fourth level of Daoji, you can directly become an entry-level disciple without participating in the trial.
If Wang Teng is given enough time, he is confident that he can reach the fourth level of Daoji. However, with only about a month left before the trial, he will definitely not be able to do it. His goal is to reach the third level of Daoji.
Qualify for the trials.
Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. Wang Teng consumed nearly 400 spiritual coins of spiritual power and continued to temper his physical body. In the grove, he easily lifted a 600-kilogram green stone with one hand.
, the muscles on his body bulged like a horned dragon, as if they were made of fine iron.
"Seven hundred and fifty kilograms, I can exert such great strength without using the Vajra Shield, which far exceeds that of ordinary third-level Taoist cultivators." Wang Teng looked at the bulging muscles on his body, and there was a hint of smile on his face.
The color of pride.
He had never thought before that he could develop such a strong body.
There is still a month left before the trial starts. Wang Teng only has about a hundred spirit coins left in his hand, which is not enough for him to practice. He feels that he is just a little short of being able to break through to the third level of Daoji and complete the transformation of the physical body.
A transformation.
Going down the mountain to carry out a mission? That might be difficult, because Lin Yuan’s gang of thugs are secretly watching me. But if you don’t go down the mountain, you won’t be able to get enough spiritual coins. If you rely on the spiritual energy emanating from the spiritual veins,
, ten days of practice is not worth one day.
Just when Wang Teng was thinking about what to do, a burst of joyful laughter suddenly came from Old Man Feng's alchemy room.
"Success, the Foundation Establishment Pill was finally refined." Old Man Feng's voice sounded very excited.
A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and he quickly walked into the alchemy room and saw ten purple elixirs in Old Man Feng's withered hands, shining with an alluring luster like beautiful jade.
The old man's hands were trembling a little, and he looked towards Wang Teng with a smile on his lips. Wang Teng stared at his wrinkled old face, and he didn't know when the old man's head was covered with white hair, which looked so dazzling.
"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, the master refined the Foundation Establishment Pill, look." As Old Man Feng said, he walked towards Wang Teng excitedly, stretched out his trembling hands in front of Wang Teng, and stared closely.
By Wang Teng.
Staring at the purple elixir in front of him, Wang Teng's nose couldn't help but feel sore, and he was speechless for a moment. For these ten foundation-building elixirs, Old Man Feng spent half a year refining the Juxu elixir day and night.
I just collected enough money for the materials, and after more than twenty days of hard work, I finally refined it.
"Ahem!" Because of his excitement, Old Man Feng coughed violently again. He had not fully recovered from the injuries he suffered when he was attacked that time.
"Haha! Xiao Wang, I'm fine. These ten foundation-building pills may be the last gift I give you. The future journey is up to you. People's hearts are sinister, so you must be careful." Old Man Feng
As if he had completed all the things he needed to accomplish in his life, he relaxed and sat comfortably on a Taishi chair.
His expression looked very kind, looking at Wang Teng dotingly, but in his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, there was a hint of lingering gloominess.
"Let's go, master, you need to have a good rest." Old Man Feng's eyes gradually narrowed, his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he fell asleep directly.
Wang Teng held the Foundation Establishment Pill tightly in his hand, glanced at Old Man Feng gratefully, and then exited the room. The old man was too tired and really needed a good rest.
"Each of the ten Foundation Establishment Pills can be sold for at least one or two hundred spirit coins, or even more. Now that I no longer need the Foundation Establishment Pills, I can exchange them for spirit coins." Wang Teng
Thinking in his mind, he walked towards Xiaochi Peak.
In the mountain sect of Xiaochi Sect, there are also some elixir stores and material stores, but what they purchase are at least second-grade elixirs, similar to foundation-building elixirs and Qi-replenishing elixirs. These elixirs are useful to any outer disciple.
Each of these highly sought-after treasures requires completing many tasks before you can exchange them for them.
Wang Teng can't go down the mountain now, so he plans to take the Foundation Establishment Pill to the Xiaochi Sect's elixir store to sell it.
"With seven hundred, and probably seven hundred spirit coins left, I can be sure to break through to the third level of the Dao Foundation. These Foundation Building Pills must be more than this price." Wang Teng followed a flat white jade road and bypassed many outer gates.
The house where the disciple lives is at the foot of Xiaochifeng Mountain.
In front, there are ancient red cedar trees, each with seven or eight people hugging each other, with luxuriant branches and leaves. A magnificent palace is hidden at the end of this forest, built against the mountain wall of Xiaochi Peak.
.
From time to time, one can see outer disciples walking in and out of the palace, either holding spiritual herbs in their hands or carrying some weapon refining materials.
This is Xiaochifeng's Zhaozhao Hall. Xiaochifeng's outer disciples who want to perform tasks must come here to collect them. In addition, there is also a pill shop, a spiritual herb room, and a weapons room in the Zhaoyao Hall. As long as there are spiritual coins,
, outer disciples can buy many cultivation resources they need here.
"Look, isn't that Wang Teng?"
"Well! That's him! The arrogant person who dares to challenge the disciples."
"I heard that his cultivation is only at the second level of Daoji. With this strength, any beginner disciple can defeat him with just one breath. It seems that this person is either crazy or stupid."
"I have seen stupid people, but I have never seen anyone so stupid. Such a person who overestimates his own capabilities will not regret his death. It is really a shame that the Xiaochi Sect has such a disciple."
Many outer disciples who were passing by immediately spotted Wang Teng and started whispering behind his back. Some even walked up to Wang Teng blatantly, their faces full of disdain and ridicule.
Wang Teng ignored them, but his eyes swept over each of the graceful female cultivators.
"Oh my god, this figure is really nice, so round and fat." "I can't stand it. Why is this person dressed so coquettishly? Isn't this meant to seduce me?" "This one is not bad, as pure as a lily, and
It’s very tender, as if it’s new.”
Wang Teng fell into his own forgetful fantasy again. When he walked past a female cultivator, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Wow, what a fragrant smell. He knew it was from a young cultivator.
"A wretched fellow." A cultivator secretly cursed.
"It's that good-for-nothing Wang Teng. What does he want to do in this place?" Suddenly, a tall figure turned out from behind a big tree, with a sinister look on his face.
"Senior Brother Ye Man, look, he walked into the elixir shop." Several more figures came out one after another, pointing to Wang Teng's figure and said.
Ye Man sneered, stepped forward, and walked towards the elixir shop. "Let's go see what he wants to do?"
The elixir pharmacy here is very spacious, with ten counters inside, guarded by some elders of the outer sect. Of course, the positions here are all fat, and the elders of the outer sect who can serve here all have certain qualifications.
Backstage.
Sometimes they can secretly acquire some spiritual coins and elixirs to enrich their own pockets.
A faint medicinal aura filled the elixir shop. There were not many disciples who came here to buy elixirs because the price was too expensive. Wang Teng soon came to a counter with a smile on his face.
He said to a middle-aged outer sect elder who was guarding the counter: "Elder, I have some foundation-building pills, and I want to exchange them for spiritual coins here."
The outer elder looked relatively peaceful. After sizing up Wang Teng, he nodded and said, "Take out the goods first and take a look."
Wang Teng carefully poured out a foundation-building pill from a jade bottle and handed it to the elder of the outer sect. The elder held the pill with wooden chopsticks, observed it for a moment, and then smelled it, with a smile on his face.
A hint of satisfaction.
"The quality of this foundation-building pill is good. According to the sect's regulations, one pill can be exchanged for one hundred and fifty spiritual coins."
"Elder, I want to exchange five pills." Wang Teng was still very satisfied with the price and poured out four more identical Foundation Establishment Pills.
"It turns out that guy came here to exchange for spirit coins. Humph, that Foundation Establishment Pill must have been refined by Old Man Feng. Giving this waste so many spirit coins and Foundation Establishment Pills is a waste of resources." The pill shop said
Outside, Ye Man and others saw this scene with greed in their eyes.
"Yes, it is indeed a waste of natural resources. I heard that this guy only has three bones and can only absorb the spiritual power of fifteen spiritual coins at most every day. What can the remaining spiritual coins be used for?"
"Even if he reaches the third level of Daoji, he is still a loser. He can only have five bones at most. He is not even as good as Senior Brother Ye Man, and he still wants to challenge Senior Brother Lin Yuan."
"It's not as good as us..." A cultivator showed a cruel smile and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"At the mountain gate of Xiaochi Sect, we cannot act rashly. If that guy dares to leave Xiaochi Sect, then don't blame us." Ye Man laughed sinisterly.
Wang Teng dragged 750 spirit coins and the remaining five foundation-building pills and left the Zhaoyao Hall. These spirit coins were enough for him to reach the third level of Daoji. After walking for a while, he glanced slightly
He looked around, with a sneer on his lips.
In fact, he had long known that Ye Man and the others were secretly monitoring him, but he just didn't tell them.