Qingyang Sect’s annual sect disciple examination has finally come.
This is the day that many disciples of the inner and outer sects have been waiting for.
For this day, many disciples started preparing a year ago.
If you can stand out in the competition, you will not only receive rewards, but may also be favored by the immortals.
Especially for inner disciples, those who achieve the top few rankings every year can be accepted as disciples by a certain immortal leader. This is a very rare opportunity.
Of course, someone like Yang Chao, who has a special physique, was accepted as a disciple as soon as he entered the door. He took the exam more to gain fame and improve his status in the Qingyang Sect.
"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Chen, the exam will start soon. Have you gotten up?"
Early in the morning, someone called Chen Xuan at the door of the medicine garden.
But Chen Xuan was not impatient at all. He walked out of the hut leisurely and saw a young man standing at the door of the medicine garden. It was his junior brother who had helped him look after the medicine garden for a month.
"Junior Brother Zeng, doesn't it start in half an hour?
Why are you in such a hurry?"
Chen Xuan smiled, put the things he needed into the storage bag, and then walked to the door of the medicine garden.
The disciple surnamed Zeng looked very excited: "Senior Brother Chen, there is no rush for such an important day! Let's rush to Xidi Peak from here, it's almost time! You still have to take the inner disciple examination, and you should do it early.
Go over and meet all the immortals."
"Let's go, let's go."
Chen Xuan smiled helplessly and headed to Xidi Peak with the disciple named Zeng.
Along the way, I met many inner and outer sect disciples in small groups, discussing today's grand exam as they were going, and everyone was in high spirits.
As Chen Xuan was walking, he suddenly felt a stream of light passing above him. Looking up, he saw Yang Chao stepping on a golden sword, looking down at him with an arrogant expression.
There were several foundation-building disciples who were wielding swords beside Yang Chao, who also looked proud.
Seeing these inner disciples flying with their swords, many outer disciples on the mountain road all looked at them with envy or admiration.
"Chen Xuan, long time no see! I heard that you were accepted as a registered disciple by Immortal Liao. Why haven't you learned the art of flying with weapons yet?"
Yang Chao said with sarcasm.
Anyone else would certainly not dare to ridicule Chen Xuan like this. After all, Liao Xianchang’s named disciple is still a disciple after all.
But it is well known in the Qingyang Sect that as soon as Yang Chao entered the door, he was accepted as a disciple by Fei Xianchang, who had been in the Nascent Soul stage for more than a hundred years. He was also a disciple of the Immortal Chief. Entering the room was much better than registering one's name. One could get the immortal
Changzhenzhuan, and the other just helps the immortal to do odd jobs.
"Yang Chao, it's windy up there, be careful if you fall and lose your face."
Chen Xuan mocked back with a faint smile.
"Can this bit of wind blow me down?"
As soon as Yang Chao said these words, a strong mountain wind roared past, causing the long sword under his feet to shake.
Many disciples on the mountain path were secretly laughing when they saw this scene.
Not long after Yang Chao learned how to fly the magic weapon, his control over the magic weapon was not very stable yet. He was embarrassed in front of Chen Xuan. His face suddenly darkened and he snorted: "Chen Xuan, today the inner disciples are taking the exam."
Jie, you'd better not confront me, otherwise I will let you feel how far the gap between you and me has widened in just six months!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he and several other inner disciples who were flying with weapons turned into streams of light and walked away.
"Senior Brother Chen, why did you offend Senior Brother Yang?"
The disciple named Zeng asked cautiously.
"If you walk too much, you will always be bitten by dogs."
Chen Xuan's light words frightened the disciples named Zeng to the point where they didn't even dare to speak out.
The disciples rushing around shook their heads secretly. This senior brother Chen dared to say such words and compare Yang Chao to a dog because he was an inner disciple. He was not only arrogant, but also a little ignorant.
As soon as Yang Chao entered the door, he was accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Master and enjoyed the treatment of teaching behind closed doors. As far as they knew, Chen Xuan had never even been to the classes taught by the Immortal Masters, let alone practiced the art of flying with weapons.
I'm afraid I haven't learned any of the techniques that disciples in the foundation building stage should learn.
As for the rumor that he was taught martial arts skills by Liao Xianchang, although these disciples believed that after all, Chen Xuan's breakthrough in the foundation building stage must be related to the practice of martial arts skills, but Liao Xianchang himself gave up the path of martial arts since the golden elixir stage. The martial arts skills he taught
How powerful can it be?
Therefore, if Chen Xuan and Yang Chao face off later, almost everyone thinks that Chen Xuan cannot be Yang Chao's opponent.
Chen Xuan doesn't care what these people think, he just wants to know if he can get the reward he wants by getting a good ranking.
"Senior Brother Chen, I heard that if your inner disciples achieve the first few times, you can get generous rewards of spiritual stones, elixirs and techniques. This is really enviable to us outer disciples."
The disciple named Zeng made no secret of his envy.
The corner of Chen Xuan's mouth curled up slightly: "The first few times are not so easy to win. Among our Qingyang Sect's inner disciples who have broken through the foundation building stage within thirty years old, which one is easy to pinch?
What's more, there are people like Yang Chao who were accepted as disciples early. I think the top few will most likely be taken over by disciples."
When the disciple surnamed Zeng heard what Chen Xuan said, he naturally felt that it made sense.
When it comes to being a soft persimmon among the inner disciples, Chen Xuan is probably the only one recognized as such.
After all, Chen Xuan has not attended a single class and has been helping Liao Xianchang take care of the medicine garden. As we all know, taking care of the medicine garden takes a lot of time and is thankless. In addition, Chen Xuan went to the Split Cloud Valley to collect medicine last month.
Yue, he has delayed his practice again. If he is not a soft persimmon, who else is?
"Hey, Senior Brother Chen, don't be discouraged. I've also heard that those who have achieved the first few times can go out to practice with the immortal elders after a period of time and compete with outstanding disciples from other sects. By then, they will definitely get better results.
Reward, so Brother Chen, you must work hard!"
The disciples surnamed Zeng are relatively young and innocent, and have not realized how big the gap between the inner disciples can be.
Chen Xuan smiled noncommittally and asked for the first few times. Of course he would consider it carefully, but he would definitely do so without exposing his secrets.
After walking through several mountain roads, Chen Xuan followed many disciples to the mountainside platform of Xidi Peak.
This platform is very wide. The ground is paved with white jade. There are clouds of smoke on the edge, and there are faint spiritual cranes hovering in it. As soon as Chen Xuan stands on it, he feels the immortal energy coming to his face.
Although the Qingyang Sect is not as good as those large sects, there are many grand scenes of the Immortal Family in the Qingyang Mountains, and every scene is enough to make the disciples forget to leave.
Chen Xuan looked at the mountain rock wall against which the platform was leaning, and saw several imposing thrones placed under the peak. The Nascent Soul Stage Immortal Elder was already sitting on the throne, glancing at the many disciples; Yin Ting and several others who recruited Chen Xuan to enter
A Jindan stage brother and sister are arranging the inner disciples to draw lots.
