The reasons for choosing this magical weapon are: first, the magical weapons Chen Xuan currently owns are all offensive-type, so he needs a defensive magical weapon to protect himself.
As long as the Xuanjing Shield is supported by mana, it can block most ordinary spell attacks from monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. In addition, it can also slightly resist divine soul attacks. It is considered one of the best defensive magic weapons recorded on this jade slip.
Another reason is that Chen Xuan considers that he already has Uro Fruit and a "Bodhi Seed" and does not need to choose pills to improve his cultivation to cover up the fact that his breakthrough speed is too fast.
Seeing Chen Xuan choose Xuanjing Shield, another top four disciple felt a little regretful. In fact, he also wanted to choose this defensive magic weapon just now.
Now I can only choose something else.
Chen Xuan and the others quickly made their selections, and Yin Ting took out three rewards from the storage bag and gave them to them.
"Chen Xuan, if you don't want to watch the outer disciples take the test, go back to the medicine garden and wait for me. I will tell you about the opportunity of 'Huan Mist Lei Ze' later."
Liao Xun patted Chen Xuan's shoulder, and Chen Xuan nodded in agreement. After bidding farewell to the immortals, he left Xidi Peak.
Zhong Wenli said a few words of encouragement to the many outer disciples who had not finished competing, and then flew to the meeting hall at the main peak of the Qingyang Mountains with other Nascent Soul Immortal Leaders.
Except for one Nascent Soul Stage Immortal who has not returned from his trip, there are five Nascent Soul Stage monks sitting in the meeting hall at this moment. In addition, Yin Ting and other core disciples of the Golden Core Stage are standing behind the Immortals with lowered heads and eyebrows, listening to the Immortals.
Discuss big things.
"Fellow brothers, the results of this year's inner disciple examination have been released. According to the rules, we will select ten disciples from the top four in the past three years. They will go to Wanzhou's 'Huan Wu Lei Ze' to practice in half a year.
Because they are weaker, the two disciples who were not selected will be compensated. Now one disciple is over the age and has no chance of being selected and will be automatically eliminated. The remaining one is not easy to choose." Zhong Wenli said calmly.
The so-called "Fantasy Mist Lei Ze" training held every three years involves hundreds of sects, large and small, in the southwest region of the Shanhai Realm.
These sects selected disciples below the Golden Core stage and went to Leize to participate in training.
Among them, Biyun Sect, Yunchao Sword Sect, Wuzhen Sect, Yuanxia Mountain and other top sects can each occupy fifty places for each experience.
Then there are middle-level sects like Qingyang Sect, which have ten places.
As for the Tianba Sect and other small sects, they first sent each other's disciples to compete for the twenty sect quotas that were qualified to go to "Huanwu Lei Ze", and then each of these twenty small sects could only send three disciples.
Even so, the various small sects still have to fight tooth and nail for this small number of places.
These are the rules set by a few top sects, and small sects cannot even resist.
However, in order to show the style of the big sects and avoid being said to be bullying others, several top sects have also stipulated that the age of small and medium-sized sect disciples who participate in the "Fantasy Mist Lei Ze" experience can be relaxed to thirty years old.
The age of foundation-building disciples selected by the top sects is limited to twenty-five years old.
Although there is a five-year gap, which means that the disciples of small and medium-sized sects who participate in the training may have five more years of cultivation, the top sects have an endless stream of evil geniuses, not to mention the limit of twenty-five years old, but the limit of twenty-year-olds.
The top traders can also select fifty geniuses to participate in the training.
"Brother, headmaster, I think among the top four in the past three years, Chen Xuan is the weakest in cultivation, and he will still not be thirty years old in another three years. If he still has a chance to practice next time, why not let him be eliminated?" Fei Xian
Chang Ci said calmly.
Several other Immortals, as well as Yin Ting and other disciples, all agreed with what Fei Immortal said.
In their opinion, Chen Xuan's cultivation level is similar to that of Yang Chao. It is normal for anyone to enter the semi-finals. He is indeed the weakest person among the semi-finals in the past three years.
But there was one person in the main hall who refused: "Haha, it seems that Senior Brother Fei was not convinced by the defeat just now. My disciple still has half a year to practice, and he also has the 'Bodhi' in his hand that can greatly improve the cultivation level of monks in the foundation building period.
How come you are the weakest?"
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person speaking was none other than Liao Xun.
Zhong Wenli couldn't help but feel embarrassed. What Liao Xun said did make sense. Chen Xuan not only had the "Bodhi Son", but he was also a martial artist. Not to mention the golden elixir stage and the subsequent breakthrough speed, at least in the foundation building stage, Chen Xuan's
The improvement of cultivation level is definitely not slow.
"Junior brother Liao, I bet with you to win the lottery, and I am convinced that I lost. However, I think Chen Xuan should be eliminated based on reason. What's more, the eliminated can get generous compensation, which may not be better than the one in the 'Fantasy Mist Lei Ze'
The opportunity to obtain it was poor. After so many experiences in the past, many disciples gained nothing, returned seriously injured, or even died in Lei Ze. Junior Brother Liao is not unaware."
Fei Xianchang's speaking skills are really good, and no one thinks that he chose to eliminate Chen Xuan because he had objections to Chen Xuan.
"As we seek immortality, we must seize opportunities from dangers. There are many dangers in 'Fantasy Mist Lei Ze', but if Chen Xuan wants to break through the golden elixir through martial arts, he must go to Lei Ze to experience it. In short, Chen Xuan, this
I, Liao Xun, have guaranteed the quota!"
For so many years in Qingyang Clan, Liao Xun rarely fought for anything, but today it was rare for him to speak so directly and have such a firm attitude.
This makes Zhong Wenli's decision even more difficult.
Liao Xun is the new Yuanying of the sect and has finally accepted a disciple. If he denies Chen Xuan's training quota, Liao Xun will definitely feel resentful in his heart.
But except for the overage disciple, the other ten are all disciples of various Nascent Soul Immortals. Eliminating anyone will offend others.
Whether the position of leader is good or not, Zhong Wenli can deeply feel it once every three years.
At this time, a noble young man who looked like a young master suddenly walked in from outside. After entering, he walked up to a white-haired Nascent Soul monk as if there was no one around. He whispered with a little fear in his eyes: "Grandpa, I don't want to go to this experience. Give it to me."
Can other senior brothers and sisters do it?"
"You!" A trace of anger appeared in the eyes of the white-haired Nascent Soul monk, "Our Ren family has had a special physique like yours since your great-grandfather, and now you actually told your great-grandfather that you don't want to go through the training?"
"Grandpa, I really don't want to go. I heard that all kinds of terrifying illusions can be produced in the 'Fantasy Mist Thunder'. The child's mind is not very determined. There is a high possibility that he will not be able to come back!" said the noble young man,
He looked like he was about to cry at any moment.
The white-haired Nascent Soul monk became even angrier when he heard this, but looking at this precious great-grandson, he finally softened his heart. After sighing, he looked at Zhong Wenli: "Junior Brother, there is no need to argue about who to choose for elimination. My grandson is not going.
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"Thank you, Senior Brother Ren." The smile on Zhong Wenli's face widened again, while Fei Xianchang remained expressionless and said nothing more.
Originally, he was confident that his new disciple Yang Chao would definitely get a training spot, but he didn't expect that he would be snatched away by Chen Xuan in the end.
It seems that if he wants Yang Chao to help him find a certain secret treasure from the "Fantasy Mist Lei Ze", he can only find another way.
