After settling the three apprentices, Lin Feng waved the black cloud flag and flew towards Hengyue Mountain.
From a distance, I saw a thousand-legged centipede about 100 meters long in the sky. This centipede was completely black. It flew on black clouds with bursts of thunder, and hovered over Hengyue Mountain, vaguely showing off.
Then I saw a purple sword light rising into the sky from the main peak of Hengyue Mountain, turning into a dragon-shaped light and shadow in the air, and roared towards Centipede.
Centipede then calmed down his arrogance and landed on Hengyue Mountain with a group of Xuandao Sect monks on his back.
Most of the people in the Hengyue Sect were attracted by the centipede, and Lin Feng easily climbed up the mountain again.
The leader of the Xuan Dao Sect is an old man with a white beard. His cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building. He is very friendly and bursts into laughter: "Fellow Taoist, you Hengyue has produced a lot of potential seedlings this time."
There has been no news from the Yuanying-stage ancestor of the Hengyue Sect who went to the Void Battlefield for hundreds of years. All the Jindan-stage ancestors in the sect are in retreat. The current leader of the Hengyue Sect is a middle-aged monk in the late stage of foundation building.
In response to the white-bearded old man's compliments, the leader of the Hengyue Sect was very polite, and the atmosphere between the two parties was extremely harmonious.
Lin Feng sneered secretly, knowing that such a harmonious and friendly atmosphere would not last long.
The Xuandao Sect was a guest from afar and was arranged to rest in the guest room. Three days later, the exchange and competition between the disciples of the two sects officially began.
The disciples participating in the competition are basically at the level of Qi training. Since Lin Feng came to this world, he has been exposed to relatively high-level Taoist and magical powers. Therefore, the spells and martial arts used in the competition between the two sects of disciples now allow Lin Feng to improve
Not really interested.
Half of his attention was used to hide his whereabouts, and the other half was focused on Wang Lin.
At this time, Wang Lin had only been a disciple for a few days, and he was only a registered disciple. No one taught him the Taoism, and all he did in the mountains were menial jobs.
But Lin Feng actually faintly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy in Wang Lin's body. Although it was extremely weak and still far away from the first level of Qi training, Wang Lin had indeed begun to draw Qi into his body.
sign.
Lin Feng was surprised: "Wang Lin's potential is indeed amazing, but after all, his basic skills are poor, even lower than the average level. He belongs to the type who will rise in the later stages. He shouldn't have improved so quickly when he first started training."
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Wang Lin was following a middle-aged monk in a formal manner at this moment, carefully watching the fighting competition that had begun on the ring. His figure fell inconspicuously among the crowd.
Lin Feng's eyes shifted to the middle-aged monk in front of Wang Lin: "You actually worshiped the master? That's the man who taught him the Taoism, but it shouldn't be so fast." This middle-aged monk himself was only eight years old in Qi training.
At the level of the first level, when people reach this level in middle age, they basically have no potential to tap. If they can successfully build the foundation in this life, it will be the end.
"It seems that Wang Lin really got some kind of adventure. It's either an exotic treasure, a super Taoist magic, or an old grandfather." Lin Feng's face turned gloomy. Not only was he sent by Hengyue to get there first this time, he even lost the old grandfather's position.
Let others rob it.
Lin Feng calculated in his mind that if his prediction was correct, the Xuandao Sect supported by Pu Beizi would probably seize the Hengyue Sect's mountain gate. As a result, the Hengyue Sect's prestige would be greatly reduced, and the sect's cohesion would also be reduced.
Wang Lin, who was not taken seriously in the first place, but now that he has had an unexpected encounter, may be able to break away from the Hengyue Sect.
In addition, since he looks so inconspicuous now, Pu Beizi and Xuan Dao Sect will probably not take a fancy to him.
Lin Feng's most important competitor is the old man who appeared out of nowhere.
"I wonder how much strength that old ghost has left?" Lin Feng let out a long breath, he had already made up his mind.
Fight the old man and rob Wang Lin!
He is determined to be his apprentice.
At this time, the battle between the disciples of the two sects had become intense. A disciple of the Hengyue sect had the upper hand, forcing the disciples of the Xuandao sect to use a magic weapon that looked like a piece of yellow paper to resist.
Two white lights flew out of the sleeves of the disciples of the Hengyue Sect, quickly spun around in mid-air, and struck their opponents with lightning speed.
The Xuan Dao Sect disciple laughed miserably. All his energy was spent on resisting the opponent's previous attack, and he had no energy left to block this second wave of attacks.
At this moment, among the crowd of Xuan Dao Sect disciples below the field, someone suddenly let out a cold snort, and then a beam of black light rushed out, directly intercepting two white lights in mid-air, and with a twist, the white lights were completely shattered.
All the disciples of the Hengyue Sect shouted angrily. The Xuandao Sect disciple who took action sneered and jumped onto the ring. Looking at the disciples of the Hengyue Sect below, he said arrogantly: "All you disciples of the Hengyue Sect who are in the Qi training period, come on together.
Well, I alone am enough!"
The faces of the elders of the Hengyue Sect who were watching the battle also darkened, and they all looked at the white-bearded old man who led the Xuandao Sect.
The old man stroked his beard, coughed dryly and said, "This time, let's decide the outcome alone. If any of you disciples of the Hengyue Sect can remain undefeated for ten seconds, it will be considered as the victory of the Hengyue Sect!"
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "There is something I would like to take this opportunity to explain. If our Xuan Dao Sect wins today's competition, in addition to the previous prizes, there will be one more thing. Hengyue Mountain needs to borrow from our Xuan Dao Sect.
Five hundred years!”
Lin Feng heard what he said and laughed silently: "It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!"
The faces of all the Hengyue Sect monks changed slightly. The leader of the Hengyue Sect narrowed his eyes: "Fellow Taoist, are you kidding me?"
The old man with the white beard smiled but did not answer, turned to the arrogant Xuan Dao Sect disciple on the stage and said: "Untie the talisman."
Hearing this, the man opened his clothes and revealed a piece of talisman paper. After taking it off, his strength suddenly increased, showing the strength of the Dzogchen in the Qi training period.
But what was more eye-catching was the talisman paper. When all the Hengyue Sect's foundation-building monks saw it, they all looked shocked.
The old man with a white beard said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, you have also seen this paper talisman. The power on it cannot be made by the ancestors who are not in the Nascent Soul stage. To be honest, my ancestor Pu Beizi of the Xuan Dao Sect has returned from the void battlefield.
...He brought back the news that your two ancestors of the Hengyue Sect have all fallen."
"We, the Xuandao Sect, just look at our past friendship, so we did not take advantage of others, but left a favor for the Hengyue Sect. If the Hengyue Sect wins this competition, then this matter will be over. I have said that.
Passed on, fellow Taoist Huanglong, let’s continue the competition!”
Facts have proved that the strongest Qi-training disciple of the Hengyue Sect is currently only at the tenth level of Qi-training, and a few of them tied together are no match for the Xuandao Sect disciple who has perfected the Qi-training process.
Lin Feng smiled shamelessly. He vaguely thought that if his Nine Revolutions Flame Soul Pill hadn't helped Pu Beizi heal his injury in advance, this competition exchange might not have happened so early.
If it is not carried out in advance, this communication competition will most likely become the first battle in the Novice Village for Wang Lin’s children as they rise on the road to legend.
At the juncture when thousands of fellow students are in disgrace and the opponent is extremely arrogant and domineering, he goes up and slaps his opponent down, thereby shocking the entire audience, and then embarks on his own path.
Gee, what a perfect script?
But now that the competition is ahead of schedule, Wang Lin has just introduced Qi into his body and has not even reached the first level of Qi training. How can he let his domineering Qi leak out and turn the tide?
Sure enough, in this communication competition, the Hengyue Sect lost without any suspense. All the Hengyue disciples watched the other party walk away with bitterness and anger in their hearts.
The news about the death of the ancestor of Nascent Soul is like a huge stone weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
Wang Lin mingled among the crowd, looking angry and disappointed, but unable to do anything.
His eyes were extremely complicated, and he subconsciously touched his arms, the desire for power in his heart getting stronger and stronger.
Holding on to the hope of eventuality, the Hengyue Sect did not move away, but what they were waiting for was despair.
Five days later, billowing black clouds enveloped the top of Hengyue Mountain, and a thunderous sound echoed through the sky.
"I, Pu Beizi, all the juniors from the Hengyue Sect, please come out to me!"