As for Qin Mengrong, she had a small disagreement with her team, because everyone knew that she joined the Tianhong Sect only because of Ling Feng's relationship and that face, and her third level of Naxuan realm alone might hold her back.
Qin Mengrong did not argue. Even if those people looked down on her in their hearts, they did not dare to say it openly. The situation here could be seen outside. Later, Qin Mengrong used others' contempt for her to use her strong fighting power to successfully grab a fight.
raised the flag and held it with others.
Since then, Qin Mengrong's status in the team has improved rapidly, and other disciples have begun to accept her participation in discussions. Although their team only captured five flags, it was already very good.
In the evening, the second round of assessment finally ended. Everyone was very excited to watch, and even left reluctantly, discussing while walking. Only the Shenzong people breathed a sigh of relief. This was simply more torture than practicing.
Ling Feng and the other members of the Shura Sect slowly walked to their residence. Yan Xin, the sect leader, stretched himself and said: "For one day, if it were me, I would directly cooperate with other teams. When other disciples
Before I could react, I snatched most of the flags away."
"They are still limited by the rules and have not thought of this."
A hall leader of the Yan Clan nodded in agreement. Ling Feng had the same idea. The initial rule was for a team of twenty people, which did not prohibit cooperation. The flag was only exchanged for sect resource points and props. There was no ranking. He found other people to propose
Most people will agree to this request. The mountains are so vast that by the time those who were robbed come to their senses, their pockets will be full.
Once the initial resources exceed others, the starting point in the sect will be higher than others. Then if similar competitions occur in the future, there will undoubtedly be an advantage.
Ling Feng and the others don’t think these people are stupid either. After all, they are all new disciples of the Shen Sect.
When Ling Feng and others walked to the front of the shrine, they saw a beautiful figure standing in front of the gate. It was Qin Mengrong. Yan Xin and the male disciples gave Ling Feng a gloating look. Yan Xin even clasped his hands behind his back.
, looked up at the sky, and said in a pretentious tone: "A beauty is a disaster, a beauty is a disaster!"
Ling Feng ignored him and continued walking. The people from the Seventeenth Gate were "tired" and had no time to get involved in Ling Feng's affairs all day long, so they went straight in, and only Ling Feng walked to the right.
Qin Mengrong followed behind, looking at the figure in front of her with her bright eyes and said: "Well, the cultivation quota in Xuantian Cave requires two thousand points. Now I have five thousand points. Can I change my cultivation quota first?"
"Of course, your level is too low. When you reach the sixth level of Naxuan, you can change to some meridians-strengthening elixirs while maintaining your cultivation speed."
Ling Feng gave Qin Mengrong some advice of his own. After all, he was a strong man who had reached the realm of king, and he still had great experience in the realm of Naxuan.
Qin Mengrong's eyes became brighter when she heard that the meridians were strengthened. This was something she had not expected. After all, ordinary warriors subconsciously feel that they must first improve the realm of profound energy, and often ignore the meridians. After all, only meridians that are strong enough can
Use more powerful tactics, and the speed of refining profound energy is also determined by the meridians.
Ling Feng recovered so quickly from his wounds yesterday. He obviously practiced martial arts specially and his attainments were not low. No wonder he was able to defeat Song Xu after surpassing the first level.
"Thank you, sir."
Qin Mengrong leaned forward slightly and said to Ling Feng's back. Ling Feng did not look back and waved his hand: "It's okay. Don't follow me anymore. There will be people in the sect gossiping. It's better not to offend too many people because of your strength."
"I do not mind."
Qin Mengrong expressed his feelings directly. Ling Feng felt his head hurt again when he heard her words. Without responding, he walked straight into the building.
This is equivalent to rejecting Qin Mengrong. Although she
Not surprised, but also a little uncomfortable. She also thought of Ling Feng's wife, the leader of the God-Emperor's power and a female king. Now she could only look up to her.
Qin Mengrong stood there and stared at the closed door for a while, then ignored the sarcastic looks of several maids and turned around to leave.
On the morning of the fourth and last day of the Tianhong Sect, by the time Lingfeng and the Shura Sect arrived at their seats, fighting had already been going on for several hours.
Emperor Tianhong sat high in the back, taking in the ninety-eight arenas. Through this competition, he could quickly find disciples with real potential.
Ling Feng looked at the Tianhong disciples directly opposite. They had put on clothes to distinguish their identities. White was for the outer door, black was for the earth palace, and the sky palace was yellow and white. As for the two core disciples, they were strikingly eye-catching.
gold.
Moreover, Ling Feng also saw Qin Mengrong, who was in a somewhat depressed mood. The two looked at each other, and the latter's lips moved.
"I lost."
Ling Feng saw the shape of her lips and smiled slightly. It would be strange for Na Xuan to challenge Na Xuan to the fifth level and not lose, but Qin Mengrong was obviously not hit.
"come on."
Ling Feng directly used Xuan Qi to transmit the sound into her ears without hiding it. This caused everyone around to turn their attention. Song Xu even curled his lips: "It's not a good thing either."
"Dirty, if you didn't have the identity of a disciple of Yulong Sect, how could you still say this to me?"
Ling Feng said expressionlessly, not even looking at Song Xu. As for what the latter did, it was thanks to Song Xu's status as a core disciple of the Yulong Sect that he saved him.
Song Xu's expression froze when he heard this. He racked his brains and couldn't find anything to refute. He was defeated by Ling Feng once again. He clenched his fists and said nothing.
Although the Heavenly Kings of the Yulong Sect had serious expressions, they all sighed inwardly. Song Xu had completely lost in the confrontation between his peers. Perhaps coming out this time would also help him change his animal-like behavior.
"In two years' time there will be a competition between thousands of sects, and you, Ling Feng, will be here then."
Wu Nian of the Zhenwu Shen Pavilion invited Zhan Dao. He has now begun to pay attention to Ling Feng. Although each sect can only send two people to play, Wu Nian is only one of the top ten figures in the sect, but every time
Every genius has full confidence in himself.
Ling Feng just smiled slightly at this. Although it was a competition between thousands of sects, the geniuses from the entire Qingxuan Continent would gather in one place. Whether it was Xihuang, Bingling, or even the far away demon leaders, they would all be paying attention.
In a prosperous era, no one would want to go up and have a peak competition with their peers.
The Thousand Sects Competition has been held five times in total. Among the five champions, the most accomplished one is Feng Zhengqing, the great disciple of Feng Ya more than 110 years ago. Now the Great Elder of Feng Ya and Shan Ziqi’s master, no one has
Knowing his true state now, I only know that he is a powerful person with a divine soul.
The remaining four people from Yulongshen Sect, Zhenwu Shen Pavilion, Ice Ling Nine Palaces, and even the Demon Clan royal family once had geniuses who won the championship, and were later fully trained by their respective forces. Although they have been unable to cultivate in the sect for many years, they still have talents.
Many old people remember it.
As for the younger generation like Ling Feng, I don't know. Although there is no substantial reward in the Thousand Sect Competition, it has another meaning for Ling Feng, which is the status in the family. He still plans to compete for it.
.
It's just that there are too many masters in the Shura Sect. Eight of them have reached the realm of the Earth King. Among them, Huang Pu, the leader of the Imperial Sect, has reached the despairing fourth level of the Earth King!
Even Ling Feng cannot definitely win these two spots. He can only ensure that he improves his strength as much as possible in the past two years.
The final round of the competition had no highlights. After all, the people present were all Tongxuan masters. The changes in Xuanqi of Naxuan disciples, and even every look and movement, could be seen by Ling Feng and others as to his plan.
This round of competition lasted until early morning
At the end of the competition, the two core disciples occupied the top three positions as expected. Only one of the following rankings reached red and was behind purple. The rest have proven their first round of testing.
The Shura Sect's space boat appeared on top of the Tianhong Sect on time. The Tianhong Emperor glanced to the left. The real purpose of leaving the border this time was successfully completed. It should be able to delay him for a few years.
But when he thought of the rats hiding in the darkness, completely ignoring the actions of billions of living beings, anger flashed in Emperor Tianhong's eyes, but he quickly shook his head helplessly.
The slightest mood swing of the God Emperor made all the surrounding profound energy turbulent. The heavenly kings were the first to notice it, and then the disciples. They secretly wondered in their hearts what could make the God Emperor angry?
Ling Feng did not look back, nor was he curious. The matter of the God Emperor had nothing to do with him.
After more than half an hour, the general election of Tianhong Sect disciples finally came to an end, and people began to leave voluntarily. From today on, they will no longer be able to enter here.
"Thank you God Emperor for the invitation."
Ling Feng and other people from the Shura Sect bent down and bowed deeply to Emperor Tianhong. The latter smiled appreciatively and was very optimistic about Emperor Lingfeng. This is not the relationship between Aiwu and Wu.
, but this young man is really outstanding.
"It's really difficult for you to stay in Tianhong Sect for four days."
Emperor Tianhong suddenly smiled and said, directly revealing everyone's inner thoughts. Before Ling Feng and the others could explain, they saw the Emperor's right hand raised, and dozens of white light groups suddenly appeared, and then floated to the three disciples.
in front of you.
"This is a thousand-year-old mysterious spirit flower that I personally refined. Although it is not much, it should be able to make up for the time you wasted in Tianhong Sect."
God Emperor Tianhong always has a friendly smile on his face, and he is even more generous in his actions. Thousand-year elixir is extremely rare in the entire Qingxuan Continent. It is a treasure that can truly change the physique and talent of warriors. Even the God Emperor
It is very difficult to find it, let alone give it to other sect disciples after finding it.
This really surprised Ling Feng and others. After accepting the elixir, he bowed again and then left the building. Ling Feng and others walked directly to the space boat.
…
A few minutes later, Ling Feng and Yan Xin stood on the deck of the space ship. The latter was looking at the thousand-year-old medicine contained in the light ball in his hand, as if he couldn't wait to absorb it.
Ling Feng looked at the gradually shrinking city below. In a certain corner of the city, Qin Mengrong stood alone on the top of the pavilion. The breeze blew over her body, her black hair was scattered, and her skirt was swaying like "ripples" like water. A pair of eyes
With tears in his eyes, he said in a very low voice as he looked at the boat slowly rising into the sky.
"goodbye."
Another gust of breeze blew past, wrapping her words and floating into the distance. Under the gaze of countless people, the boats in the sky turned into phantoms and tore through the void, directly diving into it.
At this time, the tears in Qin Mengrong's eyes turned into teardrops, slowly flowing down her cheeks, and finally fell into the white stone bricks on the ground. In an instant, they disappeared...
ps: This is not a harem, I just want to write a purer and more "real" world. Another reminder, don't just look at the plot, don't just read the plot, think about it a little, that way it will look exciting, etc.
When this book is finished, I will write a chapter with all the Easter eggs I can remember, sorting out the details, from the introduction to the main text.
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