Chapter 330
"The one in the white crane and blue robe is the head of the Immortal Crane Sect, He Qiyun, at the beginning of the Ninth Grade Realm, one of the five major sects, and the one with the best alchemy among the five sects."
"The one in the purple robe is the head of the Ziqi sect, Yu Qiankun, the first stage of the ninth rank, one of the five major sects, and the one with the strongest weapon refining technique. It is the best both in terms of number of people and success rate."
Mu Lie carefully introduced Ye Ziheng one by one sect by sect.
"Then which of these sects is the most powerful?"
Ye Ziheng couldn't help asking curiously.
Mu Lie smiled slightly after hearing this, and replied without hesitation.
"Is there even a need to ask? Naturally, our Tianxing Gate is the strongest."
"Huh? Why?"
Ye Ziheng was a little puzzled, the Black Tiger Sect was the strongest, the Helian Sect had the highest average cultivation level (although it was useless), the Xianhe Sect was the strongest alchemist, and the Ziqi Sect was the strongest in weapon refining. Dutian Star Gate, it seems that there is nothing that can compare with others.
Seeing Ye Ziheng's bewildered expression, Mu Lie smiled lightly, and said again.
"I know what you are thinking, but you have to understand one thing, the Black Humen is indeed the strongest, but after him is our Tianxingmen, whether it is overall strength or average strength, our Tianxingmen are also strong. It is second only to Heihumen, and the alchemists of Xianhemen are the strongest, but besides them is our Tianxingmen. Qimen, the last joint training school, the average cultivation level of the disciples is very high, but we are still only second to them."
"Those sects are better than us in one aspect, but in other aspects, they are a bunch of scum."
As he spoke, a proud expression appeared on Mu Lie's face.
After hearing this, Ye Ziheng looked at Mu Lie who was chatting with the heads of several other sects, and suddenly felt that his image in his heart was a little higher.
Qin Feng chatted with a few people for a while, then glanced at Ye Ziheng and the others behind him, and then at the heads in front of him.
"Okay, let's stop chatting now, send the disciples to the trial first, and wait for them to go to the trial, we have time to chat."
The heads nodded when they heard this, and then, led by the head of Humangshan of the Black Tiger Gate, they walked towards the interior of the palace for two or three minutes, and finally entered a room.
The room looks like it has been redecorated. There are several places on the surrounding walls that have been refilled with cement. The roof is new at first glance and does not match the room at all. A big hole directly occupied two-thirds of the room. My room was completely dark even if I looked at it, and I couldn't see the bottom.
But Ye Ziheng didn't care about it, the hole just shocked him to some extent, what really made him speechless was the walls and roof that were sloppily painted.
Judging from the appearance of the palace, this place must have been built for at least 500 to 600 years, so it can be regarded as a cultural heritage, but in the end, it was randomly painted over and patched up, and everything was thrown away.
But before Ye Ziheng could express his feelings, he was pushed to the side of the cave by the crowd.
At this moment, Ye Ziheng saw a small stone at his feet, so he kicked the small stone lightly with the tip of his toe, trying to measure the depth of the cave with the small stone, but the stone almost fell off. Ye Ziheng heard a terrifying roar from the cave.
(to be continued)