Chapter 522 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (57)

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Fifty years have passed, and Xueling Peak still hasn’t changed much.

The young boy Baishui has now grown into a young man, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building. However, it is different from before. When the master and apprentice met again, they had become a little unfamiliar, and the other party was no longer as respectful as before. Be polite.

Shen Mubai felt a little guilty in his heart, so he handed him some of his materials and treasures, asked about his situation over the years, and gave him guidance to prepare for the sect's competition.

Baishui bowed to her as a disciple and said warmly, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Chen Mubai said, "You have good qualifications. If you work harder in the coming days, even if you can't win the first place, you can still shine among disciples with the same level of cultivation."

After Baishui left, Yanrong appeared in the main hall. He had now entered the early stage of Jindan, and his body was different from before. He had a deep aura, which made people feel slightly shocked at the first glance.

Although it is still far away from the Mahayana stage, this speed of cultivation is already very surprising in the world of cultivation. Therefore, Shen Mubai didn't force it, and planned to continue taking Yanrong to the vast world to continue training and look for opportunities after the sect competition.

"Master." Yanrong said the disciple's etiquette.

Shen Mubai nodded and said, "The sect competition will be held in a month. Are you confident that you can get the top prize?"

Yan Rong said in a deep voice, "Disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations."

It's not that Shen Mubai is demanding, but she knows Yanrong's strength best in the past fifty years. Coupled with the halo of the male protagonist, she might really be able to win this one.

What's more, Qiyang Sect is a large sect after all, so the rewards it gives out will be nowhere near as good.

A month goes by in a blink of an eye.

On the day of the sect competition, all the disciples gathered in the square. There was a competition stage in every place. The rankings of the competition were matched based on random draws.

Disciples with the same level of cultivation were in different squares, and then competed in turn.

As the master, Shen Mubai naturally sat at a high place with the real elders, watching the sect competition together.

"Master Suyi, your disciple will definitely shine in this sect competition and should not be underestimated." One of the masters with Jindan cultivation said, his tone full of envy and admiration.

This time when he returned to the sect, the reputation of Yan Rong, who had entered the golden elixir stage, was spread. All the monks knew that the disciple Su Yi accepted back then was a rare genius. Not only did he possess two spiritual roots, he was also cultivating. Wei Shang also made extremely rapid progress, but he was envied by many real elders.

Chen Mubai said calmly, "Thanks for the compliment, my disciple has just worked a little harder in these years."

The real elders who heard her words almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Whose disciple didn't work hard? This is to show off the qualifications of his disciples.

It's just that no matter how much he slanders in his heart, he still talks and laughs on the surface.

"I heard that the master of Master Yuan Ling has been released from seclusion?"

"Now we have entered the distraction period. Alas, I don't know when I will reach that state."

"Nowadays, the Qiyang Sect has several powerful people in charge, and the senior in the Dongxu stage has been in seclusion for many years, and he doesn't know when he will come out."

As they spoke, Shen Mubai, who was of the same level of cultivation, could naturally hear them, and for some reason, she always felt as if there was a gaze sweeping over this place, with an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but raise his head and looked around.