Chapter 17 Ziyang Sect
Under the sun, in the jungle, the originally dangerous battle suddenly took on a funny scene.
The young man surnamed Chen squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and used the mana barrier to resist the tyrannical attack above.
Yun Meng held the tripod in both hands and smashed it down with force, each blow was sturdy and fierce.
"Hmph, sample, dare to bully aunt 'milk' and 'milk', and kill you."
The more Yunmeng fought, the more he rose. Although her arms were numb, her beautiful eyes were getting brighter and brighter. Using the heavy weight of the black 'color' Dan Ding, it was a 'random' fight against the youth, with no rules at all.
As the saying goes, 'chaos' punches the old master to death.
This sentence is quite reasonable, Yunmeng's cultivation base itself is higher than that of young people, but because he has no combat experience, he is suppressed by men.
However, at the moment, she doesn't care, although she has no rules, but the heavy weight of Dan Ding, coupled with her own cultivation, every blow is powerful, and it is reasonable to completely suppress the youth.
In this way, Yunmeng used an arrogant and domineering attitude, and after smashing it dozens of times, he finally broke through the mana barrier of the young man and beat him to death.
This is an unexpected result.
Even Ling Xian was in a daze for a while, rather speechless.
This kind of fighting method is really... strange!
"Hey, Master, how's it going, I'm amazing." Yun Mengjiao ran over with a smile, her pretty face full of pride, looking forward to Ling Xian's praise, but ignoring the discomfort after the first murder.
"sharp?"
Ling Xian gave a wry smile and said, "Thank you for being able to say it out loud, smashing people with a pill cauldron, this method, I guess you can do the reads;."
"Cut, this is called novelty, whether you understand novelty or not, maybe I will create a new fighting method." Yunmeng pouted.
"Don't be ashamed,
Be proud of you, you, let me say something good about you. "Ling Xian smiled bitterly.
"Hmph, what a shame, anyway, I won." Yunmeng disagreed.
"You did win, but today's battle is due to luck. Your own cultivation base is higher than his, and because of the unexpected, you smashed him to death with Dan Ding." Ling Xian's smile gradually faded. , said solemnly: "If you fight with a monk of the same level, with your current fighting experience, you will lose your life if you don't make ten moves."
"Master..."
Seeing Lingxian's serious expression, Yunmeng was taken aback and said pitifully, "From childhood to adulthood, people rarely 'fight' with people, and it's normal to have little experience, so you can't blame me."
"I really can't blame you." Ling Xian suddenly revealed a soft smile.
"Hey, I knew that Master couldn't bear me."
Seeing Ling Xian's "Lu" smile, Yun Meng raised her eyebrows with joy. She patted her "chest" with a small hand and smiled tenderly: "Master, you scared me to death, and thought you were going to punish me."
"Why would I be willing to punish you?" Ling Xian raised the corners of his mouth, then took a big step and walked in the direction of Ziyang Sect. A plain and unquestionable words came out of his mouth, and slowly echoed back. 'In the jungle.
"On the way, if you encounter a ninth-grade monster, I will 'hand it over' to you. I want you to use the pill furnace to create a new fighting method."
Suddenly, Yunmeng's face was bitter, and she hurriedly caught up with Ling Xian's figure.
Yun Meng pursed her lips and smiled, and the lotus step moved lightly and followed.
The group of three talked and laughed as they walked in the direction of Ziyang Sect.
...
The Ziyang Sect is located in the northernmost part of Shiao Island. It was created by a generation of sword immortals, Ziyang Zhenren. Together with the Lingjian 'men' Xuan'yin' sect, they are known as the three major forces. They jointly control Shiao Island and have dozens of medium forces. And hundreds of small forces are attached, and its overall strength can be called a dominant party, prosperous reads;
However, compared to the glory of tens of thousands of years ago, today's Ziyang Sect can be said to be in decline. The master teacher is only at the stage of cultivation, and most of the elders in the 'door' are at the peak of foundation building, and when the real Ziyang was alive. In comparison, it is indeed down.
This is due to the war 20,000 years ago. At that time, the forces of the nine major states launched troops to invade, and the Thirty-Six Islands naturally united to fight against foreign enemies.
The battle was torn apart, and the blood flowed into rivers.
Although the coalition forces of the nine major states were finally defeated, the overall strength of the Thirty-Six Islands also declined, and many forces even disappeared in that battle.
The Ziyang Sect is relatively good. Although its strength has declined and it is no longer glorious, its inheritance has not died out. After tens of thousands of years of recuperation, it has now restored some of the glory of its ancestors.
This extensive recruitment of 'disciples' is the embodiment of Ziyang Sect's 'desire' expansion.
For those small and medium-sized forces attached to Ziyang Sect, this is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The skinny camel was bigger than a horse. No matter how bad the Ziyang Sect was, it was now one of the three major forces on Shi'ao Island. Naturally, there were countless cultivators willing to worship it, not asking for immortality, nor seeking to become a senior.
The stipulation that the 30% sacrifice is exempted from having children entering the sect's 'gate' alone is enough to make those small and medium-sized forces go crazy.
You must know that the top forces of the Thirty-Six Islands are generally like this, and they do not treat the dependent forces as human exploitation and oppression.
Take the Yun family as an example, 90% of the spiritual stones earned every year will go to the Ziyang Sect.
And if it is reduced by 30%, then for any small and medium-sized force, the pressure on the body will undoubtedly be greatly reduced, and there is no need to worry about the annual tasks.
Of course, the premise is that there must be children who pass the assessment of Ziyang Sect.
Therefore, most of the cultivators who participated in the 'door' trial this time came from the forces attached to the wings of the Ziyang Sect.
At this point, it is a month later.
The big sun hangs high, warm and bright, shining on the magnificent sea of 'waves'.
Along the coast, hundreds of energetic young people gathered here, waiting for the Ziyang Sect to start the entrance examination.
The age of these people is no more than twenty-five at most. Some are wearing luxurious brocade clothes, some are wearing coarse linen clothes. Everyone has anticipation and longing on their faces, excitedly talking about things about Ziyang Sect.
The name of one of the three major forces is not blown out. On Shiao Island, any cultivator fantasizes about being able to worship the Ziyang Sect, practice the best tricks, learn the strongest supernatural powers, and then pass the test. The highest peak on Shangxian Road!
At this moment, it was almost noon, and the void suddenly trembled, attracting everyone's attention.
I saw an old man wearing a black robe and a childish face with crane hair emerging from the void, his indifferent eyes swept across the audience, every cultivator who 'crossed' his eyes felt their eyes tingling, and lowered their heads subconsciously, daring not to dare. Eye to eye with him.
Behind him, followed by two young men in white clothes, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament.
"Very good, the monks who can wait here in advance are all smart people, because I don't like people who are late." The old man looked indifferent, his black robe fluttered, and he was suspended in mid-air, like a god, aloft, overlooking all living beings.
"Although there is still a quarter of an hour before the real assessment time, the moment I appear, it symbolizes the official start of this entrance examination. If there are still cultivators who have arrived, they will all be considered late, and they will not be allowed to participate in the assessment. Now everyone please register with me."
The old man's expression was calm, and with a light-hearted sentence, he deprived those monks who had traveled far away the right to be assessed.
This is cruel and the norm.
This is the case in the world of immortality. The strong make the rules, and the weak obey the rules.
When the old man said it will start, that is when it will start, and no one will complain for those monks who have traveled far away.
However, just as everyone was preparing to line up to register, a light laughter came slowly from afar, resounding across the entire beach.
"Brother Dao, we are a long way from Ziyang Sect, I wonder if we can make it more convenient?"