Chapter 394 The Grandest Disciple Competition Begins

Although the disciples who participated in the Feitian Sect Competition have not arrived in Fengyu Tower yet.

But I heard that several disciples in this generation of Fengyu Tower have cultivated the Frost Qi and the Ice Sword Technique, which is extraordinary.

"Brother Wang, don't worry. Although Yu Qingshan, the sword and sword practitioner, is powerful, my Taiyi Qing Sect's Void Dragon Sword Technique is the Void Sword, which is not so easy to deal with."

Hearing this, Wang Lei was surprised and said.

"The Void Dragon Sword Technique is the inheritance of the head of Taiyi Qing Sect. Only the head can be taught. You have already been exposed to it in advance?"

Shi Ming smiled.

"If it were before, it would naturally be impossible."

"But since the incident of the White Elder in the Western Frontier, the sect, under the leadership of the head Wu, has lifted the restrictions. As long as there is talent and understanding, everyone can be rewarded with the previous Void Sword Spell."

There was a trace of admiration in his eyes, and his eyes were sincere.

"If it weren't for Master Wu's courage and generosity to pass down this kind of magic formula, it would be impossible for ordinary disciples like us to get in touch with this peerless magic."

Wang Lei nodded, knowing that Shi Ming was right. After all, the Void Dragon Sword Art is the top one even among spiritual arts.

"Yes, now that the various sects are under the leadership of Feitian Sect, after merging, the changes are indeed amazing. For ordinary disciples like us, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages."

The Five Poison Sect was extremely fierce before, believing in the method of raising Gu, and the competition between disciples was also very cruel.

Feitian Sect, in this respect, is extremely humane.

They never use their fresh disciples to practice.

And because they came from other sects, the two of them were eager to make achievements in their hearts.

Thinking of making a splash at the conference, seeing if they can get the favor of a certain senior official, and then worship as a disciple.

Then the two discussed some things and their faces looked much better.

"Why not go up and compete with Yu Qingshan."

The two smiled and had already made a decision in their hearts.

…

When everyone was preparing for the disciple competition.

Only one person calmed down and slowly threw the talisman paper in his hand into the bamboo tube on the side.

Strong dragons gathered, and many snakes coexisted.

"There are too many masters in this disciple competition."

"If you want to successfully seize a glimmer of hope among so many disciples, the difficulty can be imagined."

Dong Feng frowned.

"I heard that there are nearly a thousand people of the right age among the casual cultivators who have gathered enough contribution points."

"Although most of them are not authentic methods, even if one out of ten can select a hundred strong people, it is not a good thing for us."

Especially those casual cultivators are powerful, and have been between life and death for a long time. They are ruthless and will not give up until they achieve their goals. When they encounter opportunities, they will swarm up like wolves.

Dong Feng knows how terrible they are.

Since joining Feitianmen, he chose the art of making talismans. Now he is a second-level talisman master. He is calm and introverted, and has received praise from many guardians.

He was a low-key person, usually moderate and gentle, and never confronted others, which also won the trust of many disciples.

At this time, there were still a few people standing in front of him, some of them were old with vicissitudes of life, and some were still young. Although their cultivation was not very strong, they obeyed his words.

They were all children of scattered cultivators without foundation, so they naturally regarded him as the backbone of the group.

At this moment, Dong Feng frowned slightly and thought to himself.

"Even if I can't get the first place, I have to try my best to get the title of Feitian Seven True Ones. This is an honor and has practical benefits."

"More than half of the last Feitian Seven True Ones broke through to the realm of warriors. The stronger the stronger, while the ordinary disciples broke through the realm of warriors. Although the theory of luck is mysterious, it cannot be ignored."

"Once I break through to the realm of warriors, I will have more opportunities to go to the Blood and Bone Cult to avenge the people of the whole village and my cousin."

Many years ago, he hid his identity, pretended to be his cousin's name, and joined the Feitian Sect, and no one knew about it.

A person next to him spoke.

"Brother Dong, do we need to check if there are any outstanding people among the casual cultivators first, so that we can make full preparations."

Dong Feng closed his eyes slightly.

"Knowing ourselves and the enemy, it would be great if we could investigate."

"Just remember to be secretive."

The man said.

"Don't worry, brother, I know about this kind of thing."

At this time, another disciple said.

"Brother Dong, someone from the Huo family just came here, saying that they want to contact you, and they also gave you a lot of spiritual stones."

Dong Feng smiled coldly.

"I'm afraid that in addition to me, they also gave you a lot of things."

Several people nodded quickly.

Dong Feng said.

"After the Huo family came to Feitianmen, although we don't know what they want to do, Huo Bingshuang has a close relationship with them."

"They have looked for Huo Bingshuang several times, but they didn't get what they wanted. Huo Bingshuang closed the door and didn't see them. I guess they want to start with us, win us over, and find out the news."

Then he thought of something and said.

"Remember not to let them take advantage of us. We, the children of the Han clan, must be more cautious in our daily lives."

"They want to start with us, the children of the Han clan, to get information, but they underestimate us."

"What senior brother is saying is, no wonder those senior officials attach great importance to senior brother. Senior brother's thoughts and concerns are indeed much higher than mine."

…

In the mountain behind Feitian Gate, there is a person wearing animal skin, with a strong body and bare chest.

There is also a huge horse beside him, a white horse with golden horns, four snow-white hooves and deer stripes on its body.

It turned out to be a horse carrying clouds.

After the horse came over, it stuck out its tongue and nibbled at him very eagerly.

Although the number of cloud-carrying horses in the Feitian Sect has increased over the years, they are still precious.

Usually only those who are guardians or above are qualified to ride.

If an outsider looked at it, they would see that a famous ventilation disciple was so close to the horse carrying the cloud.

It will definitely shock a group of people's jaws.

There were several people nearby who were also dressed in animal skins. At the moment, some were carrying buckets to feed the cloud horses, and some were holding brushes to wash the cloud horses.

"Little Lord……"

Before he could say these words, the tall man stared at the two of them.

"Young master, now that we have joined the sect, we no longer have our old names. We can just call me senior brother."

Those people quickly changed their words.

"Senior brother, in addition to those powerful opponents these days, I heard that Wang Lei has had a lot of contact with Shi Ming, and I even asked for news about you a few days ago."

Wu Lang snorted coldly.

"Years ago, the tribe moved into the Feitian Sect and offered the skin of the clan spirit. The leader cared for us and herded horses and animals for the Feitian Sect."

"Although my strength is not that strong, if others want to step over me and use me as a stepping stone, it would be a big mistake."

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"It's a pity that Nie Meng was unlucky and died in the last sect turmoil. If not, he would definitely be on the list in this disciple competition."

After hearing this, several people did not dare to say anything more. Everyone knew that among the disciples, Nie Meng had the best relationship with Wu Lang, and they were also the closest.

They thought of that stubborn young man who dared to argue directly with Protector Na Ye about the sword technique in the Dharma Transmission Hall.

It's a pity that the fate was too bitter. First, the whole family was spied on by the demon cultivator because of the yin and yang inversion of the sword technique, and the whole family of 272 was slaughtered.

He originally wanted to practice well and avenge this blood after joining the Feitian Sect.

In the end, he didn't expect that he would have died in the sect war before he could learn anything.

"This is all fate. In the vast world of cultivation, no one dares to say that he will not die."

…

A quiet room.

Sitting on the futon was a woman. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a ray of cold light arrived before she could see it. It smashed the paperweight next to her into pieces the moment she opened her eyes.

She has a fair face, her two pairs of beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowning together, and her hair is like a waterfall behind her. It is Yan Qingying.

At this moment, Yan Qingying stood up and sighed quietly.

"I've been suppressing myself for ten years."

"In this disciple competition, I am bound to win the Golden Elixir of Martial Arts."

…

In the blink of an eye it's already another day.

The light shines, the sun rises.

Ye Yang collected the first ray of purple energy from heaven and earth. After practicing, he felt in his body that Zhu Chan's Moon Swallowing Mana had become more than pure.

And the evil spirit on the body surface became more and more intense.

A layer of rich evil spirit has formed outside his body.

"The self-generated evil in the body has reached a certain level, and the realm of cultivating evil has been completed. It can be integrated with the evil of heaven and earth."

Ye Yang also had a bottle of Seven Emotions Wrath and a bottle of Seven Emotions Fear in his hand, both of which were unexpected gains.

It's just that these two kinds of evil spirits are not suitable for him to use.

Integrating the evil spirits of heaven and earth is related to a lifetime of practice and requires caution.

No matter what, Ye Yang refused to fuse the evil spirits indiscriminately, resulting in eternal hatred for one mistake.

"Today is the competition among the disciples in the sect."

Thinking of this, Ye Yang slowly stopped practicing.

Walked out of the door.

The sect had already given him the cassock, and after Xiu Ya had cut it properly for him, he washed it specially.

Ye Yang put on his robe and slowly walked out to the sect's main hall.

At this time, in the main hall of Feitian Sect, many disciples were standing together with each other. There were more than two thousand people, forming several clearly defined areas.

Some were wearing the robes of Feitian Sect disciples.

And some groups were all female cultivators. They were cold and cold, carrying long swords. They were extremely cold and looked like they should not be approached by strangers.

This is the monk from Fengyu Tower.

Among the major subordinate families, each family can only recommend five to ten people to participate, and there are also a lot of disciples.

In another corner, the crowd was even larger, with more than a thousand monks in various attire standing there.

Some wear coir raincoats on their heads, some wear animal skins, and some have coarse linen and kudzu clothes, and the magical weapons in their hands are also different.

Some have long swords, some carry gourds on their backs, and some hold ghost claws, maces, giant hammers, and even farm tools, to name a few.

These are the casual cultivators who have collected more than a thousand contribution points.

Looking around, thousands of disciples crowded into the crowd.

But everyone showed determination, knowing that a big competition that would determine their fate was right in front of them, so they were all prepared and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

About two quarters of an hour later.

The earth trembled and the bells rang.

The huge sound of the bell resounded throughout the Feitian Sect.

The smoke fills the air, like a thick fragrance covering the ground.

A vast aura circulates, and the spiritual energy is rich.

Then the stream of light flickered, and a majestic aura surged from the sky.

The blinding light tore through the sky, and then several figures fell on the stage.

"The hosts of the disciples' competition have finally arrived."

There were three hosts in total, and their specific ages and faces could not be seen. They were all wrapped in black robes and golden masks.

But they all had a strong and incredible aura.

The disciples looked up and felt that these hosts had powerful magic power, and even the light was absorbed and distorted by their powerful aura.

"At least they are all strong warriors."

Everyone present couldn't help but sigh when they saw the few people in the field.

In order to avoid suspicion, Feitianmen covered the faces of all the hosts of the arena.

No matter how they looked, they couldn't see the faces of those people clearly.

Even among the strong warriors, these people were extraordinary, which was enough to show the importance of Feitianmen to this disciples' competition.

Since Feitianmen was founded thousands of years ago.

This was the largest disciples' competition.

On the other side of the high platform, a purple light suddenly appeared from the sky, like a sun hanging high in the sky, and it was impossible to look directly at it.

"The head of Feitian Sect, Gu Xuan, has arrived!"

The aura of a real person was slightly revealed, and the majestic momentum overwhelmed the heavens.

The huge airflow made everyone tremble.

"It's the ancestor of the real person realm."

"It's the head of Gu, he actually showed up."

"Today, I actually saw the head of the real person realm. It's really a great honor and his eyes are bright."

Then, before everyone could react, they saw a huge demon snake hundreds of feet tall slowly appear behind the old ancestor with strong purple light.

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