Chapter 283 Preparatory Elders (1/2)

Sword shadows clattered, and the momentum was mighty.

Shitou stepped on the Golden Shadow Sword, full of vigor and spirit, and flew in front.

Forty-nine foundation-building disciples followed closely behind with all their strength.

Lin Mu and Yun Meng were free and easy, floating at the end, as if strolling in a garden.

Looking at the disciples in front, Lin Mu couldn't help but smile.

At the beginning, when these fifty disciples first came, he brought fifty people together with a giant top-grade magic weapon, the Wind Boat. Now that they are back again, all fifty disciples are already in the foundation-building stage! Among them, several hard-working practitioners, such as Shi Jian, Jing Qi, Xin Yan, Lu Yuan, Zhong Hao, Meng Jun and others, are already in the middle stage of foundation-building! Although Gu Chen did not go back with them, his strength was by no means bad among these fifty disciples, and he could even be said to be the strongest!

Gu Chen is now so wealthy that even the spiritual solitude cultivators envy him, and there is no pressure to buy two top-grade magic weapons.

A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who possesses one top-grade magical instrument, can compete with a cultivator in the Spiritual Silence Stage in terms of strength. If he possesses two, he will be hard to beat among the cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Stage, and he will be as lonely as snow.

It took Lin Mu only ten years for fifty disciples to reach such strength!

In Qianyu Sword Sect, only those disciples with excellent talents can barely achieve such a speed of advancement.

Ordinary cultivators will only bury their heads in hard work and are not good at using resources, such as elixirs and magical instruments.

The reason why fifty disciples can advance so quickly is all due to the cultivation of elixirs.

This resource is extremely easy for Lin Mu, but it is extremely rare for those Qi Refining Stage disciples.

How many Qi Refining Stage disciples can have their own cave paradise and hundreds of acres of spiritual fields like him, and have the level of high-level alchemists, and can freely refine elixirs? I am afraid that there will be no second one even if I search the entire Tianxiao Realm.

If a high-level cultivator wants to cultivate a low-level cultivator, it is much faster than the cultivator's own hard work.

Of course, this method is only suitable for low-level cultivators.

The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more resources are spent on cultivation and the greater the difficulty.

Generally, a sect can cultivate a certain number of spiritual solitude cultivators with some effort, but the resources consumed to cultivate a golden elixir cultivator are too huge and full of uncertainty. Condensing a golden elixir requires qualifications and resources, but it also requires understanding and opportunity. It is not that you can cultivate a golden elixir cultivator by spending a lot of resources.

On the contrary, some spiritual solitude cultivators do not have excellent qualifications, but they can condense a golden elixir successfully by luck.

This is opportunity!

Therefore, no matter how powerful a spiritual solitude cultivator is, if he cannot condense a golden elixir, he is just a spiritual solitude cultivator.

Even an ordinary spiritual solitude cultivator can become a respected master as long as he can condense a golden elixir.

Although these fifty disciples have mediocre qualifications, it is not impossible for a Jindan-stage cultivator to appear if there is a chance in the future.

The group of people flew straight to Qianyu Sword Gate.

The road was smooth and unobstructed, and all the cultivators who came and went dodged.

The strength of more than fifty people is simply not something that those lone cultivators can contend with.

A small sect, such as the Refining Weapon Sect, may not have such rich strength.

Although there are only three people, Lin Mu, Shitou, and Yunmeng, who are in the Lingji Stage, and the number of top cultivators may not be comparable to that of the Refining Weapon Sect, but if they really fight against the enemy, Lin Mu's strength, one against three, or even one against four, is not a difficult task.

After all, Shitou had done it ten years ago.

More than fifty people, moving forward all the way.

After a few days, they arrived at Qianyu Sword Gate.

The mist was vast, and Qianyu Peak was hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, like a mirage, seemingly real and illusory.

At the foot of the mountain, there was still a group of mortals kneeling, densely packed, looking forward to being able to become a disciple.

These mortals were in tattered clothes, in disarray, like trash thrown away by someone, with no one to pick them up or clean them up.

Lin Mu glanced at the mortals at the foot of the mountain and found that the previous group of people had disappeared.

Old people go, new people come, but how many people can become disciples of Qianyu Sword Sect?

Lin Mu couldn't help but think of a woman who shocked his soul more than ten years ago, Hua Jin, and he didn't know how she was doing now.

At that time, Fairy Hanbing made an exception to accept her as a true disciple. With Fairy Hanbing's vigorous training, her cultivation must not be bad.

These colorful and chaotic thoughts flashed through Lin Mu's mind, and then he regained his calm.

Squinting at the sea of ​​fog in front of him, Lin Mu smiled slightly.

Then, he pinched his hands and injected more than ten spells into the sea of ​​fog.

Under the stimulation of the spell, the sea of ​​fog surged like a tide.

Such a strange phenomenon immediately alarmed the mortals below.

Groups of mortals, with desire flashing in their eyes, began to run towards the mountain as if they were risking their lives.

The sea of ​​fog surged violently, and the mountain gate opened wide.

The clouds and mist were floating, and the fairy music was lingering.

Shi Weihan led the four elders to greet them personally.

Behind Shi Weihan and the four elders was a group of spiritual solitude cultivators.

Lin Mu glanced around and did not find Leng Shan, Luo Chen and others.

Without thinking too much, Lin Mu led his disciples to greet them.

"Master, you are so kind to me. I am ashamed." Lin Mu said with a smile before he flew to Shi Weihan.

There was no trace of shame on his face.

The forty-nine disciples behind him also smiled and followed suit.

The forty-nine disciples were extremely excited at this moment.

When I was in the sect before, no one cared about me. The master would never do that.

Now that I am back, the master actually greeted me in person.

There was a huge difference between the two. Everyone sighed.

Shi Weihan had a warm smile on his face: "Don't say that. You kept your promise and actually trained fifty foundation-building disciples for the sect within ten years. Such an achievement should be welcomed by the whole sect!"

His voice was like a spring breeze, warming people's hearts. The faces of more than forty disciples became more and more excited.

Lin Mu still had a smile on his face: "I am lucky to have fulfilled my mission."

As he spoke, he glanced at Elder Luo Yan.

Elder Luo Yan smiled brightly, and understood what was going on. He said with a hearty laugh: "You have achieved such a great feat, you are qualified to become a provisional elder in the sect! If you work hard and cultivate, once you succeed in condensing the golden elixir, you will immediately become a formal elder."

As soon as these words came out, the spiritual solitude cultivators behind him were immediately in an uproar.

"Provisional elder!"

"Such a high status!"

"How is this possible?"

"Obviously biased!"

Everyone was talking at once, as if Elder Luo Yan did not exist.

Lin Mu glanced at the people who were shouting the loudest in the crowd, and then looked at Shi Weihan again, with a faint smile on his lips.

The status of a provisional elder is much higher than that of a true disciple. Although it is not as good as a formal elder, it is not much different. The resources provided by the sect are also far more than those of a true disciple. If Lin Mu can become a provisional elder, he can legitimately consume the resources accumulated by Qianyu Sword Sect.

Even when he was striving for the Golden Core Stage, other disciples were also striving for it at the same time, and resources were given priority to Lin Mu.

This advantage was simply unimaginable.

Lin Mu worked hard and remained silent for a long time, just for this day.

After all, if he relied on his own efforts, even if he had his own shop, it would be difficult to condense a golden core.

A large sect could not cultivate a golden core cultivator in decades or even hundreds of years.

Lin Mu was not sure that he could rely on himself to make himself, his parents, Shitou, and Yunmeng all condense a golden core successfully.

Especially, his parents were both mortals with low qualifications.

If he relied on the power of Qianyu Sword Sect, there might be a glimmer of hope.

But looking at the current situation, the hope of becoming a candidate elder is really slim.

Since he and Luo Yan became a fellow traveler, he clearly felt that Shi Weihan was suppressing him more and more.

Perhaps Shi Weihan would not say that he was not qualified, but the group of spiritual solitude cultivators behind him were obviously deliberately arranged.

With this group of people blocking, the possibility of success is almost zero.

Looking at the group of spiritual solitude cultivators behind Shi Weihan calmly, Lin Mu couldn't help but smile, but a layer of coldness rose in his heart, chilling his heart and almost freezing him.

Shi Weihan was shrewd and far beyond his expectations.

Lin Mu's strength was obvious to all in Qianyu Sword Sect, and even Leng Shan was not his opponent. If Shi Weihan sent a group of extremely powerful spiritual solitude disciples, Lin Mu was confident that with his current strength, he would not be afraid of anyone!

But unfortunately, Shi Weihan brought some spiritual solitude early and middle stage disciples.

These disciples were too inferior to Lin Mu in strength, and it was really unfair for Lin Mu to win.

He couldn't use the trick he used last time to defeat the obstructors, but if it was a matter of reason, how could he alone talk to this group of people? If nothing unexpected happened, his plan today would most likely fail.

Moreover, Lin Mu didn't know any of these spiritual solitude disciples.

This also means that Shi Weihan has not been idle in the past ten years.

This group of spiritual solitude cultivators is what he has newly cultivated.

It is obviously a demonstration against Lin Mu!

The whole audience fell into silence.

Shitou stood behind Lin Mu, his blood boiling, and immediately stood out from the crowd, exerting all his strength to stimulate his spiritual power, releasing a powerful momentum, pointing at a group of spiritual solitude cultivators, and said loudly: "What qualifications do you have to be dissatisfied? If you are dissatisfied, come out and fight me!"

As Shitou's powerful momentum came out, a group of spiritual solitude cultivators immediately fell silent, and no one dared to speak.

More than 40 disciples looked up at Shitou and admired him very much.

In front of the headmaster, Shitou dared to make a scene!

Lin Mu frowned and immediately shouted: "Lin Shi, come back!"

Shitou's powerful momentum immediately poured out, and flew back behind Lin Mu in anger.

"Shitou is ignorant, headmaster, please don't be surprised, I will punish him severely when I go back!" Lin Mu then smiled and said to Shi Weihan.

Shi Weihan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Young people are inevitably anxious, no wonder."

His smile did not seem fake, but he did not mention the matter of the candidate elder.

Luo Yan could not bear it and began to exert pressure, saying: "At the beginning, I promised Lin Mu that as long as he could successfully train 50 foundation-building disciples within ten years, I would recommend him as the candidate elder. Now that he has done it, I will fulfill my promise and recommend him with all my strength!"

Shi Weihan glanced at Luo Yan, his face solemn, and he said nothing.

There was a moment of silence in the field.

An invisible pressure spread.

The faces of the disciples in the foundation-building stage were red, and they tried their best to endure it.

Just when the disciples in the foundation-building stage could not hold on any longer, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Lin Mu's achievements are more than enough to be a candidate elder!"

The voice was cold, and Lin Mu was startled, and he looked at the person who spoke.

It was the Ice Fairy!

Shi Weihan's face also changed, and he turned to look at the Ice Fairy.

The Ice Fairy, with a normal face, was like ten thousand years of ice, which had never melted. She said lightly: "More than ten years ago, I also accepted a disciple named Hua Jin. Does the master still remember?"

Shi Weihan nodded gently.

Fairy Han Bing said: "I have trained Hua Jin with all my strength, but he is only in the late stage of foundation building. Lin Mu has trained fifty disciples in ten years, and all of them have reached the foundation building stage. With such achievements, why can't he become a reserve elder?"

"If he can't do it, then I don't deserve to be an elder!" Fairy Han Bing made the final decision.

The whole audience was silent, and the sea of ​​fog was floating.

Lin Mu was inexplicably moved, and also felt strange, staring at Fairy Han Bing closely.

Shi Weihan's face returned to calm, and he looked deeply at Fairy Han Bing.

Fairy Han Bing, her face was normal, cold as ice.

Shi Weihan turned around, looked at Lin Mu, and smiled: "Elder Han Bing and Elder Luo Yan both said so, I will not object, with your achievements, you are enough to become a reserve elder!"

Lin Mu's smile suddenly blossomed, as bright as a flower, and he bowed and thanked him.

At this time, there was a commotion below.

A group of mortals, running at full speed, had already run to the front of the mountain gate.

Everyone was extremely excited and kept shouting.

"Take me in!"

"I will work hard to practice!"

Shi Weihan glanced at the disciples below, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

A huge palm fell from the sky and slapped down.

The crowd was swallowed by the giant palm, and the giant palm dissipated the light, leaving only a huge palm print in the original place.

A group of mortals, all died, and blood flowed like a river in the palm print.

Lin Mu and all the disciples took a breath of cold air.

Luo Yan and Fairy Han Bing had calm expressions and did not react at all.

Shi Weihan turned around and looked at Lin Mu, smiling and said: "Let's go, let's talk about everything back to the sect!"