Chapter 394 The Grandest Disciple Competition Begins

In Fengyu Tower, the disciples participating in the Feitian Sect competition have not arrived yet.

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

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

Hearing this, Wang Lei was surprised and then said.

"The Void Wandering Dragon Sword Technique is a technique passed down by the head of the Taiyi Qing Sect. Only the head of the sect can teach it. How come you have already come into contact with it?"

Shi Ming smiled.

"If it were in the past, it would have been impossible."

"But ever since Elder Black and White got into trouble in Western Xinjiang, the sect, under the leadership of Sect Leader Wu, has relaxed the restrictions. As long as one has the talent to comprehend, everyone can be rewarded with the previous Void Sword Spell."

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes, and his gaze was 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 come into contact with this peerless magic."

Wang Lei nodded, knowing that Shi Ming was right. After all, even among spiritual arts, the Void Dragon Sword Technique was one of the most advanced ones.

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

The Five Poison Sect was previously extremely vicious and believed in raising poisonous insects. The competition among the disciples was also brutal.

Feitianmen is extremely humane in this respect.

They never use these living disciples to practice martial arts.

And because they came from other sects, they were eager to make achievements.

He wanted to make a splash at the conference, hoping to gain the favor of some high-ranking official and become his disciple.

Afterwards, the two discussed some other things and their expressions looked much better.

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

The two smiled, having already made a decision in their hearts.

……

When everyone was preparing for the disciple competition.

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

Strong dragons gather together, and many snakes coexist.

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

"If you want to successfully seize a glimmer of hope among so many disciples and snatch the Martial Luck Golden Pill, you can imagine how difficult it is."

Dong Feng frowned.

"I heard that this time, there are nearly a thousand free cultivators who have accumulated enough contribution points."

"Although most of them are not authentic methods, even if we can pick one out of ten, we can still pick out a hundred or so strong people, which is not a good thing for us."

Especially those independent cultivators who are powerful, have been between life and death for a long time, are ruthless and will not give up until they achieve their goals. When they encounter an opportunity, they will swarm forward like a pack of wolves.

Dong Feng knew very well how terrifying they were.

Since joining Feitianmen, he chose the art of talisman making. Now he is already a second-rank talisman master. He is calm and reserved, and has won praise from many guardians.

He is a low-key person, usually upright and gentle, and never confronts others, which has won the trust of many disciples.

At this time, there were several people standing in front of him. Some of them had weathered faces and were old, while others were still young. Although their cultivation was not very powerful, they all obeyed his words.

They were all rootless and independent cultivators, so naturally they regarded him as the backbone of the group.

At this moment Dong Feng frowned slightly and said to himself.

"Even if we can't get first place, we should try our best to get the title of the Seven True Flying Gods. This is an honor and has practical benefits."

"More than half of the last Seven Ascensionists broke through to the Warrior Realm. The stronger they are, the stronger they become. On the other hand, only a few ordinary disciples broke through to the Warrior Realm. Although the theory of luck is mysterious, it cannot be ignored."

"Once I break through to the warrior realm, I will have more opportunities to go to the Blood and Bone Cult to avenge the entire village and my cousin."

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

Someone next to him spoke up.

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

Dong Feng closed his eyes slightly.

"Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, it would be great if you could investigate."

"Just remember to be discreet."

the man said.

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

At this moment, another disciple nearby spoke.

"Brother Dong, someone from the Huo family just came here and said they wanted to get in touch with you. They also gave you a lot of spirit stones."

Dong Feng smiled coldly.

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

Several people nodded quickly.

Dong Feng spoke.

"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 tried to find Huo Bingshuang several times but to no avail. Huo Bingshuang has refused to see anyone. I think she wants to start with us, try to win us over, and get information from us."

Then he thought of something and said.

"Remember not to let them take advantage of you. Children of the Han clan like me should be more cautious in our daily lives."

"They wanted to start with the children of the Han Clan like us to get information, but they underestimated us."

"Brother is right. No wonder those high-ranking officials think highly of you. Your thoughts and concerns are far beyond ours."

……

In the mountains behind Feitian Gate, there was a man wearing animal skins, with a strong body and a bare chest.

Beside him was a huge horse, a white horse with golden horns, snow-white hooves, and deer patterns on its body.

It turned out to be a horse carrying clouds.

When the horse came over, it stuck out its tongue and bit him eagerly.

Although the number of Tuoyun horses in Feitianmen has increased a lot over the years, this creature is still precious.

Normally, only those with the rank of Dharma Protector or above are qualified to ride.

If seen by outsiders, it would be seen that a disciple of Tongqi was walking so close to the Tuoyun Horse.

It will definitely shock a lot of people.

There were also a few people nearby who were also dressed in animal skins. Some of them were carrying buckets to feed the Tuoyun Horse, while others were holding brushes to wash the horse.

"Little Lord……"

Before he could finish his words, the tall man stared at the two of them.

"What Young Master? Since we have already joined the sect, we no longer have the old title. Just call me Senior Brother."

Those people quickly changed their words.

"Brother, in addition to those powerful opponents in the past few days, I heard that Wang Lei and Shi Ming had a lot of contact, and he even asked about your news a few days ago."

Wulang snorted coldly. "Many years ago, the tribe moved into Feitianmen and offered the skin of the tribe spirit. The leader sympathized with us and raised horses and animals for Feitianmen."

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

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"It's a pity that Nie Meng was unlucky and died in the last sect turmoil. Otherwise, he would have been on the list of this disciple competition."

After hearing this, several people did not dare to say more. Everyone knew that among the disciples, Nie Meng and Wulang had the best relationship and were the closest to them.

They thought of the stubborn young man who had dared to argue directly with the Dharma Protector Ye about the law of swords and sabers in the Dharma Hall.

It was a pity that their fate was too cruel. First, because of their Yin-Yang sword tactics, the family was spied on by the devil cultivator, and then all 272 members of the family were slaughtered.

He originally wanted to join Feitian Sect so that he could practice hard and avenge this blood feud.

Unexpectedly, he died in the sect war before he could learn anything.

"This is all fate. In this vast world of cultivation, who dares to say that they will not die?"

……

A quiet room.

There was a woman sitting on the mat. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a ray of cold light came before she could strike, and smashed the paperweight next to her into pieces the moment her eyes opened.

She had a fair face, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed at this moment, and her long hair fell like a waterfall behind her. It was Yan Qingying.

At this moment Yan Qingying stood up and sighed softly.

"I have been suppressing myself for ten years."

"In this disciple competition, I must win the Martial Fortune Golden Pill."

……

In the blink of an eye, another day has passed.

The light is shining and the sun is rising.

Ye Yang collected the first ray of purple energy from heaven and earth. After practicing, he felt that the magic power of Zhu Chan swallowing the moon in his body had become more refined.

And the evil energy on the body surface becomes more and more intense.

A thick layer of evil has formed outside his body.

"The self-generated evil in the body has reached a certain level, and the evil nurturing realm has been perfected. It is now possible to integrate the evil of heaven and earth."

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

But these two kinds of evil spirits are not suitable for him to use.

Integrating the evil spirits of heaven and earth is related to one's lifelong practice, so one must be cautious.

Ye Yang refused to randomly integrate the evil spirit no matter what, which would lead to eternal regret.

"Today is the sect's disciple competition."

Thinking of this, Ye Yang slowly stopped practicing.

Walked out of the door.

The sect had already sent him the robes, and Xiuya had them cut properly for him and cleaned them specially.

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

At this time, in the main hall of Feitianmen, many disciples stood together, there were more than two thousand of them, forming several venues with clear boundaries.

Some of them were wearing the robes of Feitian Sect disciples.

Another group consisted of female cultivators, who looked extremely cold, with swords on their backs, and looked as if they wanted to keep strangers away.

This is a cultivator from Fengyu Tower.

Among the major subordinate families, each family can only recommend five to ten people to participate in the competition, and there are also quite a few disciples.

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

Some wore straw raincoats, some wore animal skins, and some wore coarse linen clothes. The magical instruments in their hands were also different.

Some of them carry long swords, some carry gourds, some hold ghost claws, maces, giant hammers, and even farm tools, and so on.

These are the independent cultivators who have accumulated more than a thousand contribution points.

Looking around, there were thousands of disciples in the crowd.

But everyone had a determined look in their eyes, knowing that the competition that would decide their fate was right before them, so they were all on high alert and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

About a quarter of an hour later.

The earth trembled and the bells rang.

The sound of the huge bell echoed throughout the Feitian Gate.

The air was filled with smoke, as if a strong fragrance was covering the ground.

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

Then, there was a flash of light, and a majestic aura surged down from the sky.

The blinding light tore through the sky, and then several figures landed on the stage one after another.

"The host of these disciples' competition has finally arrived."

There were three hosts in total. Their exact ages and faces could not be identified. They were all wrapped in black robes and golden masks.

But there is a powerful and unbelievable aura about them.

The disciples looked up and felt that the masters had great magical powers. Even the light was absorbed and distorted by their powerful aura.

"At the very least, they are all strong warriors."

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

In order to avoid suspicion, Feitianmen concealed the faces of all the ring hosts.

No matter how hard they looked, they couldn't see clearly what those people looked like.

These people are extraordinary even among the powerful warriors, which is enough to show the importance that Feitianmen attaches to this disciple competition.

The Feitian Sect has been established for thousands of years.

This is the largest disciple competition.

On the other side, on a high platform, a purple light suddenly appeared from the sky, like the 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 is revealed faintly, with a majestic momentum that overwhelms the heavens.

The huge airflow made everyone tremble involuntarily.

"It's the ancestor of the True Person Realm."

"It's Sect Leader Gu. He actually showed up as well."

"Today, I actually met the head ancestor who is at the level of a real person. It really brings glory to this humble place. His eyes are full of spirit."

Before everyone could react, they saw a gigantic demon snake hundreds of feet tall slowly appearing behind the old ancestor with a strong purple light.

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