Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Outer Disciple Competition, the third round begins!"

Sect Master Zhao of the Yaogu Sect looked at Ye Ling attentively, as if expecting him, and then his clear voice echoed throughout the Taoist altar!

The only more than 120 outer disciples left on the Taoist altar immediately dispersed, looking for opponents and fighting one by one.

Without exception, Ye Ling faced another strong man at the third level of Qi training!

A tall and mighty figure looked down at Ye Ling, looking down on him in every possible way, and snorted: "This opponent is too weak! I am the fourth son of the Han Immortal Cultivation Family, Han Junxiong! Which Immortal Cultivation Family are you from?"

"My dear, Ye Ling, was born into a poor family. Before entering the valley, he always lived in Fengqiao Bridge Cave."

Ye Ling said calmly, showing no emotion or anger, he was just stating a fact.

"Hahaha! He turns out to be a poor man. Just give up on your own initiative. I will give you a few spiritual stones as a pity for you, haha! Ha...ah!"

With a shrill scream, the tall and mighty Han Junxiong flew out far away like a kite with its string broken! He rolled several somersaults on the Taoist altar, Gudong! He fell down and fell unconscious!

A powerful aura from the third level of Qi training exploded on Ye Ling! Coupled with the astonishing evil energy all over Ye Lingzhou's body, he stirred up fighting spirit and coercion far beyond the same level!

Everyone in the Taoist altar who had pointed out and paid attention to Ye Ling trembled, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief! There was a huge wave in my heart!

"Oh my God! The famous Fourth Young Master Han, who was very promising to be among the top ten in the outer sect competition, was defeated in the blink of an eye!"

"What's the name of the winner in the moon-white satin gown? Ye? It's so awesome! It's scary!"

"Ye Ling from Qingzhuyuan!"

"What? Brother Ye is at the third level of Qi training! He is actually at the third level of Qi training!" He Jingsheng, who had just managed to defeat a second-level Qi training man, turned around after hearing this and looked at this scene in horror!

He Jingsheng's handsome face twitched so hard that he almost dropped his chin! The spiritual pressure and evil energy emanating from Ye Ling's body made him breathe a little faster!

Suqin's autumn-like eyes looked at Ye Ling with complicated meanings, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time!

"How did Brother Ye take action? This, this is incredible!" Zishan's surprise was beyond words, and her big eyes suddenly flashed with excitement!

"Ye Ling's cultivation exploded in an instant! He used his extremely proficient wind control technique to freeze the magic power in Han Junxiong's body and threw him directly off the Taoist altar!" Xuan, who is a female elder in the foundation building stage Qing was explaining to the new female disciple Zishan in a gentle manner.

The yellow-shirted monk who fought against Ye Ling in the second round had a look of fear on his face. He was frightened, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the unconscious Han Junxiong with sympathy and pity, and secretly thought that he really lost. There is no injustice at all, this Brother Ye is definitely showing mercy!

On the high platform of the Taoist altar, Sect Master Zhao, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up and said softly: "Is it the third level of Qi training? What a brilliant hermit cultivation technique! It must have been that the Sect Master's spiritual consciousness just swept across it in a hurry, and he was careless. He was in a hurry. I didn’t see it. Well, it must be like this.”

Elder Zhou Chong, who had thick eyebrows and broad eyebrows, had a gloomy face as if he wanted to squeeze out water. He clenched his fists as if his whole body was trembling!

"Good boy! On the day when Heavenly General Baoguang came, he must have concealed from me what kind of inheritance and fortune he had received! Otherwise, with his ordinary qualifications of all spiritual roots, placed around Maple Bridge Town, there would be eight thousand instead of ten thousand! It’s impossible for anyone with such ordinary qualifications to advance to the third level of Qi training in just two months! It’s so annoying!”

After the first three rounds of the outer disciple competition, there were only about sixty winners left in the dojo, and it was the most critical fourth round!

This round will decide where the strongest among the outer disciples will go!

The winner, according to the practice of Yaogu Sect, must be among the top 30 in the competition and worship at the inner gate!

The loser will regret defeat and step down, but he will still be an outer disciple!

"I want to challenge Ye Ling!" A domineering voice shocked the entire audience!

What is surprising is that this sound did not come from the sixty or so outer disciples in the dojo, but came from the high platform!

Everyone was shocked. They followed the sound and saw a graceful and noble young man standing in front of Elder Song, who majored in the Thunder Element of our sect!

"It's the young master of the Yuan Cultivation Family, Yuan Hao! His grandfather Yuan Guangxi is the Jindan Elder of the Tiandan Immortal Sect!"

"This Yuan Hao's Lei Spiritual Root has reached sixty-seven points. He is an extremely talented rising star! He is also the strongest among our outer disciples! If he hadn't been selected in advance, he would have been the top one!"

Up and down the Taoist altar, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and some female nuns put aside their reserve, flushed their cheeks, and cheered with excitement and admiration!

The sect leader Zhao Yuanzhen frowned. Yuan Hao's grandfather was the elder of the Immortal Sect Jindan. He couldn't even afford to offend him, the little Yaogu sect leader. With a wry smile on his face, he dissuaded him with kind words: "Nephew Yuan Xian, you You are already a disciple of the inner sect. I worship Elder Song as my teacher. With your qualifications, you will advance to the late stage of qi training in a few years! When the time comes, you will be sent to the Tiandan Immortal Sect. Brilliant. Why should a wise nephew have the same experience as an outside disciple who comes from a poor background?"

"No! The dignity of our Great Immortal Cultivation Family cannot be challenged! Fourth Young Master Han was defeated because he underestimated his enemy, and I, Yuan, will save some face for him!"

The elegant Yuan Hao stepped off the platform with a cold look on his face, immediately attracting bursts of screams and cheers!

Especially the children of the major cultivating families, all of them are excited, thinking that the powerful Young Master Yuan will definitely win!

Elder Zhou Chong's livid face finally warmed up a bit, and he stared at Ye Ling secretly, which was extremely strange.

There was an undetectable flash in Ye Ling's eyes, and the extremely strong evil aura all over his body made the moon-white satin gown automatically move without wind! The fighting spirit in my heart reached its peak instantly!

Yuan Hao's expression became more solemn than ever before, but as the young master of the Great Immortal Cultivation Family, his sixty-eight points of Lei Linggen talent made him full of arrogance. He must win this battle!

Yuan Hao's palms burst out with a violent aura of thunder, and he hit Ye Ling unceremoniously!

"Five Thunder Curse! Nephew Yuan Xian is indeed a very talented thunder cultivator. He has exerted the power of thunder at the peak of his early Qi training! Huh? What!"

Sect Leader Zhao's calm expression just now suddenly became tense.

Under the powerful thunder of Yuan Hao's Five Thunder Curse, Ye Ling not only did not retreat or dodge, but instead blessed the golden bell to protect his body, turned into an afterimage, and suddenly attacked Yuan Hao!

Suddenly, Ye Ling's thunderstorm, wind blade, fireball, ice blade, ice cone, and other Taoist skills were so proficient that they broke through Yuan Hao's body defense like a rain of flowers, beating him back again and again!

After a crazy attack, Yuan Hao was injured in many places and was in a mess. He had long lost his grace and splendor.

When he looked at Ye Ling again, his face was slightly pale. The golden bell body protection was destroyed by the Five Thunder Curse, but a green light halo emitted from his hand, which resisted most of the thunder. It was a top-quality sapphire ring that could resist spell attacks!

Everyone in the Taoist altar gasped, Ye Ling's Taoism was too complicated and too proficient! It goes beyond the cognitive scope of ordinary monks!

"That's cruel! Although you resisted my Five Thunder Curse, but after using so many Taoist techniques, you don't have much mana left in your body! Haha! It's my young master's turn to fight back!"

While speaking, Yuan Hao didn't give Ye Ling a chance to swallow the best rejuvenation pill, and slashed out a bolt of thunder exuding a violent aura, which was extremely powerful! It also consumed a lot of Yuan Hao's mana.

Uh-huh!

Ye Ling's figure disappeared from the void! Yuan Hao's lightning slash instantly cut through the air!

"What? Water Hidden Technique!"

By the time Yuan Hao reacted, it was already too late.

In the void, Ye Ling recovered some of his magic power and slashed out a sharp ice blade in an instant! Immediately afterwards, as Ye Ling's figure appeared, ice cones and ice arrows continued one after another, and there was another overwhelming attack!

In the first wave of attacks, Ye Ling used all kinds of Taoist techniques. He realized that Yuan Hao's set of top-quality robes and talismans were only weak against the ice element, so Ye Ling focused on the flaws in the second wave of attacks!

"ah!"

A series of screams sounded, and Yuan Hao fell out hard, shivering with cold.

In an instant, the whole audience was shocked! Everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil! Looking at Ye Ling in disbelief!

Ye Ling glanced coldly at Yuan Hao who had fallen to the ground, then suddenly looked back and said a little lonely, "Who else is there?"

All the outer disciples on the Taoist altar shivered and subconsciously stepped back.

The losers in the fourth round retired from the Taoist altar in despair, leaving thirty-three strong men.

To Ye Ling's relief, Su Qin and He Jingsheng relied on their powerful equipment to defeat the third-level Qi-training monks, and they were among the remaining thirty or so.

Sect Master Zhao personally came down to treat Yuan Hao, looked back at the thirty-three outer disciples left on the Taoist altar, and said solemnly: "That's all, you thirty-three can all join the inner sect and become inner disciples! The outer sect disciples!" The competition is not over yet, the top ten will be determined in the next few rounds!”

There was another fierce battle in the Taoist altar! Only from Ye Ling's side, no one dared to come!

Ye Ling casually pointed at a lonely third-level Qi training disciple and said calmly: "Come here!"

The man bowed repeatedly and said with a wry smile: "Senior Brother Ye is so powerful that we are willing to admit defeat!"

In every subsequent round, everyone Ye Ling encountered would, without exception, surrender.

In the end, in the battle for first and second place, only Ye Ling was left, and there was a wretched and thin figure with a look of horror on his face.

"Li Bao?" Ye Ling was slightly startled and looked at him strangely.

Li Bao quickly sent a message to Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness and said flatteringly: "Master! I also admit defeat and send my master to the top of the list! My master is powerful in the Taoist altar and intimidates the heroes! Hehe."

Just as Li Bao was about to bow and surrender, Ye Ling immediately sent him a spiritual message: "Slow down! That old guy Zhou Chong is watching from above. You have to fight realistically and lose miserably! Do you understand?"

"The fight was realistic, but the defeat was tragic?" Li Bao was stunned for a moment, then with a bitter look on his face, he quickly sent out his spiritual thoughts and responded: "Understood! I understand, little one!"

boom! boom!

Li Bao deeply understood the secret, and as expected, he unleashed his Taoist magic with all his teeth and claws, striking at his master. His mind was unavoidably trembling and uneasy.

"Ah!" With a particularly shrill scream, Li Bao flew out from the altar far away, rolled a dozen times, and finally stopped.

Li Bao pretended to be in great pain and finally got up. He cupped his fists and boasted: "Senior Brother Ye is so powerful! Thank you so much for showing mercy to Senior Brother Ye! Congratulations to Senior Brother Ye for winning the first place in the outer sect competition! Li Bao ranked second and lost." You have to be convinced, hehe.”

Ever since he saw Ye Ling defeating Yuan Hao, Sect Master Zhao had already known this result. He sighed in his heart: How should he explain to the Jindan elder of the Tiandan Immortal Sect for hurting Yuan Hao? Although Ye Ling, who is at the top of the list, is superb in Taoism, he has mediocre qualifications and limited potential. Accepting him as his direct disciple would be a waste of the Wishful Transformation Pill. It’s just that the words have been spoken in public, and there is absolutely no reason to repent.

So even though Sect Master Zhao was not happy, he still kept his promise and agreed to accept Ye Ling as his personal disciple. He gave Ye Ling rewards one by one: a mid-level rejuvenation technique, a set of second-level top-grade magic tools and robes, and three bottles of Ruyi Zhuan Shen Dan that made all Qigong practitioners jealous!

The rest of the people, as long as they won the top ten in the outer sect competition, will receive rewards.

Finally, Sect Master Zhao waved his sleeves and said loudly: "This outer sect disciple competition is over! The thirty-three inner sect disciples who were promoted in the competition, plus the six disciples with excellent spiritual roots and talents, will follow this Sect Master and the elders to the sect hall to formally become disciples!"