Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

"I am an official of Yan State. If you touch me, Yan State will not let you go."

Murong Jue trembled and tried to move out of Yan State to protect his own safety.

"Might as well!"

After Bai Yikong finished speaking, his figure flashed and he was already in front of Murong Jue.

He stretched out a palm and pressed it on Murong Jue's head.

No matter whether Murong Jue wanted to dodge or resist, his whole body could not move.

There is a huge disparity in strength. This is the suppression of levels. There is no solution.

Murong Jue felt a sharp pain all over his body and collapsed to the ground.

"I just crippled your level of cultivation so that you can take care of yourself in the future!"

Bai Yikong looked at Murong Jue, whose eyes were distracted, and said coldly.

The further you get to the back of your practice, the harder it will be to break through.

Murong Jue's breakthrough to the third level of Qi refining took almost half of his time.

With a simple palm from Bai Yikong, it disappeared easily.

Although there is a hundred thousand resentments in my heart, I really dare not say anything.

Staggering, he took his servants and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

"Lin Fan, I have finished punishing Murong Jue. However, I am still very weak in the defensive formation of Xueting Village. I can only arrange one to protect the village. I cannot take care of the surrounding fields. What do you think?" Bai Yikong looked at it. Lin Fan asked.

"Well, thank you for your kindness, senior brother." Lin Fan bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

"Junior sister, help me protect the law, I will set up the formation." After Bai Yikong finished speaking, he got up on the crane and set up the formation in the air.

When Lin Fan saw Bai Yikong and Jiang Shuiling setting up the formation, he hurried back to pack his things.

It's said to be tidying up, but actually there's nothing to tidy up.

Three years after his parents passed away, Lin Fan was left with nothing of value. There was nothing valuable at home.

After packing a small package, it was Lin Fan's entire belongings.

The teacher, the children in the school, and the surrounding neighbors.

Waiting quietly in the courtyard, saying goodbye to Lin Fan.

"Little Ouyang, I will ask you to take care of my yard from now on. I will come back here and wait for my parents to come back." What Lin Fan is most worried about is his parents and the yard left by his parents.

Little Ouyang is Lin Fan's best playmate.

"Lin Fan, practice hard! Be a good immortal!" The teacher looked at Lin Fan and warned him worriedly.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely slay demons, defend the Tao, and be a good immortal." Lin Fan looked at the teacher in front of him as if he was his own grandfather.

Lin Fan's parents have been missing for many years, thanks to the care of their teacher.

Back in the square, Bai Yikong and Jiang Shuiling had already arranged the formation.

When Bai Yikong saw Lin Fan coming back, he didn't say much. He reached out and pulled Lin Fan behind him and sat on Bai He's back.

"Close your eyes! Hold tight!"

After Bai Yikong finished speaking, he saw the white crane flying in the sky.

Lin Fan originally wanted to sit on the back of the white crane and take a look at the scenery of Xueting Village from a high position.

Hearing what Bai Yikong said, he quickly closed his eyes.

"Lin Fan, you can open your eyes when you reach the level of Foundation Establishment or above. Otherwise, the strong wind may hit your face and cause damage to your eyes."

Seeing Lin Fan's confusion, Jiang Shuiling used the sound transmission technique to speak softly to Lin Fan.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Fan felt that the white crane seemed to have stopped on the ground and stopped flying.

"We're here," Bai Yikong said coldly, still concisely.

Lin Fan hurriedly opened his eyes and found that he had arrived at a huge square.

There were many teenagers similar to myself in the square.

There are dozens of them.

"Some of these people have been here for nearly a month. You are lucky, you can take the spiritual root test as soon as you arrive," Jiang Shuiling said to Lin Fan with a smile.

"Spiritual root test?" Lin Fan asked in confusion.

"Spiritual roots are divided into five categories: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Each spiritual root is divided into three levels: high-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade." Jiang Shuiling explained to Lin Fan patiently.

Lin Fan didn't expect that a spiritual root appraisal could be so complicated.

"Then what if it's a low-grade spiritual root?" Lin Fan asked worriedly.

"With high-grade spiritual roots, you can directly enter the Qingyun Sect and become a disciple of the corresponding master. With medium-grade spiritual roots, you can also join the Qingyun Sect, but you do not have the right to choose a master; with low-grade spiritual roots, you can only serve as an outer sect casual cultivator. , only after entering the foundation building stage can you officially join the Qingyun Sect!" Bai Yikong glanced at Lin Fan coldly and said expressionlessly.

"The cultivation level of foundation building is probably difficult to achieve in a lifetime, right?" Lin Fan couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing Bai Yikong's explanation!

"Of course, in addition to reaching the foundation building stage, there is another way, which can also allow you to officially join the Qingyun Sect from the outer sect," Jiang Shuiling said with a smile.

"What way?" When Lin Fan arrived here, he seemed to have a hundred thousand reasons and kept asking endlessly.

"It's not easy for the Qingyun Sect to become a casual cultivator. Every three years, there is a competition among the outer sect's casual cultivators. The top ten can directly join the Qingyun Sect!" Jiang Shuiling said with a smile.

"Every three years, the top ten looks good!" Lin Fan muttered to himself after hearing this.

"Well, that's good! You wait here. After the spiritual root test is over, other senior brothers will make corresponding arrangements. Three bells will ring to start."

Before Jiang Shuiling left, he did not forget to tell Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at the people in the square, in small groups, whispering.

They are all in their teens.

Some people are richly dressed, others in rags.

It can be seen that everyone's family circumstances are different.

Those who are gorgeously dressed and have extraordinary manners can tell that they are from noble families.

But regardless of their origin, everyone is treated equally when they arrive at the Qingyun Sect, and everyone has to wait for the spiritual root evaluation.

Finally, based on the attributes and levels of the spiritual roots, the discipleship in the Qingyun Sect is determined.

As for the master, it is the identity of the Qingyun Sect.

Some people are very optimistic.

Some people sigh, fearing that if low-grade spiritual roots are detected, they will be classified as outsiders of the Qingyun Sect.

"Blessed by our ancestors, we have high-quality spiritual roots."

Some people knelt on the ground, put their hands together, and prayed for the blessing of their ancestors.

"I'm afraid of a hammer. Even if it's a low-grade spiritual root, it doesn't matter. If you win the championship in three years of competition, it's not much worse than a high-grade spiritual root!" Someone said with great pride.

"Boy, are you new? Qingyun Sect has tens of thousands of casual cultivators, and they compete once every three years. Only the top ten are selected. This difficulty is lower than the probability of high-grade spiritual roots!" Someone sarcastically said.

Hearing this, Lin Fan, who also had hopes for the three-year competition, felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

Tens of thousands of people participated in the competition held every three years among casual cultivators.

"clang"

"clang"

"clang"

Three bells rang, and the square outside Qingyun Zongshan's gate suddenly became quiet.

Everyone knows that Qingyun Sect's monthly spiritual root test has officially begun.

The three elders of Qingyun Sect sat on the stools that had been arranged one after another.

The three elders are: Elder Qingfeng, Elder Xuanbing: Han Bingzi, and Elder Alchemy: Baicao Xian.

When the elders sat down, an older man said loudly, "Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements of spiritual roots, each has its own attributes, high, middle, and low grades, and the way of heaven is determined. Whoever's name is called will automatically come forward to accept the test!" "

"Murong Yunfei"

As soon as the host finished speaking, a young man in gorgeous clothes and extraordinary appearance walked out of the crowd and walked towards the three elders.

"Murong Yunfei, from the royal family of the Yan Kingdom!"

"It's incredible, there are actually people from the royal family participating in this spiritual root test."

......

Hearing these comments, Murong Yunfei couldn't help but look back proudly.

As a member of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, before entering the Qingyun Sect, he also had the opportunity to come into contact with some cultivation techniques.

At this point, he is already far beyond his peers.