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Ouyang Tian recalled the past of Prince Liansheng, and a detached aura appeared on his body.
Ouyang looked calm and calm: "I said it's better not to expose some things. If you expose them, people will die. Do you understand?"
The big man in black forced out a smile: "I understand, I understand!"
"You understand, why don't you back down?" Ouyang Tian's voice turned cold instantly, and the sharp sword intent seemed to penetrate the body of the big man in black.
"Yes, yes, let's go now!"
"Don't make too much noise." Ouyang Tian snorted.
"Yes, yes!" The big man in black who had survived the disaster quietly exited Ouyang Tian's room!
"Huh!" Ouyang Tian couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief after confirming that the big man in black had left. He was scared to death. This feeling of walking on the edge of life and death was really scary.
Fortunately, he got a leaf of the Ancient Sword Immortal Grass in the world of Zhuxian Sword. Although Ouyang Tian can't exert the power of this leaf now, the sword-shaped leaf has the courage to fight for it. The sword intention of Tianchu Sword is still there, all Ouyang Tian did was to mobilize the sword intention on the sword-shaped leaf.
The Ancient Sword Immortal Grass can fight back and forth with the un-sainted Tongtian Taoist. Even if his sword power is less than one billionth of what it was in its heyday, it is not something that a mortal like the big man in black can withstand.
After being so frightened, the big man in black did not come to trouble Ouyang Tian again. Ouyang Tian spent two days peacefully in the Immortal Pavilion.
Finally, it¡¯s the day of the Ascension Conference!
??A spiritual light flashed across the sky above Chuyun City, and immortal cultivators from nearby sects came across the sky!
"Look, the immortal, it's the immortal. The immortal is flying on the sword!"
"Hillbilly, don't you understand this? This is called flying with a sword!"
"Hoar!" Tiger roars came from the sky, and an immortal cultivator rode a white tiger with long wings on its back and landed in Chuyun City.
The immortal cultivators above Chuyun City didn't care at all about the mortals shouting below. Those who can pass the Immortal Climbing Conference can enter the Immortal Sect and become a handyman for ten years. If they can draw Qi into the body and step into the realm of refining within ten years, Only those with the Qi realm are qualified to become outer disciples. At that time, they will reluctantly call them fellow disciples. As for now, these mortals are not even qualified to let them take another look.
The immortal cultivator riding on the double-winged white tiger is called Zhao Sun, and the one riding the sword is called Wu Xin. Both of them are at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
"Ascending the Immortal Conference, I wonder how many good seedlings this Chuyun City can produce?" Zhao Sun said that he did not have any expectations for this Immortal Climbing Conference.
The Immortal Climbing Conference is held every ten years, but there are only a handful of good seedlings discovered over the years. Most of them have been in the sect for ten years and then been kicked out of the sect. The name is hanging around outside.
¡°It¡¯s an unexpected surprise to be able to produce a Qi Refiner!¡± Wu Xin also had the same attitude.
Chuyun City is just a small city, and the probability of recruiting a genius to cultivate immortality is really very small. If it were other big cities, there would be some hope.
With the exception of Chuyun City, the thirty-six cities in the Great Xia Kingdom are all holding ascension conferences. Those big cities have inner disciples who are in the foundation building period, and the probability of recruiting geniuses is also higher.
"The Beast Control Sect, the one riding the big white tiger should be from the Beast Control Sect, right?"
"Purple Air Immortal Sect, the one who wields the sword should be from the Purple Air Immortal Sect."
It's no wonder that Ouyang Tianhui noticed these two sects first. These two sects were the largest, occupying almost half of the square, and the remaining dozen sects such as Siping Sect and Lianlian Island were all crowded together. When we are together, there is nothing serious about them at first glance.
Wu Xin and Zhao Sun each fell in front of their own sect signs.
"Whoops!" A huge banner hung next to the sect's sign.
This banner lists three requirements.
1. Must be under twenty-five years old!
2. The strength is not weaker than the third level of physical realm!
3. Those with physical disabilities will not be accepted!
This is just the most basic requirement. Only those who meet these three requirements are eligible to participate in the Climbing Conference!
"I'll come!" A young man walked up to Zhao Sun.
Zhao Sun glanced at the young man indifferently and threw a bronze pillar casually: "Punch him!"
"Buzz!" Without saying a word, this young man directly punched the bronze pillar, causing the bronze pillar to glow slightly.
"Age eighteen, third level of physical cultivation, no spiritual roots, unqualified!" Zhao ??I didn¡¯t even bother to ask the young man¡¯s name and directly declared him unqualified.
Wu Xin¡¯s first one was also unqualified. The Immortality Conference is not something that just cats and dogs can come to join in the fun.
"boom!"
"Unqualified!"
"boom!"
"Unqualified!"
"boom!"
"Unqualified!"
More than 100 people in a row have failed!
"Bang!" Another person punched the bronze pillar.
"Dai Chong, age thirteen, sixth level of physical cultivation, low-grade earth spiritual root, passed the test!" Zhao Sun's face finally looked better. He finally got a decent one. With spiritual root, he can at least cultivate to the point of refining qi. environment.
Wu Xin raised his eyebrows. Zhao Sun was so lucky to recruit a disciple with spiritual roots so quickly. In the past, a small place like Yun City at the beginning of the year might not be able to recruit a disciple with spiritual roots until the end.
Spiritual roots can be said to be the key to entering the world of immortality. Those who possess spiritual roots are considered to be natural cultivators and have incomparable advantages in cultivation. Although it is possible to practice without spiritual roots, it is far from efficient in cultivation. He competed with immortal cultivators with spiritual roots, but his cultivation efficiency was only one-tenth or even one percent of theirs!
"Xue Rong, sixteen years old, cultivated to the sixth level of the physical realm, no spiritual roots, qualified!" Finally, Wu Xin managed to recruit someone who had seen it. Although he had no spiritual roots, he was at the sixth level of the physical realm at a young age. , if you are lucky, you can still enter the Qi Refining Realm.
The Ascension Conference is still going on, and most people have been eliminated. Only a few of the most favored ones can be selected. As for the one with spiritual roots, Dai Chong is the only one.
Dai Chong was also very proud. He could clearly feel that he was different. Zhao Sun was dismissive of several other people, but he treated himself as a senior brother. This is spiritual root, and this is the gap!
"Why are you squeezing? You, a little baby who has not yet been weaned, want to become an immortal?" A young man in brocade clothes pushed Ouyang Tian away.
Ouyang Tian recognized this young man in brocade clothes, who lived in the Immortal Pavilion like him, and spent five hundred taels of gold to buy the root soup.
The young man in brocade clothes glanced at Ouyang Tian who was lying on the ground, straightened his brocade clothes and walked up to Wu Xin like a proud rooster.
"Buzz!" The young man in brocade robe punched the bronze pillar.
"Xia Huyi, age twenty, sixth level of physical realm, unqualified!" Wu Xin snorted, age twenty, too old.
Even though he heard that he was unqualified, Xia Huyi still did not back down and smiled slightly: "I am from the Daxia Royal Family. According to the agreement between the Daxia Royal Family and the Immortal Sect, as long as I offer a spiritual object, I can join the Immortal Sect!"
"Not bad!" Wu Xin nodded.
"Please let the immortal take a look at it!" Xia Huyi presented a wooden box.
Wu Xin opened the wooden box and nodded: "Five-hundred-year-old ginseng, good stuff, you are qualified!"
The corner of Xia Hu's mouth raised. At this moment, he was still proud. He was a member of the Daxia royal family and these underground muds were different. Even if he was unqualified, he could still enter the Immortal Sect through the royal family's privileges. However, these underground muds could only look at him with envy. !
"Stand behind!" Wu Xin snorted. It's embarrassing. Until now, he has not received anyone with spiritual roots, and he has also met Xia Huyi, a related person. This time the ascension conference will definitely be defeated by Zhao. Sun Bi went down, and it would be a shame if he was in a good mood. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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