Yao Qing opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Uncle Qin Yuan has actually broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul! He only broke through the Nascent Soul stage five years ago, and his cultivation speed is so fast. He is truly a genius in cultivation!"

In terms of age, Qin Yuan is much older than them. It can be said that he is of the same generation. However, he is the disciple of the former Formation Peak Master and now the Supreme Elder, which means he is one generation older than them.

And regardless of seniority or cultivation level, he completely crushed them and made them convinced.

Qin Yuan is a close disciple of the Supreme Elder of Zhenfeng. He has a high seniority and a high level of cultivation. It would be great if he could become his teacher.

If Xu Jiaojiao passes the screening step by step and enters the Yuntian Sect, she can at most enter the inner sect and study with the inner sect disciples at first. Later, if her talent is noticed by an elder, she may be able to become a direct disciple.

But how can the inner sect elders compare with Qin Yuan? Behind him is the Supreme Elder, and the current leader of the formation peak is his direct senior brother. He knows that the resources will definitely not be bad.

Jiayin listened to them while looking around the inside of the hall.

This main hall, how can I say it? It really looks like the main hall where the emperor went to court.

There is a rectangular open space between the two rows of pillars, and there is a high platform with nine steps in the innermost part facing the door.

However, what is placed on it is not a dragon chair, but a golden futon. The relief carved on the back is a picture of auspicious clouds and cranes, which should be where the elder who teaches is sitting.

There are more than a dozen lamps hanging on the top, but there are no candles or oil lamps inside, but night pearls. The entire hall is illuminated brightly, and every detail is visible.

There should have been rows of futons on the ground below. Now the futons have been collected and two rows of low tables have been placed. There are still marks underneath that have been worn over many years. They should be used by the disciples to listen to classes and meditate.

At this time, many Fu Feng disciples had arrived one after another. Yang Suzhong stopped talking, led them in and arranged to sit in the third row.

The three of them sat down behind a table respectively. Jiayin looked at the table, where there was a pot of spiritual tea and a plate of spiritual fruits.

I have never seen this kind of spiritual fruit before. I took a few more glances out of curiosity. It looks a bit like a plum in the mortal world, but the color is not purple-red, but bright pink. It is also slightly larger than a plum. It looks very good.

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I just don’t know if this spiritual fruit only contains spiritual energy, or if it has any other additional effects? Jiayin saw that no one else was touching it, so he was too embarrassed to try it first.

"laugh--"

A chuckle came from the side.

Jiayin followed the voice and saw a middle-aged female monk looking at her with disdain, as if she was laughing at her for being a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Well, it didn't seem like she was just laughing at her, even Xu Jiaojiao could tell.

"Sister Jiayin, why is she laughing? She's not laughing at us, is she?"

Jiayin shook his head and said: "You are not laughing at us, you are laughing at me. You are laughing at me for staring at the spiritual fruit because I have never seen the world."

"Oh, you are quite self-aware."

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