Ten days pass in a blink of an eye.

On this day, many disciples from the sect gathered in the wide square before the Lingyue Sect Hall. They were not all here to participate in the competition, but most of them were watching the fun.

Many disciples on the periphery whispered in groups of three or five, and only a spacious space was empty under the steps in front of the hall, where there was no one making noise, and the disciples watching the fun around them consciously retreated outside the circle, because there was a place where the participating disciples could go.

There, dozens of people had gathered there at this time, some of them were from the inner sect, and there were also a few outer sect disciples, but without exception, they all had the eighth level of foundation building and the few were already at the Great Perfection of Foundation Building.

Di Xuan is one of the people in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. He reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment several months ago. During this period, he had been in seclusion and devoted himself to practicing under the instructions of Zhou Xiantai. However, it was not that easy to form a pill. He was in seclusion for several months but still did not touch the hurdle of the Golden Pill Realm. It happened that the Black Mist Valley was opened and he came out of seclusion, with the purpose of seeking opportunities in the Black Mist Valley.

Next to Di Xuan, he followed Xue Ziqi as usual, and he actually wanted to participate in this competition, which means that he had reached the eighth level of foundation building.

Xue Ziqi looked at the senior brothers and sisters around her, with a hint of worry in her eyes, and said to Di Xuan: "Senior Brother Di, do you think... do I really have a chance?"

Di Xuan glanced at him and curled his lips, "Look at your promising prospects, you're too scared before you can compare? Don't worry, to be honest, your talent for alchemy is really good. It's only half a year, and it has reached a level that many disciples can't reach in one or two years. Even if you are not worse than some inner disciples, you still have hope for you to perform well this time."

After hearing Di Xuan say this, Xue Ziqi felt a little relieved and said with some expectations: "Don't worry, Brother Di, I will do my best to strive to go to the Black Mist Valley with my senior brother!"

Di Xuan nodded without comment, then looked at a kind-looking young man in front of him and said politely: "Senior Brother Xu, the time is almost over? Can you do statistics?"

The young man who seemed to be only 30 years old was Xu Huaishan, the eldest disciple of the head of Lingyue Sect. Although he looked less than 30 years old, he was actually in his forties. However, this age was not very great for a monk. His strength was already in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Because he had only been to the Black Mist Valley five years ago, he did not go this time. Today he is here to be responsible for the competition.

Xu Huaishan glanced at the surroundings, then nodded slightly and said, "Yes, that's fine."

"Now start registering, you come here one by one." He said to dozens of people around him, and then said to a thick-browed young man next to him, "Xiao Wu, come and register."

"Yes, senior brother." The young man named 'Xiao Wu' nodded, then took out paper and pen from the object-taking ring, and began to register the information of the disciples who signed up for the competition.

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"Not good! Registration has started! Junior Brother Lin, hurry up!!"

Just as the registration was about to end, an anxious voice suddenly sounded at the edge of the square, and then a fat figure separated the crowd and squeezed into it. Behind him, there was a calm-looking young man.

When the fat figure rushed to the open space in front of the hall, he suddenly found that everyone inside turned to look at him, and suddenly became a little embarrassed and embarrassed. He walked up and smiled at Xu Huaishan with a pleasing smile: "Hehe, that... Hello, Senior Brother Xu! Hello, everyone! I'm here to sign up for the competition. I'm sorry, I'm a little late..."

"Fei Biao?" Xu Huaishan was stunned, then frowned slightly, "Should you register yourself."

"Yes, yes..." Fei Biao responded repeatedly, then turned to the person behind him and said, "Junior Brother Lin, let's go and line up."

At this time, everyone discovered that there was actually someone behind the fat man. Di Xuan and Xue Ziqi were both stunned when they saw that person. Then Xue Ziqi subconsciously exclaimed: "Lin Feng!!"

Xue Ziqi's exclamation seemed to contain a lot of emotions, including shock, resentment, and fear. Looking at Lin Feng, he was stunned for a moment.

Lin Feng also saw Di Xuan and Xue Ziqi, but he did not react. Instead, he walked to the end of the registration team with Fei Biao and waited silently for registration.

Soon, it was Lin Feng's turn. He said to the registered young man: "Lin Feng, a disciple of the South Courtyard, is currently the guardian of the Spirit Beast Garden. Please trouble your senior brother."

"Hmph! Is the only low-grade fire spirit root qualification really want to participate in the competition? Are you sure you have the eighth floor of foundation building? Don't wait for a while to be embarrassed!"

A cold snorted disdain suddenly came from the side. Everyone around was stunned. When they turned around, they saw that the person who was talking was Di Xuan, the senior brother of the South Courtyard. Many people looked at Di Xuan and Lin Feng strangely, and some even started to talk in a low voice.

Lin Feng ignored the fingers of the people around him. He just glanced at Di Xuan and Xue Ziqi calmly and said lightly: "This is not a problem for Senior Brother Laudi. Although my qualifications are not very good, I am lucky enough to receive a few snow pills from the deputy sect leader and Elder Guo. I have been lucky enough to reach the eighth floor of foundation building. Speaking of which, I have to thank Senior Brother Di for the task of guarding the Spirit Beast Garden assigned to me, otherwise I would not have such a chance."

He knew that his cultivation was easy to arouse suspicion, so he simply told the "reason" first.

"The deputy sect leader and Elder Guo rewarded you Xueyang Pill?!" Di Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was a little surprised, but then he guessed the reason. He knew about the advancement of the purple-topped Thunder Crane and the Youxuan Demon Wolf, but he didn't know that both elders had rewarded Lin Feng with things. Now when Lin Feng said that, he understood.

"He actually reached the eighth level of foundation building?! This... how is this possible!!" Xue Ziqi, who was standing beside him, was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He had almost no slack in the past six months, and he had only been the sixth level of foundation building until a month ago. In order to take advantage of this sect competition, he spent a lot of money to get two snow pills and forcibly upgraded his cultivation to the eighth level of foundation building. He thought that this would be able to get away from the "enemy" Lin Feng and find a chance to take revenge in the future, but he didn't expect that the other party was not inferior to him at all, which hit him a big blow.

After a brief shock and surprise, Di Xuan looked contemptuous again in his eyes and snorted coldly: "It turns out that it was all improved by the Xueyang Pill. That's right, the only way to get the garbage qualification... But do you think you can get the qualification for trial by reaching the eighth level of foundation building? You really overestimate yourself!"

"..." Lin Feng looked at Di Xuan with some strangeness, not understanding why the other party suddenly became so sarcastic. However, he didn't know that Di Xuan really disliked him, not only because he didn't get the sacred vine from him, but also because of the fact that Jie Feiyuan ran to him every few days. In Di Xuan's heart, he even thought that Lin Feng and Jie Feiyuan had already "a stingy", so he naturally held a grudge.

"Elder Wen is here!"

At this moment, a young man suddenly yelled beside him. Everyone was shocked and stopped talking. They looked respectfully at the entrance of the hall.

I saw an old man with white haired fairy-like purple robe walking out of the hall, his steps were steady and calm, but he was not angry and powerful. This person was the Supreme Elder of Lingyue Sect, Wen Mochen, who was a powerful cultivator in the Great Perfect Realm of the Golden Pill.

After Wen Mochen walked out of the hall, he said to Xu Huaishan who was coming up: "Have all the people participating in the competition done?

Xu Huaishan said respectfully: "Elder Huiwen, all counted it, there are thirty-nine people in total, and they are all here."

Wen Mochen raised his eyes and glanced at Di Xuan and others who were standing respectfully under the steps. He simply confirmed that everyone was above the eighth floor of the foundation building, and then said calmly: "Appoint them to enter the side palace."

"Yes, Elder Wen." Xu Huaishan responded, then turned to everyone and said, "All contestants go to the side hall with me, and the rest are not allowed to follow."—

This chapter is to compensate for the update that was less than a few days ago. Sorry, it took so long to make up. If you are in good condition tomorrow, you will still have three updates. I hope everyone will have more red votes to support it.
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