northernbook Chapter 167 2 Senior Sister Begins to Respect Teacher 10
Chapter 167 2 Senior Sister Begins to Respect Teacher 10
The top three sects are recognized as the three strongest sects and are also the leaders of the world of cultivation.
The strength of Taiyi Sect, Wanjian Sect and Qingyuan Sect is balanced with each other. What will happen in the future depends on the cultivation trends of the younger generation.
Immortal Master Yun Ye also rose to fame from obscurity, and now stands at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation. After thousands of years, there will always be some familiar peers standing in the same position.
The Fuyou Immortal Venerable of Taiyi Sect, the Qianshang Sword Venerable of Wanjian Sect, and the Feiyu Immortal Venerable of Yushou Sect were all peers of Yun Ye. Since Yun Ye came to watch the competition, they all came to join in the fun.
This is the territory of Taiyi Sect. The man sitting in the main seat raised his peach blossom eyes, and a sense of impropriety came out. If he was not handsome, he really couldn't match his romantic temperament.
At the moment, he was looking around at the various arenas where the fighting was taking place, while secretly observing Yun Ye's expression.
"I say... Yunye, who are you attracted to? Stop hiding it and let us open our eyes too."
Yun Ye said calmly, "I won't accept any more disciples. Don't waste your time."
"You're not accepting disciples? You only have three disciples, and you're not accepting disciples anymore. Could it be that the successor has already been decided?" Fuyou asked in surprise.
When they reached the Mahayana realm, in addition to constantly accumulating their cultivation and looking for opportunities to ascend, they did so in order to pass on their skills. However, the quality of their disciples varied greatly, and many of them continued to accept disciples because they could not find one that suited their taste.
Generally, a disciple is called a closed disciple only when he has a disciple who inherits the master's legacy.
Yun Ye's three disciples are all good, but they don't seem to have mutated ice spirit roots...
Qianshang Sword Master, whose aura was as sharp as his sword, said, "I heard that a disciple of yours has become a ruthless cultivator, and she's a female cultivator."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only the Mahayana stage, but also the heads and elders of other sects who were listening with their ears perked up, all looked over.
Cultivating the ruthless way? How long has it been since this happened in the cultivation world?
Yun Ye's deep blue eyes were calm, and no one could tell what his emotion was. Although he didn't respond, he clearly agreed.
Fuyou's peach blossom eyes flickered as he asked in surprise, "Could it be the little girl you raised in the mortal world? Hahaha, how could your master mistreat her so badly that she actually abandoned the bond between master and disciple to cultivate the ruthless way."
"Yun Ye, there will be a day when you will be abandoned too! Where is that girl? Has she participated in the competition? I have to take a good look!"
Fuyou laughed heartily, full of sarcasm.
The voice suddenly stopped at a certain moment. He raised his hand and swept it in front of him. The frozen wooden table turned into dust under the two forces.
The Mahayana who was very familiar with Yun Ye had a subtle look on his face. Was he angry?
Yun Ye had rarely shown his emotions since he was young. It seemed that this female disciple was very different to him...
A gloomy look flashed across the beautiful eyes of Fei Yuxianzun of Wanshoumen. Yun Ye...should not have emotional fluctuations for anyone. No one deserves it!
The three levels of the competition started in a progressive mode. Yesterday, those in the foundation-building stage had finished defending the competition, and all three hundred people were in the late foundation-building stage.
The Jindan stage competition will end today, and the Yuanying stage competition will end tomorrow. This is also done to allow everyone to better see the outstanding younger generations. After all, the last day must be the most exciting.
There is only one stick of incense left before the end of the Jindan stage, and most of the battles on the arena are coming to an end.
Although some people will try to take advantage of the situation when the champion is exhausted, they will not go too far. After all, the elders of each sect are watching, and no one wants to lose their reputation. Occasionally, some independent cultivators will do so, but most of them are no match for the geniuses trained by the big sects.
The last half stick of incense was about to burn out, and there was no one left fighting on the arena. Some were fully clothed, some looked arrogant, and some were covered in scars...
Seeing that the last of the incense ash was about to fall, those with high cultivation levels looked towards the southwest.
Two rays of light came flying towards them.
Another man's anxious voice said, "Second Senior Sister, it's too late, isn't it? Otherwise, let's ask Master to give us a backdoor and directly participate in the second round. The face of the Mahayana stage is still very useful."
"shut up!"
Lin Zhi was so angry that he wanted to strangle this good junior brother to death. He didn't know why he was so favored by the monsters.
She had been beaten for decades and finally broke the dragon ball out. She still had plenty of time, so she followed Hong Ming's instructions and found Fang Xie, who had already formed a pill. She wanted to rush to Taiyi Sect as soon as possible to participate in the competition.
But when they met, she was dumbfounded. This idiot had poked a monster's nest and was being chased by a group of level 4 monsters, equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage. He was running for his life with his head in his hands. When he saw her, he was overjoyed, and then the two of them ran for their lives together...
"Don't be embarrassed, I'm fine. You've almost used up all your spiritual power. How are you going to fight someone who successfully defended the ring? A master is supposed to use it properly. Otherwise, what's the point of becoming a disciple?"
Those with lower cultivation levels couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but most elders and above could hear it. Their eyes twitched. "Mahayana Master? Whose good disciple is this thing?"
"Shut up, Master can afford to lose face, but I can't. If you can't pass the first level, I'll feed you to Brother Hua. Get out of here!"
Two rays of light, one light blue and one light green, randomly fell on the ring.
A male cultivator with a baby face and dimples, wearing tattered clothes with many holes in them, and whose cultivation was only at the initial stage of Jindan, saw that he was being watched by everyone as soon as he landed. He immediately took out a gorgeous long gown and put it on in a hurry.
A woman dressed in neat white clothes, with long black hair tied only by a white ribbon. Even though most female cultivators are very beautiful, this one's beauty still amazed everyone.
The lust of the pink teardrop mole and the charm of the red mark at the end of the eye should be extremely charming no matter how you look at it, but her cold and stern expression, the contradiction of the collision of ice and fire, makes people want to conquer her.
Seeing that the cigarette ash was about to fall, the senior sister and the junior brother no longer cared about whether they could gain an advantage or not, and saluted and attacked at the same time, but it was too late.
The two people facing each other are both in the late Jindan stage.
One of these two brothers had just reached the stage of Dan, and although the other was in the late stage, her spiritual energy was exhausted and it was obvious that it was about to be used up. However, neither of them showed any fear and drew their swords to chop at their opponent.
The two people defending the ring were also extremely annoyed. They were about to pass the level, and suddenly two people came out to take advantage of the situation. The key point was that their attitude towards taking advantage of the situation was not serious. They just came in regardless of their own situation. Who were they looking down on?
He attacked in anger and showed no mercy.
The sword used by Lin Zhiyi is a very ordinary long sword, the mass-produced kind.
The opponent's life-saving magic weapon was shattered in the first blow of the confrontation. The opponent had a sarcastic look on his face and was about to make a mockery when his bare hand gently patted his chest.
The pain of being hit by a huge mountain caused the opponent's spirit to shake, and he flew out of the ring without any suspense. Lin Zhiyi won!
Everyone: “…” How did we win? Why didn’t they understand?
When the incense ash fell, Lin Zhiyi quickly looked towards his good junior brother, only to see Fang Xie throwing out a very strange life-saving magic weapon, which was said to be an opportunity he encountered when he was forming a pill in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
It was a gray seed. After it fell to the ground, it quickly grew into an extremely ugly chicken shit-colored flower with a long beak. It didn't need Fang Xie to control it at all, and it sprayed shit-like vomit at the enemy.
The vomiting spiritual power couldn't be blocked at all. The opponent was sprayed with chicken shit. He bent over and vomited continuously, almost vomiting bile...