Chapter 48 Entering the Yellow Maple Valley!

Hearing this, the stall owner was slightly stunned.

Feeling the peak Qi training aura emanating from Yin Mo, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Since you are so forthright, this magic weapon fragment is yours!"

Seeing this, the black-faced man on the side could only retreat silently.

He is unwilling to spend the spirit stones and his cultivation level cannot compare to others.

Why are you still staying here?

Chen Qiaoqian frowned slightly, looking at the transparent magic weapon fragment in Yin Mo's hand, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yin, why did you buy this magic weapon fragment?"

"I have my own magic!"

After saying that, Yin Mo and Han Li looked at each other and smiled.

There is no need for Yin Mo and Chen Qiaoqian to participate in the upcoming competition.

Just relying on their qualifications and cultivation, they can easily join the Huangfeng Valley.

"Qiaoqian and I will go ahead. You can take out the Ascension Order after the disciples arrive!"

After Yin Mo gave Han Li some instructions, he led Chen Qiaoqian to the Huangfeng Valley arena.

A disciple from the Yellow Maple Valley, wearing a yellow shirt, sat cross-legged.

In front of him is a pure white spirit-detecting bead.

The requirements for joining the immortal sect are nothing more than age and qualifications.

The younger the age and the higher the aptitude, the easier it is to join the immortal sect.

"Those who are over 20 should just go and participate in the competition!"

Looking at the dozen or so cultivators of different ages in front of him, the disciple of the Yellow Maple Valley raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't come with mixed spiritual roots!"

As the Huangfeng Valley disciple finished speaking, several people walked out of the crowd.

His face was full of disappointment.

As a result, there were only ten people left.

After waiting for half an incense stick of time, it was finally Chen Qiaoqian and Yin Mo's turn.

"Go up."

Yin Mo smiled at Chen Qiaoqian and motioned her to step forward.

He stretched out his right hand and placed it on the spirit-testing bead.

The jade hand fell on the spirit-testing bead, and instantly blue and green light emerged.

Looking at the two rays of light, the disciples of Huangfeng Valley raised their heads and fixed their eyes on Chen Qiaoqian.

The spiritual consciousness surged and explored Chen Qiaoqian's cultivation.

The tenth level of Qi training.

The disciple of Huangfeng Valley nodded with satisfaction, took out a token from his arms and handed it over.

Chen Qiaoqian took the token and saw the three words "Huang Fenggu" engraved on it.

"Wait for the uncle-master to come and get on the spaceship!"

The disciple of Huangfeng Valley raised his lips slightly and looked at Chen Qiaoqian with a friendly expression.

Chen Qiaoqian bowed to the disciples of Huangfeng Valley, then turned to look at Yin Mo and said, "Brother Yin, you go!"

Yin Mo nodded slightly, walked quickly forward, stretched out his right hand, and placed it on the transparent spirit-measuring bead.

As the spiritual power poured into it, a dazzling green light was seen entwining the spirit-measuring bead.

"Strange Spiritual Root Wind Spiritual Root!"

Looking at the green light emanating from the Spirit-Testing Pearl, the disciples of Huangfeng Valley quickly stood up.

He stared at Yin Mo, his eyes full of joy.

"Still at the peak of Qi training!"

Both aptitude and strength are excellent. If one is lucky, after becoming a disciple, he may be able to directly become a disciple of the masters in the Jindan stage.

With this in mind, the disciple from Huangfeng Valley looked at Yin Mo with a smile on his face.

He handed over a Yellow Maple Valley token with both hands.

"I, the senior brother, would like to congratulate the junior brother in advance!"

Yin Mo cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Holding the token, Yin Mo and Chen Qiaoqian left the team and looked towards the competition not far away.

It has to be said that the cultivation level of the independent cultivators who came to compete in the arena was not low.

Most of them were at the tenth level of Qi training, and there were even a few at the eleventh level. However, their magic weapons were all mid-level ones, with few high-level ones.

Yin Mo looked for a while and felt a little bored, so he took Chen Qiaoqian to find an inn.

Three days later.

A huge yellow ship slowly landed above Tainan Valley.

A foundation-building cultivator transformed into a phantom, jumped off the spaceship, and landed on the stage.

"Uncle Wang, this person has a wind-type spiritual root!"

The disciple from Huangfeng Valley who was testing spiritual roots quickly stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, pointed at Yin Mo, and whispered.

The foundation-building cultivator turned his gaze towards Yin Mo and asked, "Are you Yin Mo?"

Yin Mo cupped his hands and said, "Junior Yin Mo, nice to meet you, senior!"

Since I haven’t gotten started yet, I can only consider myself a junior.

"Not bad!"

He nodded, turned to look at the ten winning monks, and said, "Follow me on the spaceship!"

At this moment, Han Li walked out from the crowd and tapped his storage bag.

Hand over the Ascension Order.

"what?"

Looking at the Ascension Order handed to him, Uncle Wang let out a light exclamation and grabbed the Ascension Order in his hand.

After his divine sense rushed in to investigate, he frowned slightly and said:

"I can't make the decision on this matter. You have to follow me to Huangfeng Valley to meet the headmaster!"

Han Li cupped his hands, showing respect, and said, "Everything is up to you, Senior!"

Listening to Han Li's words, Uncle Wang nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand, and his figure turned into a yellow shadow and escaped onto the spaceship.

Seeing this, everyone controlled their flying magic tools and landed on the spaceship.

"Boom!"

As the roars rang out, the spaceship turned into a shadow and sped away into the distance.

The raging wind was like a sharp blade, falling on everyone and causing great pain.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Wang frowned slightly, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the spaceship.

Then a pale white light curtain appeared, completely covering the entire spacecraft.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and each found a corner to sit cross-legged.

……

Jianzhou was located in the northern part of Yue State and ranked second among the thirteen states, but because the territory was mostly mountains and hills, the population was sparse.

The Taiyue Mountains are located in the western part of Jianzhou, stretching for thousands of miles and occupied by the Huangfeng Valley, one of the seven immortal gates of the Yue Kingdom.

It has been thousands of years.

Looking down from the spaceship, you can see steep mountains and lush trees.

But in fact, it had already been covered by the formation, and to outsiders, it was just an illusion.

As the spaceship passed through the formation, Yin Mo also saw disciples of the Huangfeng Valley with their feet shaped like green leaves, flying continuously among the mountains.

Uncle Master Wang led everyone to a large bluestone hall and walked into the hall alone.

A middle-aged monk with a long beard was sitting cross-legged.

This is the head of Huangfeng Valley, Zhong Lingdao. He is now over a hundred years old, but his cultivation is only in the late foundation building stage.

However, due to his calm nature and good organizational skills, the disciples in the sect are still very convinced.

"Master, these are the disciples we recruited from Tainan Valley!"

Uncle Wang stepped forward and bowed to Master Zhong: "Among them is a disciple with wind spirit roots!"

Hearing the words "wind spirit root", the headmaster's eyes lit up: "I didn't expect to find such a good seedling in Tainan Valley!"

"Besides this, there is another descendant of a disciple in the valley who holds the Immortal Ascension Order!"

Uncle Wang cupped his hands and said, "On the way, I have already tested his aptitude and found that he has mixed spiritual roots."

"Miscellaneous spiritual roots!"

Sect Leader Zhong murmured, "Even if I give him the Foundation Establishment Pill, I think the chance of him breaking through the Foundation Establishment Stage is less than one percent!"

(End of this chapter)