"Could this be Fairy Song's new disciple?"

The young woman in white looked Chen Yun up and down, her eyes moved slightly, and she smiled softly, "Since he was able to become Fairy Song's disciple, I think he must have excellent aptitude, and he has already reached the peak of Qi training at such a young age."

Soon, Chen Yun felt the spiritual sense detection from the young woman in white.

However, with Chen Yun's breath-concealing technique concealing it, he naturally could not detect anything.

However, Chen Yun had a keen feeling that this person was probing his qualifications.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun simply revealed his spiritual roots.

"It's actually a rare thunder spirit root."

A hint of surprise flashed in Mrs. Jiang's eyes and her red lips opened slightly.

"Junior Chen Yun, greetings to Madam Jiang."

Upon seeing this, Chen Yun bowed.

"Good qualifications and handsome appearance."

Madam Jiang looked Chen Yun up and down, her eyes full of satisfaction. She couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Do you have a Taoist partner? I have a female disciple who only has dual spiritual roots, but she is very beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Song Yu beside him replied, "Let's wait until you break through the foundation-building stage. It's unwise to break through the Qi training stage."

Hearing this, Madam Jiang nodded: "Fairy Song is still thoughtful."

……

As night fell, everything was calm as usual.

After Baiqiaoyuan played the role of host to all parties, it specially reserved a large area of ​​mansions for Gujianmen and Luoyun Sect.

It is convenient for the monks to rest.

As Song Yu's apprentice, Chen Yun naturally lived next door to Song Yu.

Chen Yun waved his right hand, and a number of primary-grade high-quality talismans filled the table.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Yun decided to learn from Han Li and use a large number of high-level talismans to "cleverly take" the top ten.

Anyway, the purpose of coming here is to get the Spirit Eye Tree. As long as I get the Spirit Eye Tree, I will have all the alcohol and spirit-stabilizing pills.

The top ten disciples can get closer to the Spirit Eye Tree.

With this in mind, Chen Yun waved his sleeves, and the top-grade talismans on the table turned into streams of light and were instantly absorbed into the storage bag.

After doing all this, Chen Yun closed his eyes slightly and rested.

The next morning, the fierce competition between the three major sects began.

The competition is divided into three groups. Each faction needs to select ten outstanding disciples to form a group with twenty disciples from the other two factions.

After each group fights against each other in pairs, only the top four will be selected. Then the twelve disciples will draw lots to compete, and finally the winner and the top ten will be decided.

Due to the limited number of disciples, the competition will no longer be held in multiple venues at the same time, but will be carried out in sequence at the same venue.

The order of the match was decided by drawing lots by the leading friars of the three factions. It was fair, selfless and impeccable.

As for the referees, they will be third-party monks who have no connection with the participating sects to ensure that the competition is fair and just.

When many Baiqiao Academy disciples surrounded the arena, a bald and strong man stood firmly in the center of the protective shield and announced calmly:

"The first group, Luoyun Sect's Chen Yun versus Ancient Sword Sect's Yao Feng!"

As the sturdy man's voice fell, a disciple from Luoyun Sect and Ancient Sword Sect walked out respectively.

The disciple from the Ancient Sword Sect who was carrying two swords, a long and a short sword, also had a look of surprise on his face. He stared at Chen Yun in the distance and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I heard that you have the power of thunder spirit. Let me see your thunder technique today."

In response to the provocation from the Qigong cultivator, Chen Yun had a blank expression on his face, neither sad nor happy.

This person is a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. Although he has thunder spiritual roots, what he has displayed is only the strength of the peak of Qi Refining.

The gap in cultivation between the two was as huge as a chasm, so naturally, they didn't take Chen Yun seriously.

"Game start!"

At this moment, a burly man not far away declared in a deep voice in mid-air.

The young man sprang into action upon hearing the sound. His shoulders shook slightly, and in an instant two flying swords, one red and one blue, flew out from behind him and hovered above his head. At the same time, green light flashed in his hands, and an emerald green light shield enveloped his entire body.

Then, the young man quickly made hand gestures, ready to activate the flying sword to attack.

However, just as he skillfully completed this set of movements, fifty or sixty extremely sharp thunder balls suddenly appeared in front of him and attacked him with great momentum.

"what!"

Yao Feng couldn't help but be shocked and his face turned pale in an instant.

However, as a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he had rich practical experience. At the critical moment, he gave up driving the magic weapon without hesitation, and leaped suddenly to the ground, with many thunder balls whizzing past him.

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat.

However, this only aroused the anger within him.

He turned over and tried to give the opponent a heavy blow, but at this moment, a huge black foot suddenly appeared in his sight and stomped down mercilessly.

Suddenly, the eyes of this senior disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect went dark, and he lost consciousness.

There was an uproar outside the light shield, and many people were stunned.

Even the bald man who was the referee looked at the young man with a strange expression before announcing loudly:
"Luoyun Sect's Chen Yun wins!"

Chen Yun bowed to the big man without changing his expression, then calmly walked out of the light shield.

Afterwards, two disciples from the Ancient Sword Sect rushed into the venue, carried the unconscious Yao Feng out, and tried to revive him.

At this time, the short old man outside the field opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Although he knew that there must be something strange about the other disciple being able to attend the conference with such a low level of cultivation.

But he never expected that the opponent would use talismans as a means of attack, and the disciple he had high hopes for was defeated by the opponent in the first encounter.

"Haha! Fairy Song, your disciple is really interesting. He actually used a talisman worth dozens of spirit stones at once."

Madam Jiang's eyebrows flickered, and she looked surprised: "Although it's a bit tricky, to be able to activate so many thunder ball talismans at the same time, it really took a lot of hard work to master the technique. It's difficult for ordinary disciples to be so proficient."

Song Yu was also a little surprised at this time. He never expected that Chen Yun would be so unconventional and win by directly using a large number of talismans to defeat the enemy.

But no matter what, as long as Chen Yun won in the end, nothing else matters.

"The second duel is about to begin! The two disciples from Baiqiao Academy and Ancient Sword Academy, Ruan Tianci and Zhou Xu, are about to begin!"

When the presiding monk finished speaking.

A young disciple from each of the Baiqiao Academy and Gujian Academy stepped forward, they saluted each other, and then at the command of the presiding monk, they simultaneously cast spells, offering their own magic weapons, interweaving together. The Jindan stage monks from the three major sects present immediately put the previous competition behind them and devoted their full attention to this fascinating competition.

Perhaps influenced by Chen Yun's previous fierce battle, the two disciples seemed quite cautious in their performance in the competition, which made the audience feel a little depressed and bored.

However, in the end, the sword-cultivating disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were more skilled and skillfully used their swords to break through the opponent's magic weapon defenses, winning the victory.

The next match was between Luoyun Sect and Baiqiao Academy...

After two days of intense competition, the first round of the competition finally came to a successful conclusion.

It has to be said that the sword skills of the Ancient Sword Sect are indeed extraordinary.

Except for a few people like Chen Yun, the other two factions were clearly at a disadvantage when they encountered the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect and were defeated one after another.

Such a situation undoubtedly made the monk named Jiang smile again, as if the anger in his heart had been released.

Fortunately, several Jindan stage cultivators from Baiqiao Academy and the red-shirted old man from Luoyun Sect had already prepared themselves mentally. Although they were a little embarrassed, they were still able to remain calm and pretend not to care.

Judging from their demeanor, they were obviously more calm and confident than the short old man.

In the second round, Chen Yun's opponent was a heroic female cultivator from Baiqiao Academy who was in the Qi Refining Stage.

This female cultivator had watched Chen Yun's previous competition, so as soon as the competition started, she immediately released her flying magic weapon and rose into the air.

She thought that in this way, she could easily deal with Chen Yun's talisman attack.

However, when Chen Yun saw this scene, he just sighed softly, and then threw out another thunder ball talisman without hesitation.

Just as the female cultivator was trying to avoid the thunder balls triumphantly, Chen Yun pinched his hands together and performed the flame-wielding technique.

The originally flying thunder ball suddenly flashed with light and turned into dozens of fist-sized thunder birds, dancing in the air.

The female cultivator from Baiqiao Academy was shocked upon seeing this. When she wanted to activate her magic weapon for defense, Chen Yun did not give her any chance to breathe.

He seemed to be muttering something, but in fact, with a thought, all the firebirds gathered around the female cultivator in an instant and launched a fierce attack on her from all directions.

Although the female disciple quickly used the talisman to release a water-attributed shield to resist, she was ultimately unable to withstand such a powerful attack. In just a short moment, the shield was shattered.

Faced with such a dilemma, the female disciple had no choice but to admit defeat.

After this battle, the disciples from the other two factions who had originally been critical of Chen Yun's victory by relying on talismans finally began to look at him with admiration.

However, some of the Foundation Establishment cultivators who possessed powerful magical weapons still showed obvious disdain for Chen Yun's fighting style that relied too much on talismans.

However, the result was that without exception, they were all no match for the enemy.

……

At dusk five days later, in the middle of Yunmeng Mountain, there was an unknown valley standing against the mountain.

This valley is located in a remote place, and has been shrouded in endless mist for many years. It can be said that you can't see your fingers, and it is extremely wet and gray.

And in this mist, there are countless poisonous insects such as scorpions and snakes, entrenched in it.

Moreover, because the valley is not very big, even if a monk occasionally flies over the valley, it is very easy to ignore it, and no one will stop to see what is going on.

But on this day, the fog in the valley was thicker than usual. However, a place deep in the valley seemed messy, but in fact there was another mystery.

Suddenly, a white light flashed among the rocks, and then two figures appeared there out of thin air.

One of them was wearing a grey robe and had a ferocious face, while the other was wearing a green robe with a jade belt around his waist and had an elegant temperament.

"So Brother Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect and Fellow Daoist Yu from the Luoyun Sect are here. Could it be that the Sword Trial Conference has come to a successful conclusion?"

There was no one around the pile of rocks, but suddenly a lazy and hoarse male voice was heard, with curiosity in the tone.

"So it's Brother Yue who's on duty today! That's right, the conference has indeed ended successfully. The two of us came here specially to check on the preparations for the Holy Land's Ming and Qing Spiritual Water."

The cultivator surnamed Bai from the Ancient Sword Sect smiled and replied without any surprise:
"If everything is ready, then let those ten disciples come directly through the teleportation array to avoid any accidents."

The old man in gray remained expressionless and silent.

"What kind of accident could happen? In addition to you and me, there are three Jindan-stage cultivators guarding here day and night. When the time comes, you will come together. Are you still worried about how much trouble a group of low-level cultivators can stir up?"

The man who delivered the message obviously didn't care.

"The Spirit Eye Tree is of great importance, so it is always right to act with caution! Moreover, the process of dripping the Mingqing Spirit Water into the alcohol liquid must be carried out as the last step."

Monk Bai shook his head slightly and said seriously:

"Once the mixture is ready, you need to wash your eyes immediately, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced! Otherwise, why would we bring these ten disciples here!"

"Okay, the Ming and Qing spiritual water has been prepared almost completely. When the time comes, let them clean their eyes and leave immediately."

The man smiled proudly and said confidently.

"That's great! Brother Yu, please stay for a while. I'll go inform the other Taoist friends and have those disciples come over via the teleportation array."

The monk surnamed Bai nodded slightly and said respectfully.

"I didn't expect that four disciples would be in the top ten this time."

A hint of joy appeared on the face of the leader of Huoyun Peak.

This time, although the Luoyun Sect still did not get the first place, there were four disciples in the top ten, ranking first among the three sects.

Song Yu nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes moved and fell on Chen Yun, her red lips moved slightly, and she said in a voice transmission: "You did a good job."

Seeing this, Chen Yun bowed and said, "It's all thanks to Master's help."

Song Yu smiled slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the four people in front of him, Mu Peiling from Tianquan Peak, Sun Huo from Huoyun Peak, and Chen Yun from Baifeng Peak.

As for the rest, it was Du Dong.

When he saw Du Dong, Song Yu's expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but snort in his heart, and a hint of sarcasm flashed through his heart.

As for the disciple who won the first place this time, he was a young man in black with an expression like a sword being drawn out of its sheath. This young man was Meng Di, a disciple of the ancient sword sect who possessed the "Nine Spirit Sword Body".

The "Nine Spirit Sword Body" is known as one of the three great sword spirit bodies in the world of immortal cultivation, and this is no joke.

With a top-level sword in his hand, no opponent could survive his overwhelming sword energy for even an hour and a half.

Obtained the final first place with absolute advantage.

……

Chen Yun looked coldly at the room full of "Jiadan masters", feeling neither surprised nor happy.

As soon as the conference ended, each of the top ten disciples was given a top-level magical weapon.

The young man in black named Meng Di had an extra jade box with a Dingling Pill inside.

When Chen Yun saw the jade box, a smile appeared on his face, but he was thinking about stealing it away. (End of this chapter)