Chapter 536: Chapter Nine Zhanfeng Xiaohui
When Zhao Chun came, there were already many branch disciples who had settled in the sect under the leadership of their leader.
These disciples are all geniuses respected and worshiped by thousands of people in the branch sect, and they came with the intention of competing for the disciples of the Great Master. Therefore, before the disciple selection meeting started, many people could not hold back. live.
After Zhao Chun bought something special for sword cultivation in Wenxian Valley that day, he studied it carefully in Shi Xiangyuan's cave. Although he didn't know everything about the outside world, he didn't know anything about it. A lot of thought goes into it.
The servant who had the most contact with her in the cave was a girl with foreign blood named Dong Ling. The Beifeng Tit Clan branch he belonged to fought with the great demon tens of thousands of years ago, and was finally defeated by Zhao Yan. As a result, the whole tribe was captured and became one of the alien slaves enslaved by Zhao Yan for generations. However, after so many years of bloodline dilution, by Dong Ling's generation, and even three generations above, the bloodline was already weak, and her body's physical characteristics were undoubtedly the same as those of ordinary people.
Only the mark of slavery firmly engraved in the bones and blood still declares the defeat of that war and the humble pity for the weak.
But Dong Ling doesn't seem to care about this. She has grown up in Zhaoyan since she was born, and has never met a disciple with a violent temper. In addition, Zhaoyan has been domesticating foreign races for tens of thousands of years and even Over time, the foreign slaves in the sect have long forgotten the taste of freedom.
She has the realm of Fenxuan and is not considered to be the best among the slaves of the cave. But in terms of age, she has lived for more than two hundred years and is much older than Zhao Shun. Dong Ling rarely saw the owner of the cave. During the years when Shi Xiangyuan left the sect, the cave became silent day after day. Therefore, the appearance of Zhao Xun's face made her feel particularly surprised and interesting.
At the right time, Zhao Shun pushed the door open and happened to see Dong Ling holding a plate of spiritual fruits. The fragrance of the fruits overflowed before she even got close, which showed that the quality was quite outstanding.
"The girl is out. I saw that the girl had finished eating the cold dew melons that were delivered to me yesterday. I thought you liked it very much, so I asked the people below to pick some more this morning." She is short in stature and has an attractive appearance. She is as young and tender as a 28-year-old girl, but her eyebrows and eyes are full of expression, which is quite quirky.
The upper realm is vast and rich in resources, and there are many spiritual objects that can only be seen in the world. They are as small as spiritual fruit and spiritual tea, as large as elixirs and minerals. They are all unique in variety and full of spiritual energy.
Except for spiritual rice, monks do not touch other grains and eat less meat and fish. Therefore, spiritual fruit tea, which bears the rain and dew from heaven and earth, has become the first choice for consumption. Cold dew melon only becomes rain in Lingyuan. As a result, only disciples at the true infant stage and the externalized stage can be cultivated in the cave, so Zhao Chun can also enjoy the blessing in Shi Xiangyuan's cave.
The fruit tastes fresh and slightly sweet. Once it is eaten, it turns into a stream of sweet juice and enters the stomach, expelling gentle and obedient spiritual energy, which makes Zhao Chun's cultivation speed a few minutes faster.
Such a good thing must be harvested only once every ten years. On a ten-foot-long cold dew vine, there are at most five or six palm-sized fruits. It was also the slaves of the cave who saw that Shi Xiangyuan valued Zhao. Because of the water shield, he was willing to take out the best spiritual fruit to entertain him. Otherwise, not to mention Fenxuan, even if the disciples came, they would only be able to get three or two to eat.
Dong Ling took out a large plate without feeling any distress at all. She leaned close to Zhao Chun’s ear and said, “Another character appeared yesterday. Do you want to hear about it, girl?”
Zhao Chun sat down on the wicker chair in the courtyard. He blinked and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter."
"Ahem!" Dong Ling cleared her throat and acted like a storyteller. With a look on his face, he opened his mouth and said, "But the geniuses from all the branch sects couldn't control their arrogance and set up a small competition in Wenxian Valley to let sword cultivators from all sides have a try. First, there were geniuses from the branch sects of Shaking Star World. Xiaofeng defeated the disciples, and then Song Yue, who was from the Ditan branch, defeated the main disciples of the Sword Spiritual Realm with three swords. Many of the disciples were frightened, and they invited the monks from the Sword Spiritual Realm to kill them. The majesty of the branch sect's genius!
"In the end, the disciples of the main sect have a deeper foundation, which makes the branch sect lose more and win less recently, which is quite unwilling! However, despite this, there are still many branch sect geniuses who are sought after by everyone. Xing Xuefang and Nie Zhui, who I just told you about the day before yesterday, are one of them. These brothers and sisters are both from Thousand Worlds in the Vast Sea, and they are from Chongxiao. Generally, it is only ranked at the upper-middle level in many middle-thousand worlds, but this time it shows off its charm! "Dong Ling said a long list in succession, and her mouth gradually became dry. Zhao Chun laughed when she saw it, grabbed a cold dew melon and handed it to her.
She hurriedly He caught the thing, took a big bite, smiled slyly at Zhao Xuan, and continued: "The person guarding the ring today is the famous Luanyunjian Jieci among the disciples of the main sect. He has now left. The second level of sword intent was only one step away, and twenty years later, he advanced to Feifei Mountain and became one of the black-robed law enforcement disciples. Such a figure was defeated by an unknown pawn in the end!
"I heard that the man is not old and his cultivation is only at the early stage, but his swordsmanship has reached its peak, which makes many beginner disciples dare not go on stage to fight swords with him. Now many people are saying that Chi Zangfeng has met a strong opponent this time. !”
“Oh, what’s her name?” Zhao Chun’s eyes lit up and she suddenly became interested.
"Shen Lezhang! I heard that she was born in a branch of the Xiangling world, and this world is one of the best in the Zhongqian world. But this time she is the only one who shines, and the other three disciples are just mediocre. That's all." Dong Ling said while chewing on the melon.
Zhao Xuan nodded and secretly wrote down the names of all the people she mentioned. He thought that this time the Chosen Disciple Conference was not just about sword cultivators, but mostly sword cultivators. The competition was only attended by sword cultivators, and Among those branch geniuses who have not yet become famous, or have no intention of doing so, there may be other powerful figures.
As for Zhao Chun herself, she can only say that all the cultivators in the competition are fighting with each other. She is not enough to see the difference. If she really wants to compete, she still has to wait until the day of the disciple selection conference. See you soon!
The days seemed to pass peacefully, and more and more names of geniuses appeared in Dong Ling's mouth, and gradually it was not just sword cultivators, but also the names of law cultivators, physical cultivators and other cultivators appeared in front of everyone. There was a lot of excitement there.
After several explorations, Zhao Chun only scratched the surface of the things that restricted sword cultivation in her hands. Fortunately, she did not force it, nor did she feel lost. After all, it was a meticulous work that had been circulated and improved for many years. , it would be ridiculous if she could understand it for a moment.
The half-year deadline is like the blink of an eye in the eyes of the monks.
The mountain bell of Jiudu Hall rang, and thirty-six true disciples entered the Ruyi Heaven. They cast spells to bring down colorful clouds all over the sky. The golden sunlight surged and dispersed in the clouds, and a majestic and rich bell-like shout resounded through the sky:< br>
“The Disciple Selection Conference begins!”
"Start!"
"Start!"
The fighting spirit that had been accumulated for half a year finally poured out in one fell swoop!
The water shield is silently eating...
The author is conducting final exams for some courses today and tomorrow. The update is not stable, please forgive me
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