The battle for quota in the ancient battlefield of the Sanqing Dao Sect officially ended in June of the 36,812th year of the Tianyuan Calendar.
The fifty disciples who went to the ancient battlefield were all foundation-building disciples.
Among them, there are fourteen disciples who are in the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, twenty-six disciples who are in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, six who are in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and four who are in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
Among the four disciples in the early stage of foundation building, Lingchu, Zhan Taimingyue, and Yun Haotian each had three places. Jiang Hanyan was defeated by a disciple in the late stage of foundation building in the third round of the battle. Obtain a spot in the ancient battlefield.
As for the fourth disciple who was in the early stages of foundation building, both Lingchu and Yun Haotian knew each other.
"Junior brothers and sisters are going to the ancient battlefield this time. Among the Sanqing Dao Sect, we are the only disciples who are in the early stage of foundation building. I think we should get to know each other first so that we can help each other." He had a handsome face and confident eyes. The young man walked up to Lingchu and the others, and his eyes fell on Lingchu and Zhan Taimingyue vaguely.
Yun Haotian, who was being ignored by Ruo Youruo Bu, saw the young man's always cold face, his eyes twitched slightly, and he unnaturally opened his eyes.
On Lingchu's jade-carved face, the shallow smile had a tendency to freeze, and he lowered his eyes imperceptibly.
Enemies are on a narrow road, Enemies are on a narrow road.
Only Zhan Tai Mingyue glanced at the young man with an indifferent expression, his face unchanged for thousands of years, and he ignored the young man.
For a moment, no one among Lingchu and the other three spoke.
The confident smile on the face of the young man opposite suddenly froze.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to the young man, Zhan Taimingyue and Yun Haotian both turned their heads and looked at Lingchu with confusion in their eyes.
Junior sister, why are you ignoring me?
Lingchu stood between the two of them. When he saw this, he immediately saw the meaning in their eyes. They wanted her to come forward.
Suddenly, Lingchu widened his eyes slightly, smiled at Senior Sister Zhantai, then looked at Yun Haotian, narrowed his eyes and gave him a glare.
Senior Sister Zhantai doesn’t know who is on the other side, Senior Brother Yun, don’t you know?
Spiritual consciousness transmitted the message, and Lingchu's smiling eyes narrowed slightly.
Yun Haotian didn't seem to hear Lingchu's spiritual consciousness and looked up at the blue and clear sky.
Lingchu choked and turned his head to look into Senior Sister Zhantai's indifferent eyes.
Sighing slightly in his heart, Lingchu put a smile on his face and looked at the young man opposite, who was almost turning pale, "Hello, senior brother, we are all from the same sect. When we go to the ancient battlefield, we must help each other. "
The young man took a deep breath and put away his smile. His attitude was not as enthusiastic as before, but looking at the delicate faces of the two junior sisters in front of him, he still suppressed his words and continued, "I am Fu Jiutian, the first disciple of Zhenying Zhenjun at Thunder Dragon Peak. "
This statement came with a touch of arrogance.
As soon as the words Fu Jiutian came out, Yun Haotian raised his head higher to look at the sky, as if he wanted to see a hole in the sky.
Zhan Tai Mingyue didn't know what happened in the secret realm back then, so she naturally looked unperturbed.
Lingchu blinked, his expression unchanged, and he even showed a hint of surprise, "Senior Brother Fu, I have long admired my name, and my rare thunder-attribute spiritual root is like thunder piercing my ears."
Hearing this, Fu Jiutian's somewhat troubled expression instantly improved a lot, "Two junior sisters, if you have any problems in the ancient battlefield, just ask my senior brother for help."
Zhan Taimingyue snorted lightly and lowered her eyes to look at the patterns on the ground.
At this time, one of Lingchu and the other three looked at the sky and the other at the ground.
Lingchu was the only one left. The smile on his lips widened and he said meaningfully, "Thank you, senior brother."
If I have any questions, I will definitely come to you.
Fu Jiutian glanced at Zhan Tai Mingyue, then glanced at Yun Haotian with the corner of his eyes. Finally, he couldn't maintain the expression on his face and turned around to leave.
As soon as the people left, those looking at the sky lowered their heads, while those looking at the ground raised their heads.
After the results came out, there was nothing else to do. True Lord Nascent Soul came forward and encouraged them with a few words, and then they could go back to the cave respectively. After waiting for half a month, they were led by the sect to the place where the ancient battlefield space was located.
Lingchu had just returned to Taiqing Mountain when a message rang in his ears.
"Little apprentice, come to the main hall."
The sound is like the collision of jade stones, extremely clear and crisp.
His clear jade-like eyes instantly lit up, and Lingchu's face was filled with joy as he looked towards the mist-shrouded mountain peaks, which was the direction of the Taiqing Mountain Hall.
Her master, Zhenjun Duanyi, is back.
Without hesitation, Lingchu flew up and swept toward the Taiqing Mountain Hall like the wind.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Lingchu saw the phoenix-eyed woman sitting upright and the man standing below her with a gentle smile on his face.
Lingchu's clear eyes were even brighter. Not only was his master back, but his senior brother was also back.
By the way, Lingchu turned to look at the second senior brother. The second senior brother should be the happiest when the eldest brother came back.
Who knows, Lingchu saw the second senior brother's unattractive face at a glance, as if he was sulking.
Yan Bei glanced angrily at his junior sister who looked at him in surprise. She leaned more and more sluggishly against the pillar. He was very happy when he saw his senior brother coming back, but he soon remembered that he was After suffering for more than a year, the look on his face never got better.
Gu Tianqiu's gentle eyes glanced at Yan Bei, a hint of smile flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Lingchu, and he said with a smile, "Little junior sister, as soon as master and I came back, we knew that you got the quota in the ancient battlefield. I have passed through many disciples in the middle and late stages of foundation building."
Speaking of this matter, the look on Yan Bei's face improved a lot, and he looked at Lingchu with approval in his eyes, "Yes, you are indeed my junior sister of Yan Bei."
It didn't embarrass him, thinking back when he was still in the early stages of foundation building, he was able to overpower all the disciples who were in the middle and late stages of foundation building.
Duanyi Zhenjun's eyes lit up, his long eyebrows raised, and he looked at his little disciple with satisfaction, "Well done, Lingchu, I'll give this to you, so don't leave me on weekdays."
A stream of light flashed through his sleeves and fell into Ling Chu's hair.
Lingchu drew a circle with his hands in the air, and a water mirror was condensed. Through the water mirror, it looked like a hairpin with crystal clear hair dotted in black, and it looked like a hairpin with water waves flowing among the blue and white. It looked like jade but not jade. , it looks like wood but not wood. I reach out and brush it gently, and a faint wave is like a breeze and drizzle, infiltrating my consciousness.
"This is a hairpin made of the wood core of the Shen Yang Wood. Wear it all year round, it can nourish your soul. My friend who is good at restraint told me that since you can't solve the restraint, you can strengthen your spiritual consciousness. It will be strong enough to overcome the restraint. When a person gains spiritual consciousness to compete, he will naturally not be afraid of this restriction."
Zhenjun Duanyi spoke calmly, and the sound was as clear and powerful as the sound of gold and jade clashing, soothing Lingchu's mind.
There was a smile in Lingchu's eyes and his eyebrows were curved, "Thank you, master."
"My friend, the same thing is said. However, senior brother, I am not as powerful as my master. I can find such rare things as the Yangshen Tree. However, I did find some Warming God Fruits here. After hearing about this fruit, I am very concerned about the Wen Yangshen Tree. Knowledge is also very effective."
Warming fruit?
