Seeing the dark crowd in Zhuyin Pavilion, Cheng Ling said helplessly: "Brother Jian, looking at this situation, it is impossible to go back in the short term. I decided to go back to my original sect."
"Oh? How come your original sect has never heard of you talking about it!"
"It's not a big deal, it's just a small sect. It's my master's death anniversary in a few days, so I'm going to spend some time with his old man."
"In that case, Brother Cheng, go and come back early. In one year, there will be a competition between the inner sects of the academy. Don't miss it."
"Inner Sect Competition? Tell me about the specific situation."
Jian Yinghao changed the topic and said: "The Inner Sect Competition is a competition held every three years in the academy. Participants include inner sect disciples, direct disciples, academy attendants, etc. As long as their cultivation is under Transformation God, they can sign up to participate! "
Cheng Ling was startled, and Qiu Ruohen's figure flashed in his mind, and asked: "Even the aide can participate, so the inner disciples and core disciples have little hope of winning?"
"Brother Cheng, you don't understand the situation of the academy, no wonder you have such an idea. Although the academy attendant has strong cultivation and enjoys more resources, he has to bear the daily affairs of the academy, which takes up a lot of time."
"Some core disciples and direct disciples are not willing to spend time on this. Their combat power may not be much weaker than that of the Academy Attendant. You see, I don't want to become the Academy Attendant before I advance to become a god."
Cheng Ling suddenly understood and asked again: "Are the inner sect competitions held together by the disciples from the three Taoist academies?"
"Yes, during the competition, the three Dao academies are held at the same time. In the past ten years, the disciples of the Fa Dao Yuan have been overwhelming the Kendo Academy and the Martial Arts Academy. Therefore, my uncle hopes that you can do well in the competition. score."
Cheng Ling was ashamed and said: "I have just entered the Nascent Soul Consummation. I am no match for those disciples. The Master of the Sword Academy thinks too highly of me."
"No, Brother Cheng's talent in swordsmanship is unprecedented in his life. He still has one year to go and he will definitely be able to improve again. Don't underestimate the inner sect competition, which involves the vital interests of the three major courtyards."
"Why?"
"The rankings in the competition are very important to each Taoist school, especially the competition for the top ten. Which Taoist school has the most disciples entering the top ten, the academy's resources will be tilted towards that Taoist school in the next three years. This is the third generation The rules set by the academy owner and appropriate competition are conducive to the development and growth of the academy."
Cheng Ling nodded silently, just like the competition for employment in modern enterprises, healthy competition can indeed keep the academy disciples motivated. However, it is still too far away to say this. With his current combat power, he is really not sure whether he can enter the top ten in the ring.
He said: "I will do my best in one year!"
Cheng Ling asked about the situation of some of the disciples participating in the competition, then said goodbye and left. There are some differences between core disciples and inner disciples. Inner disciples need to apply to go out for training, while core disciples have much more freedom. As long as they complete the tasks of the academy, they can practice as they please.
After leaving Mingjian Academy, Cheng Ling felt like returning home. For more than a year, I don’t know how the Wuxiang Sword Sect has developed. When I left, I left behind a lot of resources and techniques. After a year, I should have made great progress.
Originally, he wanted to take Song Yuan and the two priests of the Cheng family back with him, but now Zhuyin Pavilion is surrounded by water and there is no way to bring him out. He can only entrust Jian Yinghao to pass the news to them and wait for the news to pass before rushing back. To the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
He also made some changes to the arrangement of the three people. Jian Wuya helped him break through to 60% sword intent, and he had to repay this kindness. Besides, the other party also planned to promote him to an elder. In this case, he decided to
The offerings of the two Cheng family members were left to the Kendo Academy.
Those two have been enshrined in the Cheng family for hundreds of years, and their identities can easily be discovered. The Wuxiang Sword Sect was still too weak to withstand the anger of the Cheng family, but it was different when placed in the Sword Academy. No matter how domineering the disciples of the Cheng family were, they would not dare to ask for help from the Sword Academy.
As a result, the Sword Academy has two more alchemy masters, and the Wuxiang Sword Sect avoids being targeted by the Cheng family, killing two birds with one stone. As for Song Yuan, he must take him to the Wuxiang Sword Sect. This person has an excellent business acumen and has a peak cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He is also a fighting force in the Wuxiang Sword Sect.
Moreover, he has not been in the Cheng family for a long time, and now he has been banned by himself. He is responsible for the sect's external trade, and the resources within the Wuxiang Sword Sect can be continuously provided. In the long run, the sect's The strength will only get stronger and stronger.
Back then, it took Cheng Ling more than a month to go from the Wuxiang Sword Sect to the Famous Sword Academy. Now, he went back much faster. In less than ten days, the familiar mountain gate appeared in front of him.
As he landed lightly in front of the mountain gate, two disciples came to greet him. One of the new disciples asked: "Who are you? What important business do you have in our Wuxiang Sword Sect?"
Another one rubbed his eyes, looked at Cheng Ling carefully, grabbed the disciple beside him, knelt down and said, "Sect Master, you are the Sect Master, you are back!"
With a flick of Cheng Ling's hand, the two of them stopped kneeling and stood up. He smiled and said, "Yes, I'm back. You guys should be on duty and don't have to kneel down!"
After saying that, he walked straight towards the mountain gate. He wanted to see what changes had occurred in the sect over the past year or so.
Climbing up the stairs along the mountain gate, I sighed in my heart that it has been fifteen years since I came to this world. I remember that I followed my master and walked for a long time to reach the Taoist temple. Now, as long as I want to, I can reach it in an instant.
For fifteen years, he had not thought about his parents and children on earth. But it seems that there is no going back. He also gradually integrated into this world of monasticism, where he made friends and had inseparable concerns.
Now, the master's revenge has been fully avenged. The Wuxiang Sword Sect is your root in this world, and you must carry it forward, so that you can venture outside without any scruples and reach a higher realm.
Climbing up step by step, the aura around him became stronger and stronger. The mind is clear and the mind is clear. In the past, I felt that I had always been burdened with the deep hatred of my master and Cheng Xueyao's oath of heaven. At this moment, let it all go.
The true energy in the body moves naturally along the path of the technique, and a trace of Taoist charm is exuded. Every time you go up the previous step, the true energy seems to become more pure. It was as if he had entered a mysterious realm where he could hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening, falling into an epiphany.
The disciples on both sides of the mountain road had already seen Cheng Ling's figure. Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly reported to the higher-ups of the sect. The other disciples quietly watched Cheng Ling move forward slowly, not daring to make a sound.
Soon, Liu Qingyan, Xi Yan, Xiao Changtian, Xuan Wuxiang and others all received the news that Cheng Ling had returned to the sect. They all walked out of the secret room where they were in seclusion and went to greet him.
Xiyan was the most excited. Cheng Ling had left the sect for more than a year. She thought about it day and night, and wished she could follow him to the Famous Sword Academy. It was just that the sect still had the responsibilities of the Alchemy Hall and did not want to live up to Cheng Ling's trust, so he suppressed himself.
Now, she had reached the early stage of Nascent Soul. When she received the news that Cheng Ling had returned to the clan, without thinking, she teleported to the mountain road and was about to throw herself into his arms and cry. A bare hand grabbed her and said: "Don't worry, he is in an epiphany now, don't disturb him."
Xiyan turned around and saw that it was Liu Qingyan. Her speed is much faster than Xiyan
He was very knowledgeable. He could tell the situation in front of Cheng Ling at a glance and hurriedly stopped Xi Yan from stepping forward.
Soon, Xiao Changtian, Xuan Wuxiang, Zhang Hu and others all arrived at the mountain path. Seeing Cheng Ling's state, they did not dare to interrupt easily. He just followed Cheng Ling up the mountain and stayed by his side silently.
The mountain road is not long, but it took Cheng Ling four hours to reach the square of the sect leader's hall. As soon as he stepped onto the ground, a fierce sword intent emitted from his body and soared into the sky. Everyone was shocked and retreated one after another.
"Such a high level of sword intent. I didn't expect that in just one year, he would reach the peak of Nascent Soul perfection. Even I may not be his opponent!" Liu Qingyan was shocked and murmured.
"Buzz~~!"
There was a buzzing sound in Cheng Ling's mind, and the aura in his body instantly disappeared, returning to his normal state. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling overjoyed.
The epiphany in the mountain path allowed his true energy to be refined again, almost reaching the peak of Nascent Soul perfection. Not only that, the sword intention is also more pure due to the transparent mind, without any magazines. The sword intention that has just been raised to 60% has gone a step further, reaching the mid-60% level!
In my mind, my mental power is like a clear lake without any ripples. It appears more pure and transparent, and the total amount of my mental power has also been slightly improved. This kind of improvement is simply an unexpected surprise.
He bowed towards Liu Qingyan and said, "Uncle Liu, I'm back!"
Liu Qingyan smiled slightly, bowed in return, and said, "Congratulations, sect master, and welcome back to the sect!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the disciples around her cheered in unison! "Sect Master, Sect Master!" The cry went straight into the sky.
Xiyan's eyes were red, and she slowly walked to Cheng Ling, grabbed his hand, and said, "Brother Ling, you are finally back!"
Cheng Ling smiled slightly, smoothed her hair on her forehead, and said, "Yes, I'm back. You've worked hard this year!"
Zhang Hu jumped out and said: "Master, when will Sister Xiyan become the master's wife!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and Xi Yan buried her head shyly on Cheng Ling's chest, speechless for a moment. Cheng Ling felt greatly embarrassed and secretly scolded the brat for not picking up the pot. He really didn't know how to answer.
Xiao Changtian, an old man, hurriedly interjected: "Okay, the sect master has just come back, he must be tired, don't stand outside, let's go into the main hall to talk."
Cheng Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Xiao Changtian gratefully, and then greeted everyone into the sect master's hall.
Xi Yan also reacted and left Cheng Ling's arms, surrounded by everyone, and walked towards the sect leader's hall.
After entering the main hall, everyone took their seats. Cheng Ling asked Xuan Wuxiang, "Senior Brother Xuan, you have worked hard this year. I wonder how the sect is doing now?"
Cheng Ling went to the Famous Sword Academy. Xuan Wuxiang was basically responsible for all affairs within the sect. After all, he had been the sect leader for many years and was able to handle these matters with ease.
Hearing Cheng Ling's question, he smiled slightly and said, "The sect has developed very well this year, and the number of disciples is about to exceed 100,000. The various sects live in harmony and are no longer as tit-for-tat as before!"
Cheng Ling nodded happily and said: "That's good. Over the past year, I have been working outside and gained a lot of resources. I believe that with these resources, the sect's strength will definitely increase again in the future."
After saying that, he waved his hand and a large number of storage rings appeared on the long table in the center of the hall. Everyone opened their mouths and were speechless.
Zhang Hu swallowed hard and said, "Master, with so many storage rings, how many families have you robbed?"
