Murong Kun said sinisterly: "You brat, don't be ungrateful. A little person with unknown origins at the ninth level of Xuanwu, don't try to fight against us."
Fang Lei completely ignored Murong Kun's harsh words.
At this moment, the middle-aged man selling the knife said with great momentum: "Young man, you don't need to be afraid. I am the elder of Piaoxue Sect. As long as I support you, he doesn't dare to do anything to you!"
Murong Kun's face suddenly turned livid after hearing these words, and he immediately walked away with his men.
"Young man, I see that although your cultivation level is not high, you have a deep foundation. I suggest you join the Piaoxue Sect." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"I have just arrived in Piaoxue City. I have no background or support, so it is easy for me to suffer losses. If I join Piaoxue Sect, it will not be a bad thing for me." Fang Lei thought silently in his heart.
"Okay, I am willing to join the Piaoxue Sect!"
The middle-aged man suddenly pondered: "In that case, then follow me to Piaoxue Palace immediately!"
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When Fang Lei and the others arrived at the mountain gate of Piaoxue Sect, Fang Lei was shocked by the scene in front of him.
The top of the mountain of Piaoxue Sect is covered with silver makeup, like a fairyland.
In Piaoxue Sect, it is quiet and peaceful, and the white snow is as light as a dream. At the Piaoxue Sect on the peak, the snowflakes are dancing, like the light dance steps of a fairy.
The Piaoxue Sect at the foot of the mountain has its eaves covered with white snow, like a silver ocean.
On the mountain trails of Piaoxue Sect, snowflakes fell, leaving a string of silvery footprints.
"What a beautiful scenery!" Fang Lei couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a young man in white robe quickly walked forward and asked doubtfully: "Elder He, why are you back?"
"I came back to recommend a young man to the sect and let him become a disciple of Piaoxue Sect." Elder He said lightly.
The young man in white robe glanced at Fang Lei and sneered in his heart: "It turns out he is a useless person at the ninth level of Xuanwu."
Fang Lei noticed his expression, but remained silent.
"Call your mentor, I have something to ask her!" Elder He said with no expression on his face.
The young man in white robe responded and then left.
Soon after, a young woman of about twenty years old wearing a dark flower and cloud pattern came to Elder He.
"Elder He, what do you want from me?" the young woman asked.
Elder He said slowly: "Teacher Jiang, I have brought you a martial arts genius. Let him join your mountain for the time being!"
"Since it is Elder He's recommendation, I will gladly accept it." Instructor Jiang responded.
Teacher Jiang glanced at Fang Lei casually: "From now on, you are my disciple of Piaomiao Peak."
"Understood!" Fang Lei replied.
Instructor Jiang immediately led Fang Lei to Piaomiao Peak.
At the same time, Fang Lei also received two sets of clothes from Piaoxue Sect disciples and a Piaoxue Sect token.
These two sets of clothes are white, with beautifully embroidered snowflake patterns on the back, and red gold trim that adds to their solemnity and dignity.
There is also a Piaomiao Peak towering into the clouds embroidered on the chest, symbolizing that Fang Lei is a disciple of Piaomiao Peak.
At the martial arts arena at Piaomiao Peak the next morning, dozens of young men and women aged 17 or 18 sat and stood in silence.
Their backs were straight, as straight as a benchmark, and they stood quietly on the martial arts field.
Everyone's eyes focused on a young woman in front of the team, and this young woman was their mentor Jiang Ningyan.
At this time, Jiang Ningyan clasped her hands behind her back and scanned the crowd with her eyes, patiently explaining the basic knowledge of the Mortal Purification Realm.
Although many students did not pay much attention to this, Fang Lei was extremely serious, and every word was deeply imprinted in his heart.
He knows very well that the more basic something is, the more fundamental it is to everything. On the road to cultivation, the foundation must be solid.
"Now start to close your eyes, put aside all distracting thoughts, and try to use the energy in your body to nourish the chakra." After Jiang Ningyan finished explaining, he ordered with a glance.
After hearing this, everyone closed their eyes and the surroundings became silent.
Fang Lei was the only one doing nothing with his eyes open.
Jiang Ningyan looked at Fang Lei with majestic eyes and asked in a serious tone: "Fang Lei, why don't you practice with other disciples?"
The entire Piaomiao Peak disciples looked at Fang Lei expectantly, as if expecting him to do something unusual.
The mischievous disciples whispered in the crowd: "This new disciple is so brave, he actually dares to be distracted in 'Iron Palm' Jiang Ningyan's class."
Fang Lei answered frankly: "Teacher Jiang, I am currently at the ninth level of Xuanwu and have not yet understood the cultivation of chakra."
The surrounding voices fell silent for a moment, followed by deafening jeers.
"Hahaha... This new disciple is such a waste!"
After Jiang Ningyan heard about it, she investigated and confirmed that Fang Lei was indeed at the ninth level of Xuanwu.
She said calmly: "I misunderstood you. In that case, I will give you a Cleansing Pill first and wait until you break through to the Cleansing Realm."
After saying that, she took out a Cleansing Pill out of thin air in her hand and handed it to Fang Lei.
Jiang Ningyan started class again, her eyes swept across the crowd, and then she said: "Now, most of the students have activated their second chakra and are about to face the challenge of the three sects' martial arts competition."
"Today, I decided to teach you "Snow and Cloud Palm"."
These words aroused the excitement of the whole audience.
"It's actually the "Floating Snow Cloud Palm", which is a spiritual level martial art!"
"That's right, "Piao Xue Chuan Yun Zhang" was created by the first generation master of Piao Xue Sect, and all generations of sect masters devoted themselves to practicing it."
"It is said that if you cultivate to the peak level, you can even rival low-level king-level martial arts." The disciples who knew about "Snow Piercing Cloud Palm" began to discuss it in detail.
"That's it." Everyone nodded, their eyes becoming eager.
The level of martial arts skills is not only related to the strength of the warrior, but also directly affects the speed of practice.
The higher the level of martial arts skills, the faster they can be practiced and the stronger they can be in battle.
Fang Lei looked at Jiang Ningyan and said, "'Snow Piercing Cloud Palm' is comparable to a low-level king-level martial arts. If you can master it, you will definitely improve your own strength!" Fang Lei made up his mind to learn "Floating Snow Piercing Cloud Palm".
At the same time, he opened the second chakra and strived to be qualified to participate in the three sects' martial arts competition. He took a deep breath and stared at Jiang Ningyan intently.
"There are four postures in "Floating Snow Cloud Palm", divided into four levels. I will only demonstrate it once. How much you can understand depends on your personal understanding." As soon as Jiang Ningyan finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.
"Please look!" Jiang Ningyan shouted, her voice like thunder.
She suddenly jumped up, flying three feet like an arrow, and instantly appeared in the center of the martial arts field, and then took action.
"The clouds are floating all over the sea!" "The strong wind pushes the clouds!" "Snow disappears and clouds disperse!" "Snow condenses into ice!" Jiang Ningyan demonstrated continuously, with movements as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.
She has a strong posture, her palms dance like the wind, and her moves are fierce, beating the spirit-level puppets with endless sounds.
When she concentrated her energy and stopped moving, the whole place fell into silence. Jiang Ningyan's power was shocking. She defeated the spirit-level puppet by herself, and everyone was stunned.
Spirit-level puppets are powerful existences, and their levels are even comparable to those in the Life Soul Realm.
However, Jiang Ningyan defeated it easily, demonstrating her great strength.
After demonstrating the Snow Plowing Cloud Palm, Jiang Ningyan announced the end of today's class. Everyone cheered and dispersed to prepare for entertainment.
Fang Lei still stood there, motionless.
He replayed every detail of Jiang Ningyan's performance of "Floating Snow Cloud Palm" in his mind, observing every change in detail.
Fang Lei recalled the entire palm technique over and over again until he was sure that he had completely mastered it. At this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and left the martial arts arena.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Fang Lei. Fang Lei raised his head and saw the young man in white robe from yesterday.
He asked doubtfully: "What do you mean?"
The young man in white robe stood confidently with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Fang Lei with cold eyes and said sarcastically: "Fang Lei, I didn't expect that someone like you could be allowed to enter Piaomiao Peak. I advise you to leave Piaomiao Peak. !”
Fang Lei didn't want to get entangled with him and wanted to turn around and leave.
"Stop!" the young man in white robe shouted angrily.
He reached out and grabbed Fang Lei's shoulder. However, Fang Lei was well prepared and nimbly took a step to the side to avoid the white-robed young man's attack.
But the sharp wind left a big wound on his shoulder.
The young man in white robe didn't take Fang Lei seriously. After failing to catch him, he became even more angry and grabbed Fang Lei's right arm again.
At this moment, a graceful man suddenly appeared in front of Fang Lei.
She has a pair of almond eyes, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, slender hands, a pink face, and white skin.
Three thousand green silk strands were draped behind her, and her long eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes.
She stretched out her right hand and released a palm wind, and then there was a loud bang. The young man in white robe grunted and flew backwards for several steps before stopping.
"Shen Zhenhong!" The young man in white robe looked at the woman standing in front of Fang Lei, his expression showing fear.
Shen Shenghong is the senior sister of Piaomiao Peak. Her strength has reached the middle stage of the third level of Xifan, far surpassing others.
Fang Lei looked at the woman in front of him and felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen her before.
"Yuan Kang, as a senior fellow student, you bully a fellow junior fellow student. What kind of face do you have?" Shen Shenghong scolded angrily.
Yuan Kang looked at Fang Lei with contempt, who was blocked behind by Shen Shenhong.
Yuan Kang said in a contemptuous tone: "Fang Lei, you only know how to hide behind women, you are really a waste."
Yuan Kang's voice was very high-pitched, so that all the sect disciples present could hear him clearly.
The sect disciples who were close to Yuan Kang immediately echoed: "Yuan Kang, let's go. Fang Lei has the support of senior sister, how can you be his opponent?"
"Yes, now that Fang Lei has climbed to a high branch, how can he still take notice of you...!"
The sarcastic voices kept coming, Fang Lei raised his brows slightly, his face changed slightly, and anger ignited in his heart.
Fang Lei took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
He clearly knew that Yuan Kang had reached the late stage of the second level of Xifan, and he was indeed no match for him at the moment.
However, Fang Lei has a system and a fast cultivation speed. As long as he can break through to the Mortal Cleansing Realm, he has a chance of winning.
After careful consideration, Fang Lei's eyes flashed with determination.
He passed Shen Shenghong and looked at Yuan Kang coldly: "Yuan Kang, on the day of the sect's martial arts competition, I will personally challenge you and defeat you."
The surrounding voices suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Fang Lei in surprise, not expecting him to say such words.
Shen Shenghong frowned slightly, and just as she was about to speak to dissuade Fang Lei, Yuan Kang's disdainful laughter suddenly came from beside her.
"Hahaha...boy, I promise you!" A hint of cunning flashed in Yuan Kang's eyes.
Fang Lei looked calmly and nodded: "I will do what I say!"
Everyone was a little stunned. They understood what Fang Lei meant. He would defeat Yuan Kang on the day of the sect's martial arts competition.
Yuan Kang also heard the implication of Fang Lei's words, his eyes darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Fang Lei, strength is not achieved by talking, waste will always be waste. The sect will learn martial arts!"
After saying that, Yuan Kang strode out of the martial arts arena with a few of his men.
And Shen Shenghong looked at Fang Lei, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Fang Lei, you are too reckless!"
She mistakenly thought that Fang Lei said what he just said at all costs because he was provoked by Yuan Kang.
In Shen Jianghong's view, Yuan Kang has opened the second chakra and has reached the late stage of the second stage of the Chakra of Purification.
Fang Lei is currently only in the Xuanwu realm, and has never even set foot in the Ximort realm, so she believes that Fang Lei will have no chance of winning in the sect martial arts competition.
"Whether it seems too impulsive or not, this will be tested in the sect martial arts competition." Fang Lei said with confidence.
