Chapter 12 Inner Disciple Selection Competition

Putting down the tea cup, the two stewards looked at Lin He with an expression like "I've never seen you before", and then took out a box for him to draw lots. After taking the number plate, Lin He could only continue to wait.

There was a pavilion in the corner, and Lin He went there to find a place to sit and take a nap. Sleeping is not necessary for cultivators, but it is definitely good to sleep a little longer.

Inner disciples arrived in twos and threes, and Yun Xiangyi also came, accompanied by a girl with a frosty face. Wan Yumeng, a junior fellow apprentice, could not be called everyone. There were only three people who were truly qualified to do so.

, Si Zilong, Yun Xiangyi, and Lin He. Because Wan Zhongshan and his wife, there are only four inner disciples. The inner disciple is the highest level disciple in Wanxiu Clan. Lin He used to be very prosperous, but unfortunately he had a bad fate.

The top inner disciples became outer disciples.

The inner disciples of other teachers are ranked according to their entry time.

Yun Xiangyi looked around and found that Lin He was somewhat puzzled as to whether this boy was not here. Wan Yumeng, who was walking side by side, had a cold face that made people afraid to approach, but her eyes were also looking everywhere.

Looking down, I'm also looking for Lin He.

If there was one person who still cared about Lin He after he was given up, it was probably Wan Yumeng, his junior sister. The inner disciples taught by Yao Yao personally were Wan Yumeng and Lin He, and they were childhood sweethearts. Later, Lin He left

After leaving the outer sect, Wan Yumeng was busy practicing, and because of his young age, it is normal for him to forget things over time. Yun Xiangyi mentioned Lin He's promotion to Wan Yumeng, and this brought back some of Wan Yumeng's memories.

Not finding Lin He, the two of them were somewhat depressed. When they went to draw lots, they were filled with murderous intent. The other inner disciples all consciously gave way, and no one dared to let these two line up. They were so desperate, at this time

There was a kid in front who had just finished drawing lots. After looking at the name on the number plate and the opponent's name on the match list, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I'm so lucky. My opponent in the first round is Lin He, a loser." This voice was a bit unscrupulous. Yun Xiangyi and Wan Yumeng both heard it and looked at it with unkind eyes.

This kid didn't realize it and was still laughing loudly with his hands on his hips. Yun Xiangyi had no impression of this background. He seemed to be an inner disciple at the sixth level of Qi training. In the first round, he was really lucky to draw lots against Lin He.

So Lin He has already been here? The two girls raised their heads and looked around, but still saw no one. They felt a little depressed and ran towards the guy who was laughing wildly. "Frivolous!" Wan Yumeng snorted and raised his hand.

A phantom waved out, and with a snap, the man who was laughing wildly was slapped hard on the left side of his face, and a clear palm print appeared.

Wan Yumeng has a weird personality and a special status. There is really no reason for her to hit someone. The disciple who was beaten turned around and looked angrily at first: "Who hit me? Come out!" As soon as he finished speaking, another phantom flew over,

He also received a blow on the right side of his face. But this time it was Yun Xiangyi who took action. After the blow, he said, "I see you are unhappy, what's wrong?"

This guy is indeed capable of attracting hatred. The number of disciples in the inner sect selection competition is close to one thousand. The selection competition requires eleven consecutive rounds. There is only a short break in the middle to re-draw lots. This is a very cruel competition system.

It’s not just your cultivation level, but also your financial resources. Those with strong financial resources and many spiritual stones will definitely recover faster during the rest period, while those with weak financial resources will naturally not be able to. Even if your cultivation level is high, if you haven’t had much rest after eleven rounds, you

You may not be able to persist until the end, right?

Therefore, the opponent in each round is very important. If you are lucky enough to draw a low-level opponent, you can be secretly proud. How dare you laugh out loud? Doesn't this arouse public outrage? Especially those who draw opponents of comparable strength in the first round.

My inner disciple is even more happy to see this guy get whipped. It will make you happy!

"It's Second Senior Sister! It's an honor for you to hit me! Senior Sister Wan is here too, why don't you come too?" This guy finally sobered up after feeling proud, and quickly flattered him in order to avoid these two living ancestors.

Wan Yumeng had a murderous look in his eyes. His name was Meng Qing. He was originally a disciple of Lin He and others, but his master was the eighth uncle Guan Yichao, a senior in Wanxiu Clan.

Between them, the cultivation level can only be considered average.

Meeting this kind of thing, Wan Yumeng and Yun Xiangyi lost their temper. Wan Yumeng threw a spirit stone casually and said: "I have already beaten it, take this." Meng Qing took it and saw that it was actually a spirit stone.

A second-level spiritual stone is a good thing. The spiritual energy of a second-level spiritual stone can ensure that he can continue to fight for an hour.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Wan, thank you..." The two girls had walked away, and he continued to please his back. The disciples beside him looked at him with disdain and envy, despising this guy for his lack of moral integrity, and slapped him in envy.

Not heavy, in exchange for a second level spiritual stone.

Yun Xiangyi, who had good eyesight, finally spotted Lin He and saw that this guy was sleeping soundly and drooling at the corner of his mouth. He was really angry and funny. This guy's mentality was so strong that he could still sleep at this time.

What did you do last night?

The two women came over and exchanged glances. Yun Xiangyi shouted into Lin He's ear: "Someone has overcome the tribulation!"

Lin He jumped up and said repeatedly: "Where? Where is it? Take me with you to see it."

Seeing this, Wan Yumeng was very happy. He always had a cold face, but now he laughed out loud. Lin He saw clearly that it was these two, and rubbed his face vigorously: "Second Senior Sister, Little Junior Sister, why are they all here?

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"Third senior brother, why don't you even have a sword?" Wan Yumeng's voice returned to coldness, but she was always concerned about him. Lin He knew that this little junior sister was not cold-blooded by nature, but the Ice Heart Art she practiced. This kind of magic

What we pursue is to have no desires or demands, and wholeheartedly pursue the Tao. After a long time, people’s faces become expressionless, like a block of ice.

"Haha, I'm just here to go through the motions. It's the same with or without a sword. As long as the loss is not too ugly." Lin He didn't care. Wan Yumeng didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to express feelings since he was a child. Fei

Even if Lin He was given one now, he couldn't use a sword. If he took someone else's flying sword, he would have to inject his own Hunyuan Qi into it and refine it again before it could be used as his own weapon or magic weapon.

"Then be careful." Wan Yumeng said simply, without saying anything more and without any intention of leaving. She just found a place to sit down on the side, closed her eyes, meditated and waited.

Yun Xiangyi wanted to talk, but when she saw Si Zilong walking over, her face turned cold, so she closed her eyes and meditated and waited.

Lin He was the only one left. When he saw Si Zilong walking in, even though the pretty face was very hateful, Lin He had to greet him with a smile: "Elder brother, it's been a long time." Si Zilong stepped forward to look at the two girls, and felt a sudden change in his heart.

Tuan was annoyed, but he still managed to smile and said: "Third Junior Brother, long time no see. It seems that your cultivation has improved. Congratulations."

To say that this boy is good at talking, he was chosen right away. Although he despises Lin He in his heart, he will never show it on his face, nor will he mention Lin He's five years in the outer sect. Others don't know, Si

Zilong knew that Lin He was very good at alchemy now, and many people had to ask him for help.

"Hey, luck! Luck! I didn't expect that there would be a breakthrough one day." Lin He was so humble that the two ladies didn't even open their eyelids. Si Zilong thought to himself that it must be Yun Xiangyi.

The bitch said bad things about him, otherwise the younger junior sister also ignored him, so he didn't doubt Lin He.

In fact, Wan Yumeng doesn't like to talk to others, and the only disciples in the sect who can talk to her are Yun Xiangyi and Lin He.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Fortunately, at this time, a steward held a loudspeaker and shouted: "The first round of competition has begun. Everyone goes to their respective competition areas to wait for their opponents. After a quarter of an hour, the team will lose."

There are not many flat open spaces on the mountain, and the competition areas are distributed on various hills and valleys. Because Lin He came early and had the number in front, he directly found the competition area number 1 painted in white on this square. According to the rules of the competition, anyone

No matter what method you use, as long as you defeat your opponent, you will win. If you are lucky, if you encounter a weak opponent, you can end the rest early. If you are unlucky, if you encounter an evenly matched opponent, you may have to fight for a day or two.

The competition rules of the Northern and Southern Sects are the same, and they seem to be absolutely fair. In actual operation, this is not the case. How can there be no problem in manual selection of numbers? Both sides are deliberately taking care of some outstanding disciples, especially in the first few rounds, some top disciples are not at all

It is impossible for a clash of equal strength to occur. After all, the winner of the selection competition will eventually represent the Southern Sect in the North-South Sect Rookie Competition.

Lin He arrived first and took a look at the space at this match point. It was more than a hundred meters long and wide. After visually checking the direction, Lin He took out the prepared sixteen poles of the Nine Earth Flags and inserted them into them respectively.

Go to the eight directions within five meters around you, then sit in the middle and take out a talisman as a guide. As long as the talisman is lit, the formation will be activated.

At this time, his opponent Meng Qing came. When he saw Lin He, he said happily: "Third Senior Brother, I am so lucky." This kid was chubby. At first glance, he looked like a heartless and unscrupulous guy. Lin He didn't want to be angry with him.

, nodded with a smile, glanced at the steward in charge of the match point, and waited for him to announce the start of the game.

"The game begins!" The steward, who had been impatient for a long time, said, "The game officially begins." But Lin He made a move, and a talisman flew up in the air and burned up, revealing two huge yellow characters: Jiu Di!

Sixteen phantoms flew from eight directions in an instant, just like eighteen winds blowing, surrounding Lin He. What others didn't know was that this was only the primary state of the Nine Earths Hidden Formation, and its true meaning
Chapter completed!