The seventh day of the 10th month.

The sky is clear and everything is suitable.

In the ancient Ding City, the famous Lingyue School beat drums and celebrating the whole family, and finally ushered in the biggest happy event in the past decade.

Just because, hundreds of miles outside the city, the "Lingjian Sect" of the Immortal Taoist Sect sent four immortals to the Lingyue Sect to select introductory disciples.

If you can pass the assessment smoothly and become a disciple of the Lingjian Sect, it means you will be able to choose from a thousand people and have spiritual roots that ordinary people have never possessed. In the future, you will have the opportunity to enter the fairyland to cultivate into a golden elixir, become a supreme immortal who calls the wind and rain, lives forever and is extraordinary.

If you are lucky enough to become an immortal, let alone the powerful "Lingyue Sect" in the ancient Ding City, even the supreme martial arts world and the imperial family must wait aside and dare not challenge him.

Just think about it and know how majestic it is!

In the world, immortals symbolize a supreme existence that transcends the world and is supreme!

It is also the ultimate goal that thousands of ordinary people in the world dream of and hope to achieve!!

The major forces in the city were talking and envious. They all said that the Lingyue Sect, the mortal sect, was fortunate to be valued by the Hanyue Mountain Immortal. It was because the ancestors accumulated virtue and made great good luck.

However, Ling Zhengnan and Yue Ku knew the two leaders of the Lingyue Sect, brothers who were brothers and sisters, well-known.

If it weren't for the past ten years that Lingyue Sect had persistently offered a large amount of wealth to the Lingjian Sect and presented countless gold, silver and precious medicinal materials every year, how could it have been inexplicably attracted the immortals from Hanyue Mountain?

Although the Lingyue Sect is quite powerful in the ancient tripod city and is almost one of the best, in the eyes of the "Lingjian Sect" of the Immortal Taoist Sect, it is just one of the many worshippers below it.

At best, it has been a family that has been more positive and has a more scheming attitude for many years.

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Just as Ling Yue sent everyone to the sky and were busy welcoming the immortals, there were a few young men in the other courtyard not joining in the fun, but quietly gathering together.

What is more important than the arrival of immortals?

A 15 or 16-year-old boy was sitting carelessly on the stone pier in the yard.

The fiery red short hair stood upside down, as hard as a steel needle. Between the eyebrows, the evil spirit was so fierce that it seemed that something was about to take action.

Although his body looked thin, thin, and somewhat ill-developed, his back was straight and energetic, but he was as strong as a tiger and his aura was quite strong.

Four teenagers who were about the same age as him stood in front of him and listened to his words.

The red-haired boy slapped his thighs and shouted: "Now the old man is busy calling the immortals coming from the 'Ling Jian Gate', so we will take the opportunity to discuss tomorrow's battle! You four, according to the old rules before each action, if you have any last words, please report them quickly!"

Listening to the word "Immortal", the boys' eyes showed extreme admiration and yearning. But when they heard the word "Last Word", they felt a little amused and crying.

One of the big boys touched his head and laughed: "Brother Xuan, don't have to worry. My last words are the same as when I took action last time."

The red-haired boy smiled and said, "Tieniu, you are such a boring lazy guy! Where is A Shui, the crow and the grass?"

The other three teenagers listened and quickly agreed, saying that theirs were the same as last time, and they didn't seem to want to waste more time in this link.

The red-haired boy shouted: "Since I left my last words, I will no longer have any concerns in the battle tomorrow, so I will have a great fight with that dog! I, Ling Xuan, always do my best and fight to the end. If anyone who drags his back and implicates his brother tomorrow will come down and chop off his head!"

Several young men were surging their blood and responded in unison: "Yes!"

Ling Xuan nodded and said, "What do you have any other opinions on tomorrow's deployment?"

The big boy Tie Niu blinked his eyes and came over and whispered: "Others, we have no objection. I just heard that Xing Bao has reached the second level of 'strength' of the 'seventh level of the mortal realm', and coupled with the unique master of the family, "Storm Wind Palm", it is much more powerful than his previous opponents and is completely incomparable. I am afraid that Brother Xuan will not be able to win this battle. After all, we, Brother Xuan, have only practiced the first level of 'qi cultivation'."

"What's so great about it? Isn't it the second level of 'stringing'? Tonight, I will work hard and practice it in one go!" Ling Xuan didn't care and laughed, "As for the 'Raging Wind Palm', it sounds like the three-legged cat's move. Even if I haven't practiced martial arts, I will definitely be able to break the moves and kill him with a fallen flowing water!"

Seeing Ling Xuan so confident, the boys felt much more relaxed, and they were laughing and continuing to chat.

This red-haired young man Ling Xuan is the second son of Ling Zhengnan, the second young master of Ling Yue Sect.

He has been brave since childhood and kind-hearted. He admires some knights in the world who see injustice and are willing to manage injustice. Over time, with his brute force and passion, he shouted the slogan of fairness and justice, he often took action in Guding City, learning from the appearance of a knight to help the weak, punish evil and promote good, and caused a lot of trouble.

His father Ling Zhengnan was worried that Ling Xuan would be out of control when he grew up and would cause a big disaster sooner or later, so he took care of his son strictly and would always have sticks. He would never be polite.

"The universe is a world where strength is the most respectable and immortal cultivators are the most respectable! Where is there any fairness and justice? You cause trouble everywhere and meddle in other people's business, causing a lot of trouble for my "Lingxuan Sect". Not to mention practicing immortals, you are not qualified to practice martial arts! Forget it, you can't help but mud. You don't have to practice martial arts anymore, and I won't teach you again! If you don't know martial arts, I see how you can stand up for others?"

Unfortunately, Ling Zhengnan said everything ruthlessly, but Ling Xuan ignored it. Even if he didn't know how to do martial arts, he still did his own thing and acted righteously. In this way, the relationship between the father and son inevitably deteriorated day by day, and sometimes even ten days and half a month didn't say a word.

After a long time, Ling Zhengnan was disheartened and thought he could not control his son who was easy to cause trouble, so he had to place his hope on his other children. From then on, he ignored Ling Xuan and even ignored him.

Several teenagers were chatting happily in the yard. Ling Xuan suddenly had his ears erect and shouted: "Shut up, someone is here!"

Tie Niu, Crow and others were stunned and immediately closed their mouths. They just paid attention to the surroundings and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

After a while, an old man in gray clothes walked over quickly and rushed into the small villa.

Several teenagers were surprised and looked at Ling Xuan, secretly admiring him, not expecting that he had such a good hearing.

The old man in gray clothes stopped, glanced at everyone, and finally stopped on Ling Xuan, saying coldly: "Second Young Master, today the Immortal of Lingjian Sect is here to my sect. The head of the sect invites you to go to the hall to accompany you."

"Butler Huang, I don't have the right to choose a disciple, so I don't need it anymore, right?" Ling Xuan turned his head and laughed.

The Butler Huang said lightly: "Even if that is the case, etiquette is still indispensable. The eldest, third, fourth and fifth ladies have all gone, so how can you not go?"

Because the head Ling Zhengnan has always looked down on Ling Xuan, butler Huang is loyal and follows his example, and never gives him any good looks.

Ling Xuan spread his hands and sighed: "Since I want me to make up the numbers, let's go on a trip." He turned to look at Tie Niu and others, and asked again: "Do they want to go together too?"

"No, the low-level disciples don't need to go. If you weren't the second young master, you actually didn't need to go." Butler Huang smiled, and his contempt for Ling Xuan in his eyes did not hide it.

"This old guy is really a slutty man!"

He muttered in his heart that although he was not willing, Ling Xuan knew that he could not refuse, so he had to follow Butler Huang and walked through the yard corridor for a moment to the welcome hall.

The welcome hall is quite spacious and there are quite a few people. Among them, the huge mahogany round table at the top is, in addition to the head Ling Zhengnan, deputy head Yue Ku, and several elders in the sect, there are also four immortals of the Lingjian Sect who come to the sword.

Flying with swords is one of the common magical powers of immortals. Ling Zhengnan and others were already impressed by the four immortals flying from the sky like this, and they did not dare to doubt their identity as immortals at all.

"I heard that immortals have great magical powers, unfathomable cultivation, and are carrying spiritual power far superior to internal strength. Even if dozens of martial artists join forces to siege with swords, they will not take it seriously. I wonder if it is that powerful?" Seeing the legendary immortal style, the young man Ling Xuan also became interested in his heart and could not help but take a closer look.

The leader was about fifty years old, with a flying beard and wearing a gossip Taoist robe. He looked arrogant and his eyes were full of disdain. He hummed from time to time, as if he didn't like anything.

Ling Zhengnan was having a cordial chat with the Taoist. The Taoist was an important figure in the Lingjian Sect, named "Qingcangzi", who was responsible for recruiting disciples in the Lingyue Sect this time.

Next to Qing Cangzi, there were two immortals, one man and one woman.

The woman is a beautiful young woman with a plump figure, wearing a blue shirt, like a fairy, named "Zi Linglong".

Qing Cangzi called her junior sister Linglong, and she was kind-hearted and seemed to be a little afraid of her. Zi Linglong was just a deputy to this trip, but she was arrogant and had a slight sense of being above Qing Cangzi.

Another man was dressed in gray clothes, with disheveled hair, and a dim face. His eyes were very dim. Compared with the fairy style of Qing Cangzi and Zi Linglong, he was completely out of place and a world of difference.

He had a slut on his face and a very decadent look. He didn't look like an immortal, but rather a drunkard who had not woken up from the hangover.

Qing Cangzi was very cold to him and even too lazy to pay attention to him. Zi Linglong was better and occasionally chatted with the man.

But the decadent man looked dull and hesitant, and didn't pay much attention to it.

The decadent man was named Chilang. Even though he looked extremely unbearable and wanted to die of decadence, Ling Zhengnan and others did not dare to neglect the slightest. They were still polite and bowed down.

Ling Xuan looked at the red wolf and felt a little happy: "You can also be called an immortal like this, but you really can't be looked at by a person!"

The last immortal was a young girl of similar age to Ling Xuan.

The girl was wearing a purple dress, gentle and young. She had a small braid on the back of her head, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Not only is her figure extremely mature, concise and beautiful, but her appearance is also beautiful. Especially the smile on her face is enough to fall in love with all beings and makes people uncontrollable.

In his life, Ling Xuan had never seen such a beautiful and seductive girl.

Although Ling Xuan didn't read much, the four-word idiom "beautiful to the whole country" flashed through his mind at this moment.

"The fairy in the sky is probably just like this, right?" Ling Xuan praised in his heart. He was mature in his mind. After all, he was not the kind of naughty boy who drooled when he saw a beautiful woman. Although the girl was extremely beautiful, she only glanced at her for a few seconds and looked away.

Many Ling Yue sected disciples to accompany him at the round table at the lower head, and occasionally looked at the girl in purple. She was fascinated by the girl who looked like a flower, fairy and was confused and confused.

Ling Xuan noticed that this girl in purple seemed to be Zi Linglong's disciple, named "Ting'er". Seeing that Ting'er was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she could become a child of the immortal family and possessed extraordinary powers of flying in the air. It can be seen that her talent is extremely outstanding, and she couldn't help but secretly envy her.

"Any one of them should be stronger than my father's fifth level of 'Easy Mai', right?" Ling Xuan guessed in secret.

The Immortal of the Spirit Sword Sect has the magical power of flying in the sky and hiding the earth. His strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. At least he surpasses the seventh level of the ordinary realm and reaches the level of the spiritual realm.

Such cultivation is outstanding and superior even in this small ancient tripod city, even in the huge Hongdu Empire to which the entire ancient tripod city belongs. Therefore, even the royal forces as strong as the empire are willing to flatter and dare not be disrespectful to the immortals at all.

The Lingjian Sect is extremely powerful in the Hongdu Empire and everyone knows it. It is a top-notch immortal force. Compared with it, the small Lingyue Sect is almost a world of difference and cannot be compared at all. Ling Zhengnan knows the interests of it, so he naturally has to do his best to greet him with all his might.

"Second brother, come here!" The fourth brother Ling Zhen and the fifth sister Ling Wei were fortunate to be at the same table with the four immortals. When he saw Ling Xuan enter the hall, he hurriedly greeted him loudly.

Ling Xuan walked quickly to the table, suddenly became stunned, and looked around and didn't find his seat.

"I didn't expect that there was not even a seat. My status in the Lingyue Sect is getting lower and lower..." Ling Xuan smiled bitterly and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

The eldest brother Ling Cheng and the third brother Ling Cong, who were sitting at the table, looked at each other and smiled, and said twice, feeling a little gloating.

Ling Cheng smiled and said, "Second, what's wrong? Do you want to sit with the immortal?"

The third brother Ling Cong laughed and said, "It's a pity that we have no seats here, so you'd better get out of another table!"

The fourth brother Ling Zhen shouted, "How could this happen? You obviously have the second brother's seat, have you removed it?"

Ling Cong snorted: "Which eye did you see that we did it?"

"Nonsense." Ling Zhengnan frowned secretly. Ruo didn't care about it normally, but now the immortals are present and the sons are having a big fuss, which makes people laugh.

Ling Xuan was depressed, but on the surface he pretended to be ignorant, and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay. Since I don't have a seat, I'll sit somewhere else!"

Seeing Ling Xuan retreat obediently, Ling Cong refused to give up and muttered: "The useless dick is embarrassing, and he is only at the first level. How can he be qualified to sit with us?"

Many disciples next to him couldn't help but laugh when they heard this, as if they had no sympathy and were happy to see Ling Xuan look ugly.
To be continued...