There are more than a dozen disciples guarding the gate. You can tell from the clothes that there are inner disciples and outer disciples.

In the Nine Wilderness Continent, each sect has its own totem and will embroider the totem on their clothes.

The totem of the Tianyuan Sect is the crane. Regardless of the color of their clothes, as long as they are monks with a crane pattern embroidered on the back of their robes, they are disciples of the Tianyuan Sect.

Other sects and casual cultivators would not dare to pretend to be Tianyuan Sect disciples.

There once was a casual cultivator who wore a robe embroidered with cranes and pretended to be a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect and committed evil. As a result, he was hunted down by the Tianyuan Sect.

The casual cultivator's fate was very tragic, and people related to him were also affected to varying degrees.

Since then, no monk has dared to do this.

In order to facilitate the smooth registration of contestants, Tianyuan Sect specially arranged the registration place at the mountain gate.

Behind a table, a young monk was writing down information about the contestants with a pen.

Next to the young monk sat an elder wearing a green robe.

There was already a long queue in front of the table, most of them were here to sign up.

Although many people from the Feng family came this time, only Feng Wan actually participated in the competition.

Feng Wan asked others to wait aside, while she queued up very consciously.

Feng Zinuo was a little disappointed. He also wanted to take this opportunity to go to Tianyuan Sect to gain experience.

I really didn't expect that Tianyuan Sect would be so cautious and not give outsiders a chance at all.

Feng Su and others did not pay attention to Feng Zino's little emotion. Their attention was all on Feng Wan.

There were hundreds of monks lined up in front of Fengwan, some wearing the costumes of other families, and some being casual cultivators.

But without exception, they are all very young. It seems that the youngest one is already thirty.

Feng Wan, a little kid, was at the back of the queue and looked a little pitiful.

The team was moving slowly and unhurriedly, and Feng Wan was not impatient either. He was rehearsing the alchemy process in the sea of ​​consciousness while following the moving steps.

What Feng Wan lacks most now is time, and he must seize all the time to practice.

About a quarter of an hour later, another group of people fell from the fairy sword to the ground.

Feng Qingqing glanced distractedly, and by coincidence, she was still an acquaintance.

It turned out that the group of people who came were from the Bai family. Among them, the male cultivator who stood the straightest, dressed in blue and handsome, was none other than Bai Yichen, who came to the world of cultivation with Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing.

After two years of not seeing each other, Bai Yichen's facial features are even more outstanding and his temperament is colder.

Standing next to him was a woman with beautiful features and gentleness to the core.

Female cultivators in the world of immortality are generally divided into two types. One is the thick-faced beauties like Feng Qingqing, who are so enchanting and beautiful.

There is also the innocent one, with a beautiful face, a slim figure, and a fairy-like temperament.

Of course, in addition to these two, there will also be some eye-catching ones.

The woman in front of me belongs to the third category. Her temperament is pure, but her figure is enchanting.

Feng Zinuo saw Feng Qingqing staring at the woman, so he opened his mouth to explain her confusion.

"Her name is Bai Rou. She is from a branch of the Bai family. It is said that she has a high talent for alchemy. Now is the Qi refining period. She is competing with Junior Sister Wan."

Having said this, Feng Zinuo pinched his chin pretending to be profound and made a summary.

“I observed all those who signed up in line in front of me, and even though they were all young, none of them could play.

This Bai Rou may become the opponent to win over my sister."

Feng Su nodded, that was indeed the case.

"Maybe, but I have confidence in Wan Yatou. She will definitely win the first place in the Qi Refining Stage group."

"Hmph, you are not ashamed to speak loudly."

Suddenly, a charming female voice came from behind Feng Qingqing.

Feng Qingqing frowned, thinking that this woman was really rude.

Feng Qihang and others also looked back and saw a woman in a red robe, with her hands around her shoulders and her chin held high, looking at Feng Qingqing and others.

Feng Wan was also attracted by the sound.

Bai Rou, who was already standing in line behind Feng Wan, saw Feng Wan turning to look at the woman in red robe with doubts in her eyes.

He gently whispered to explain her confusion.

"Her name is Ling Xiaoxiao, one of the most beloved juniors in the Ling family."

It's her?

It has been five years since Feng Wan read this book about cultivating immortals. Because he has been seizing the time to practice, he almost didn’t think about the original plot.

At this moment, when I heard Ling Xiaoxiao's name, the plot I had seen before began to flash in my mind.

Ling Xiaoxiao is the biological sister of the male protagonist in the original text. She is very talented in alchemy and won the first place in this alchemy competition.

She and the heroine are good friends, and Feng Qingqing will be killed by the hero, and she is indispensable for fueling the situation.

It seems that the original plot is still continuing.

Soon, Feng Qingqing will fall in love with the male protagonist's favorite sister, and she will be disgusted by the male protagonist.

Bai Rou likes cute people or things the most. She fell in love with Feng Wan at the first sight.

Afraid that Feng Wan might offend Ling Xiaoxiao, she hurriedly reminded her.

"Little girl, the Ling family is the head of the first-class family in the Southern Wilderness, so it's best not to offend."

Feng Wan nodded. As long as he was related to the male and female protagonist, it was best to stay away.

Besides, there is no point in competing for quick words. What they want to do is to get rid of the fate of cannon fodder.

"Sister, my headband is loose, please help me tie it again."

Feng Wan raised her chubby hand and pointed at the two cute little bags on top of her head.

Just when Feng Qingqing wanted to fight back, Feng Wan spoke sweetly.

"okay."

Feng Qingqing left Ling Xiaoxiao with a cold look on her back, and quickly walked towards Feng Wan.

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her head even higher when she saw that the Feng family was so timid.

Feng Wan was afraid that Feng Qingqing would be more involved with Ling Xiaoxiao, so he pulled her to line up with him.

"Sister, don't let other people and things disturb your Taoist mind. Let's just concentrate on cultivation."

"Don't worry, sister understands."

She has a short temper, but she is not brainless.

Feng Qingqing didn't answer her question, and Ling Xiaoxiao made a fuss.

He curled his lips and stood in line accompanied by his tribe members.

Two hours later, it was finally Feng Wan's turn.

"Name? Age? Cultivation level? Alchemy level?"

In order to save time, the young monk asked the question very concisely and without any fuss.

Feng Wan didn't talk nonsense and said in a crisp voice.

"Feng Wan, ten years old, fifth level of Qi training, second level alchemy master."

Although Feng Wan has been in seclusion for a year, his cultivation has remained at the fifth level of Qi training without further breakthrough.

She also discovered that the higher you go, the harder it is to break through, and the more spiritual power you need.

As for her alchemy level, she deliberately lowered it.

One of the rules of survival in the world of immortality is that only by hiding your clumsiness properly can you live longer.

Feng Qingqing agreed very much with Feng Wan's approach. Even though her sister was young, she was very thoughtful about things.

The Feng family has become accustomed to Feng Wan's monster-like cultivation speed, but others still need to get used to it.

The young monk who was registering paused his writing and looked up at Feng Wan.

"Second-level alchemist?"

There are many geniuses in the world of cultivation, and it is not uncommon for those who can reach the fifth level of Qi training at the age of ten.

But for a ten-year-old second-level alchemist, this is not ordinary.

You must know that although there are hundreds of people lined up in front of you, most of them are actually Danshi, that is, they will be able to understand spiritual plants and spiritual herbs.

This kind of person can't even pass the registration level.

Therefore, first-level alchemists are rare.
Chapter completed!