The eyes of the middle-aged man in blue shirt swept over the nine people.
When everyone is seen by him, there is a strange feeling in their hearts, as if all the secrets in their bodies have been seen through.
Tang Lin felt as if his soul had been penetrated by him, and thought to himself: "This power is almost the same as that of the old woman back then."
According to what the black devil said, the old woman was seeking enlightenment.
Tang Lin knew that the gap between each of the six realms of saints was very large. Although he could fight with the power of his bloodline and the weird holy body, he would not be able to fight against those in the life chart realm.
A master will be at a disadvantage.
As for those who are strong in the realm of inquiry.
He could be killed by just raising a finger. If he hadn't been hiding in the Wuqing Immortal Mansion, he would never have been able to leave the Cangxue Dynasty alive.
"You." The middle-aged man in blue shirt pointed at the elegant girl next to him and said, "Are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
The elegant girl was overjoyed and said quickly: "I do!"
The middle-aged man in green shirt showed a gentle look on his face. He put his palm into his arms and took out an emerald-colored jade pendant. He said: "This is the 'Longxiang Jade'. It has been cultivated in the Chiyang Mountains in the south for thousands of years. It has swallowed up countless Chiyang true energy and condensed it."
It becomes a 'Tianyang Gangqi Shield', which can withstand the full blow of a powerful person in the life chart realm."
When the others heard this, their eyes widened. They didn't expect that the middle-aged man in blue shirt was so rich, and the greeting gift was a low-grade sacred artifact!
Tang Lin was secretly amazed.
You must know that it takes hundreds of years, even thousands of years, for a saint to devour countless vitality in the Paradise of Cave Heaven before he can condense the Holy Body.
The sacred weapon is even more difficult.
A low-grade holy artifact requires thousands of years of maintenance.
The middle-grade holy artifacts and high-grade holy artifacts take longer, and some holy artifacts require the blood of many powerful demons to be cast, making them very rare and rare.
The elegant girl beamed with joy and quickly saluted, "My disciple thanks my master."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt smiled slightly and said: "From today on, you are a disciple of my Nanyun Sect. You must work hard in this Nine Swords Championship. If you can enter the top 300, I will give you another gift from my master."
A holy weapon of war!"
The elegant girl was overjoyed and said: "Thank you so much, Master. I will definitely work hard!"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt nodded slightly, stood up, and said to the boss: "All the people this time have pretty good qualifications. It's really rare."
The boss said politely: "Nowadays, the mainland is prosperous, the demons are retreating from the frontiers, and the peerless geniuses are naturally like new bamboo shoots after spring, spreading all over the world. Tianxiang Tower is just lucky enough to encounter a few."
"Yes." The middle-aged man in blue shirt nodded, and immediately said to the elegant girl: "I still have something to do as a teacher. When the competition starts, I will come to cheer you up."
The elegant girl said excitedly: "Thank you, Master."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt smiled slightly and was about to turn around and leave.
"Senior." Suddenly, a short and fat boy said expectantly: "We are all pretty good. Please accept me too."
The middle-aged man in blue frowned slightly and said calmly: "I can only accept one disciple. This is a rule. Otherwise, I will take all nine of you."
The boss said to the pudgy young man: "Yes, the big shot who comes here is only allowed to recruit one disciple."
The pudgy boy was immediately discouraged.
The figure of the middle-aged man in blue shirt flashed and disappeared directly.
Tang Lin and others were all disappointed.
He only waved to one person, but he chose the elegant girl.
"There are other big shots coming, don't be discouraged." The boss said with a smile.
Tang Lin thought to himself: "That elegant girl looks like a semi-saint. How could this person accept her as his disciple? What I released was the aura of a saint. Didn't he sense it?"
He couldn't figure it out.
I don’t want a saint, but I want a semi-saint.
Is this middle-aged man in blue shirt right?
Tang Lin could sense the strength of the other eight people. Among them, only the sword-wielding young man in white clothes made him feel mysterious.
The remaining seven people are all semi-saints.
The boss saw Tang Lin's frown and seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He leaned into his ear and whispered: "Don't think too much. It's normal for the middle-aged man in blue to choose like this. He doesn't value it."
It’s just your current strength and your potential in the future.”
"It is not difficult for a peerless genius like you to become a saint."
"Real fighting relies on various aspects such as martial arts realm, fighting skills, willpower, etc."
Tang Lin nodded slightly.
"In other words, is that elegant girl's martial arts level so high that the middle-aged man in blue clothes values her so much?"
Tang Lin glanced at the elegant girl and quickly looked away.
the next day.
Tang Lin received the news again that a big shot was coming to choose his disciples, and everyone immediately gathered in the courtyard again.
Only eight people came, so the elegant girl already had a master, so there was no need to come.
As soon as Tang Lin entered the courtyard, he saw a burly man, nine feet tall, with bronze skin all over his body. Under his clothes were looming muscle lines, full of an explosive sense of power.
He sat there like a lion!
Eight people stood in front of him honestly.
The boss introduced to Tang Lin and others: "This is the mad sword senior of the 'Tianjian Sect', one of the nine major sects in the Little Immortal Realm."
"Nine major sects?" Tang Lin frowned.
"Crazy Sword is just my title. My name is Iron Lion." Iron Lion glanced at Tang Lin and the other eight, and chuckled: "It seems that someone got there first and came here to choose. I don't know who it is."
The boss smiled and said: "It's the Swordsman in Tsing Yi."
"It turns out that kid." Tie Shi suddenly realized: "He is all about speed in everything, fast in swordsmanship and fast in body skills. I didn't expect that he would be so fast when choosing his disciples."
The boss smiled and said nothing.
Tang Lin and the others were ashamed when they heard this. Yesterday, the middle-aged man in blue shirt was actually called a "kid" by the strong man in front of him. If the elegant girl heard this, they would probably be so embarrassed that their ears would turn red.
"Fortunately, that kid has always had bad eyesight." Iron Lion chuckled and looked back and forth among the eight people. Finally, his eyes fell on Tang Lin and the young man in white clothes holding a sword. His brows gradually furrowed, as if
Thinking deeply.
All eight people looked at him expectantly.
Choose me, choose me, choose me!
Everyone's heart is calling out.
After a while, Iron Lion raised his head, his eyes fell on Tang Lin, and he chuckled: "I'll choose you. My little friend, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
Tang Lin was overjoyed and his eyes were bright. He said: "I do!"
The aura of this iron lion strong man is obviously stronger than that of the middle-aged man in blue shirt. If you become a disciple of such a strong man, you will naturally make rapid progress.
"Very good." Iron Lion nodded, turned his palm over, and a crystal clear jade talisman exuding pure blue light appeared in his hand.
"This talisman is called the 'Fangtian Talisman', and it is a low-grade holy weapon. When you reach the 'soul out-of-body' state in the future, it can protect your soul and allow you to stay away from the outside world for a long time and strengthen the time to exercise your mental power. It is a kind of protection.
Soul magic weapon." Iron Lion said with a smile.
Tang Lin's eyes lit up when he saw it.
Although I have the Evil Suppressing Bell, the Fangtian Talisman is a sacred weapon that guards the soul, and its value far exceeds that of other sacred weapons.
They are also low-grade holy weapons, but those that guard souls are comparable to ten battle holy weapons.
As for palace-type sacred vessels, they are even more precious, worth hundreds or even thousands of sacred vessels of the same grade.
The other seven people stared at the Fangtian Talisman in Tang Lin's hand, their eyes bright and full of envy.
"Work hard." Iron Lion chuckled at Tang Lin and said, "If you can enter the top 50 in the Nine Swords Championship, I will give you a middle-grade holy weapon!"
Tang Lin was surprised and happy when he heard this.
What's surprising is that this iron lion's vision has seen through his own strength, but he only hopes that he can enter the top 50. So how difficult will it be to enter the top 10?
The good news is that if you enter, you can get a middle-grade holy weapon!
"How many geniuses are there on the mainland? With my saint-level strength, am I even unable to make it into the top 10?"
Tang Lin thought to himself.
"This is the transmission talisman." Iron Lion handed Tang Lin a talisman and said, "If anything happens, you can call me."
Tang Lin took the talisman and said respectfully: "Thank you, master."
Iron Lion smiled softly, waved his hand and said, "Master, I'm leaving first, come on." After saying that, his figure flashed out of thin air and disappeared.
The other seven people were all staring closely at the talisman in Tang Lin's hand. Only the young man in white clothes holding the sword had an indifferent expression from beginning to end, as if nothing had anything to do with him.
His clothes are as white as snow, and his sword is as white as frost.
His whole body was even colder, like a piece of ice that would not melt for hundreds of millions of years.
After Iron Lion left, he left without even looking at Tang Lin.
Tang Lin put away the talisman and returned to his Jiuxiang Tower.
"Fangtian Talisman." Tang Lin held the talisman in his hand and quickly recognized it. After the Square Tiantalisman swallowed Tang Lin's blood, it turned into little crystal lights, floated into his body, and penetrated into his skin.
Appeared in Tang Lin's sea of consciousness.
Fang Tianfu seemed to turn into a luxurious white robe, wrapping Tang Lin's soul.
"With this square sky talisman and the evil-suppressing bell, my soul will not be in trouble even if it is exposed to the sun, and I will not be afraid of thunder."
"In the future, if you want to temper your mental power, you can directly fly your soul outside your body, and your mental power will continue to improve. If you reach the state of 'Wandering in the Universe', you only need to fly your soul into the starry sky, and your mental power will increase dramatically."
"In a few days, the Nine Swords Championship will begin."
"I'm really looking forward to it."
Tang Lin thought to himself.
In the next few days, Tang Lin practiced his body skills in the courtyard. In the dead of night, he would look up at the stars in the sky.
Who do you think of every night when everyone is quiet?
If you die and turn into a star in the sky, who will think of you?
…
Time passes.
When the morning sun slowly rises from the sky and the warm sunshine fills the earth, the entire Tianyu City wakes up from the dark night, and countless noises surge on the streets.
At this moment, the entire Tianyu City was boiling!
The Nine Swords Tournament begins!
This selection battle, which brings together millions of geniuses on the continent, has attracted everyone's attention. Talisman projections have been set up in various imperial dynasties on the entire continent, so that you can watch the competition of the Nine Swords.
The so-called talisman projection is to use talismans to transmit the projection of Tianyu City to other talismans. The talismans are connected together to transmit the projection to every corner of the entire continent.
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