After three days of training, Lin Mingyuan's injuries suffered during the sect competition have mostly healed.
The wound on his abdomen began to heal gradually, and the body-building exercise Manniu Transformation had a great impact on his physical fitness.
Of course, everything must be attributed to the spiritual power Chi Wuya injected into Lin Mingyuan's body after the competition.
The spiritual power of Yuanying stage monks is very pure, which helped Lin Mingyuan save a lot of recovery time.
Now that the sect competition has settled, the top three are Lin Mingyuan, Zhao Xuanyi and Qingling Fairy.
Not only can the three of them enter the inner gate to obtain more cultivation resources, but they also have the opportunity to enter the Shushan Sword Pool for baptism.
Lin Mingyuan was actually very happy inside.
Because everything he has experienced in the past few months has the shadow of his father Lin Shanhe.
As long as you continue to practice hard, you will definitely follow in your father's footsteps, enter the Demonic Eyes, and find his traces.
"Okay, I'll come right away!"
As soon as he left the cave, Lin Mingyuan felt a wave of spiritual energy in the sky.
He looked up and saw a wooden sword coming from the air and hitting him straight.
Lin Mingyuan took his time and pointed to the sword.
Taiyi's sword intent surrounded his body, narrowly avoiding the blow.
"Hahaha, what a good boy, you've grown up a lot after not seeing each other for just a few days!"
The laughter of Jiujian Xian Ji Dian came from all directions, the air in front of him fluctuated, and an afterimage appeared in front of Lin Mingyuan.
Ji Dian held a wooden sword in one hand and a wine gourd in the other to drink heavily.
The drink flowed uninhibitedly from the corner of his mouth, making Lin Mingyuan frown.
My master was a heavy drinker, and he always had to carry a wine gourd when he showed up, but it seemed like half of the drinks were wasted by him.
"You brat, what are you doing standing still?"
Ji Dian wiped his mouth carelessly and shook the wine gourd with some annoyance.
"Is it possible that you are waiting for Master to send you there?"
Seeing this, Lin Mingyuan quickly took out a jar of spiritual wine from his storage bag and respectfully presented it to him.
"Master, the apprenticeship was quite hasty a few days ago, and Mingyuan hasn't even offered tea to the master yet."
"No, I have specially prepared a jar of good wine for the master today. I hope the master likes it!"
"Huh?"
Ji Dian screamed in surprise and snatched the wine jar from Lin Mingyuan's hand.
He opened the drink and took a deep breath, showing an intoxicated expression.
"Good boy, sensible, hahaha!"
"You are much better than your stubborn donkey father!"
Ji Dian poured the wine from the wine jar into the small gourd, and looked at Lin Mingyuan with admiration in his eyes.
Be sensible, don't be afraid of trouble, and trouble will come!
Children can be taught!
"Sure, then I'll accept it."
"Let me give you a ride!"
Ji Dian was in a good mood, and he raised his hand to pick it up.
Lin Mingyuan was held in his hand like a little chicken.
Lin Mingyuan finally saw how terrifying the escape speed of the monks in the transformation stage was.
He only felt that the scenery around him was retreating rapidly, and even his face was almost numb from the wind.
This was the result of Ji Dian deliberately slowing down to take care of him.
Otherwise, Lin Ming would have been far from being knocked unconscious by the strong air current.
In less than a minute, the two arrived at their destination, Shushan Sword Pond.
Lin Mingyuan was thrown to the ground in pieces, and after a while, he looked around curiously.
Shushan Sword Pond has always been the holy land of swordsmanship in the minds of disciples.
According to rumors, many famous swords are buried inside, containing the sword intent left behind by countless powerful men from Shushan before they passed away.
What is even more coveted is that a large amount of pure spiritual energy is condensed in the water here. If you can practice in the sword pool for a long time, your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
"Junior Brother Ji, you are here."
Chi Wuya and his party had already been waiting here. Standing behind him were the deputy head Xing Wudao and the outer sect's great elder Zhao Gao.
Zhao Xuanyi and Qing Ling each followed behind their master, bowing their heads and saying nothing.
Obviously they knew that there was no room for them to talk in this situation.
"Old man Chi, you came early enough."
Ji Dian didn't behave properly. After saying hello casually, he looked at Zhao Gao for a while, making the latter feel uncomfortable.
"Haha, Zhao, it seems you have worked hard for your disciple."
"But during the sect competition, I saw that your disciple has a tendency to go crazy. You should be careful."
Zhao Gao looked very ugly. God knows that in order to heal Zhao Xuanyi, he had emptied his family fortune in the past few days, so that he could participate in the sword pool baptism normally.
Thinking of this, he glared at Zhao Xuan behind him with some hatred.
You have established the Dzogchen Foundation. Facing a young monk who has established the seventh heaven, you are at a disadvantage even with your life. It really embarrasses his old face.
"Senior Brother Ji Dian! My disciple, I won't bother you to worry about it. Now after the baptism in the sword pool, Xuan Yi's inner demons will naturally subside!"
Zhao Xuanyi, who was behind Zhao Gao, had a livid face, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
He once didn't take Lin Mingyuan into his eyes at all, but he was defeated miserably by him in the sect competition.
Although Zhao Gao comforted himself, Zhao Xuanyi's inner demons had already been planted.
If he failed to defeat Lin Mingyuan, he would have trouble sleeping and eating.
This kind of inner demon will seriously affect the success rate of elixir formation!
Xing Wudao naturally didn't have a good expression at this time.
His beloved disciple Qing Ling was defeated by Lin Mingyuan in a very embarrassing way in the sect competition. In addition, he was from the same faction as the outer sect elder Zhao Gao, so he felt quite angry.
But now in front of Chi Wuya, and because of Ji Dian's advanced cultivation, he didn't dare to have an attack.
"Ji Dian, don't try to use your words!"
"Then Lin Mingyuan used despicable means to defeat Qing Ling. If word spread, it will disgrace the reputation of our famous Shushan family!"
When Ji Dian heard this, he laughed loudly and walked carelessly to look around Xing Wudao.
"If you are not as skilled as others, then your skills are not as good as others. Where can you get so many excuses?"
"As for the righteous way of a famous family? Hahaha."
"I don't see how you, Xing, have an upright style. I haven't seen you in a few years, and your aura is getting weirder and weirder."
Xing Wudao was very confused by Ji Dian's eyes, and turned around with a wave of his sleeves.
Seeing that the atmosphere was very tense, Chi Wuya finally stepped in to smooth things over.
"Hey, two junior brothers, today is a happy day."
"Our Shushan Sword Sect has three outstanding juniors rising up, so it's better not to put too much pressure on them."
"Lin Mingyuan, Zhao Xuanyi, Qing Ling."
When the three of them heard the leader's instructions, they quickly stepped forward and saluted in unison, cupping their fists.
"The disciple is here!"
"Your masters must have explained the rules for entering the sword pool, but I still want to remind you a few words."
"Our Shushan Sword Pond is a holy place for sword practice. The pond contains pure spiritual energy and supreme sword intent."
"Remember! You only have one day to realize it. There are opportunities and risks in the sword pool. Remember to act within your ability!"
"Disciple understands."
Lin Mingyuan and the other three responded one after another, with excited looks in their eyes.
This is the biggest advantage of entering the inner gate. Those who have a great opportunity can be reborn in the sword pool, and it is not surprising even if they experience some wonderful sword skills.
"Okay, go in, we will pick you up early tomorrow morning."
Chi Wuya waved his sleeves, and a tunnel appeared in the originally closed valley. Not far away was the sparkling pool of water, exuding endless spiritual energy.