In front of the ancient city, more than ten people were still struggling to support themselves.

Walking at the front of the crowd was a young man in sky blue clothes. He was already only more than 400 meters away from the ancient city, but looking at him looking relaxed, he probably still had some energy left.

The four Seven Star Sect disciples behind him were not so relaxed. They were all sweating profusely, swaying, and their whole bodies were trembling. It seemed that they had reached their limit and might collapse at any time.

About ten meters away from them are the five members of the Five Elements Sect. Their situation is a little better. Although there are beads of sweat on their foreheads, their steps are steady and their expressions are determined, so they should be able to persevere.

Because of taking care of Yao Yu before, Ling Tian and Hua Min'er fell to the end, about 450 meters away from the ancient city. At this time, the wood spirit energy in Hua Min'er's body was as thick as a thick fog, and he could not even

After seeing her face clearly, she could only be vaguely seen.

At this time, the spiritual energy in Hua Min'er's body was still compressing and condensing. As she moved forward, the greater the pressure on the ancient city, the faster the spiritual energy in her meridians circulated and became more solid, and the greater her resistance to the ancient city became.

She was not in a hurry, and moved forward steadily little by little. The increased resistance of the condensed spiritual energy could withstand the increased pressure from approaching the ancient city.

She actually reached a kind of balance. The pressure in the ancient city was increasing, and her resistance was also increasing.

When Ling Tian saw this, he was not in a hurry and followed her step by step.

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In the misty city, above the palace.

"Hey, that woman is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, how can she get as close as five hundred meters in front of the ancient city?" The Saint of Jiange said softly, and there was a faint flicker of light in her eyes behind the veil.

"Huh? In the early stage of the Golden Pill, you can get within 500 meters of the ancient city? How is this possible?" The Holy Son of Jiange, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes when he heard this, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself." Seeing his doubts, the Saint of Sword Pavilion raised her jade hand lightly and pointed at Hua Min'er.

Where she pointed, Hua Min'er was walking steadily forward step by step. The Holy Son of Jiange did not say a word, and his spiritual consciousness directly emitted, shrouding Hua Min'er.

After a while, his spiritual consciousness returned, his face changed slightly, and he was a little surprised.

"Really? To be able to reach this point in the early stage of Jindan is probably due to his talent being above the green steps." Sword Pavilion Saint Son speculated.

"Haha, this talent is not bad. It seems that these sects really have some talents. It makes sense for Master to ask us to come here." The Saint of Jiange smiled slightly, and she was alluring.

Although she was surprised that Hua Min'er could survive to the present with her initial level of cultivation of the Golden Core, she was only slightly surprised, and then she recovered as before. But it became clear when she thought about it.

The Son of Sword Pavilion has an equal level of talent. She has a blue seventh-level talent. How could her talent be so bad?

Although Hua Min'er's talent is above that of Green (the speculation of the Sword Pavilion Saint) and she is considered a rare genius, it is nothing compared with her, so naturally she will not be envious.

But if he knew that Hua Min's talent was at the sixth level of blue, I wonder if she would still be so indifferent?

If she knew that Hua Min'er was a rare innate wood spirit, would she be jealous?

"Haha, she is still a beauty. You can invite her to Jiange later and let her enter Jiange." The Holy Son of Jiange said it naturally, as if Hua Min'er would definitely join Jiange.

Jiange's status is respected. If an ordinary person is invited, they will be overjoyed and accept it happily. But if it is Hua Min'er, I am afraid that some people will be disappointed.

"Hey, why does that person seem to have the word "卐" floating on his body?" The Saint of the Sword Pavilion was slightly surprised.

Hearing the words, the Holy Son of Jiange did not say anything, and looked away. After a moment, he nodded and said: "Well, it is true, she should have practiced Buddhist techniques."

"No wonder she can persist until now." The saint said softly, returning to her usual calmness.

Judging from her tone, she doesn't care much about Taoist cultivation and Buddhist practices.

"The young monk next to her has a golden light all over his body. He must be practicing the same technique as her." The Holy Son of Jiange had already observed Ling Tian when he detected it with his spiritual sense just now.

"Yes." The Saint of Sword Pavilion responded calmly.

"Hey, why can't I detect that person's cultivation level? How is this possible?" Suddenly, the Holy Son of Jiange shouted in surprise, his tone full of disbelief.

As the holy son of Jiange, he was very conceited and did not believe that anyone in the younger generation had higher cultivation than him, so when he saw that he could not detect Ling Tian's cultivation, he was shocked and even faintly angry.

"You are already in the embryonic stage, how can he be higher than you in cultivation?" Seeing the shock of the Holy Son, the Holy Lady also had an expression of disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, check it out yourself." As he said that, the Holy Son detected it again.

The Saintess of the Sword Pavilion didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and her spiritual consciousness had already dispersed towards Ling Tian.

"Yeah, I didn't lie to you." The Holy Son blurted out when he saw that her spiritual consciousness had dissipated.

"Hey, how did you detect it, the late stage of Golden Core?" The Holy Son was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.

It turned out that when the Holy Son of Jiange detected Ling Tian for the first time, Ling Tian felt that someone was spying on him.

Although his mental cultivation level is not as high as that of the Saint Sons of Jiange, his mind is extremely sensitive. With Old Man Ling's extremely high level of cultivation, Ling Tian can still detect it. Although that is because Old Ling did not control his emotions well, but also from the side.

This shows the sensitivity of Ling Tian's spiritual consciousness. It is natural that he can know the Holy Son whose mental cultivation level is only slightly higher than his.

After seeing someone spying on him, he calmly looked in the direction where his spiritual sense came from. When he saw that he was in Piaomiao City, he speculated that the person doing the detection should be someone from Jiange. He naturally didn't want his secret to be leaked as he had a grudge against Jiange.

, he disguised his cultivation to the late stage of Jindan, and this is why the Holy Son of Jiange failed to detect his cultivation for the first time but was able to detect it for the second time.

It is difficult for a person to disguise his own cultivation level, because others can know it as soon as he detects his soul power. However, Ling Tian has a special physique, and the detected spiritual consciousness will be swallowed up, and others will not be able to know the real one if they detect it.

Condition.

Ling Tian has a high level of mental cultivation, so it is very easy to disguise himself as being in the late stage of the Golden Core. Although others will swallow some spiritual consciousness if they detect him, they will only think that their soul power and his cancel each other out, and they will not doubt it.

other.

No, Ling Tian has successfully deceived the two saints and sons of Jiange.

"You said you didn't lie to me. He is obviously in the late stage of Jindan. This joke is not funny at all." The Saint of Sword Pavilion said angrily.

"I...it was clear just now...I..." The Holy Son of Jiange was very depressed and could not explain himself.

He did not believe in evil, and his spiritual sense continued to detect, but no matter how he detected, the consequences were the same. After finding out, he had to believe the consequences, secretly thinking that maybe he had detected correctly for the first time.

"But that person is actually in the late stage of Jindan. When did Qingyun Sect have such a master?" The Saint of Jiange was slightly surprised.

When her spiritual sense was detecting Ling Tian, ​​she always felt a little strange, and her spiritual sense was slightly distorted. She only thought it was because Ling Tian was practicing Buddhist techniques, and she didn't think about anything else.

"Haha, maybe it's because this generation of talents has emerged in large numbers. Usually, it's very rare for the young generation to reach the Golden Core stage. How come there are even people in the late Golden Core stage like now." Although the Sword Pavilion Saint said this, he was very serious.

Looks like he doesn't care much.

However, he has this kind of capital. There will be a qualitative difference between the golden elixir stage and the embryonic stage, which can't be overridden like the heavenly chisel. People in the golden elixir stage pose no threat to the Holy Son of Jiange, so why would he care?

Just like an elephant doesn't care about the world of ants, he also doesn't care about Ling Tian in the golden elixir stage.

"The remaining people have pretty good qualifications and are all qualified to enter the Sword Pavilion." The Saint of the Sword Pavilion said calmly.

"Well, normally Jiange will not accept a single disciple for a hundred years. It is really spectacular to accept so many disciples this year." The Holy Son of Jiange looked arrogant and commented arbitrarily on the people in front of the ancient city.

"Haha, why don't we make a bet? It's quite boring." Suddenly, the Sword Pavilion Saint smiled slightly and suggested.

"Hey, you actually bet. This is not in line with your status as a saint." The Holy Son of Jiange joked.

The Saint of Jiange blushed slightly, but fortunately she had a veil covering her face so that no one else could see her. She said, "I'm tired of pretending to be indifferent. I don't need to pretend anymore in front of you."

"Hehe, if Master finds out, I will definitely blame you again." The Holy Son of Jiange laughed strangely.

"Master loves me so much that he is reluctant to blame me." The Saint of Sword Pavilion mentioned her master like a little girl.

"Tsk, tsk, no one has ever seen you look like this. I'm really lucky." The Holy Son of Jiange tsk-tsked in wonder.

"Hmph, do you want to bet or not?" the Saint of the Sword Pavilion frowned slightly and said angrily.

"Gamble, why don't you gamble? I'm bored too." The Holy Son of Jiange looked solemn and continued: "What kind of gambling method?"

"The bet is very simple. Each of us chooses two people among the remaining people. Whoever chooses wins if the total distance from the city gate is shorter. How about it?" The bright eyes of the Saint of the Sword Pavilion were as bright as the moonlight, blinking in the blink of an eye.

Extremely agile.

"Two people? This kind of gambling is quite novel. Wow, I'm betting." The eyes of the Holy Son of Jiange lit up and he was very interested.

"The first person we choose can only choose once for the first time, and the second person can choose the second and third times in a row. How about it, let's be fair." The Saint of the Sword Pavilion said the detailed rules.

The rules of Sword Pavilion Saint are fair. No matter the person who chooses first or the person who chooses last, they have their own advantages.

"Well, it's fair." The Saint of Jiange thought for a moment and agreed to his suggestion, and then asked, "Should you choose first or should I choose first?"

"It doesn't matter whoever chooses first, you choose first." The Saint of the Sword Pavilion said nonchalantly.

"Haha, before the competition, let's talk about our respective bets." The Holy Son of Jiange suggested.

"That guzheng of your fourth-grade spiritual weapon!" the Saint of Jiange blurted out.

"The spirit-gathering pearl that Master gave you!"

"make a deal!"

"make a deal!"

The two hit it off immediately!

"Then I will choose first, don't regret it." said the Holy Son of Jiange.

The Saint of Sword Pavilion didn't speak, she just nodded, and her meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of Jiange stopped talking and pointed at the number one person in the Seven Star Sect: "Chen Fan!"

The Sword Pavilion Saint seemed to know that this would be the case, and she was not surprised to see that he chose Chen Fan, who had the strongest cultivation level. She pointed directly at Ling Tian and Hua Min'er and said, "Should I choose these two people?"

"Although that girl has excellent talent, her cultivation is only at the early stage of the Golden Core. To resist the pressure of the ancient city, talent alone is not enough. Otherwise, junior sister, you have to choose again." The Saint of Jiange reminded kindly.

"No need!" The Saint of Jiange insisted on her opinion and remained unmoved.

"Okay, I will choose Chu Yun as the last person. I still know this person well. He is well hidden and has excellent talent. He is the most likely person of Qingyun Sect to become the next sect leader." said the Holy Son of Jiange.

"Okay, it's settled in one word," said the Sword Pavilion Saint.

"good!"

The two stopped talking and focused on looking at the field.

If their master knew that the Holy Son and the Holy Lady gambled like market gamblers, I wonder how he would feel?
Chapter completed!