The Jin Ao trial began, and the disciples of Jie Jiao came one after another.

On top of the white clouds that occupy thousands of miles in radius, precious light soars into the sky, and the Dharma light forms a group. Each of the Jiejiao disciples sits, stands, or lies on top of their own Dharma treasures, magical powers, or auspicious clouds.

Most of the disciples are from foreign races.

Regardless of the distance, most of the foreign disciples were looking at Wang Yu intentionally or unintentionally, with strange eyes.

Contempt, disdain, ridicule, suspicion...there are many emotions, each different and very complex.

Originally, they looked up to Wang Yu, their younger brother, because of his series of achievements...

He beat Master Jiuling violently at the beginning, and then went on a rampage with Master Chen Jiugong, Master Changkong Wuhen, and according to legend, Master Wen Zhong, Master Yu De...

He is obviously just a junior junior fellow student, but his opponents after entering the school are not his fellow junior fellow apprentices, but directly senior senior uncles!

This feeling…

When they first heard it, they didn't believe it, but when it was confirmed later, they had no choice but to believe it.

After a long time, everyone believed it. He was still talking about junior brother in his mouth, but in his heart he was removed from the team of his peers and let him compete with the third generation!

Anyway, they can't compete!

Because of such a monster's performance, the gap between him and them is so big that they can't even feel jealous. Many disciples can't help but feel excited and passionate when recalling his various performances, and they respect him very much!

Even made it a goal!

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, a rumor suddenly spread from nowhere and spread rapidly.

In just a few days, all the disciples knew it!

That is, Wang Yu, the evil disciple he had always thought was a fake!

It was because the lineage of Master Duobao's uncle was weak, and his second-generation descendant, Master Huo Ling, failed to win the title of No. 1 in the third generation of Jiejiao and lost face.

Therefore, this group worked together to train Wang Yu, a fourth-generation disciple, while mobilizing relationships so that other disciples who were capable of competing for the Jin Ao Trial were not allowed to participate.

In this way, let him become famous with the help of the Jin Ao Trial, and then win the luck of being number one in the fourth generation!

As soon as this rumor came out, there was a little doubt at first, but soon it attracted the approval of the vast majority of disciples!

"I'm just saying, I'm just a junior fellow apprentice, there's absolutely no way I can be so evil. I've never faced any other disciples of my generation, so I'm just going to deal with a third-generation disciple..."

On the competition ground, a young man said with spitting words.

He was wearing a green robe, and his face was covered with pimples, as if he were alive. As he spoke, the pimples rose and fell together, as if he was breathing.

The other Jiejiao disciples beside him looked at it and calmly moved away from each other to avoid the slightly foul-smelling saliva.

"They are just acquired creatures. No matter how strong we are, there are limits. This is clearly treating us as fools. That lineage is really too much!"

The pimpled young man was still a little aggrieved as he spoke. With emotion, he glanced at where Wang Yu was and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Turning his head, he saw a white figure, stepping on a snow-white sword, approaching gracefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, here, here..." He stood up abruptly and shouted loudly.

"Hey, is he Bai Ling? One of the strongest disciples among the four generations of disciples in the sect, excluding Yu Hua, Xiang Long, etc.?"

The other disciples around also saw the white figure and started talking about it.

Jiejiao emphasizes teaching without distinction, and there is basically no threshold for accepting disciples.

This has been true from the founder, Tongtian Cult Master, and the following disciples have followed suit and it is the same.

Therefore, every time they accept a disciple, it is a large area, and the number is so large that even they themselves would not know it unless they are willing to count it.

As far as the fourth generation disciples of Jiejiao are concerned, the quantities are not calculated in tens of thousands, but in units of millions.

To be able to gain a small reputation among countless millions of disciples is already quite a genius.

If you can stand out again, that will be even more amazing!

After that, if you can stand on your own, like Yu Hua, Xiang Long, Luo Xuan, etc., you will be a super genius who can be placed in the outside world and can make many big forces take over.

These are basically the fourth generation disciples of Jie Jiao, the three levels of genius.

Among them, Bai Ling is the second one, and he is also very impressive. His cultivation level has also reached the level of Taoism, and he is approaching the threshold of enlightenment.

"Now it's interesting. Bai Ling is here too. Xuan Qingqing and Jun Wuyan should not miss it either..."

"They are all outstanding fourth-generation disciples of my teaching. If Wang Yu wants to win the first place among the fourth generations, it will not be easy even if he forces the top disciples not to participate!"

While some disciples were discussing, they couldn't help but look at where Wang Yu was, with mocking eyes and a look of gloating.

"You have only started practicing for less than ten years. No matter how strong you are, how far can you reach in your cultivation?"

"It can't compare to the top ones, otherwise there would be no need to use such methods!"

"Not to mention the top ones, even Bai Ling and others, Wang Yu will not be a match at all!"

As one of the disciples spoke, he suddenly laughed and said, "I suddenly started to look forward to it. I did so much just to be number one in the fourth generation, but in the end I failed. What would that look like?"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, he glanced at Wang Yu with a gloating and condescending attitude, and then met Wang Yu's gaze.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, with a hint of curiosity, and everyone was stunned.

Did he hear their conversation?

You know you're going to be stopped, why don't you panic?

So calm? Should I say it or not? Is it still a bit level?

Facing those eyes, all the disciples couldn't help but have countless guesses, emotions, and complicated thoughts in their minds.

However, the owner of those eyes did not look at them at all. He looked arrogant and with a hint of curiosity, fell on the slender figure with wrinkled slender eyebrows next to the pimpled young man.

"Huh? Bai Ling, is he a white snake?"

Wang Yutong's eyes were dark. When he heard the movement, he looked over. In his eyes, the slender and slender figure was not a person, but a thick and long white snake.

"It's called Bai Ling, and it's still a white snake..."

His eyes paused, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to calculate, then quickly withdrew his hand.

The disciples of Jiejiao are enveloped by the fate of Jiejiao, and it is difficult to predict the future. At least, with his current cultivation level, it is impossible to predict.

"Is it her?"

Looking at Bai Ling, Wang Yu had countless thoughts in his mind.

Just because he suddenly remembered a very familiar character in his past life, a mythical story, the thousand-year-old snake demon in the Legend of White Snake, Bai Suzhen.

In the Legend of White Snake, Bai Suzhen is a thousand-year-old snake demon who goes down the mountain to repay her kindness and marries a mortal Xu Xian to repay his life-saving grace.

None of this is important. What is important is that it is also a white snake, and its master is said to be Old Mother Lishan.

You must know that Mother Lishan is not an outsider. She is one of the five holy mothers of the Jie Church, the title of the Wudang Mother after she was conferred as a god.

Yes, Jiejiao is the five great saints, Golden Spirit, Wudang, Turtle Spirit, Golden Light, and Fire Spirit.

The Holy Mother of Golden Light had no sense of existence. When he first traveled through time, he didn't even remember it. He just thought it was the Five Holy Mothers.

"It's impossible to be the heir of an uncle without a master, even if it's just a named heir... it's not that simple."

After becoming a god, Jiejiao fell into decline, and many disciples were arrested one by one, transformed by transformation, and betrayed by betrayal.

The remaining disciples who were lucky enough to escape were all disheartened and closed the mountain door tightly, cultivating, and rarely came out again.

I don’t even want to meet other people, let alone take on a disciple...

The only ones who can touch them are fellow disciples...

According to this point of view, Bai Ling is very likely to be the future Bai Suzhen!

"It was when she was among the gods that she lost her name and was not qualified to be on the list of gods. She reincarnated and passed away. During the Song Dynasty, she became Bai Suzhen."

"Then her uncle, Wudangshi, saw her and checked her previous reincarnations. He found out that she was once a disciple of Jie Jiao, so he accepted her as a registered disciple."

Wang Yu nodded secretly, this guess should be closer to the truth.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how the arrogance of teaching disciples would lead to accepting any named disciples at will.

Or after becoming a god!

"The Great Tribulation of the Gods!" Confirming his guess, Wang Yu withdrew his gaze, and at the same time the thoughts in his mind turned around. He couldn't help but sigh again, and a sense of urgency arose in his heart!

The apotheosis of the gods is approaching!

The great catastrophe that destroyed the Jie Sect was like a doomsday roulette wheel, buzzing and turning, carrying the endless aura of destruction and crushing it.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart!

He didn't take Jin Ao's trial to heart, nor did he care about the opinions and attitudes of his disciples.

What made him dare not neglect and feel heavy from beginning to end was the upcoming catastrophe of becoming a god!

Even now, his strength has improved rapidly, breaking all kinds of records...

But when facing the catastrophe of becoming a god, there is still a kind of powerlessness and despair that arises from the heart!

After all, in the great calamity, even peerless figures like Duobao and Sanxiao fell, so what does he mean now?
To be continued...