Daqizong

In the next few days, Lin Jinghong was really invincible, making it all the way to the main competition, and won the only 32 spots among thousands of disciples.

The 32 elite disciples will be divided into several ranks according to the points of their respective rounds of battles, and each will enter the final selection.

Relying on Lin Jinghong's outstanding performance in the next few days, he actually ranked eighth in points and won the first seat. The four people who shared the stage with him later were all second-class and weaker disciples.

On the day of the race, the foot of Longmen Mountain was crowded with people, and it was very lively.

Not only the disciples from the outer court came, but also the masters of the peaks and the elders of the Eight Great Halls who stayed in the sect gathered here.

What will be held will be eight disciples competing for the leader, and at the same time, other disciples within a hundred will challenge the Bajia, hoping that the loser will regain their position and regain the favor of the masters in the sect.

As a result, not long after the start of the main competition, everyone witnessed Lin Jinghong's sudden emergence again. He was just like in the primary election, sweeping the audience with just a magic sword in his hand.

This outstanding performance immediately attracted a lot of attention. In addition, he was already a famous figure among the disciples of the outer court, and even the senior leaders of the sect had to pay attention to him.

"This kid is amazing, what's his name?"

"This son is Lin Jinghong, Great Elder, don't you know?"

"What, he is Lin Jinghong?"

The high-level officials were amazed.

Some people also saw the mystery: "He was not so outstanding in the first place. It is the magic sword in his hand, which is just suitable for his skills, and can bring out his mighty and incomparable stamina."

"This sword is indeed powerful. I'm afraid it is comparable to the real thing. Where did he get such a treasure!"

Lin Jinghong's background was clear to anyone with a heart, unlike the children of ordinary families who could easily obtain a good magic weapon.

Some people were even more surprised to find that even wealthy families like them took out such magical swords and bestowed them on their clansmen.

"This sword is powerful, just ask, who gave it to him!"

"You don't need to ask, I have just found out that it is a guest of Tiangongfang on Yan Haofeng."

"Tiangongfang? Li Wan?"

In Feixian Palace, many people knew the ins and outs of this matter, so after the elders and peak masters became interested, Li Wan's identity was also revealed.

Everyone's interest immediately turned to Li Wan.

Everyone knows that Li Wan, as a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, enshrined in Tiangongfang, and a famous teacher in Tiannan, is far more valuable than Lin Jinghong, and his value is far greater than Lin Jinghong. His movement is worth it. Notice.

Although in the Feixian Palace, the major Lingfeng, and other courtyards already have their own magic weapon workshops and cooperative allies, if the magic weapons of the Tiangong Workshop are superior and can strengthen the strength of their disciples who refine Qi, they will also I don't mind changing the magic weapon of Tiangongfang, otherwise, if I don't change it when everyone else has changed it, I will be at a disadvantage in the small competition of the sect and be suppressed by others.

"Li Wan? I seem to have heard people say that there were rumors in Tongshan a few years ago that there was a powerful person who defeated Master Hong's disciples."

"You are already the old emperor's calendar. Although Master Hong's high-ranking apprentice is powerful, he is still young and not yet mature. The Tiangongfang auction meeting half a year ago was the battle where he really became famous!"

"That's right, I've also heard people say that fellow Feng Daoist of Jiaoluo Peak got the Ice Chi Sword he refined, that's a compliment!"

"Have you heard? Some time ago, someone seemed to say that An Zhidong went to Tiangong Workshop, but..."

Li Wan's reputation has just begun to emerge, and his deeds have begun to spread. For these big sects, elders and peak masters of aristocratic families, it is already an excellent source of conversation. Rumors, mutual announcements, and even hearsay are enough. Get to know him a bit.

The reason why a famous teacher is called a famous teacher is precisely because of this.

Fang and Han's two families also had officials at the first level present here, and their faces were gloomy when they heard the discussions of fellow Taoists on the same stage.

"This Li Wan is really abominable. How dare he meddle in the affairs of our Fang and Han families!"

"It's not good to help anyone, but to help Lin Jinghong."

"Fang Daoyou, do you think you should report this matter to your Patriarch and ask him to come forward?"

"What's the matter? The younger generation can't get on the stage at all. Those of us who are elders can turn against Tiangongfang because of this matter? This Li Wan is from Tiangongfang, and because he is Yan Daoyou's guest , I have nothing to fear, even if I tell the Patriarch, there is nothing I can do about it!"

When the monk surnamed Han heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and after a long time said bitterly: "That boy Lin Jinghong is really cheap!"

On the other side of the stand, there were also members of the Hua family, surrounded by servants, watching the main match of the day.

"Interesting, this Lin Jinghong got a handy weapon, and his strength has grown so much, it seems that he underestimated his potential in the past, and the master teacher of the workshop that day, it is necessary to report to the owner to see if he can meet .”

Like many other Feixiangong people, the steward of the Hua family also kept Li Wan's name in his heart.

***

war!war!war!

At the foot of Longmen Mountain, the elites who stand out are already full of enthusiasm and passion.

In order to win the top ten positions, and to be able to perform eye-catchingly in front of the seniors, so that the rich and powerful families valued them, and even supported and cultivated them, everyone worked hard and tried their best to win.

Even if there are people who are indifferent to fame and wealth and don't care about these things, they have to work hard for their future.

Everyone has enough reasons to fight, and Lin Jinghong has long-cherished wishes and ambitions, and he is even more desperate.

After getting the Wujin Xueyan Sword, he only felt that this sword was tailor-made for him. Many exquisite swordsmanship that was not enough to be used because of his low cultivation level were easily displayed. Techniques such as forming a blade, transforming the sword, and killing with a flying sword can all be commanded like the palm of one's hand.

He has already groped for the real magical method, and he feels more and more that a further broad road is in front of him.

In fact, Lin Jinghong is also aware of suffering.He Chad's Thunder Sword Immortal Art, and the relics of that medieval master, were easily cultivated to the realm of Qi refining with the sufficient amount of jade crystal spiritual energy in the relics five years ago, but after that , there are subtle differences between the ancient secret method and today's foundation-building method. What's more, the Fang and Han families have been suppressing his development in the sect.

He wanted to travel and search for treasures, and the Fang family sent people to follow him, making trouble and destroying them repeatedly;

He wanted to perform his duties steadily and earn the bestowal from the sect, so the Fang family bribed the responsible steward and punished him arbitrarily;

Even the usual evaluations and fashion reports were interfered by members of the Fang family;

Under such a predicament, it is not easy for oneself not to talk about making progress in cultivation, but to keep not regressing. In addition to fighting each other every day, you still have the energy to find other ways.

Lin Jinghong has always believed that he is not a thing in the pool, but the reality is that the dragon is trapped in the shallows, and he has to bow his head when facing the Fang family's shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

For this reason, he has been suppressing his strength, and has been dormant for four years. Every time he has a chance to break through, he suppresses it forcibly, or has a chance to defeat a master and win the top ten, but he resolutely gives up, because he I have inquired before that whenever the Zongmen Grand Competition is approaching, in order to have more elite talents emerge during the Grand Competition to create a grand event, the Zongmen will not be stingy in giving gifts, maybe there will be people like Zhu Jidan Baby as a prize!

Sure enough, he was told to wait for this opportunity, so he reappeared, ready to no longer hide his strength, and became a blockbuster.

But what gave him a headache was the Fang family and their cronies, and they weren't just soldiers and generals. As a wealthy family, if they wanted to bring out real elite talents to attack him, they would have everything they needed. It has become more and more crazy, and even planned to take advantage of the opportunity of competing on the same stage to put him to death.

Lin Jinghong felt that he had reached the point of life and death, but he was suffering from too low a level of cultivation, so it was difficult to show the subtlety of the real swordsmanship. There are many miraculous swordsmanship and methods, and he had to build his own foundation, and even after he formed an alchemy, he could show out.

Lin Jinghong has never revealed to others that this Thunder Sword Immortal technique is an inheritance that is easy to learn but difficult to master, and has a much stronger latent potential than the early stage. What he needs most right now is an opportunity.

"Fortunately, God favored me. At this juncture, there is Li Daoyou to help me!"

At this moment, Lin Jinghong's heart was full of gratitude, and at the same time, he became more and more determined, but with the three-foot green sharp edge in his hand, he could boost the power of his sword art, so he must not relax.

"Even if I risk my life, I will succeed in building the foundation and save Yun'er..."

With firm perseverance, Lin Jinghong forged ahead all the way, and after several more battles, he took the lead in completing the battle of his own group, defeating three people in a row.

Then, he fought for the position with the other seven qualified disciples, and won the championship in one fell swoop!

"Third Young Master, it's not good. Lin Jinghong has won consecutive battles. Even if we send people up again, we won't be able to prevent him from getting the Foundation Establishment Pill!"

The servant of the Fang family said worriedly.

The rule of this competition is that after eight people qualify, they will automatically get the top eight places, and then the disciples who were ranked in the top [-] points before have a chance to challenge. If they can defeat them, they can replace them, and the loser Delayed down one rank.

Lin Jinghong became the leader in one fell swoop, and even if he failed repeatedly in the next challenge, he would at most fall to No.4.

Although the ranking may change, it is impossible for the Zongmen to allow this kind of challenge to go on without restrictions. Every elite who has qualified only needs to fight three games, and there is no need to fight again after the quota is full.

And once the ranking of the challenger is fixed, it will no longer be affected by the changes of the latecomers, and this sect reward will be killed.

Therefore, those who are in danger of falling out of the top ten must be the three disciples who are ranked eighth, ninth, and tenth. Those who are in the forefront have already proved their strength and will not be affected too much.

"Damn! Damn! This Lin Jinghong, how could he be so lucky! It's all because of that Li Wan, who dared to interfere in our Fang family's affairs, he really didn't know what to do!"

Third Young Master Fang was almost mad, his eyes were red and he roared like a lion. ;