Hongmeng Refinement of Shinto

Inside the Taiqing School, an independent small attic.

Lin Fan was cultivating cross-legged in a room in the attic, exhaling into fog, and walking around, the rich vitality from the surrounding world gathered in the room, absorbed and refined by Lin Fan, and became Lin Fan's strength.

There is a powerful formation in the Taiqing sect's residence, and the concentration of vitality in the sect's residence is more than ten times that of the outside world, so the speed of cultivation in the sect is also dozens of times that of the outside world, but these vitality concentrations are still too high for Lin Fan. Low, he needs to refine the spiritual veins to practice.

At this time, several months had passed since Lin Fan became a disciple of the Taiqing Sect.

In the Taiqing Sect entrance examination a few months ago, when Lin Fan stepped onto the last step of the ladder, Lin Fan had successfully become an outer disciple of the Taiqing Sect.

This time the Taiqing sect's entrance examination lasted for ten days. During these ten days, at least tens of millions of people came to participate in the entrance examination. People can be said to be one in ten thousand, a genius among geniuses.

Slowly stopping the operation of the cultivation method, Lin Fan opened his eyes, and there was a glow in the eyes that would not go out for a long time.

Getting off the bed, Lin Fan sighed slightly: "Oh! Although the vitality of heaven and earth inside the Taiqing sect is dozens of times stronger than outside, the speed of absorbing the vitality is too slow, and it is better to refine the spiritual veins to practice faster. What? Only then can you become a core disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and only by becoming a core disciple can you have a lot of cultivation resources!"

"The time left for me is too short, only a million years. Within a hundred years, I must become a core disciple of the Taiqing Sect. Only in this way can I have enough time to practice!" Lin Fan's eyes flickered With firm eyes, the next goal has been determined.

After leaving the attic, Lin Fan walked towards the Hall of Discourse on Taoism.Today is the preaching day of the month.

The Hall of Discourse on Taoism is located on a majestic high mountain in the Taiqing School. It is built close to the mountain.It is said that it is because a Supreme Elder of the Taiqing Sect broke through the realm of cultivation and became a saint of the Dao here, so there is a trace of fluctuations in the Dao in this mountain.

Later, the Taiqing Sect built the Discourse Hall on this high mountain, specially for some sages in the sect to preach to the inner disciples here.

Although Lin Fan is an outer disciple, after all, Lin Fan's cultivation level is already a Primordial Saint, and it is only a matter of time to pass the inner disciple assessment.Therefore, he was allowed to come to the Lun Dao Hall to listen to the sermon, and like Lin Fan, there were dozens of Hunyuan Saints who had just joined the Taiqing Sect.

When I came to the Hall of Discussion, many people had already arrived in the Hall of Discussion. They all wanted to occupy the front row in the Hall of Discussion, because the closer they were to the preacher.The more benefits you get from it.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Lin Fan walked towards the front row of the Lun Dao Hall, and people greeted Lin Fan from time to time along the way.Lin Fan also nodded in return.

Before the start of the previous lectures in the Lun Dao Hall.Lin Fan was sitting on the futon in the front row of the Hall of Discourse on Taoism. Someone once wanted to grab Lin Fan's seat, but he was blown away by Lin Fan's punch. Since then, no one has dared to grab Lin Fan's seat.

However, it seems that there are people with short-sightedness coming to trouble Lin Fan today.

Not long after Lin Fan sat down, an arrogant voice rang out: "Who are you? How dare you sit in my seat. Don't you want to live anymore?"

Lin Fan turned his head to look, and saw a young man who was wearing the costume of an inner sect disciple and had reached the late Hunyuan Saint stage standing on his right, with a trace of anger in his eyes.Looking down at Lin Fan who was sitting on the futon.

"Now, this position belongs to me, you can find another position yourself!" Lin Fan glanced at the young man, and then said calmly.

"You!" The young man looked at Lin Fan in shock and anger. It had been a long time since no one dared to fight against him. He never thought that after he came out of closed-door retreat for a period of time, someone would dare to resist him.

"It turned out to be an outer disciple!"

At this time, the young man saw clearly that Lin Fan was wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, and he quickly calculated the time in his mind. He quickly guessed that Lin Fan was an outer disciple who had just joined the Taiqing Sect. No wonder he dared to oppose him , must have never heard of his own reputation, otherwise when he saw himself, he would have fucked away like a shit.

"Boy, you must have never heard of me, otherwise you wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. Let me tell you, my name is Wu Tong! Now kowtow to me and apologize, then get out!" The young Wu Tong looked at Lin Fan condescendingly.

"That Wutong guy is bullying the new entry disciple again! But this time, he kicked the iron plate! That outer disciple is not simple, he can be allowed to enter the Lun Dao Hall, and his cultivation level is at least the Hunyuan Saint .And last time, I saw a guy in the mid-stage Hunyuan Saint fight with him, but he was blown away with a punch!"

"That's right! I guess the cultivation level of that outer disciple named Lin Fan has already reached the late stage of the Hunyuan Saint, otherwise it would be impossible to blow away an inner disciple of the middle stage of the Hunyuan Saint with one punch."

In a corner of the Discourse Hall, two inner disciples were talking.

"Wu Tong, I've heard that you are in the late stage of Hunyuan Saint, and your strength can only be regarded as medium among all inner disciples. You can run rampant in the Lun Dao Hall only because those powerful inner disciples seldom come. It's because of the Dao Palace." Lin Fan said lightly.

After a pause, Lin Fan continued: "I'm in a fairly good mood today, and I don't want to do anything!"

"Don't want to do it? Then I will force you to do it!" A cold light flashed in Wu Tong's eyes, and he suddenly attacked Lin Fan.

The cultivation level of the outer disciple who was allowed to enter the Lun Dao Hall was at least a Hunyuan Saint. As an inner disciple, Wu Tong naturally knew this, so he didn't underestimate Lin Fan who dared to occupy his position. , more than [-]% of the power was used as soon as he made a move.

However, what Wutong didn't expect was that this punch, which contained more than [-]% of his strength, was easily caught by Lin Fan, and Lin Fan still sat motionless on the futon, holding his fist with one hand.

"you!?"

Wu Tong looked at Lin Fan in shock and anger, he didn't expect Lin Fan to easily catch his attack without moving.

"I didn't want to do anything at first, but since you're looking for a fight, don't blame me!" Lin Fan stood up, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his other hand and punched Wu Tong.

Wu Tong's figure retreated violently, his hands formed seals quickly, and the surging power in his body gushed out, condensing into a powerful attack and blasting towards Lin Fan, the terrifying power fluctuated, and the space trembled.

"Humph!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly, and the fist that hit Wu Tong suddenly burst into golden light, scattering the attack from the bombardment, and then stepped on Wu Tong's body in an instant, and the fist hit heavily on Wu Tong's body. On his body, a powerful force sent Wu Tong flying, hitting the wall of the Lun Dao Hall.

"You..." Wu Tong glanced at Lin Fan in horror, and then passed out.

"Passed out! Wu Tong was knocked unconscious by a punch!"

"He even knocked out Wu Tong in the late stage of the Hunyuan Saint with a single punch. This outer disciple named Lin Fan may have reached the perfection of the Hunyuan Saint!"

"The Hunyuan Saint is complete!?"

Everyone in the Lun Dao Hall was talking about it. It was really surprising that Lin Fan knocked out Wu Tong in the late stage of Hunyuan Saint with one punch.

However, the discussions among the people did not last long, and a ray of light falling from the sky interrupted everyone's discussions.

The rays of the sun dissipated, and a middle-aged man appeared in the eyes of everyone in the Lun Dao Hall. This middle-aged man had a restrained aura, and he seemed to see a vast and boundless ocean at a glance, a strong man in the realm of a sage of heaven!

"The preaching begins!" The middle-aged man said lightly, without any nonsense, he sat down on the lotus platform in the Discourse Hall and started preaching directly.

There is no brilliant tongue, no extravagant hype, just a peaceful voice, the voice contains the Dao and principles, people can't help but indulge in it, and there is nothing else in the mind except this voice.

Immersed in the comprehension of the Tao and the principles of the Great Dao, everyone could not feel the passage of time at all. It felt as if it was just a breath of time, but in fact a day had passed.

A long time after the peaceful voice disappeared, all the people in the Lun Dao Hall slowly came to their senses, only to feel all kinds of sentiments in their hearts, and couldn't help but want to go back to their residence to practice and digest the sentiments in their hearts.

At this time, all the people who recovered from the peaceful voice realized that the sage of heaven had left, and there was a person standing in front of the lotus platform where the sage of heaven was originally staying. This person was about thirty years old.

The middle-aged man saw that everyone had come back to his senses and said, "The person whose name I named will follow me!"

"Xu Guan, He Ping, Lin Fan..."

Dozens of names were spit out from the middle-aged population, Lin Fan noticed for a moment that these people whose names were called out were Hunyuan Saints who joined the Taiqing Sect in this time the Taiqing Sect recruited disciples just like himself.

Lin Fan and the other people whose names were named followed the middle-aged man and left the Hall of Discourse, but before leaving the Hall of Discourse, Lin Fan felt a gaze full of resentment staring at him behind him.

Without looking back, Lin Fan guessed who the owner of that gaze full of resentment was, it was Wu Tong who was knocked out by him before the sermon began.

Lin Fan didn't take such a role as Wu Tong to heart. Wu Tong was only at the late stage of the Hunyuan Saint, and such strength could not pose any threat to him.

Follow the middle-aged man all the way to leave the Hall of Discourse on Taoism and come to another huge building.

"Okay! This is here!" The middle-aged man said, "You will take part in the inner disciple assessment here, and those who pass the assessment will become inner disciples!" (To be continued...)