A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng, like everyone else, listened to the Dao very attentively.

He didn't know why, but he liked Dao and Fa very much, and liked to listen. Whenever someone preached, he would sit there and listen carefully. Although many parts were obscure and difficult to understand, he could understand them all.

However, he also had troubles. The teacher said that he should practice spiritual power. He worked hard to cultivate spiritual energy, but in the end he found that he didn't have the so-called Dantian at all. Or maybe that place seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't use spiritual power to enter it at all.

And he didn't know that at this moment, the Yuanying in his Dantian was trying hard to break free from the Yuanshen chain. This seven-colored golden crystal was a supreme material, and he couldn't break free no matter what he did, and could only be sealed there.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qingfeng's Yuanshen was also trying hard, but it was a pity that it was of no use at all. It could only calm down and practice silently.

And his Yuanshen and Yuanying were trapped, so Qingfeng was so stupid and couldn't use Dantian.

It's just that the things in the world are so wonderful, and Qingfeng's understanding of Dao seemed to be integrated into his body.

After several efforts, he accidentally opened the upper Dantian at the center of his eyebrows.

In this way, he became a disciple in the Qi training period.

This incident surprised Hong Jiuzhen and made Tianxuan sigh.

Time passed quickly, and Qingfeng liked this place more and more. Every day, he heard the sound of Taoism. Gradually, his cultivation level was also rising, and his blank brain began to gradually understand many things.

Spring went and autumn came, and a few years passed in a blink of an eye. If it had been peaceful all the time, perhaps Qingfeng could still live a carefree life.

But in a blink of an eye, the five-year competition of the entire academy was about to begin.

This is a grand event to measure the cultivation of each disciple. Excellent disciples will be taken care of more and become elite disciples. Disciples who have been standing still will inevitably be sent away, because the academy will not waste resources like this.

Those people can only go back to the mortal world and enjoy the freedom of the world.

As the competition approached, Hong Jiuzhen took Qingfeng to buy a set of clothes, a set of green clothes.

This dress is certainly not made of ordinary materials, it can also be regarded as a magic weapon.

The dress can not only resist water and fire, but the fabric is also very strong, enough to withstand huge forces without being torn.

Hong Jiuzhen looked at Qingfeng's appearance and sighed: "Aniu, you are so handsome, but you are still a little stupid."

Qingfeng immediately retorted when she heard this: "Little Senior Sister, Aniu is not stupid, but Aniu has forgotten a lot of things. Aniu doesn't remember anything, but Aniu will work hard and will definitely find his memory back."

Hearing this, Hong Jiuzhen was a little stunned. She looked at Aniu's serious look and suddenly wanted to laugh, but when she looked at his eyes again, she felt that what Aniu said seemed to be right. Looking at his deep eyes, he might not have been an ordinary person before.

Unfortunately, she had already inquired about all the archives of the academy, and there was no such person as Aniu.

So she put away her smile and said, "Okay, Junior Sister believes in you."

Aniu smiled, a happy smile. He picked up Hong Jiuzhen and said, "Great, great, Junior Sister believes in Aniu. Aniu will definitely become smarter."

Hong Jiuzhen wanted to scream, but seeing Aniu's innocent and romantic smile, she was also infected by it and laughed.

Countless people passed by the two of them and shook their heads and said, "Hey, that silly boy has driven Hong Jiuzhen crazy."

In recent days, countless people have been practicing silently, wanting to make a splash in this competition and to advance to join the elite disciples.

This is the wish of every disciple of Tianjian Academy.

Qingfeng is naturally the same. At this moment, he is working hard to repair.

Countless spiritual powers flow into the upper dantian and slowly merge into a ball of light.

This ball of light is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more condensed. Qingfeng's cultivation is slowly improving.

Unknowingly, he broke through the seventh level of Qi Condensation and entered the eighth level.

When Hong Jiuzhen saw him, she was also confused and surprised at his cultivation speed. In just a few years, this guy has gone from sensing spiritual energy to the eighth level of Qi training. It's really fast. It took her three years to get to the eighth level of Qi training. m.

"Junior sister, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qingfeng's mind has become clearer.

"Come with me quickly, the sect competition is about to begin. The auditions will start today. Master asked me to take you there."

Qingfeng nodded hurriedly and followed her out.

When the two arrived at the academy square, they saw a sea of ​​people.

"Junior sister, there are so many people here. Where are we going?" Qingfeng shouted loudly.

Hong Jiuzhen looked around, pulled his hand and squeezed into the crowd, saying as he squeezed: "Of course, we are going to the competition venue for Qi training disciples."

At this time, Hong Jiuzhen told him that this competition will start from the Qi training stage and go all the way to the Nascent Soul level.

If you feel that you are good enough during this period, you can also challenge the foundation building stage as a Qi training disciple.

Although it is difficult to challenge across a level, there are still many talented disciples in the academy. This is also the ultimate goal of the academy competition, to select these elite disciples.

In a competition, it is not just about your high cultivation level. There are many factors involved, such as the cultivation method, actual combat experience, weapons and magic weapons used, etc.

This competition is not as strict as the one Qingfeng had in Taiyi Sect.

As long as you don't kill your opponent, you can fight to the death. This is also the cruel selection that you must go through in a big sect.

Soon, he was pulled to the place by Hong Jiuzhen. There were the most disciples in the Qi training stage, and the venue was full of people.

Hong Jiuzhen asked Qingfeng to go there to line up and get a number, and Qingfeng nodded and walked over immediately.

But people he knew on the road laughed at him. A fool also wanted to compete. Qingfeng was a little angry, but Hong Jiuzhen told him that he should not get angry casually and not hit anyone casually, otherwise he would be kicked out of the academy.

Hong Jiuzhen asked him if he was willing to leave, and Qingfeng shook his head, so he endured it.

After queuing for most of the day, Qingfeng finally came to the senior brother who issued the number cards. The senior brother recognized Qingfeng and didn't expect him to join in the fun.

He was about to laugh at him, but seeing Qingfeng's sincere smile, he couldn't say anything unpleasant for a moment, and the words that came to his mouth turned into: "Come on, little junior brother."

Qingfeng nodded fiercely and said: "Senior brother, Aniu will work hard."

The senior brother patted his shoulder and said: "Good job."

Qingfeng heard the praise and left happily.

The senior brother shook his head slightly, but thought in his heart, this kid, hey... it would be better if he wasn't stupid.