Beast Taming Begins with Monster Hunting

Ling Muya squeezed the beast control bag tightly, feeling extremely nervous.

As long as she can successfully advance to the core disciple level this time, she will be able to obtain more resources and then be able to break through to the Spirit Gathering Realm.

I had always thought about working hard to become a true disciple and obtain a marrow-cleansing pill and a pill to improve spiritual power for Ling Tian.

Marrow Cleansing Pills are very precious. Even ordinary-level Marrow Cleansing Pills are hard to come by. No matter how difficult the refining method is, it is already difficult to collect all the materials for making the pill.

Ling Tian was unable to contract with the Beast Controller. First, it was a matter of mental strength, and secondly, it was a matter of qualifications. Although qualifications can only affect the speed of absorbing the Beast Master's spiritual energy and feeding it back, you must know that if the qualifications are too low, it will not be possible to even control the Beast Master. Neither can be contracted.

But now, Ling Tian was not only able to practice, but his cultivation was far beyond his own. Ling Muya shook his head, and he had to catch up quickly.

She walked to the square and competed in the first event, which was a group competition.

This level is mainly to test whether the foundation is stable. If it is caused by taking drugs, you will be eliminated in the first round.

The subsequent battles will mainly test the strength of the beast masters, and this first level is only for the beast masters.

A bead that seemed to burn through the sky appeared in the sky, and an old voice came: "The sect competition has begun. The first item of the competition is to withstand the burning power of Cabernet Sauvignon. The burning power will increase over time." The person who persists for ten breaths will reach the standard of an outer sect disciple, the one who persists for a hundred breaths will reach the standard of an inner sect disciple, and the one who persists for half a stick of incense will reach the standard of a core disciple. "

"It's the Great Elder! I didn't expect that this time it would be the Great Elder selection!"

"The Great Elder has always been fair and just, and no matter how strong or weak you are, you may become his true disciple!"

"This time I'm going to risk it all!"

Everyone in the square showed happy smiles, while on the other side, on the stage of the true disciples, there was a red-haired man whose face instantly darkened.

It's this old guy...it seems like this plan has been ruined.

With the Great Elder's character, if someone commits fraud, even the people behind the scenes will be punished.

Even if he is the son of the sect leader, he still has to take it into consideration. After all, he is not the old guy's only heir.

Chi Ming gritted his teeth and turned his head, simply not thinking about this anymore.

After entering the spirit level, everything became difficult. No matter how good his beast control talent was, it would be difficult to drive him.

At present, his strength is only at the first level of the spiritual level, which is considered to be at the bottom among the true legends.

There are only a dozen true disciples, but the number of core disciples has reached hundreds.

Chi Ming looked at the beautiful figure in the square and felt very unwilling. If it weren't for the great elder, he would have kidnapped Ling Muya directly.

But precisely because of the existence of the Great Elder, he could only play some tricks in private.

In the square, Ling Muya quickly adjusted her state. Although she could easily reach the qualifying line for inner disciples, she originally wanted to hide her strength, but she didn't expect that the one who came to hold the sect competition this time was the great elder.

Then she has to perform well. If she is accepted as a true successor, she will soar to the sky!

"Quiet!" The old voice seemed to appear in everyone's ears. The square fell silent instantly, and only the sound of the fireball burning in the sky could be heard.

An old man with a long white beard slowly walked onto the high platform, stood with his hands folded, and said slowly: "The competition begins."

The blazing fireball pressed down like a meteorite, and the flames that had been isolated a moment ago erupted instantly. In just one breath, several people were eliminated.

Most of these are disciples who have just started, and their strength is not up to standard. They were able to enter the Chixia Sect through their family's private connections.

The great elder glanced at them with eagle-like eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a few people out of the square.

He snorted coldly: "Wuya, ask the elders from the outer sect who are recruiting disciples this year to come over."

He paused and continued: "Expell these people from the Chixia Sect, find out how many members of the family behind them are in the Chixia Sect, report their cultivation and positions, etc."

A person in the distance nodded, and left the place in a flash.

The great elder frowned slightly, it was time to clean up the moths in Chixia Sect.

Under the cabernet sauvignon, Ling Muya sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed, a little cherry powder revealed in her skin.

Now more than ten breaths have passed, and some of the outer disciples have been eliminated. She only felt the rise in temperature, and was not affected at all.

This is the area for fighting spirit masters, and on the other side is the great competition ground for divine spirit masters.

What the soul masters have to go through is similar to them. The essential difference is that what they burn is the body, while what the soul masters burn is the spirit.

However, there are relatively few soul masters, so it is relatively easy.

The temperature was getting higher and higher, and many outer disciples were sent out, and their persistence time was recorded one by one.

Even the inner disciples were eliminated. There is no doubt that these people were treated "differently" by the great elder.

At the moment of a hundred breaths, more inner disciples were eliminated. The great elder shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

And the vague anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

In normal competitions, the elders would be more aggressive, and the data reported in the end would look much better.

However, the competition hosted by the great elder was even more stringent than the standard.

Soon, there were not many inner disciples left, and Ling Muya began to sweat a little.

There were only a hundred people left. The elder looked over and saw the core disciples who were about to collapse, and the anger in his eyes became stronger.

There were still five inner disciples who had not been eliminated, but these core disciples were already dying.

Finally, those inner disciples did not hold on, and left the area together with several core disciples.

"Old Ning, what's wrong? Seeing your angry look, I haven't seen your mood change so much in a long time."

A fat middle-aged man came over and said with a smile.

"The current generation of Chixia Sect is not as good as it used to be. Now the overall strength of the disciples has declined. I really don't know what those guys do for a living."

"Let me see, hey, isn't there a good seedling? Look at that girl, she looks quite relaxed."

The elder's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Ling Muya, who was dripping with sweat under the Chixia beads.

"Inner sect disciple? Eighth level of body tempering, it's already very good to hold on to this point."

There were still dozens of breaths left before half an incense stick, and the elder became interested. This girl could hold on for so long, and she would soon reach the qualified line of the Gathering Spirit Realm.

His standard was not based on the standard of core disciples, but on the standard of Gathering Spirit Realm cultivators.

Beside Ling Muya, a dozen core disciples could not hold on and retreated.

At this time, Ling Muya's soft hair was soaked with sweat.