Beast Taming Begins with Monster Hunting

At this time, most of the core disciples had come out. The elder closed the Cabernet Sauvignon and moved to the side of the soul master.

Ling Muya also squeezed over. She was very excited now. She had been designated as a true disciple.

When this competition was over, she could directly advance.

In the center of the soul master training ground, there was an ordinary-looking man sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation.

His face was flushed and he looked like he might fall down at any time, which made Ling Muya feel distressed.

However, as time went by, Ling Muya found that this person always looked like this. He seemed unable to hold on and was almost eliminated every time.

"It's almost been an incense stick. What kind of monster is this?"

An incense stick? Ling Muya was shocked. This person actually stayed in there for so long.

Except for the senior brother, this was the first time she heard someone stay in there for so long.

She took a look at the badge on the man's waist. It turned out to be an outer disciple.

Can an outer disciple hold on for so long?

This person was dressed in white and had a wooden sword on his back. Logically, such a special person should have some fame in the sect, but Ling Muya didn't remember such a person.

At this time, in the center of the venue, the person in white was swaying and drunk, but he was secretly refining his mental power.

The flame that can burn mental power is rare.

This person is Ling Tian. He secretly refined a waist badge and learned some tricks from Wen Teng. He entered the Chixia Sect by pretending to be real.

He wanted to see how Ling Muya was doing here. With Ling Muya's personality, even if he asked, she would most likely not answer, so he came to see it in person.

It happened to be the sect competition, and Ling Tian was a little curious and prepared to try it. After all, this thing had only been seen in novels and had not been experienced in person.

Originally, he didn't want to be so much attention, but it happened that his mental power surged a little too fast. Although this flame burned very slowly, it was still effective.

Once he was fascinated, he didn't notice that the people around him were cleared out.

The elder stared at Ling Tian's figure, his eyes full of joy, this time he did not come in vain!

"Qingyu, let your beast come out." He transmitted the voice.

A young man walked over to the stage in the distance. He opened the beast bag, and a strange monster like a trumpet appeared.

The monster sprayed a layer of waves, and in an instant, the sound in the square disappeared. Everyone just opened their mouths, as if they were silenced, unable to say anything.

The elder touched his beard with satisfaction, so that no one would disturb this good seedling.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the flames gushing out from the ground had already reached their maximum. The elder could see that this man was actually using the false fire to refine his spiritual power.

He glanced at Ling Tian's waist badge, which was not forged. After this guy was done, he had to see if there was his own breath on the waist badge.

The waist badge of Chixia Sect was special. In order to prevent being disguised, everyone would inject their own spiritual power on the spot after getting the waist badge.

If the original owner of the waist badge died and the spiritual power in it disappeared, the waist badge would instantly break.

Ling Tian stayed in the center for a long time until the flames had no effect on him, then he slowly stood up.

He opened his eyes and saw the stunned disciples through the false fire.

Even Lin Hu and the elder were silent.

Ling Tian's eyes subconsciously looked at the wooden sword behind him.

He was pretending to be an outer disciple, so his cultivation couldn't be too good.

There happened to be a bug before, as long as the sword was equipped, the realm would be suppressed, which was just right for disguising low-level cultivators.

Now he looks only at the fourth level of body tempering.

Seeing so many people shocked, he knew that this disguise might have been messed up.

While Ling Tian's brain was still running fast, the elder came over, waved his hand to stop the formation here, and let the false fire shrink back into the ground.

"Are you willing to worship me as your master?" The elder first glanced at Ling Tian's token and asked after finding that there was no problem.

Although he didn't know this person, it was normal for him not to know about this person, as there were so many disciples in Chixia Sect.

Ling Tian was stunned. He just came here to take a look, and he could find a master?

He felt that this old man was a half-step Tongmai realm cultivator, and his status in Chixia Sect should be very high.

But his real combat power has basically reached the Tongmai realm.

To be precise, it's okay to fight against cultivators, but I don't know how much chance of winning against monsters.

Ling Tian was silent. Becoming a disciple is not something that can be said verbally. The elder also saw his concerns and sighed, "Yes, a genius like you, how could there be no one to guide you."

The elder thought to himself that there was a Tongmai realm master in the family behind Ling Tian, ​​so he would reject his kindness.

In the words of Lanxing, this is Dihua.

Ling Tian glanced at the unfamiliar faces around him and saw Ling Muya, who was sweating all over.

Ling Muya was still dressed quite conservatively, but after being soaked, it was more or less unsightly.

Ling Tian took a few steps forward and handed her a piece of clothing without saying anything.

Seeing this record-breaking talent walking towards her, Ling Muya's heart skipped a beat. She was about to refuse the clothing, but after seeing Ling Tian's eyes, she accepted it inexplicably.

There was a burst of boos from the surroundings, and everyone's silence spell was lifted.

So, the venue began to become lively again.

"Brother, you are so powerful. You can persist under the fire of illusion for so long. I don't know what level your mental power has reached."

"My dear friend, which mountain peak are you from? Why have I never seen you in the outer sect for so many years?"

"What do you know? Others call it low-key." Everyone said to each other, some were complimentary, some were solicitous, and some even vaguely reminded Ling Tian that Ling Muya was not easy to mess with.

Ling Tian was a little interested in the last news. Although his sister had a tough personality, she would inevitably encounter some troubles in this large sect.

He came here this time precisely to eliminate these troubles.

"Brother, this woman can't move!"

Ling Tian raised his brows and said with a smile, "Why do you see that?"

Seeing that Ling Tian actually paid attention to him, the man looked around with a troubled expression.

Ling Tian understood and said to the Great Elder: "Thanks to the Great Elder's love, I have some things to do myself, so I will take my leave first."

The Great Elder was also relieved. He was a fighting spirit master and could not guide a divine spirit master, so he said: "Go ahead and come back at noon to participate in the second competition."

Ling Tian took that man away, and many of the remaining people followed him.

Ling Muya stood there, wearing her clothes. She felt that the figure from behind looked familiar, but she couldn't figure out who it was.

In the distance, the red-haired young man stared at Ling Tian, ​​with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Don't think that with that little talent, you can pick this young master's peaches."

"Wei Jiu, take someone to entertain our genius."