Metropolitan Super Deity

Half a month later, Ling Fei had arrived in the Autumn Wind Valley three thousand miles away.

Here is the beginning of Ling Fei's repair.

In the last life, when he first came to the realm of cultivation, he didn't know anything, and he almost fell into a lunch for the beasts in the mountains. Had it not been for the elder of the Shenyuan of Qiufenggu, he had rescued him and brought him back to Qiufenggu, Ling Fei would have been wiped out long ago.

When Shenyuan rescued Ling Fei, based on time conversion, it was more than a year ago. At that time, Qiufenggu didn't start recruiting disciples. But because Shenyuan was an elder, he was promoted exceptionally.

Calculating now, it happens to be the time for Qiufenggu to recruit disciples.

Compared with Caixiamen, Qiufenggu was a higher level of martial art, and it was considered to be a sect. Unfortunately, afterwards, because of the help of Wan Jianzong behind Caixiamen, Qiufenggu was eventually destroyed.

In the previous life, when Ling Fei was in the Autumn Wind Valley, his cultivation level was shallow, and he could not reverse the overall situation. He could only watch his own master brothers and die tragically under the sword of Caixiamen.

In this life, Ling Fei will never let tragedy happen again.

Early in the morning, outside the Autumn Wind Valley, many people came one after another.

These are all people who want to come to the Autumn Wind Valley to learn art from a teacher.

In the world of cultivating immortals, only cultivating immortals is the right way, just like on the earth, children must learn. Every region has its own sect. The territory of thousands of miles here is the territory of Autumn Wind Valley. These people, it is precisely because of this that they came to the Valley of Autumn Wind.

Because Xiuxian sect is different from school, it usually only recruits disciples once in many years. Therefore, in order to seize this opportunity, these people hurried over to participate in the election.

You know, the younger you are on the journey of cultivating immortals, the longer you will go in the future.

In the periphery of Qiufeng Valley, a large number of people have already gathered, including people from the rivers and lakes, as well as the children of wealthy families. The purpose of these people coming here is naturally self-evident, and Ling Fei naturally knows the reason why he didn't go any further.

Autumn Wind Valley is not a charity organization. If you want to enter, you naturally need some skills. From here on, there are still seven forty-nine miles to the Autumn Wind Valley, but this forty-nine miles is like a moat for these people.

In this journey, there are various traps, fierce monsters, and even some murderous formations.

As the saying goes, the strong eat meat and the weak eat shi. If you have the ability, you dare to go in. If you don't have the ability, you can only fall.

The road of trial is a dense forest, and the front is blocked by formations to prevent people from sneaking through. At the intersection of the trial road, there are four disciples from Autumn Wind Valley guarding them, all with sharp eyes and long swords on their backs, which are a bit more powerful than those who have long been famous in the rivers and lakes.

With them guarding, these people naturally dare not make any inconveniences.

"Man, isn't Qiufenggu already recruiting disciples now? Why is everyone waiting outside, and some people have set up tents?"

The person who asked the question got a lot of eyes from others.

"Idiot, if you want to enter the trial road, you have to wait in line. Then go in batch by batch. Otherwise, the trial road will be squeezed out. Why do you want to try?"

"Oh, that's the case. Where do you take your hand?"

"Do you think the hand cards are so easy to get? When the previous group of people enter the trial road for a certain period of time, they will send someone out and sprinkle them with their hands. If you get it, you can go in. I can only watch others enter."

"Oh my God, so many people, if you **** them up, wouldn't you get a few lives?"

"Hehe, what you think is too simple? You are those disciples who are standing guarding the gate and eating dry food? There was a casual cultivator before, relying on himself as a master of innateness, and he smashed it with one palm. I lost my head, but I just grabbed the hand card, and my head was cut off by a silver light. Those disciples are all building foundations, killing people with flying swords, and taking your top level is as easy as trying to get things. You Dare to move a bit and try."

"hiss!"

The man shrank his neck in fright and dared not speak any more.

Not long after, an elder with a moustache walked out of the dense forest, his face was rather cold and arrogant, he slightly raised his chin and walked towards this side.

There was a commotion in the crowd immediately, and they all moved towards the elder.

But Ling Fei didn't move, he naturally knew in his heart that things like this kind of hand deal would definitely not be thrown in a concentrated manner, and would be covered in rain and dew.

As expected, thousands of people had just gathered around, but the elder sprinkled his hand in the air, and his hand was immediately divided evenly across the corners.

One of the hands happened to fall into Ling Fei's hands.

At this time, the other talents seemed to be crazy and ran to other places to grab their hands.

Soon, thousands of people staged a fierce hand battle.

But after all, there are only a hundred cards in the hand, thousands of people, and only a few tenths can be obtained.

The rest are jealous.

There are threats and incentives, and some use other means to compete. In short, the hand card is the ticket to enter the trial forest, and there is only one time, which is very precious.

Ling Fei put away his hand, and was about to walk towards the trial forest. There were a few more figures in front of him, blocking him.

The one headed is a wealthy young master, dressed in good silk and satin fabrics, inlaid with gold and jade, which is quite noble. Next to him are a few sturdy family members.

"This Xiongtai, in Xia Lingnan Rongjia Ronghui Mountain, just saw that Xiongtai won a hand, so I wanted to come and chat with Xiongtai."

Ling Fei narrowed his eyes.

"Want to grab?"

"No, no, this Xiongtai, you may have misunderstood, I am not trying to grab, I want to buy the hand of Xiongtai. I have ten low-grade spirit stones here, I don’t know if Xiongtai is willing to hand the card. Sell ​​it to me?"

"Not for sale!"

Before Rong Huishan finished ~www.readwn.com~ Ling Fei directly blocked his words, which made his face a little embarrassed.

"Ahem. Why do you need Xiongtai? Just one hand. This disciple still has seven days to recruit. There are at least three chances to grab the cards. Moreover, after entering the forest, Xiongtai alone is not sure, yes. What dangers are encountered. You might as well wait for others to pass, kill a lot of beasts, destroy a lot of traps, and you will have more chances. How?"

"roll!"

Ling Fei once again rudely rushed people, and then, with his hands on his back, he walked straight towards the forest of trial.

Rong Huishan's face was a little gloomy.

"Toast and not eat fine wine, do you really think that I can't help it? When I enter the forest of trials, you have to be careful."

Ling Fei didn't even look at him.

"In that case, see you in the woods."