In front of the ancient city, more than ten people were still struggling.

Walking in front of the crowd was a young man in sky blue clothes. He was only more than 400 meters away from the ancient city, but he still looked relaxed and he still had enough energy.

There were four disciples of the Seven Star Sect behind him, but they were not as relaxed. They were sweating, shaking, and their whole bodies were trembling. I think they had reached their limit, and they could collapse at any time.

About ten meters away were the five people from the Five Elements Sect. Their situation was better. Although their foreheads were full of sweat, their steps were steady and their expressions were firm, so they should be able to persist.

Because of taking care of Yao Yu before, Ling Tian and Hua Min'er fell to the end, about 450 meters away from the ancient city. At this time, Hua Min'er's body had a strong wood spirit aura like thick fog, and she could not even see her face clearly, and could only vaguely see her figure.

At this time, the spiritual energy in Hua Min'er's body was still compressing and condensing. As she walked forward, the more pressure the ancient city was, the faster the spiritual energy in her meridians was running and more solid, and the greater the resistance to the ancient city. She was not in a hurry and walked forward steadily little by little. The increased resistance of the condensed spiritual energy barely resisted the pressure increased by approaching the ancient city.

She actually reached a balance, the pressure on the ancient city was increasing, and her resistance was also increasing.

Seeing this, Ling Tian was not in a hurry and followed her along.

...

In Piaomiao City, above the palace.

"Hey, that woman is only in the early stage of the Golden Pill, how can she be close to the first five hundred meters in the ancient city?" The Saint of Sword Pavilion let out a light whisper, and a strange light flashed in her eyes behind the veil.

"Well? The golden elixir can be within 500 meters of the ancient city in the early stage? How is this possible?" The Saint Son of Jiange, who had closed his eyes and practiced, opened his eyes with a look of suspicion when he heard this.

"If you don't believe me, please see it yourself." Seeing that he was suspicious, the Saint of Sword Pavilion raised his jade hand and pointed at Hua Min'er.

Where she pointed, Hua Min'er was walking steadily step by step. The Saint Son of Jiange didn't speak, and his spiritual consciousness scattered directly and enveloped Hua Min'er.

After a moment, his spiritual consciousness returned, and his face changed slightly, and he was a little surprised.

"What's really? I'm afraid that the talent is above the green steps when I can get here in the early stage of the Golden Pill." The Saint Son of Jiange speculated.

"Haha, this talent is pretty good. It seems that these sects are really talented. It makes sense for Master to let us come here." The Saint of Jiange smiled slightly, stunning the whole country.

Although she was surprised that Hua Min'er could survive with her early stage of the Golden Pill, she was just a little surprised and then she returned to her original state. However, she realized that she could be the saint of Jiange and be the same as the saint son. The saint son of Jiange is a blue seventh-level talent, so how could her talent be poor?

Although Hua Min'er's talent is above green (the speculation of the Son of Jiange), she is a rare genius, but it is nothing compared with her, so naturally she won't envy her.

But if he knew that Huamin's talent was at the sixth level of blue, I wonder if she would still be so calm?

If she knew that Hua Min'er was even more rare innate wood spirit body, would she be jealous?

"Haha, you're still a beauty. You can invite her to enter Jiange later." The Saint Son of Jiange said very naturally, as if Hua Min'er would definitely join Jiange.

Jiange has a respectable status. If ordinary people are invited, they will be overwhelmed and accept it happily. But if they are to Hua Min'er, they will probably disappoint some people.

"Hey, why does the word "南" appear on that person?" The Saint of Jiange was slightly surprised.

When the Saint Son of Jiange heard this, he didn't say anything. He looked at it. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Well, it turns out that she should have practiced Buddhist techniques."

"No wonder she can stick to this point." The saint said softly, returning to her usual indifference.

Judging from her tone, she didn't care much about the Buddhist practice of practicing Taoism.

"The young monk next to her is covered in golden light, and he should have practiced a strange technique like her." The Saint Son of Jiange had observed Ling Tian when he was detecting the spiritual consciousness just now.

"Yes." The Saint of Jiange responded calmly.

"Hey, why can't I detect that person's cultivation level? How is this possible?" Suddenly, the Saint Son of Jiange shouted in surprise, his tone full of disbelief.

As the saint of Jiange, he was very conceited and did not believe that some of the younger generation had higher cultivation than him, so he was shocked and even vaguely furious when he could not detect Ling Tian's cultivation.

"You are already in the fetal transformation stage, how could he have a higher cultivation level than you?" Seeing the holy son shocked, the holy lady also had an incredible expression.

"If you don't believe it, check it yourself." As he said that, the Holy Son himself probed again.

The Saint of Sword Pavilion hadn't waited for him to finish speaking, and his spiritual consciousness had dispersed to Ling Tian.

"Yes, I didn't lie to you." The Holy Son blurted out when he saw that her spiritual sense had dispersed.

"Hey, why did you detect it? The late stage of the Golden Pill?" The Holy Son was stunned, looking like he saw a ghost.

It turned out that when the Saint Son of Jiange first detected Ling Tian, ​​Ling Tian felt someone was spying on it.

Although his mental cultivation is not as high as the Saint Son of the Sword Pavilion and the others, his mental sensitivity is extremely sensitive. Ling Tian can detect it with the extremely high cultivation of Old Man Ling. Although it was because Old Ling did not control his emotions, it also indirectly illustrates the sensitivity of Ling Tian's spiritual consciousness. It is naturally no problem to be able to know that the Saint Son of the Scientific Cultivation of Mind is only a little higher than him.

After seeing someone spy, he looked quietly in the direction of the spiritual consciousness. He saw that it was in Piaomiao City. He speculated that the person he was detecting should be from Jiange. He had a grudge against Jiange and naturally did not want his secret to be leaked. He disguised his cultivation to the late stage of the Golden Pill, which led to the strange things that the Son of Jiange could not detect when his cultivation was the second time.

It is very difficult for a person to pretend to be a cultivator, because others can know it by detecting his soul power. However, Ling Tian’s physique is special, and the detected spiritual consciousness will be swallowed, and others will not know the real situation even if they detect it.

Ling Tian has a high mental cultivation, and it is very easy to disguise himself in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Although others will be devoured some spiritual consciousness when they detect him, others will only think that their soul power is counteracted with him, and will not doubt others.

Look, Ling Tian has successfully deceived the two Saint Sons of Jiange.

"I said I didn't lie to me. He was obviously in the late stage of the Jindan stage, so this joke is not funny at all." The Saint of Jiange said angrily.

"I... I'm obviously... I..." The Saint Son of Jiange was very depressed and could not argue.

He didn't believe in evil, and his spiritual consciousness continued to detect it, but no matter how he detects it, it would be the same consequence. Later, he had to believe in this consequence, and thought to himself that the first time he might have detected it wrong.

"But that person is actually in the late stage of the Jindan stage. When will the Qingyun Sect have such a master?" The Saint of Sword Pavilion was slightly surprised.

When her spiritual consciousness was detecting Ling Tian, ​​she always felt a little strange, and her spiritual consciousness was slightly distorted. She only thought that it was because Ling Tian practiced Buddhist techniques, and she didn't think about anything else.

"Haha, maybe this generation of talents emerged. In the past, it was rare for the younger generation to reach the Golden Pill stage. There were never even people in the late Golden Pill stage like now." Although the Saint Son of Jiange said this, he looked like he didn't care much.

However, he has this kind of capital. There will be a qualitative difference between the Jindan stage and the fetal transformation stage, and it is as unforgivable as the heavenly chisel. People in the Jindan stage do not threaten the Saint Son of Jiange at all, so how could he care?

Just like an elephant doesn't care about the world of ants, he doesn't care about Ling Tian in the Golden Pill Stage.

"The remaining people are all well qualified and are all qualified to enter Jiange." The Saint of Jiange said calmly.

"Well, Jiange would not have accepted a single disciple in a century. It would be really spectacular to be able to accept so many disciples this year." The Saint Son of Jiange looked arrogant and commented at the people in front of the ancient city.

"Haha, why don't you make a bet, it's quite boring." Suddenly, the Saint of Jiange smiled slightly and suggested.

"Hey, you actually bet too, this does not match your identity as a saint." The Saint Son of Jiange quipped.

The Saint of Jiange blushed slightly, but fortunately, she had a veil covering her face and no one could see it. She said, "I've been tired of pretending to be cold and I don't have to pretend to be in front of you anymore."

"Hehe, if Master knows, I will definitely blame you again." The Saint Son of Jiange laughed strangely.

"Master loves me so much that he is reluctant to blame me." The Saint of Sword Pavilion mentioned her master, just like a little girl.

"Tsk tsk, no one has ever seen you look like this, I have good fortune." The Saint Son of Jiange was amazed.

"Hmph, are you gambling?" The Saint of Jiange frowned slightly and said angrily.

"Gambling, why don't you? I'm bored." The Saint Son of Jiange looked solemn and continued, "How can I bet?"

"The bet is very simple. Among the remaining few people, we choose two of us. It depends on who chooses the final distance from the city gate. What if we win?" The saint of Jiange was as bright as the moonlight, and it was extremely lively in the blink of an eye.

"Two people? This kind of gambling method is novel. Good, I'm gambled." The Saint Son of Jiange lit up his eyes and became very interested.

"The first person we choose can only choose once for the first time, and the second person can choose the second and third consecutive times. How about it, let's be fair." The Saint of Jiange said the detailed rules.

The rules of the Saint of Jiange are fair. Whether the first choice or the next choice, they have their own advantages.

"Well, fair." The Saint of Jiange thought a little and agreed to his suggestion, then asked: "Would you choose first or I choose first?"

"It's the same who chooses first, you choose first." The Saint of Jiange said indifferently.

"Haha, let's talk about our respective bets before." The Saint Son of Jiange suggested.

"Your fourth-grade Guzheng!" The Saint of Sword Pavilion blurted out.

"The spirit gathering bead that Master gave you!"

"make a deal!"

"make a deal!"

The two hit it off!

"Then I will choose first, don't regret it." said the Holy Son of Jiange.

The Saint of Jiange didn't speak, but just nodded, and the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, the Saint Son of Jiange stopped talking, and pointed at the number one person in the Seven Star Sect: "Chen Fan!"

The Saint of Sword Pavilion seemed to know that this would be the case, but it was not surprising that he had chosen Chen Fan, who had the strongest cultivation. He pointed directly at Ling Tian and Hua Min'er and said, "I'll choose these two people?"

"Although that girl has excellent talent, her cultivation is only in the early stage of the Golden Pill. It is not enough to fight against the pressure of the ancient city by relying solely on talent. Otherwise, you can choose again, junior sister." The Saint Son of Jiange kindly reminded.

"No!" The Saint of Sword Pavilion insisted on his own opinion and was unmoved.

"Okay, I chose Chu Yun the last person. I still know this person. I have a deep hidden position and excellent talent. I am the person who is most likely to become the next sect leader of the Qingyun Sect." said the Saint Son of Jiange.

"Okay, one word is certain." said the Saint of Jiange.

"good!"

The two stopped talking and looked at the field attentively.

If their master knew that the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden were gambling like gamblers in the city, I wonder how he would feel?

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Chapter completed!