Supreme Ruler of All Nature
An Early Communication Exam

    After calming his three disciples, Lin Feng waved the black cloud flag alone and flew towards Mount Hengyue.

    From a distance, you can see a thousand-legged centipede in the sky with a length of about 100 meters. This centipede was completely dark, flying above the black clouds.

    Then, at the main peak of Mount Hengyue, a purple sword light rose into the sky, turned into a dragon-shaped light and shadow in the air, and roared to the centipede.

    Only then did the centipede restrain his arrogance, and landed on Mount Hengyue with a group of Xuandao Sect monks on his back.

    Most of the people in the Hengyue faction were interested in centipedes, and Lin Feng easily touched the mountain again.

    The Xuan Dao Sect Leader was an old man with a white beard. Its cultivation base is in the middle stage of foundation development. He was very friendly and laughed out loud: "Daoist Dean, You Hengyue has produced a lot of potential seeds this time."

    Hengyue Paiyuan Patriarch Baby went to the Void Battlefield for hundreds of years without any news. The Jindan Ancestors at the door all retreated. The current Sect Head of Hengyue was a middle-aged cultivator in the late-stage foundation of the building.

    Regarding the praise of the white-bearded old man, the head of the Hengyue faction was repeatedly courteous, and the atmosphere between the two parties was very harmonious.

    ** lin Feng sneered silently, he knew that such a harmonious and friendly atmosphere would not last long.

    The Xuan Dao Sect was a guest from afar, and was set to rest in the guest room.Three days later, the exchange of disciples between the two factions officially began.

    The disciples participating in the competition were basically at the Qi training level. Ever since Lin Feng had come to this world, the Taoist magic power he had come into contact with was relatively high-level. Therefore, the spells and martial arts used in the competition between disciples of the two factions now let Lin Feng mention Uninterested.

    Half of his attention was used to conceal his whereabouts, and the other half was on Wang Lin.

    At this moment, Wang Lin's entry was only a few days, and he was only a registered disciple, no one taught Taoism at all, and everything he does on the mountain is the work of a handyman.

    But Lin Feng actually felt a faint wave of spiritual energy in Wang Lin's body. Although it was very weak, it was still far from the first level of Qi training, but Wang Lin had indeed started to draw Qi into his body.

    Lin Feng was very surprised: "Wang Lin's potential was indeed incredible, but after all, his roots were bad, even lower than the average level. He belongs to the next type of development, and he shouldn't have improved so quickly when he first started training. ?"

    At this moment, Wang Lin followed a middle-aged cultivator regularly, watching the battle competition that had already begun in the ring, his figure inconspicuous among the crowd.

    Lin Feng turned his attention to the middle-aged cultivator in front of Wang Lin: "I really worship his master? It was the person who taught her Daoism, but it shouldn't be so fast. "The middle-aged cultivator himself only practiced Qi At the strata level, when one reached this realm in middle age, he said, there was basically no potential to be tapped.If he managed to build a foundation in this life, it would be the end.

    "It looks like Wang Lin really got some kind of adventure. This is not an exotic treasure, a Taoist super method, but an old geezer. "Lin Feng's face turned grim.

    Lin Feng calculated in his heart that if what he expected was not bad, most of the Xuandao Sect with Pu Beizi's support would seize the mountain gate of the Hengyue Sect, he said, and the Hengyue Sect would definitely lose the prestige and cohesion of the sect.

    Wang Lin, who was not initially taken seriously, and now he had an adventure, was able to break away from the Hengyue faction because of this.

    Moreover, he looked extremely inconspicuous right now, Pu Beizi and Xuan Daozong would probably not like him.

    Lin Feng's most important competitor was the old geezer who appeared out of nowhere.

    “I don't know how much power is left of that old ghost?” Lin Feng sighed in relief. He's already made his decision.

    Grandpa Zhan, rob Wang Lin!

    This internship will be completed soon.

    At this moment, the competition between the disciples of the two sects was also increasing, and the disciples of the Hengyue sect had the upper hand, too, forcing the disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect to sacrifice a yellow piece of paper to fight back.

    The Xuan Dao Sect disciples laughed out loud. His entire energy was used to withstand the previous opponent's attack, and he had no more energy to block this second attack.

    At this moment, amidst the crowd of Xuan Dao Sect disciples, someone suddenly let out a cold snort, and then a streak of black light shot out, directly intercepting the two white lights in the air, and with one turn, the white light was completely broken.

    The disciples of the Hengyue Sect shouted furiously, and the Xuandao Sect disciple who shot jumped into the ring while sneering, looked at the disciples of the Hengyue Sect, and said arrogantly: "You guys from the Qi Sect training point Hengyue, let's get together. Well, I'm pretty alone!"

    The elders from the Hengyue faction who were watching the battle also drowned when they saw the white-bearded old man who was leading the Xuan Dao Sect.

    The old man stroked his beard and said with a dry cough, "This time, let's decide whether we will win or lose. If one of your Hengyue Sect disciples can remain invincible for ten seconds, even if your Hengyue Sect wins!

    "Stop. Then he smiled and said: "I have something to take this opportunity to explain. If I win the competition today, other than the previous draw, I have to add more points. This Hengyue Mountain needs to lend me the Xuandao Sect for five hundred years!"

    When Lin Feng heard what he said, he laughed silently: "Here, come on, come on!"

    All of the Hengyue cultivators changed their expressions slightly, and the head of the Hengyue Sect narrowed his eyes: "Daoist Fellow, are you kidding?"

    The white-bearded old man smiled but did not reply, turning to the arrogant Xuandao disciple in the ring and saying, "Take off the talisman." Hearing this, the man undressed, revealing his talisman, and the talisman Paper was removed, and his strength suddenly surged, showing the power of Great Perfection during the Qi training period.

    But what was more striking was his talisman paper.When all the monks from the foundation building stage of the Hengyue Sect saw it, they were all shocked.

    The white-bearded old man said lightly: "Daoist Dean, you have also seen this paper talisman. Ancestors from the non-Yingling period were unable to do so. To be honest, my ancestor Pu Beizi of the Xuandao Sect returned from the void. ... He brought back the news that your two Hengyue faction ancestors had all fallen."

    "My Xuandao Sect only sees past friendships, so I didn't take them by chance, but left love for the Hengyue Faction." In this competition, if the Hengyue faction wins, then the matter will be resolved, my words have been conveyed, fellow Daoist Huanglong, let's continue the test!"

    At the tenth level qi, some people tied together were not opponents of the Xuandao Sect disciples who practiced great qi perfection.

    Lin Feng smiled incautiously. He vaguely thought that if the Nine Ranked Fire Soul Pill did not help Pu Beizi to heal his previous injuries, this competition might not happen so quickly.

    If not done first, this exchange test would likely be Wang Lin's first novice village battle on the legendary road.

    At the same time, when his opponent was arrogant and domineering, he slapped his opponent, startled the audience, and then set foot in his own path.

    Wow, what's the perfect script?

    But now that the competition was ahead of schedule, Wang Lincai had just put qi into his body, and he had not even reached the first level of qi training. How could he dominate and turn things around?

    Sure enough, in this exchange competition, the Hengyue faction was defeated without any tension, and all the Hengyue disciples watched each other leave with bitterness and anger in their hearts.

    The news of the fall of the Nascent Soul Ancestor weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a boulder.

    Wang Lin was among the crowd, looking angry and lost, but he was helpless.

    His eyes were extremely complicated, he touched his arms subconsciously, and the thirst for power in his heart became even stronger.

    Holding the hopes of the event, the Hengyue faction did not move here, but what they were waiting for was despair.

    Five days later, black clouds rolled over the peak of Mount Hengyue, and rumbling sounds echoed in the sky.

    "Paulang Pu Beizi, all juniors from the Hengyue faction will come to this old man!"