Chapter 211 Chief Kunlun【Please subscribe】

"Why did the three generations of disciples appear in Kunlun Palace?" The person who spoke was Xianfeng Daogu, with silver hair hanging behind his back. He was obviously a high-ranking official in Kunlun.

"Meet the leader!"

Several people passing by in the distance quickly bowed to him.

"Head of Kunlun?"

Lin Weiran was shocked, no wonder he was so strong. You know, even Yuanying Stage monk Zhen Tiancheng and Lin Weiran could see through his cultivation.

But Lin Weiran couldn't see through the fact that the leader of Kunlun in front of him had returned to his original state of cultivation. As one of the most influential people in the world of cultivation, he was at least in the stage of returning to the void.

"Good guy! He's causing big trouble!"

Lin Weiran thought with a pained face, while on the other side, two Jindan monks who were responsible for guarding Kunlun Palace spoke one after another after hearing the leader's question.

"Reporting to the leader, this person came to this cave to practice with Elder Zhen's token. For some unknown reason, he suddenly ran out and disturbed the leader and all the elders.

"You will be severely punished for disturbing the master Qianxiu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was pressure that shocked Lin Weiran. Lin Weiran's eyes narrowed slightly and fell on one of the golden elixir monks, "This bitch..."

"That child's token from Amagi?"

At this time, the head of Kunlun's gaze fell on Lin Weiran like a torch. He was already sure that the strange phenomenon just now was caused by Lin Weiran.

Then the head of Kunlun slowly raised his hand to activate his spiritual power, and the many flying swords surrounding Lin Weiran returned to the cave in Zhentian City.

Lin Weiran was quite shocked. During the Nascent Soul stage of Zhentian City, he turned out to be a child at the door of Kunlun Master. She didn’t know how old this old man was.

Seeing that he had caused the trouble, Lin Weiran said respectfully: "Lin Qian, a third-generation disciple of Kunlun, pays homage to the master and the elders.

The disciple was building the foundation today, but he didn't expect that there would be many twists and turns, causing all kinds of changes and disturbing the master and the elders in their cultivation. This is really inappropriate, please punish the master."

Another elder said slowly: "Brother, the third generation of disciples who just built the foundation can cause strange phenomena, which just shows that there is a successor to Kunlun!"

"Born with strange phenomena, blessings and disasters are unpredictable. In recent days, there are faint signs of instability in the Dutian Blood Realm, which is a disaster for the cultivation world.

I have three generations of disciples in Kunlun who have built foundations and caused visions. This is a great blessing. Obviously, the trouble lies with the demons and the blessing lies with Kunlun. Congratulations!"

Another elder said at the right time.

Next to him, the golden elixir monk who just said heavy punishment had a bitter look on his face. The two Kunlun elders both praised Lin Weiran. What he said... was simply disgusting!

"Get up!"

The head of Kunlun raised his hand gently.

Lin Weiran's body suddenly straightened up after he had bowed down, and everyone began to look at her carefully. Lin Weiran's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes were very handsome, and he was dressed in white clothes.

This appearance alone adds to the impression points.

Coupled with the unstable sword intent in Gang Zhuji's body, he also has a unique temperament. At first glance, such a person is like a dragon or a phoenix among men, the pride of heaven.

"You were the one who condensed the sword's will some time ago?" the head of Kunlun suddenly asked again, and several elders suddenly realized.

No wonder he felt that the sword intent in him was quite familiar. He was actually the genius who had condensed the sword intent during the Qi refining period a few days ago.

"Back to the head, I am a disciple."

Lin Weiran's words made the head of Kunlun stroke his long beard, "That's right! Condensing sword intent during the Qi refining period has been rare in Kunlun for more than a thousand years.

And among the three generations of disciples, you were the first to build a foundation, and you even caused the phenomenon of foundation building. Such a disciple should not only not be punished, but should be rewarded."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Weiran had no reaction, and the legs of the Jindan monk next to him began to tremble uncontrollably, "My mouth..."

Lin Weiran was flattered and said: "Thank you very much, Master, but the disciple has disturbed the Master and the elders. If you can still accept the reward if you are a cultivator."

"No problem, let me ask if you would like to learn swordsmanship from me?" The head of Kunlun said, although his voice was not loud, he was full of indescribable majesty.

"Senior Brother Head wants to accept a disciple? That's really a pity. Originally, I wanted to accept this boy and leave a closed disciple in my lineage."

Next to the head of Kunlun, an old man was very regretful, and the other did not speak at all, because not long after he was young, he heard the head said that Lin Weiran should be the chief disciple.

Condensing sword intent during the Qi refining stage, and causing strange phenomena during the Foundation building stage. These two things happened to the same person, and the head of Kunlun had no reason to reject such an outstanding disciple.

Lin Weiran knelt on the ground and said, "Master is on top. Disciple Lin Qian, pay homage to Master!" As soon as he finished speaking, "Dong dong dong dong..." he kowtowed eight times in a row.

"Haha, you are afraid that the leader will regret it, right?" A Kunlun elder was immediately amused by Lin Weiran and couldn't help laughing.

"Let's all disperse!"

As soon as the head of Kunlun finished speaking, he flicked his hand and disappeared with Lin Weiran. When Lin Weiran came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a room.

The spiritual energy in the room was more dense than that of the Seventh Grade Cave Mansion. Lin Weiran felt that it was very beneficial to take a breath. Obviously this was the room of the head of Kunlun.

"I originally wanted to wait until you came out on top in the sword test before officially accepting you as my disciple, but you accidentally caused the foundation building phenomenon. It seems to be God's will."

"It is a disciple's honor to be favored by the master."

Lin Weiran seemed very well-behaved. When he was in his prime, he didn't dare to argue with the person in front of him, and his current cultivation level is even less than one-tenth of what he was during his victory.

Of course, you have to have a correct attitude.

"According to the rules of Kunlun's past dynasties, the head disciple must be the chief disciple, and the chief disciple can only be qualified to win the title if he comes out on top in the sword test.

Accepting you as a disciple today is already an exceptional promotion. You still need to get the first place in the sword trial, I think this is not too difficult for you."

The head of Kunlun said slowly.

Lin Weiran said: "Yes."

The sword test meeting was just a competition between three generations of Kunlun disciples. Lin Weiran didn't believe that anyone could defeat him, unless someone like him was the reincarnation of a strong man.

"Well, although I accept you as a disciple, the formal teaching will still have to wait until after the sword trial meeting and then based on your performance. During this time, you must work extra hard and don't waste your talents."

"Yes, Master."

The master-disciple relationship has been established. Winning the first place in the sword trial meeting is just a process. I believe that I can walk smoothly in Kunlun without having to pay more attention to Lin Weiran.

Then the head of Kunlun told Lin Weiran that although there would be no substantial reward for recruiting a disciple this time, Lin Weiran knew that there would be a reward, but the time had not come yet.

However, the head of Kunlun did not receive any reward, but he received a surprise outside the Kunlun Palace. The golden elixir-level monk looked frightened.

When he saw Lin Weiran, he quickly came over to greet her.

"Brother Lin, my attitude was not very good just now. Don't take it personally. If there weren't so many people here just now, I would have apologized."

Having said this, he took out another flying sword and pushed it over, "Brother Lin, I picked up this fifth-grade flying sword by accident, and I have no use for it.

Brother has just established the foundation, so I will give it to you."

Lin Weiran lowered his head and looked at the fifth-grade flying sword in his hand. It was filled with cold light and the sword was very powerful. It was made of gold and precious iron and was engraved with many complex talisman formations. It was probably of the highest quality among the fifth-grade flying swords.

Lin Weiran was very happy in her heart, and said: "Oh, my uncle is so polite, it's really unreasonable." The action of holding the fifth-grade flying sword in his hand was very natural.

The golden elixir-level disciple twitched the muscles on his face and said: "Where, where, there is no mountain, no water, no one can see the water, from now on it will all be my own family..."

Lin Weiran was in a good mood after winning the fifth-grade flying sword in vain. He quickly went to Zhen Mengling's residence, returned the elder's token to her and told her what happened just now.

After hearing this, Zhen Mengling's face was full of disbelief, "In other words, senior brother, you are already the appointed chief disciple?"

"I can't talk about the informal decision. It's still the same as before. I will come out on top in the sword trial. Otherwise, I will become a joke and the master will be disgraced."

Zhen Mengling said with a strange expression, "Brother, is this still a competition? The chief disciple of Kunlun is already confirmed, it's just a formality."

Lin Weiran chuckled: "What if a dark horse emerges? Well, I'd like to thank you for giving me the token. I'm going back now to stabilize my cultivation and sum up the gains."

"Senior brother, please go. I have to work hard to cultivate. You are already a foundation-building monk. I am still wandering in the Qi refining period. I can't be left behind too much by senior brother."

Lin Weiran nodded and left with his sword.

"Damn! Even in the Foundation Establishment stage, I'm using a fifth-grade flying sword. Kunlun disciples are really rich! Even in the Golden Core stage, I can't even wield a good flying sword."

Not a single monk in Kunlun City was jealous.

After being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, I can already fly with a sword. With a fifth-grade flying sword under my feet, it is also a beautiful scenery to fly over Kunlun City.

Return to Jinhong Valley.

Lin Weiran used the Xiaoyunyu Jue to water the water as usual. During the foundation-building period, she performed the Xiaoyunyu Jue more effectively. The spiritual rain also contained a lot of spiritual energy.

The spiritual valley in the hundred-acre spiritual field is already growing for the second time. In more than two months, there will be a large amount of wealth. The crystal stone fell into Lin Weiran's pocket.

Lin Weiran sat cross-legged at the bottom of the valley, letting the waterfall splash and water droplets flying. Accompanied by the roar of the water, Lin Weiran entered an ethereal state and seriously realized the changes in her body.

"Spiritual power cultivation has led to the foundation-building stage. Under normal circumstances, the foundation-building stage is stronger than the innate realm and Baodan cultivation, but weaker than the virtual realm and the Gangqi realm."

Lin Weiran knew his own strength very clearly, and there was no way he could defeat the cultivation of the Void Realm and the Gang Qi Realm just by relying on his cultivation in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

As for the Pulse Condensation stage, I don’t know if I can compete with him, but I can definitely defeat Lin Weiran at the Golden Core stage. Lin Weiran, the disciple of the Golden Core stage just now, has experienced it carefully, but he still can’t defeat him now.

"The speed of spiritual power cultivation cannot be too fast. Now we should seize the time to restore the cultivation level of victory, but this process will also take several years."

Lin Weiran now feels that she does not have enough energy. Sequence Consciousness No. 1 is practicing internal martial arts and internal strength. She has to practice spiritual power, sword skills, farming, and refining elixirs...

The Qi refining period was okay, and it did not affect the improvement of cultivation level. However, the foundation building period was a bit stretched. Lin Weiran couldn't help but sigh: "It would be nice to have more consciousness..."

"Are you calling me?"

After Lin Weiran sighed, a voice sounded in his mind, and even Sequence Consciousness No. 1 was stunned. A third voice came from his head.

"Sequence Consciousness...No. 2?"

Lin Weiran and No. 1 looked at each other.

"I'm sorry to be late, but it doesn't matter. Leave small things like sword cultivation to me from now on. No one knows sword cultivation better than me."

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