There were hundreds of thousands of people below, and even if Fang Ling was a Taoist master, he could not tell what it was. What made him feel so refreshing in his heart?

In desperation, Fang Ling had no choice but to put his attention on the competition below.

There are thousands of platforms, and at this time, there are a pair of Nascent Soul Ancestors fighting on each platform. These Nascent Soul Ancestors have extraordinary cultivation, and when they fight, they all have all kinds of magic weapons, and they are extremely exciting.

If it were placed outside, the attacks of these Nascent Soul Ancestors would be enough to smash the mountain to pieces, but on these arenas, their attacks were fierce, but were surrounded by an invisible layer of defense.

Not to mention their current attack power, even Taoist priests who are one level higher than them will find it difficult to break this defense.

As Fang Ling swept his divine thoughts, his eyes fell on a competition on the west side. The reason why he paid attention to this competition was mainly because among the two cultivators who fought, some people used the magic tricks that were similar to his Xuanpin Great Technique.

The one who used this method was a Taoist wearing a black robe. When he saw his palm waving, he absorbed the other party's magic power for his own use.

Although this magic technique seems to be more sophisticated than Fang Ling's Xuanpin Technique, in fact, Fang Ling can feel the huge worries of this magic technique.

When the opponent's mana is too high, the person who absorbs other people's mana will not only not be able to take advantage of it, but on the contrary, it is also very likely that the opponent will explode directly by the opponent because of the strong absorption of other people's mana.

In addition, this Taoist man's magic power is impure, giving people a feeling of being extremely mixed, Fang Ling even predicted that if this Taoist man could not resolve the alien true energy absorbed in his body before becoming a Taoist man, he might explode like a ball in the next step.

Fang Ling has some solutions in his hands to resolve the alien true energy, but the Taoist looks cold and fierce, and he looks at the tiger and looks up at the eagle, and it is obvious that he is not a good-looking lamp.

So although Fang Ling observed his battle, he did not intend to accept him as his disciple.

What's more, Fang Ling, as a Taoist Lord, should be admitted from the Taoist. If he wants to collect disciples, he should also receive them from the Taoist. If he receives disciples from the Nascent Soul, the disciples will be regarded as burning incense for several lifetimes.

"The Taoist in black is the top 100 disciples among his descendants. He is called Bei Ming. He occasionally obtained a kind of subdivision of Bei Ming's magical power, which specifically absorbs the magic power of others."

Li Yuan pointed at the Taoist in black and said lightly.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Although his magic trick is good, he will eventually die under this magic trick."

"Yes, within the sect, someone once gave him some advice to him to give up this Beiming magical power, but unfortunately, if he wants to abolish this Beiming magical power, he must abolish all his cultivation."

"He himself can't bear to let go. Life and death can only depend on his luck in the future!" Li Yuan shook his head with a little sigh.

I sighed that Li Yuan could only sigh about this disciple, but there was nothing else. It did not mean that Li Yuan was too indifferent. He was a disciple of this level and was not taken seriously by Li Yuan.

After all, among the 100,000 yuan baby disciples, there are too many who have potential.

Although this black-clothed Taoist is good, in Li Yuandu's opinion, his achievements are already destined. What's more, his cultivation is mainly based on the power of the Beiming.

Without the Beiming magical power, he might not even be able to reach the level of the Nascent Soul.

Just as Fang Ling and Li Yuan were watching the game calmly, someone was watching Fang Ling under the hundreds of thousands of platforms.

This is a young man who looks over teenage, with a pair of smart eyes on his handsome face. The young man's cultivation is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which is not conspicuous among the 100,000 yuan infant disciples.

After all, in this competition, there were even many powerful people in the Zhou Dynasty, not to mention that he only had the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The appearance of a monk is usually difficult to change when he reaches the Nascent Soul. The ability of this young man to maintain his appearance in his teens means that he had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul when he was in his teens.

"Xu Lin, what are you looking at?" Standing behind the boy was a thick young man. The cultivation level of this young man was also a middle-stage Nascent Soul, with big arms and big hands, giving people a very powerful feeling.

The young man, known as Xu Lin, did not answer and still looked at the high jade platform.

No, it should be said that the place where his eyes were staring was Fang Ling's location.

"Xu Lin, hurry up and prepare, it's time for you to go on stage later. Hehe, this time you must have a shock to the audience, so that Luo Shan'er's mother knows that she abandons you is her biggest mistake."

Xu Lin turned his head and said, "Luo Shan'er and I have nothing to do. Please don't ask her in front of me in the future."

"Okay, okay, your eldest young master doesn't care about Luo Shan'er, but now I'm upset when I see her. Everyone comes out of Qingfeng Country together. Even if they don't take care of each other, she can't always stomp on you."

"Isn't it just that I have been with the son of an outer sect master? What's so great about it? With your qualifications, it's not difficult to become a Taoist."

Xu Lin smiled and said, "What's the point of competing with a superficial woman? My goal this time is to get the top 300 in this conference and win a heaven and earth fortune pill for my mother."

The thick boy nodded and said, "Is Aunt Xu's injury still the same?"

"It's a little heavier than before, the senior brother of Jinyao Palace said that it was because of the wound in the fetus in order to give birth to me." Xu Lin said this, a trace of sadness rose in his eyes: "If it weren't for me, my mother wouldn't have to endure the pain of ice every six months."

"So this time, no matter what, I will rush into the top three hundred and get that heaven and earth creation pill."

The boy's persistence showed a trace of sincere respect on the face of the stout young man. Although this partner was younger than him, he was above him in every aspect.

Over the years, this partner has given him a lot of help. He has also seen the strength of this partner and knows that a pill of creation in heaven and earth is not a big problem for him.

"Xu Lin. I think you will definitely be able to get your aunt a heaven and earth creation pill." The thick young man nodded heavily.

The hands of the two people were held together heavily, and a kind of intention that only brothers understood was filled with their hearts.

"By the way, why haven't I seen that senior before?" Xu Lin calmed down and looked in Fang Ling's direction.

The stout young man followed Xu Lin and looked at Fang Ling: "This is Yun Ling Daozun. I heard that he is a newcomer to our Chengtian Dao."

"Tsk tsk. As soon as he entered Chengtian Dao, he was Dao Zun. I heard that he had not yet accepted disciples. This time he and Yundu Dao Zun came together. Many of his brothers were ready to show off, hoping to get to the eyes of the two old men and be accepted as disciples."

Speaking of this, the stout young man smiled and said, "That Xu Lin. You must perform well this time. Yundu Daozun already has disciples, so the possibility of accepting disciples is not too high."

"But it's only been more than a year since the Lord Yun Ling came to us to inherit the Heavenly Dao, and there is not a single disciple. If he can become his eldest disciple, his status as the Lord of Dao, he will be able to rise by leaps and bounds."

"I heard that this Yun Ling Daozun, who likes young and excellent backwards the most."

If Fang Ling heard the stout young man's evaluation of him, he would have wondered where the saying that he liked the talented and backward came from.

Over the past year, his main task was to practice Taoism in seclusion. As for the rest, he had never taken care of it.

He has never seen any of the younger generations before.

Xu Lin shook his head and said, "I naturally want to become a disciple of Dao Zun. But I don't have that kind of extravagant hope."

"Then why did you ask him? You have never paid much attention to the senior leaders of our sect. Why did you suddenly become interested in this Yun Ling Daozun?" The stout young man asked with a trace of confusion in his face.

Xu Lin smiled and said, "As soon as I saw Yun Ling Daozun, I felt a very familiar feeling."

"Haha, this means that you and Daozun Yun Ling are destined to be together!" The thick young man slapped his thigh and laughed.

Xu Lin knew that this was a half-true and half-false joke for his companions, and he didn't care. He had a fate with the noble Yun Ling Daozun, and he had never thought about it.

His goal is to help his mother win a heaven and earth creation pill, so that his mother will not suffer once every six months.

What's more, he once occasionally learned from his mother that he had no relatives in this main world.

"I have a fate with Lingyun Daozun. It's really a toad yawning. What a big tone. Xu Lin, do you really think you came to Chengtian Dao decades ago as the number one in Qingfeng Kingdom, and you felt that you were amazing?"

"I tell you, Qingfeng Kingdom is a small place. People like you are even more trapped in our way of inheriting the heaven. So, you should stop daydreaming anymore. That kind of dream will not benefit you."

The sarcastic voice was spoken from the mouth of a young man in brocade. The young man in brocade wore a golden crown of two dragons and a cloud of robe on his body was embroidered with a life-like cloud. If a person pays attention to the cloud, he may even have an illusion.

The hallucination among the clouds.

In fact, those clouds are not transformed, they really exist.

When necessary, young people can directly activate the clouds to fight the enemy, which is a rare defensive magic weapon.

Inside the young man's arm was a beautiful woman. The woman was wearing a palace outfit. Although she was not exposed in clothes, she wanted to cover up her appearance, and her body revealed a kind of tenderness in her bones.

The woman leaned softly against the young man as if she had no bones, and looked at Xu Lin with sarcasm in her eyes.

"Brother Xiong, this person just likes to be arrogant, as if he is something great."

"Hehe, but wait a moment, Brother Xiong can teach him a good lesson, because the next game is your competition with him."

When the woman said this, she laughed and said, "Xu Lin, to defeat you in the first game, Brother Xiong has found someone to help you choose a position!" (To be continued.)
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