On the Little Lotus Peak No. 1, Song Yu sat in his Yuxin Pavilion with a gloomy face. Since he came back from the main peak, he had been feeling a little weak. In the next ten hours, he locked himself in the attic to "receive guests in a closed door" and no one saw him.

It was not until the next afternoon that Song Yu finally made up some decision in his heart. He sighed with a sad face, and attracted the disciples under him who were usually arranged to do odd jobs in Yuxin Pavilion, and ordered him: "Forget it, go and call all the people who are blocking outside the door in."

When this disciple, who had a cultivation level of only one level, went to open the door respectfully. When he opened the door, he found that there were more than 30 people gathering outside the attic, which looked extremely crowded. Most of them were ordinary elders of the Chunzi Sect, and the rest were some core inner disciples.

Everyone had been gathering outside the door for several hours since the morning, and they were undoubtedly a little upset. However, the ancestors did not open the door, so they did not dare to act rashly. Now that the door was opened, they immediately entered one after another.

A group of people flocked to the hall of Yuxin Pavilion one after another. The middle-aged man in the sect elders served as the sect elders, was anxious and did not care about the sect rules and etiquette at all, so he asked anxiously: "Dad, why are you doing the door of your veteran?"

It was Song Qing, the only son of Song Yu, who was unable to get a reply from Song Yu on the main seat after saying this. Only then did he realize that the father on the main seat looked at him at this time, not only as simple as being weak. Seeing his haggard look in a daze, he seemed to have grown up ten years old overnight.

Song Yu looked erratic and ignored Song Qing. He glanced at the more than 30 people in the hall and sighed, "Since everyone has come, I won't hide it anymore. Before participating in this Baishan Spring Hunting, my Chunzi Sect must first send thirty disciples to participate in the quota selection competition in the sect. Only those who successfully squeezed into the top 20 disciples from the four sects can successfully join the top 20 disciples. "

Upon hearing this, Song Qing's eyes twitched immediately, and he said with disbelief: "What? The number of places to participate in spring hunting needs to be selected? In the past, I just sent five disciples to do it and it was over."

Song Yu glanced at his son, feeling a little disappointed, but he still ignored it. Then he took out the list from his sleeve, which was originally planned by Zhao Bailian, and passed it down and said: "This is the list of people participating in the selection competition this time. Please inform me early. The disciples on the list this time will all go to the martial arts training square on the main peak tomorrow morning to choose the opponent in the first round of the game."

When the list was passed to the hands of an elder of the Chunzi Sect, the man glanced at all the names on the list and sneered, "Elder Song, what's going on? Don't you plan to explain it?"

Song Yu looked at him with a gloomy face and said coldly: "What do you want me to explain? These are just the meaning of the sect leader, and I just do things according to the rules."

When the elder heard this, he suddenly looked angry and said without giving in: "What a good person to do things according to the rules. When did Elder Song become so easy to talk to? Don't forget what you promised me before."

Seeing that the other party dared to say these things that were unspeakable in front of so many people, Song Yu was also a little scared. He took a deep breath and had to explain in a stiff tone: "This selection competition is not just about choosing the spring hunting quota afterwards. It also involves the choice of residence in Xiaolianhua Peak in the future. I will make a decision on what I promised you. You don't have to worry about this, but if the spring school cannot protect the eight mountains at the moment, it will definitely not be a good thing for you. You should know this."

When the elder heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of chill and asked, "What does Elder Song mean?"

Song Yu had no choice but to repeat the content of the rule that Zhao Bailian made, but omitted the part that was forced to threaten by Zhao Bailian with his sword energy. After all, for him, it would be too shameful if something happened later was exposed.

After hearing the whole story of the matter, the elder did not continue to investigate. He just frowned slightly, and after thinking about it in his heart, he left.

Song Yu watched the other party take away most of the people in the hall, and his heart was unstable, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

...

At the same time, on the small lotus peak where Feng Yuanshan, the Supreme Elder of the Qiuzi Sect, was located, in a training room, Feng Yuanshan was having a close conversation with a handsome young man.

After the young man had completely learned about the latter's experience on the main peak from Feng Yuanshankou, he asked: "Master, do I want me to do my best to compete for the first place in the selection competition?"

Feng Yuanshan smiled bitterly and said, "This matter is a bit difficult. Among the four sects of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is okay for the Xia and Dong factions to win the disciples of these two sects with your strength. Even Chen Qinghe, if you give your all, he will never be your opponent. However, when facing such a strong persuasion and threat from the sect leader, the old ghost Song Yu was already trembling at that time. After that, he definitely did not dare to violate the orders and make any trips behind him. So he would definitely hand over the personnel drafted by the sect leader honestly. You also know that although the Chunzi Sect is extremely casual in the selection of previous spring hunters, their real strength has been strong for a long time and should not be underestimated. Zhou Xian even broke through four floors a few days ago when he was less than 20 years old. You must not take it lightly."

When the young man heard this name, his extremely handsome face was a little disdainful, and said disdainfully: "Zhou Xian, if he had not inherited the famous sword red candle given by His Majesty, he would not be my opponent. I guess if he had lost the red candle, he might not be Chen Qinghe, who had been stuck at the top of the three-story building for many years."

After the young man finished speaking, he sighed softly and said, "But with the red candle in his hand, it is really a bit troublesome to defeat him, unless I also use my trump card."

Feng Yuanshan waved his hand and shook his head and said, "No, you can't use that kind of secret technique now, otherwise the master would be followed by the clerk to find out his true identity. That would be more than worth the loss. Moreover, he is already suspicious of me and Song Yu, so we must not act rashly anymore."

Unlike Song Yu, Feng Yunshan did not choose to conceal the embarrassing scene in front of his disciple who was oppressed by Zhao Bailian with his powerful sword energy. When the young man heard the master mention the Lotus Sect Master again, he asked curiously: "Master, is this sect master really as powerful as you said before?"

Regarding this question, Feng Yuanshan had a complicated expression and replied with a wry smile: "Although the master has been stagnant at the top of the six-story building for many years and is only a slight distance from the seven-story building, he still seemed to be a lonely boat facing the entire vast ocean when facing the sect leader's majestic sword intent."

...

On the main peak, Xu Yan took off all his defenses and let the red wind blow continuously. It had been six hours. In this short six hours, he didn't know how much flesh and blood had been taken away by this gray wind. Fortunately, he had the "Bible" that could be said to be the strongest martial art in history, which made him not lose his life under such a terrifying tempering.

The Bible has extremely powerful recovery ability, which is also the only way for him to temper the golden blood. Although he is not enough to exert most of the power in this technique, such as not being able to reborn immediately with one arm, it can at least prevent Xu Yan from being blown away by Chi Feng and showing a bleak situation of white bones.

Therefore, with the help of the Bible, Xu Yan undoubtedly showed an extremely strange phenomenon.

The red wind kept lifting his flesh and blood, and the Bible kept reviving his flesh and blood, and so repeated.

If anyone saw this scene, he would be creepy about it. However, after enduring this crazy and perverted body tempering, the benefits it brought were also obvious. This is like Xu Yan at this moment, after the red wind kept blowing for six hours, the flesh and blood on his body was completely different from being blown away by large pieces at the beginning, because when the gray red wind blew on him, he could only leave extremely shallow wounds on him.

Xu Yan did not stop practicing. He kept his eyes closed and sat cross-legged on the rock. He did not open his eyes suddenly when the second-level red wind blew on him and could no longer leave any marks.

Xu Yan stood up and felt the flesh and blood that were equivalent to all the newly grown flesh on his body. Then he ran the "earth-shaking" part of the Bible and shot sixteen blows in the air. The red winds that were directly hit dissipated invisible. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

According to the strength of his body at this moment, Xu Yan knew very well that he was several times stronger than when he forced the three acupoints to open, but just improving his body strength was far from enough.

So, he followed the sixteen blow-through punches he had made before and moved the fist against the wind again. Until he was hitting thirty-six fists and feeling the shadows of his body, a golden ray of fire dragon-like true energy was finally derived from his body. Then, he controlled this ray of true energy to keep wandering in his body, causing dozens of acupoints around the three opened acupoints that had been forced to break open by this qi, and finally formed a complete luck vein.
Chapter completed!