It took almost a day to successfully break through to the fourth level. Xu Yan still had no intention of stopping. However, just as he packed up his belongings and was about to continue climbing up, a shocking bird rushed towards him at the foot of the mountain.

The visitor did not step on any flying sword, but could truly control the air by relying on his own body. This is undoubtedly a means that only when he reached the upper three realms. As for worldly martial arts, he had to reach the seventh level before he could do so.

When Xu Yan saw the white light from afar, he knew that the person coming was his master Zhao Bailian. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking in his heart that it seemed impossible to improve the level of martial arts cultivation to the fifth level.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Bailian rushed to Xu Yan. He stopped behind him and felt the gray fog that kept blowing around him. He couldn't help frowning. But seeing that Xu Yan could stand in the wind safely at this moment, the worry that had touched his throat gradually subsided.

As an eight-story sword cultivator, Zhao Bailian's eyes were naturally very unique. She just glanced at the other party and noticed the aura of martial arts cultivator emitted from Xu Yan. However, he had no old-fashioned opinions on this matter, but said in a serious tone: "The path you chose is not easy to walk. I am worried that you will not be able to chew too much, so you should do it yourself."

Xu Yan thought that even if the other party didn't know how to ask the bottom line about his martial arts practice, he would at least ask some questions in this regard. Therefore, he had even thought of a set of rhetoric in his heart, but he didn't expect that the other party was not only not concerned at all, nor was he surprised at all. He just reminded him out of kindness, which made Xu Yan feel a little silenced for a moment, and he had to nod and say that he knew.

As if he knew Xu Yan's doubts, Zhao Bailian looked up at the main peak, but in fact she couldn't see anything, because starting from the area where there was red wind, the monotonous and dull gray blocked all the scenery above the peak.

Zhao Bailian suddenly said, "To be honest, I have tried to ask fellow practitioners of Jianwu back then, but in the end I failed."

Seeing Xu Yan's curious eyes with a little suspicious curious look, Zhao Bailian continued to mock herself: "I originally thought that when my body strengthens, for example, after reaching the seventh level, I could go to the top to find my master's corpse. But I didn't expect that because my sword cultivation level was too early to enter the eighth floor, the Qi Mansion in my body had already been fixed, and it was impossible to open the acupoints. So when I reached the third level and was about to enter the fourth level, I found that in the key step of condensing true qi, I could not succeed anymore, so I had to give up, unless... unless I was willing to disperse the Qi Mansion in my body and disperse the cultivation level on the sword path."

Xu Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a bit too much of a loss."

Zhao Bailian nodded in agreement and said, "Looking at how you can move freely under this strange wind without being peeled off, I guess you must have successfully broken through to the fourth level, right? It's funny to say that you are a sword-cultivating genius with a celestial spirit root constitution, but you didn't expect that you seem to have higher talent in martial arts."

Xu Yan did not choose to hide the martial arts cultivation and replied bluntly: "Well, it's just a short time since the breakthrough. If the master hadn't come, I was planning to continue climbing up and take a look."

Zhao Bailian shook her head and replied, "This matter will be done after the spring hunting is over. Let's see if you have time. Now I have to pick you up and let you participate in the Baishan Spring Hunting quota selection. The master has arranged you in the list of the Winter Sect. You only need to be in the top twenty for this selection competition. However, if you are interested in the rewards set by the sect, you might as well compete for the top ranking. If you are not good, just treat it as a way to communicate with the disciples of major sects in advance.

Xu Yan had no objection to this, so he prepared to follow Zhao Bailian down the mountain.

Zhao Bailian did not choose to waste time, so she grabbed Xu Yan's arm directly, and then the two of them rose up directly.

Aside from both ears, the cold wind whistles.

When the two flew over the Seven Star Pier, which was covered by the vast white snow, Zhao Bailian suddenly asked loudly: "Have you ever felt the real wonder of this big array?"

Xu Yan asked in confusion: "Can you drive away the cold?"

Zhao Bailian was amused and crying, "How long have you been practicing swords in the formation before?"

“Twenty-three days.”

"Then my master tells you that it has only been five days since I sent you up the mountain that day until my current location."

Xu Yan felt a sudden realization in his heart, thinking, no wonder Zhao Bailian was hesitant when introducing this formation, saying that it could last about 'one month'. Now it seems that after the formation is activated, the time inside is about six times slower than that in the outside world.

However, before Xu Yan could come to his senses, the two of them had already arrived at the martial arts training square of the Lotus Sect. At this moment, at first glance, there were hundreds of people gathered, including 90% of them, the inner disciples of the four sects of spring, summer, autumn and winter. There were only more than twenty people, and they were still outer disciples. In addition, there was another person wearing the elders assigned by the sect.

This person is Zhou Xian, a disciple of the Chunzi Sect who has entered the four floors of less than twenty years.

...

After Zhao Bailian put down Xu Yan, she said to him: "Go to the border elder to draw lots, now you are the only one who hasn't drawn lots yet."

Xu Yan nodded and walked straight to the side of the elder.

However, when he walked along the way and passed by several disciples of the Chun-sect sect around him, he heard someone say from the other party's crowd: "Senior Brother Ma, you are really drawing... It's really hard to know what to say. There are 120 draws, and they must have 60 of them into two bamboo tubes, but you will draw the first game of the first round."

When the disciple of Chunzi, named Ma, heard this, he looked at the bamboo sticks with vermilion paint in his hand with 'First Round, Game 1' and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I didn't know that my luck would be so bad, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, we are the few outer disciples in this selection competition. If we really want to fight against them, such as the inner disciples, we have little chance of winning, and we will be eliminated sooner or later, just hope that we won't lose too ugly."

When he heard what the young man surnamed Ma said, a woman next to him who looked quite heroic and said unconvinced: "Senior Brother Ma doesn't have to be so arrogant."

She glanced at the inner disciples of the Chun-sect who were following Zhou Xian's horse in the distance, and then said disdainfully: "These people just occupy more cultivation resources than us on weekdays, and have reached three levels. If we really had the cultivation level and combat experience, we would not be worse than them. And if we hadn't offended the Zhou surname, we would have been inner disciples long ago. I would have to see who is stronger when I face these inner disciples."

...

After hearing the woman's harsh words, Xu Yan, who was walking aside, couldn't help but turn her head to look at her, but for this, she didn't care about it very much, but she realized in her heart that it seemed that not everyone among the disciples of the same sect gathered together.

Immediately, he walked to the position of the lineman and began to draw bamboo sticks after explaining the reason to the other party. However, it was obvious that he no longer needed to draw lots at all, because among the two huge bamboo tubes, there was only the last bamboo stick left alone.

Xu Yan picked up the bamboo stick, glanced at the text on it, and immediately had a look of stuttering on his face. If it weren't for the linebacker's elder staring at the whole lottery process coldly, he even doubted whether someone deliberately made a game in this lottery.

The expression of the linebacker elder Xu Yan was in sight, and he just said coldly: "Come on your number quickly, I will record it in the book."

After hearing this, Xu Yan spoke and replied: "The first round, the first game."
Chapter completed!