The entry is immortal

Chapter 51 [Nerd]

……

this day.

On the first floor of the Danding Sutra Pavilion, Wu Xuan, who has joined the Turin Sect for nearly half a year, has not spoken a single word to anyone, which is really outrageous.

He was enjoying it.

"Hey, isn't this Wu Xuan? I thought you died in the monastery, but I didn't expect to stay in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion! Why, do you dislike Deacon Yang's class?"

"Oh, I forgot, you don't even know Deacon Yang."

Wu Xuan frowned and looked at it. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this person seemed to be Sun Huan from the same class as him?

"What do you want?"

"Don't do anything! Why, you also have an opinion when you say a few words?"

Sun Huan raised his chest and looked up, staring at Wu Xuan with eyes that he thought were oppressive, but he didn't know that in his eyes, Sun Huan looked like a mentally retarded person with an underdeveloped cerebellum.

Wu Xuan's tone suddenly became extremely indifferent.

"I didn't mess with you."

"Hehe, how dare you, who is ranked tenth, dare to bully me? If you have the guts, go to the fighting platform and compete?"

Sun Huan didn't take it seriously, and clapped his hands. Suddenly, there was a group of people around him. Their faces were familiar. They should be new disciples in the same class as him.

They all looked like they were on the third or fourth floor of Qi Refining, a bunch of rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs.

"Scum is really a bad mood."

Wu Xuan didn't know what tricks this man was hiding. With a hook of his finger, the spiritual power pulled down the bookshelf under his subtle manipulation.

With a bang, Sun Huan, who hadn't noticed it at all, was directly knocked to the ground by the bookshelf, and the younger brothers around him suddenly panicked and wanted to lift it up.

But was shocked by the sudden sound.

"Junior, gently pick up every book for me. If the pages are damaged, you will stay here to clean up the March Ashes!"

"It's the elder of the Tibetan scriptures!"

A disciple who recognized the voice whispered, and looked at Sun Huan with pity.

Wu Xuan didn't care, clapped his hands, and walked to the attic door.

At this time, the elder's voice sounded next to his ear again, and the other party seemed very puzzled.

"You just left? Do you think I'm old and blind?"

Wu Xuan also whispered.

"Sun Huan will take care of it... oh, it's the guy under the bookshelf~"

Ever since, after more than a month, he saw the sun again.

Soon, he knew the reason why Sun Huan troubled him from Zhao Zhenyi.

"Rookie contest?"

"Yes."

Zhao Zhenyi looked enviously at the layout of Zhu Yu Jingshe, touched left and right, and it took four months to five months. Even if he started to practice immortality from the third level of Qi Refining, Zhao Zhenyi had only broken through the fifth level of Qi Refining not long ago. .

"I heard that the Zhuyu Jingshe is just the lowest cave, and it already has many functions. The small spirit gathering array is also very convenient. Unlike me, I have to compete with my roommates when I practice."

"You will, let's talk about the rookie contest."

"it is good."

Only then did Zhao Zhenyi sit down safely, and he told about the rookie competition vividly, which he also heard from the teacher (the lecturer of the medicine platform).

"The competition for newcomers has always been a custom in the Church of Turin, and it is related to a new round of resource allocation plans."

"How to say?"

"Based on the year of entering the sect, each peak will first compete internally to select the ten strongest newcomers, and then there will be a battle between 120 people from the twelve peaks, and a hundred genius disciples will be ranked."

"This list is also called the Qingyun list. It is specially set up for newcomers, which means that they will be on the rise."

Wu Xuan knocked on the table.

"Speak the key."

"Sun Huan troubled you, there may be a reason for this incident."

"You must know that talent does not equal strength. At least in the early stages of cultivating immortals, the ten people selected by the elders may not necessarily be the strongest."

"Just like Sun Huan, he has no martial arts foundation, let alone combat experience. Starting from scratch, no matter how talented he is, it will take a while."

"And what about the people ranked No.11 and No.12? They won't be soft on their hands, and some disciples have a huge family of cultivators behind them, so they don't lack resources and spells."

"It is bound to compete with you."

"..."

Wu Xuan was speechless.

"What does that have to do with him making trouble for me?"

"Hey, Junior Brother Wu, don't be angry, it's because of a Jindan elder named Shuirou Zhenren in Danding Peak."

"She took a fancy to Sun Huan's water spirit body and Tianshui spirit root, so she set a test. If he can beat the three top ten talented people in the rookie competition, she will accept him as a personal disciple."

"???"

Wu Xuan understands, he really keeps a low profile and is easy to bully.

"It's not just you, Dongfang Ya, who is ranked ninth in Danding Peak, and Wang Ruoxuan, who is ranked eighth, have been harassed by him. You are so good at hiding that you can't be found at all."

"What are Dongfang Ya and Wang Ruoxuan's cultivation?"

"They're all on the sixth level of Qi Refining."

"Can Sun Huan beat them?"

"Can't beat it."

"That's why he gathered his younger brother to harass him, delaying his cultivation, and rushed forward by himself."

"Oh~"

Wu Xuan was amused. He only picked soft persimmons, and let the younger brother drag others to blow himself up.

But now that he is dragged down by the affairs of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, he is probably about to gnash his teeth.

indeed.

Sun Huan, who had been trying to delay other people's time, came to the Cangjing Pavilion today to find a way to specialize in attacking techniques. He met Wu Xuan by accident and developed into what he is now.

Sun Huan watched the pages of the book fall off uncontrollably, feeling extremely gloomy in his heart.

Look back.

"Junior Brother Wu, how is your cultivation level changing now? Are you sure?"

Wu Xuan shook his head.

According to the standards of Earth Lung Blessed Land Martial King, true geniuses have almost built their foundations at this point. After all, the Blessed Land controlled by the Turin Sect is no different from a small world.

How could the top figures among them not compare to the lucky ones in the world of cultivating immortals?
Although they are generally too old, they can't stand being newcomers.

"I already understand, you go back and prepare for the big competition, this is also your chance to stand up."

"I know……"

Pausing for a while, seeing that Wu Xuan hadn't spoken, Zhao Zhenyi walked out, looking back three times at every step.

Wu Xuan understood what he meant, and couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, let me straighten it out for you."

Zhao Zhenyi was overjoyed immediately.

Several hours later, it was getting dark.

"From now on, come and find me every ten days at noon, and I will help you with special training for a period of time."

"Junior brother's great kindness, Zhao Zhenyi will never forget it."

"Okay, go back."

This time it was much easier to leave, Wu Xuan shook his head.

This old Zhao has learned too much, so the environment determines the character...

at night.

After nearly half a year, 16-year-old Wu Xuan opened the entry panel again.

After the transformation of the cultivation base is completed, it is time to consider the issue of gaining the reputation of the Immortal Dao. The rookie competition will be a perfect stage.

Ignore the entries of the martial arts department, and focus on the prestige of immortality.

[Immortal Reputation: 389]

This is the prestige gained during the initial inspection, and it hasn't risen much.

"Extract."

Bookworm (white) - There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.Those who are good at reading must be talented and knowledgeable, like dragons and phoenixes among people!
Bowen strong memory +1, comprehension +1.

(End of this chapter)