The strong man who came out of the miracle

"Snapped!"

Back to Jinggu, the bamboo house in the middle of the lake!

Master Wu Huigu was extremely angry, and he placed his palm on the table.

Wu Yue told the scene that happened in the Tianhui Taoist place before, which made Wuhui Guzhu so angry, Wu Yue said: "Thanks to Elder Xiao who arrived in time, there are many managers in the Tianhui Taoist Temple. cat!"

"The elders have the highest status. They can intervene in the management of all dojos and exercise the power of the elders. These are nothing, but the people in charge of the Tianhui Dojo reveal the attitude of many people in the Holy Land. The Holy Land has no status at all, I hope Ye Yun can make the Holy Land go up and down this time, and change my Huijing Valley!" Not long after Wuhui Valley Master got angry, he recovered his natural expression and began to communicate with Wu Yue in detail.

Three years, for monks, passed in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, most of the disciples of Huijing Valley gathered in front of the purple bamboo forest in Ye Yun's dojo, waiting for Ye Yun.

After Ye Yun appeared, it was as if a big man was coming, one by one disciples followed behind to cheer and cheer, came to the center of the lake, and flew to the Tianhui Dojo together with Wuhui Guzhu.

They were about to arrive at the Tianhui Dojo, and there were many registered disciples behind, not to mention how happy they were, for the first time in their lives, they could enter the Tianhui Dojo.

However, Ye Yun remained silent, because he was listening to the advice from Master Wuhui: "Good boy, you have lived up to my expectations. In more than ten years, you have gone from the first rank to the fifth rank. Chubu God, just around the corner. This time, you have to perform well in the competition. As you said, do your best. If you can win, you must seize the opportunity. From your entry to the present, there are many eyes watching you , although it did not appear in front of your eyes, I look forward to any performance from you one by one!"

"The disciple understands that because I come from the fairy world, I must have unique abilities. If it proves that I am a mediocre person, no one will pay attention to me from now on. For the Holy Land, for myself , will have a self-evident impact!"

All kinds of practice in the mortal world and the fairy world have made Ye Yun no longer have distracting thoughts. In front of Wuhui Guzhu, he showed the confidence that he will not be chaotic in the face of danger, and his Dao heart will not be extinguished.

Master Wuhui was slightly startled, and then said with deep meaning: "As the master of the valley and the person in charge of Huijing Valley, I am just a disciple of the Holy Land, and I also have my own thoughts. , I'm happy for you, little disciple, don't be afraid of giants, you have this confidence, the Holy Land will not be able to restrain you in the future, but you must also remember that you can never violate the Holy Land, even if the Holy Land is in the future, If you really do something wrong to you, you'd better treat it kindly. Look at how many official disciples Tianhui Daochang has, more than 2 disciples, what kind of talent and ability are needed to stand out and let others see your strength? Different!"

From a bird's eye view, there are indeed tens of thousands of people, most of them are central gods, and there are very few upper gods. It seems that most of them are formal disciples, there are very few elite disciples, and very few core disciples, almost none.

Looking at the dojo square full of people is really encouraging, but for Ye Yun, he has experienced too much glory and knows that everything is just a cloud. His main purpose of coming to the God Realm is not just to rescue the dream Yu, even more for the sake of it, has no other distractions, reaches the end of cultivation, and becomes the supreme god like Shenluo and Dark Thunder God.

In his mind, there is only this huge thought now, what glory, what genius, he has experienced too much, and only the true meaning of the Dao is the only pursuit he has left now.

"Back to the Jing Valley..."

With more than 100 disciples descending on the square, they immediately attracted the attention of most of the disciples. Some sighed, some were surprised, but most of them were ridiculed.

"In the history of our holy land, there has never been a registered ashram that has participated in an official exchange competition..."

Following the disciples of Huijing Valley, under the leadership of Wu Huigu, they walked to one side calmly, and a large number of disciples were communicating.

"He is Ye Yun from the fairy world. When he stepped into the Holy Land, he became an official disciple. Unfortunately, his realm is too weak. Even if the Holy Land valued his potential, he had no choice but to let this kind of ants enter the Sutra Valley!"

"I heard that the three geniuses from Hongdao Holy Land, Tai'an Holy Land, and Tianzang Holy Land came from the fairy world. Two of them have special physiques, and one is the inheritor of great supernatural powers!"

"Two special physiques, shocking the whole kingdom of God, everyone is saying that two special physiques have finally been born in the kingdom of ten directions!"

"That's right, there are countless comprehension forces in the Divine Kingdom of the Ten Directions. Which one of them doesn't know that each of the four holy lands has accepted a genius disciple from the fairy world. Unfortunately, everyone is saying that the ones accepted by my holy land are among the four. The most ordinary person!"

"So what? He's either a beginner or a formal disciple. This time, he broke the tradition and participated in the exchange competition as a disciple of Huijinggu!"

"Whether it's a mule or a horse, we'll see the outcome in the competition!"

"You must meet me. In front of countless disciples, stewards and elders in the Holy Land, I will trample this genius who comes from a genius under his feet!"

"Hey, I'm afraid this good opportunity won't be your turn, right?"

From all sides, there were bursts of introductory voices, which were endless.

Even if Ye Yun didn't use the Heavenly Hearer, he could still hear the voice clearly, his expression was natural, there was nothing left, let him care about it, and when he went back to the Sutra Valley, which one of the disciples was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but he could only bow his head Silent.

Master Wuhuigu pretended he didn't hear, and let all the disciples sit down in the seats belonging to Huijinggu, and then brought Ye Yun to the front of the square to meet Lintong and other stewards. , Ye Yun also threw his identity token into the formation.

Once the match starts, people will control the formation and randomly select the disciples for the match.

Returning to the seat, Ye Yun scanned the surroundings and found Xiao Jun and several elders sitting above the Tianhui Dojo, and there were indeed some disciples from the Holy Land, sitting in the crowd as an observation group, waiting for the competition to start.

Of course, there are also very few disciples from Tai'an Holy Land, Tianzang Holy Land, and Hongdao Holy Land.

"All the three holy places have sent disciples. It seems that any movement of the competition will be conveyed to the three holy places through them. That's good. I'm just looking for an opportunity to let Wanhai, Chiyun, and Longlong know about me. This competition is a great opportunity!"

Ye Yun was even more determined, determined to show off his skills in the competition.

"Om..."

On the rostrum, an old man struck a big gong.

The sound of the gong resounded, reverberating among the peaks of the Tianhui Dojo, tens of thousands of disciples calmed down.

"Before the start of the competition, announce the rules. Fighting is not allowed. It's just an exchange of Taoism. The loser must not take any revenge. Once found out, the Holy Land will be expelled. All applicants will be rewarded with a corresponding internal strength pill, and the winner Those who win one game in a row, get three more internal strength pills, the more times they win in a row, the richer the rewards they will get, and they will attract the attention of the elite dojo, and become the object of their training!"

A steward released Hong Yin, Yang Kong said.

Immediately, many formal disciples showed eagerness to fight. It is self-evident how much the inner strength pill of the middle god level will help them practice at the same level.

Next, a few disciples activated the divine seal, and ten pairs of tokens flew out in an instant.

Then, around the square, twenty official disciples flew out, including men and women, and Zheng Yuandao, who Ye Yun had seen, was among them.

A large barrier was condensed in the center of the square. After the twenty disciples saluted their opponents, as the gong sounded, the disciples quickly attacked each other.

Either boxing, heretic methods, or the release of Taoism at the beginning, one after another divine lights flashed blindingly.

"The divine arts of the middle gods are indeed more than a dozen levels higher than those of the lower gods. For example, the ninety-nine sword energy released in their hands completely surpassed the height condensed by Wuyue that day!"

With his delicate eyes, he glanced at the disciples of the middle gods who were fighting each other. Without comparison, he could already see that the middle gods absolutely surpassed the lower gods in terms of magic skills, divine essence, speed, and sensing power, not by a single star. The gods of the lower ranks are no match for the moves of the middle gods of the first rank.

The divine arts practiced by the disciples of the central gods are too advanced, driven by their central gods and gods, the area and power of the divine arts will naturally increase to a corresponding height.

"Zheng Yuandao, Li Ran, Huang Yu...winners, wait for the end of the first round to participate in the second round!"

In just half an hour, the ten matches were over. The disciples led by Zheng Yuandao won the victory, especially Zheng Yuandao, who won easily. They completely surpassed their opponents in terms of divine skills, divine energy, speed, etc., and they are worthy of being the genius disciples of Tianhui Taoist Temple.

"Om..."

The rostrum activated another ten pairs of tokens. Ye Yun didn't expect his breath to flicker with the appearance of the tokens. In an instant, the disciples returning to Jinggu and the surrounding official disciples all stared at Ye Yun.

He stood up slowly and walked towards the center, unlike other disciples who flew into the center.

Wuhui Guzhu didn't give any instructions, just watched Ye Yun go away quietly.

"Brother Xiao, you are right. Ye Yun is really a rare genius. He has reached the fifth rank in just over ten years..."

Above, a few elders floating in mid-air, together with some old men, a dozen or so people almost all looked at Xiao Jun, marveling at Ye Yun's current state.

"For a disciple with potential, it is normal for a lower god to have more than ten years. What's more, he is from the fairy world. Without this talent, can he live up to the expectations of the Holy Land?" Xiao Jun acted naturally, as if Ye Yun had the current strength. Cultivation is natural.

"That Ye Yun from the fairy world, the opponent is Lu Junfeng!"

"Although Lu Junfeng is not a genius, he still has the power of a second-tier middle god. It seems that we are all unlucky, and Lu Junfeng took a big advantage!"

Many disciples sighed.

Most of the disciples' eyes naturally fell on the enchantment where Ye Yun and a young disciple were.

"Senior Brother Lu, please!" Ye Yun saluted first.

"Be careful!" Lu Junfeng didn't have a domineering aura, and after returning the salute, the aura of the Central God began to erupt.

Ye Yun also unleashes the aura of a fifth-level lower god. Compared with the opponent, there is a world of difference. One is a giant, and the other is a child who has just been born and has not yet learned to walk.

"Om..."

Gong, strike!

"Sword control!" Lu Junfeng took a step forward, and made a few divine seals with both hands, and saw more than a dozen sword qi, exuding pure spirit, appearing from around him, stabbing at Ye Yun with a few hissing sounds.

At this moment, countless disciples' eyes fell on Ye Yun.

There is no doubt that Ye Yun will definitely lose, and he will be insulted.

How many vanity eyes, want to look at the genius of the Holy Land, the result is a ruin of nothing.

"No phantom!"

Facing the extremely fast and frighteningly powerful dozens of sword qi, Ye Yun instantly formed seals, displaying his other unique technique, the way of nothing.

A scene that shocked countless disciples happened, Ye Yun actually dodged among more than a dozen sword qis with a vacant movement technique, brushed past the sword qi, and narrowly escaped shaving his head.

However, Ye Yun did not receive any damage, instead flashing out of the attacking range of the sword energy.