Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

She considers herself to be talented and is recognized as the number one genius in the Qingyun Sect.

However, Lin Fan's cultivation at the peak of Qi refining showed shocking energy, which made her start to reflect on her own cultivation.

Jiang Shuiling recalled her cultivation process over the past year or so. She worked tirelessly and finally raised her cultivation to the sixth level of foundation building.

However, facing Lin Fan, she felt unprecedented pressure.

In her mind, Lin Fan's image became taller and taller, as if he was a genius among geniuses, possessing power and potential that was unattainable.

Jiang Shuiling's eyes turned to the direction Xiao Fei left.

The name Xiao Fei caused waves in her heart.

Although she is similar in age, Xiao Fei showed amazing strength in the duel with Lin Fan, and he fought with Lin Fan very well.

This made Jiang Shuiling curious about this mysterious opponent.

Jiang Shuiling was also shocked by the diamond talisman used by Xiao Fei.

She knew that even if the elders of Qingyun Sect worked together, it would be difficult to create a spell with comparable power.

Such strength shows that Xiao Fei is not an ordinary person. His background and abilities are curious.

Every time Lin Fan showed off in the ring, he was full of undisputed strength. He won the first place in this martial arts trial with an absolute advantage.

With his successful promotion, he will not only participate in the second round of martial arts trials, but he is also destined to become an official disciple of Qingyun Sect, and is more likely to become a direct disciple of a certain elder.

In the Qingyun Sect's Elder Hall, the atmosphere seemed particularly solemn and solemn.

Several elders in the hall were sitting on high seats, their eyes piercing through the thick curtains, paying close attention to Lin Fan's every move on the stage.

There is an incense burner burning in the temple, and a faint smoke fills the air, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity.

Lin Fan's performance aroused great interest in them.

The elders sat around a huge stone table with various ancient scrolls and jade slips placed on it.

Their eyes were full of scrutiny and curiosity. Whenever Lin Fan showed off a new skill or magic weapon, they would show different reactions.

"Qiankun Ax!"

An elder exclaimed. His eyes sparkled with interest in this magic weapon.

"Star Slash!"

Another elder's eyes flashed with admiration.

"Psychic macaque!"

"Diamond Talisman!"

"Three-legged Golden Crow!"

Whenever these terms are mentioned, the elders have expressions of thinking on their faces.

They exchanged glances with each other, seeming to be discussing Lin Fan's potential and future.

When Lin Fan casually released pressure on the ring, leaving a ravine on the bluestone, the news caused a sensation in the Elder Hall.

The elders all know that those who can do this are by no means ordinary people.

They began to seriously discuss Lin Fan's future and his position in Qingyun Sect.

In this process, each elder showed his own unique character and attitude.

In the Qingyun Sect's Elder Hall, a tense and serious atmosphere filled the air.

The elder who protects the mountain, an old man with a stern face wearing a thick Taoist robe, is looking at the elder with anger.

His words were like a cold wind blowing through the hall, making the atmosphere even more solemn.

"Elder Jieyin, you did a good job! Look at how many outstanding disciples you have ignored!"

The voice of the mountain guardian elder was full of blame and dissatisfaction.

His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate the soul of the elder.

Elder Jie Ying, an old man with a kind face and simple Taoist robes, lowered his head and remained silent after hearing these words.

The body leaned forward slightly, seeming to be under tremendous pressure.

There was a hint of helplessness and confusion in his expression, and he was obviously unable to defend himself against the accusations made by the mountain guardian elder.

At this time, Elder Xuan Bing spoke calmly and said: "Actually, this cannot be blamed on Elder Jie Ying. Cultivation depends on the inheritance of teachers and opportunities. Who knows what opportunities Lin Fan encountered in this year!"

Elder Xuan Bing's words were full of wisdom and deep thought, and his eyes shone with a profound light.

Elder Alchemy, an old man with a gentle face and lively eyes, nodded in agreement after hearing what Elder Xuan Bing said.

As one of the people who tested Lin Fan's spiritual root back then, the alchemy elder felt the same responsibility for this matter, and there was a trace of remorse and contemplation on his face.

When the elder Hushan saw Elder Xuan Bing talking, he immediately pointed the finger at him.

His tone became even sharper: "How did that Xiao Fei get in? Is he an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect?"

His eyes flashed with suspicion and dissatisfaction.

In the Qingyun Sect's Elder Hall, the air was solemn, as if every breath was filled with tension and depression.

When Elder Xuan Bing faced the sharp questioning from the elder protecting the mountain, his expression remained calm, but the depth in his eyes revealed the fluctuations in his heart.

Elder Xuan Bing knew that it was indeed his idea to include Big Iron Hammer, Meng Ge and others in the Qingyun Sect's martial arts competition.

His decision was initially strongly opposed by the mountain guardian elders.

As for the current result, Big Hammer was seriously injured, Meng Ge died, and Lin Fan stood out.

All these developments made Elder Xuan Bing feel extremely annoyed, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions.

In the Elder Hall, the eyes of other elders moved back and forth between Elder Xuan Bing and Elder Hushan.

Their expressions were different, some looked worried, others were pensive, and the whole atmosphere was full of heaviness.

Faced with the questioning of the mountain guard elder, Elder Xuan Bing smiled bitterly, his voice was gentle but with a hint of firmness: "At the beginning, I also wanted to increase the intensity of this martial arts trial and select better talents. Without Brother Meng and Big Hammer, how do you know Lin Fan is so powerful!"

Although Elder Xuan Bing's words were somewhat forceful, his eyes insisted on his position, believing that this was for the long-term interests of the Qingyun Sect.

After hearing this, the mountain guard elder's face became even more angry. His brows were furrowed and his hands were clenched, as if he might explode at any time.

His eyes flashed with dissatisfaction and indignation, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Elder Xuan Bing's explanation.

In the Elder Hall, Elder Xuan Bing stood in the center. His eyes moved among the elders around him. Facing their doubts and puzzled looks, he was silently questioning Murong Yunfei's decision in his heart. Cross-examination.

There was a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes. If Murong Yunfei hadn't proposed using the martial arts competition to get rid of Lin Fan, they wouldn't have fallen into such a difficult situation.

Originally, Elder Xuan Bing thought that Lin Fan was just an ordinary outer disciple, and what would happen even if he died.

I didn't expect Lin Fan to be so good.

This was beyond his expectation.

Elder Xuan Bing frowned slightly and secretly greeted Murong Yunfei's eighteenth generation of ancestors in his heart.

His hands gently stroked his beard, and his eyes revealed a trace of annoyance and helplessness.

Facing the elders' doubts, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Lin Fan's appearance undoubtedly disrupted their original plan.

His thoughts drifted to Lin Fan, the young man who suddenly emerged in the martial arts trial.

He knew that based on Lin Fan's current performance, it would not be difficult to get first place in the second round of martial arts trials.

However, what followed was a series of questions:

Where did Lin Fan get the powerful Qiankun Ax?

How did he tame the legendary three-legged Golden Crow?

What is Lin Fan's background?

Elder Xuan Bing's eyes gradually became deeper, and his sight seemed to pass through the high wall of the Elder's Hall and cast towards the distant sky.