As soon as the four rays of light appeared, they dispersed and headed towards their respective masters.
Elder Zhu was expressionless. He didn't ask what the outcome was. He summoned a cloud of smoke and enveloped his two disciples. Without saying a word, he flew up and left.
Elder Hu saw his disciple Zhu Qingsong land in front of the bed. He came up and bowed before standing there in silence. It was obvious that he was a bit lonely.
He sighed inwardly and comforted in a gentle voice, "Qingsong, none of the opponents here are your match. There's no need to worry about winning or losing. Follow me back to my abode."
After comforting him, he waved his sleeves and released layers of smoke that enveloped his disciples before flying south.
Liu Yanyi arrived at Zhang Yan's bed and bowed. "Honored Master, disciple was lucky enough to obtain first place in the competition."
Although he had already expected such an outcome, Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel happy. He nodded with a smile and went forward to help her up. "Good, good, good. Disciple, please get up."
Liu Dayan obtained first place in the competition of the disciples of the Mystic Light Realm. According to the rules of the sect, she would be rewarded with three pills and could also choose a blessed land in the Great Swallow Dragon Lake to cultivate.
The abode wasn't important. Zhang Yan had the Bright Nether Heavenly Lake in his hands, so he didn't really care about it. However, if Liu Yanyi wanted to open up a place and accept disciples in the future, it would be more convenient.
The most valuable thing she obtained from the competition was that she could choose one cultivation technique from the five techniques and three scriptures to cultivate.
This cultivation technique was extremely rare. It was a cultivation technique that led to the Great Dao. Apart from obtaining first place in the competition, only those who had made three great contributions could obtain it.
As for disciples like Xiao He, he was only able to cultivate it because the clan helped him complete the cultivation technique. Even so, he couldn't obtain the complete cultivation technique.
With Liu Yanyi's current cultivation level, if she cultivated step by step in the sect and slowly accumulated merits, she might not be able to learn this cultivation technique even if she reached the Core Transformation Realm.
Now that she had obtained first place in the Grand Competition, all she had to do was go to the Merit Court to receive the reward, and then she could start cultivating.
The sect held a major competition every twenty-four years. If one's cultivation wasn't enough and missed it once, they would have to wait another twenty-four years. Liu Yanyi, on the other hand, would definitely be one step ahead of her peers. In the future, she might even be like Zhang Yan and compete for the position of the top ten disciples.
Although Zhang Yan had great ambitions, Just Now, those aristocratic family disciples were saying that his foundation was shallow. Although they were mocking him, they weren't wrong.
The Clear Nether Heavenly Lake was such a large paradise. It would be a lie to say that no one coveted it. It was just that they had not found a suitable excuse. In addition, the master and disciple lineage and the Celestial Sect of Wonders Aristocratic Families were currently fighting against each other, so no one cared about him.
However, once he became one of the top ten disciples, it would not be easy to topple him.
It was just that each of the top ten disciples had their own roots, branches, and leaves that worked for them, while the Clear Nether Heavenly Lake was only supported by Zhang Yan alone. Even if Lu Meiniang, her younger brother, and Monster Queen Jun Yue stayed here, it would still be far from enough. Moreover, they were not on his side.
However, Liu Yanyi was different. This disciple had excellent aptitude, was clever, and respected her master. If she could become a Core Transformation cultivator soon, she would be a great help to him.
After helping Liu Yanyi up, Zhang Yan shouted and flew on the flying couch. Not long after, he returned to the pavilion where the Wang sisters were. After landing, the Wang sisters and Tian Kun hurriedly came up to greet their master. After a short conversation, they found out that Eldest Senior Sister had won the disciple competition. They all cheered happily and came up to congratulate her.
When he was free, Zhang Yan called Liu Yanyi over and asked her about the details of the battle. Liu Yanyi was somewhat puzzled and said: "Benevolent Master, it is strange. The last battle was supposed to be between me, Yuan Yanhui and Weng Zhiyuan, but unexpectedly the two of them admitted defeat and did not fight, allowing disciple to take first place. When disciple asked the reason, Yuan Yanhui only said that it was difficult to disobey Master's orders and refused to say anything else."
Zhang Yan thought about it carefully and guessed that it was Elder Zhu's order.
He secretly thought to himself, "This Elder Zhu is quite decisive, knowing that Yan Yi has an esper in her hands, she will not be able to do so."
My disciple definitely can't win, so I might as well let go. Taking the initiative to retreat like this is also a gesture of goodwill. In the future, I can still save some face. "
But Just Now, when he thought of this, he suddenly thought of something else. "Wait!"
This "Five Spirits White Carp Shuttle" was already in his hands. It was no secret in the sect. Many disciples from influential families did not come this time because they knew they couldn't win against this talisman and didn't want to embarrass themselves. How could a smart person like Elder Zhu not know about this?
He must have thought that he might have lent this magic treasure to his disciple. Perhaps he was hoping for a fluke in his heart. If he didn't lend the magic treasure, then he would let his disciple fight for first place. If Liu Yanyi had this magic treasure, then she would just bow her head and admit defeat.
Although Zhang Yan didn't have much contact with Elder Zhu, he could see that this was not a person without a plan. With the old man's temperament, he would definitely have made arrangements beforehand. It definitely wouldn't be an impromptu decision.
What he did outside the valley just now was probably just a show for him to see, to make him feel a little guilty and feel that he owed him a favor.
These twists and turns, Zhang Yan's mind spun, and in an instant, he understood everything clearly and clearly.
He laughed coldly. This old man was clearly playing with his mind again, and his intentions were not right. He thought to himself, "I originally wanted you to suffer a bit, but seeing that your lifespan is approaching its end, I won't look for trouble with you. Otherwise, people who don't understand will say that I'm bullying you. I'll put it on your disciple first."
But the day after tomorrow was the sect competition. It seemed that this kind of thing could only be discussed after the competition. He said a few more words of encouragement to Yanyi, then went to the pavilion and sat down. He held his breath and concentrated. In just a moment, he cut off all the distracting thoughts in his mind and went into a meditative state.
Pan Chi Island, inside the Jade Osmanthus Palace.
Priest Mo was pacing back and forth in front of the palace. He looked up at the sky and said to a young Daoist beside him, "Will Junior Martial Brother Feng really come out in a few days?"
The young Daoist bowed and said, "Senior Martial Uncle Mo, my teacher said so.
He glanced at Priest Mo and said, "Don't worry, Senior Martial Uncle. When my teacher takes the medicine, he will be protected by joss sticks and candles. He will be fine."
Priest Mo shook his head. Ever since Feng Zhen learned that little divine ability from his teacher, he had been practicing it day and night. In the past two years, he had also gone into closed-door cultivation from time to time. However, when Priest Mo sparred with him in private, he found that he didn't make much progress.
Until three months ago, when Feng Zhen suddenly said that he was going into a closed-door cultivation, Priest Mo had been trying to persuade him. Eventually, Priest Mo could only let him be.
For a closed-door cultivation like this, when a cultivator had reached a dead end, he had no choice but to take the 'Peacefulness Powder' and try to find a trace of mystery in his imagination.
But once this medicine was taken, he would forget about worldly possessions and wouldn't know how long he would spend. He might even be lost in the dust forever and sink into the unfounded world. It was extremely dangerous.
Moreover, three months had passed in a flash. In another two days, it would be the sect competition. Du De could summon the disciples to gather at any time and head to the Honglie Continent. If they didn't arrive by then, expulsion from the sect was a small matter, but it was very likely that they would lose their lives.
Priest Mo and Feng Zhen were close friends. It was rare for them to get along well with each other in the sect. At this moment, he couldn't help but look worried.
He sighed and said, "Junior Martial Brother Feng entered the Dao ten years earlier than Zhang Yan. If we compare, his foundation can be said to be deep. Even if he couldn't comprehend this divine ability, he might not win. However, that Zhang Yan, why would he need to go into closed-door cultivation?"
That Priest Mo immediately lowered his head. This matter involved his own master. Priest Mo could speak, but how could he rashly comment?
Priest Mo secretly guessed that Feng Zhen's reckless cultivation was very likely because he was afraid of the 'Five-spirits White Carp Shuttle' in Zhang Yan's hands. However, he had the clan's rare treasure in his hands, and it wasn't like this Junior Martial Brother didn't know. Although this treasure couldn't be compared to the Black Shuttle, it was enough to protect himself. At worst, he could just lend it to him, why did he have to risk his life like this?
Just as he was sighing, he suddenly heard a rumble from the hall. His feet trembled slightly and a wave of heat surged out. Even with his profound cultivation, he still felt a wave of heat. Then, he heard a wild laugh. Joy appeared on his face, and with a stomp, he turned into a wisp of red smoke and entered the main hall.
Inside the main hall, he landed on the ground and saw that the surroundings were filled with billowing black smoke. Even he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. He took a sniff and felt a burning sensation invading his abdomen, burning his mouth and nose. He couldn't help but be shocked and took a step back. He circulated his cultivation to protect his seven apertures and said loudly, "Has Junior Martial Brother Feng come out of his seclusion?"
As soon as this voice came out, the smoke in the main hall suddenly moved, and then they were all thrown in one direction. When most of the smoke had dispersed, Priest Mo fixed his eyes on it and saw Feng Zhen standing in the main hall with his back facing him. His sleeves were rippling and sucking in the remaining smoke and fire.
Priest Mo walked up and saw that Feng Zhen's hair had already turned red. He was instantly shocked and said, "Junior Martial Brother, you …"
Feng Zhen turned around and saw Priest Mo. He laughed loudly and said, "Senior Martial Brother, the Heavens have blessed me. Just Now, I have completely understood the supernatural power that Master gave me. Now that I've run into Zhang Yan again, no matter what kind of superior cultivation method he has learned, I will definitely be able to take him down."
Priest Mo carefully looked at Feng Zhen a few times and saw that his eyes were filled with ruthlessness. Around his eyes were lines of fire patterns that slowly floated and appeared with each breath he took. It was incomparably strange, and he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.
The Xuan cultivation methods and supernatural powers that were cultivated in Qincang School were all orthodox Xuan Men. They had to be cultivated step by step and needed to be slowly honed. It was extremely difficult to cultivate to the minor stage in less than three years, and it was common sense that he couldn't cultivate it. However, Feng Zhen was in a hurry to cultivate and said that it was an order from his Master, so he couldn't stop him. But seeing Feng Zhen's appearance, it seemed that he had taken the 'Peacefulness Powder' and his mind had been affected. Unconsciously, he walked over and carefully looked at Feng Zhen. In a low voice, he said, "Shidi, do you feel that something is wrong?"
Feng Zhen's expression was somewhat displeased. He said, "Wrong? What's wrong? Hmph! Junior Martial Brother, I am very good. "
Priest Mo frowned and asked, "Then what kind of supernatural power did Master teach me? Junior Martial Brother was unwilling to tell me that day. Can you tell me now? "
Hearing Priest Mo ask about this supernatural power, Feng Zhen laughed loudly and said, "The power that Master taught me is great, and can't be explained clearly with mere words. Come, come, come, let me spar with Senior Martial Brother. Then you will know the power of this minor supernatural power."
Just as Priest Mo was about to speak, he suddenly heard the sound of a bell coming from afar. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even Feng Zhen's expression tightened.
Priest Mo turned his head to the west and said solemnly, "This is Master summoning the disciples from the palace to participate in the Grand Competition. Junior Martial Brother, quickly pack up and follow me."
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