Luo Hou?

Eighteen Luo?

Guiyuexiang?

Listening to these names in his ears, Jin Ling quickly collected the news recently sent by Qixintang. Although the news was not very detailed, he still mentioned these people. These people were all young and focused on training among the three major sects. They are as old as him, but their strength and cultivation are unfathomable.

As for being so surprised. Since it is so powerful, what's the point of participating in a sect competition and showing its strength? How can others know that they are powerful if they don't show it?

He didn't agree with it, but the shock of other outer disciples was only stronger than Feng Ruohan. Many disciples had a sense of awe on their faces.

Unlike the Chaihuo Team, they have been practicing inside and outside the sect all day long, and have come into contact with strong people outside the sect many times, and they know that there are mountains and seas and people outside the people. The strength and heritage of other major sects are not much given up compared with Shanhai Sect. Moreover, Shanhai Sect emphasizes the cultivation aura of high mountains and deep seas, and does not deliberately show itself, so that some strong disciples of the sect are not as famous as those of the other three sects.

These disciples from the three major sects are indeed extremely powerful. At age, they have already done many extraordinary things and made such a big name outside.

Zhong Xigui and six inner disciples looked at Feng Ruohan and the disciples present with horror, and their faces were full of sneering and contempt.

One of them was sixteen or seventeen years old, not tall, and fair-skinned, high-level Immortal Sect’s cultivation level, and said in disdain: “Look at the appearance of these guys who have never seen the world, just because they really went to the four sect competitions, they were all rolling down one by one!”

"Yes, let's roll up the bedding and get out of here. This competition will be taken over by our inner door!" A middle-level immortal sect-level boy next to him with a knotted muscles and a very strong and strong look next to him.

After hearing their sarcastic words in public, the disciples of the training team on the field looked very embarrassed. However, the other party's overall cultivation is one level larger than those of them, and their strength is in front of them, and they cannot admit the gap.

Just as the air in the field was stagnant and embarrassed, a voice suddenly came from an inconsistent voice: "Who is farting? It smells so smelly! It smells so smelly!"

Um?

Everyone present was stunned and suspected that they had heard it wrong. In a kind-hearted occasion, someone dared to make fun of such a major matter? And they were so sharp and mean?

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the direction of the speaker.

Then he saw Jin Ling holding a piece of cigarette in his mouth, leisurely spewing out the smoke, as if after this, the situation at the scene was nothing to do with him anymore.

"Who are you? How dare you be here!" The young disciple of the middle-level Immortal Sect with a muscle sting angrily shouted.

"This is our outer gate territory, the outer gate training team, who are you? How dare you fart here and affect the air quality?" Jin Ling rolled his eyes and cared about it.

Although I can't understand what the word air quality is, it must be nothing good. The muscle boy was furious and shouted: "You are so confident, I must be very powerful! Xuan Kai, the inner door, learn your tricks!"

When he finished this, the young man from Baijing's senior immortal sect next to him gave him a look of praise in time. These inner disciples all knew that if these young men who had been training for five months were given up directly, they would definitely not be convinced. They should find an excuse to establish their authority.

Now it happened that someone gave them a pillow just after dozing off. Jin Ling made a provocation and gave them an excuse to establish their authority.

Since Xuan Kai spoke out to challenge him, with Jin Ling's personality, of course he would not be afraid to fight. However, the guy in front of him was bigger than Wang Tong, and his immortal power was stronger than that of the two levels. He could not be said to each other at the same time, nor could he be careless.

"Okay. A disciple of the firewood team in the outer gate, a senior immortal, Jin Ling, learn the skills of the senior brother in the inner gate!"

Jin Ling had just reported to his home, and several inner disciples on the opposite side, including Xuan Kai in front of him, were stunned. Then he burst into laughter and burst into tears: "Chaihuo Team? Just the outer door is making a joke. The disciples of the Chaihuo Team have all taken it out to participate in the competition! It's so embarrassing to go to grandma's house!"

Especially Xuan Kai, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and even picked up his stomach. He was tall, loud and loud, and laughed like a bell, which made the training team's yard buzzing and echoing constantly.

Even Zhong Xigui, who was leading the inner gate, couldn't help but smile on his face, which was originally grim.

Listening to the inner disciples' laughter, the disciples of the training team who were already indignant were all blushing and embarrassed. Indeed, no matter how strong Jin Ling is, the three words "The Firewood Team" will at least destroy 80% of their morale first.

Jin Ling curled his lips helplessly. Okay, you guys smile.

"Zhong Xigui, I looked carefully at the handwritten book of the sect leader." Feng Ruohan thought for a while and faced the other party, "In the handwritten book of the sect leader, given that the other three sects all sent the strongest teenagers to participate in the competition, it is recommended that our sect also send the strongest teenagers to participate. Yes, right?"

"That's right." Zhong Xigui said, "So, let's notify you, you and these outer disciples and elders, hurry up and leave. In the next month, the mission of the sect competition will be borne by me and the six inner disciples behind me."

More than 20 young disciples from the outer sect were shocked. Everyone practiced hard for five months, but if they didn’t participate, they wouldn’t participate. Wouldn’t your hard work be in vain? Moreover, being able to stand on the sect competition will not result in any result. This is itself a kind of affirmation of yourself and supreme glory.

"Master of the Bell Hall." Feng Ruohan said calmly, "You heard it clearly. In the handwritten books of the sect, only the strongest teenagers of the sect came to participate in the competition, but not the six inner disciples led by you came to participate in the competition."

"Is there any difference?" Zhong Xigui said proudly, "Among you disciples who participate in the training, the highest cultivation level is only a high-level immortal master. And the lowest inner disciples I bring are also the primary immortal sect! A big difference is that the cultivation level and strength are very different! Are these six inner disciples not the strongest people under the age of 18 in the sect?"

"The Immortal Sect level is indeed stronger than the outer disciples in terms of the profound immortal power." Feng Ruohan said, "But the Lord of the Bell Hall, you are also the Lord of the Sword Hall. You should know that a Rao's true strength not only includes the strength of the immortal power, but also his immortal skills, immortal weapons equipment, experience in the battle, the way of resurrection of immortal skills, and even luck. Do you really think that your six inner disciples will definitely defeat the outer training team in the battle?"

"Oh?" Zhong Xigui's eyes flashed and he smiled again, "Feng Ruohan, I know that you are like your beautiful master. You have always been a proud and arrogant person. You must be so angry? The Immortal Sect level must be stronger than the Immortal Lord level. This is the iron law of the world of cultivation. If not, what do you need to divide the level?"
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