Chapter 37 Newcomer List (2)

At present, no one knows how much cultivation Liujiang Fusheng has achieved after practicing in seclusion for three years.

But after three years, Danya has reached the perfection level of Jindan. He happens to be stuck at the highest level of cultivation below Nascent Soul on the rookie list. He is also the player Wei Li most relies on to win the championship.

And Fangrui finally broke through the Foundation Establishment and successfully formed the elixir after three years of seclusion. Ziying has only reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but she just started three years ago. It only took three years for her to go from Qi training to the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, which can be regarded as an amazing qualification.

, or you are lucky enough not to encounter tough opponents and get promoted all the way, or you can work together to get a spot on the list.

Suddenly, on the towering Yunfeng in the north of Xilong, the cliffs suddenly glowed, and an exciting and high-pitched sword sound resounded in the ears. In an instant, countless sword intents gathered between heaven and earth, and a seven-color rainbow bridge gradually appeared under the rich aura of the distant mountains.

, a row of cranes stepped on the bridge and flew into the blue night sky, forming a strange and auspicious omen.

After Master Gu Jun noticed the movement, he looked back and saw the purple mist in the east, so he said with certainty: "He has left seclusion."

Dan Ya also felt something. He hummed and then invited him calmly: "How about... let's go together to greet Junior Brother Fusheng who has left seclusion. If he sees you here, he will definitely be very happy."

He sounded like he was completely thinking about Liu Jiang's life, but in reality, only he knew what Dan Ya was thinking in his heart.

Without any explanation, he took Master Gu Jun with him and flew up to Wumei Mountain in the air.

Before arriving at the cave where Liujiang Fusheng was retreating, he saw that there were many people surrounding him outside the flattened cliff of the retreat.

The leader is Taoist Zhiyang, the master of Wumei Mountain, followed by several of his direct disciples. There are also some disciples from other mountains in the distance and near, gathering their heads to watch and stop.

Danya, on the other hand, carried Master Gu Jun with a golden bell cauldron, which was suspended at a high place, dozens of feet away from the retreat cave, not far nor close, just enough to have a panoramic view of everything.

I saw that the time prohibition formation before the cave had lost its effectiveness. The two locked stone doors retreated into the stone grooves, making a loud noise. The cave door opened wide, and an unhurried figure appeared in front of everyone's expectations.

He walked out slowly under the spotlight.

A gust of wind blew through his hair, and the fairy sword approached him faster than the wind. It circled around him as if it were a reunion after a long separation, and the tail of the sword dragged a soft light that diffused around him.

In a white soft light, he finally raised his head.

At that moment, everyone felt as if their eyeballs had received a strong impact.

He has grown up.

Three years is enough for a growing boy to undergo earth-shaking changes.

He has grown a lot taller and has a handsome and slender figure.

His once soft androgynous face without any sharp edges has now become mature and smooth. The red mark on his forehead makes his skin, which has not been exposed to sunlight for many years, as flawless and translucent as white porcelain.

Thick eyelashes fluttered in the wind like butterfly wings, Wu Ling's eyes were as clear as crystal, and that beautiful face was shrouded in the silvery snow, giving it an indescribable and unreal feeling.

Like a dream or illusion, it wakes up when touched, and breaks when touched.

All the curious disciples who came over were stunned for a moment.

After all, Taoist Zhiyang has experienced more things than these young people, and he soon woke up from his superficial appearance. Today, in order to welcome his apprentice, he neatly put the sparse hair on the top of his head and changed into a brand new Qingyun.

The Taoist robe was specially designed to be ceremonious, which was enough to prove how high he had placed his hopes on Liujiang Fusheng.

He narrowed his small eyes and carefully searched for the aura on Liujiang Fusheng's body, and soon he determined his current cultivation level.

An unbelievable voice blurted out: "Mid-stage Golden Core!?"

Di Yunyi, the eldest disciple of Taoist Zhiyang, returned from training abroad not long ago. This is the first time he has seen this junior disciple who is rumored to have Zhongtian spiritual roots. He has a beautiful and handsome appearance and a rare pair of clean and unstained eyes.

The impurities of the world, such people with pure minds often have no distractions in their practice, and their growth rate is far faster than ordinary people.

"In three years, he has not only cultivated the spiritual power around him to a full and rounded state, but also improved his cultivation level by a large margin. This young junior brother is indeed as the master said, and is worth looking forward to." He said in an admiring tone.

"Really?" Taoist Zhiyang's eyes were shining, and he was so proud that he almost raised his tail.

Chang Wei also bowed her hands and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Master, for finding such a talented disciple who is unique in the world. From now on, you can happily enjoy the great praise given to you by others."

These words immediately struck Taoist Zhiyang's heart, and he was laughing from ear to ear at this moment.

To be sure, everyone present was a monk with sharp ears and eyes. Naturally, they did not miss Taoist Zhiyang's words of "middle stage of golden elixir", and everyone was shocked.

"Oh my God! Uncle Fu Sheng is already a Golden Elixir monk?!"

The same three years have passed, and he has also grown from the early stage of Qi training. Everyone can't help but compare him with Zi Ying, the junior sister of Nianhua Mountain. The person who everyone praised before is now a bit unsatisfactory in comparison.

After all, one has only just begun to build a foundation, while the other has reached a higher level than her.

Sure enough, the speed at which people with Tianlinggen can cultivate is unparalleled.

Fangrui had been out of seclusion for several days, but she did not return to Nianhua Mountain to report to the mountain master immediately, nor did she leave the cave where she was retreating. Instead, she stayed quietly in the cave and waited for the Liujiang Fusheng retreat to end.

With Taoist Zhiyang and other disciples present, she was worried about her status and could not stand at the front to greet him. When she saw Liujiang Fusheng again three years later, she still did not forget her past love for him, and it even deepened over time.

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Ziying, who was used as a reference and comparison, also came with other disciples. She had always heard that there was a senior brother in the sect who was Tianlinggen. Like everyone else, she had been curious and imagined what kind of person he would be.

Only when she saw it with her own eyes did she understand what the postures of heaven and humans described in the book were.

He is.

She was stunned for a moment, then pinched her palms and quickly covered up the strange look in her eyes, only looking at him with a simple and yearning expression.

Such men are so precious and rare. She bets that more than half of these female disciples have ordinary hearts, but she, Ziying, wants to do something different.

Men in this world are all the same. They don’t feel strange after seeing too much. They only pursue and are interested in those who are different.

Dan Ya from the height is like a chess player, taking in everyone's expressions and changes one by one. She is amused and plays with her hands: "Ah Yi, have you seen that Junior Brother Fusheng is now among the stars?

Yue, there is no place for you next to him."

He leaned close to her ear and sighed softly.

Master Gu Jun turned a deaf ear to these words, and looked at Liujiang Fusheng with her deep dark eyes.

I thought it was already normal for him.

But after not seeing each other for three years, she saw that the once sweet and green fruit had now matured into a delicious, thin-skinned fruit. She was interested in taking a bite to see if it would be sweeter and juicier than before.

The fairy sword was originally swirling around Liujiang Fusheng, but it sensed something and suddenly exploded on the spot, and the lightning that rose up to ten feet was suddenly thrown away.

At this time, a familiar sword light suddenly appeared with anger, and a sword was seen hanging in the air. It made a sound of dragon and tiger, and then flew into the sky. This time, it no longer held it lightly, but directly coldly

A burst of eruption cut off a bunch of hair on Danya's chest.

It is a warning and a demonstration.

Dan Ya stood up straight, closing the intimate distance that she had deliberately created before with Master Gu Jun. The corners of his mouth slightly raised in a strange and successful arc.
Chapter completed!