Bang!!

A heavy muffled sound was heard throughout the square.

Then a surprise voice immediately rang:

"One thousand five hundred kilograms, the peak body tempering, fifteen years old, rating - super A-level! Haha, OK!!"

The elder Qingyun, who hadn't looked at Cui Jing at the moment, looked at Cui En, who was full of pride with his eyes shining brightly.

The once humble book boy seemed to be wearing a dragon robe at this moment, and walked over to Cui Jing, who was already stunned and said coldly:

"Get out quickly... the trash of the Cui family!"

...

Outside Qingyun Sect, the selection of disciples is in full swing.

But what those people don’t know is that inside Qingyun Sect, a huge storm has been uncontrollable.

One hour.

Just one hour.

The peak warrior that originally lasted for at least half a day had already come to an end.

When the Elder Qin Meng came out of the trophy field, he was still in a state of extreme confusion, his mouth full of muttering that others could not understand:

"How is it possible...How can I mix Bingpo Water with Qiyan Grass to use?"

"Xingchen Steel is obviously not hard enough, but how can it cast such a complex pulse?"

"Hey? Mr. Lin... You just said that you also specially refined a set of armor to integrate these technologies. Can you open my eyes?!"

Everyone around them couldn't figure out the situation.

Qin Meng, who is known as the supreme weapon refining in the Qing Ling Realm, is now like a primary school student who is diligent and interested in asking questions in front of Lin Yang, and he almost kowtowed to Lin Yang and called him Master.

The previous console was carried out in secret, but the results are now obvious.

Qin Meng lost.

Not only did he lose the bucket, but he even lost his entire integrity to Lin Yang...

Lin Yang was walking leisurely behind Qin Meng with his hands behind his back. When he heard Qin Meng's words, he asked indifferently:

"I just don't know if I can be the guardian elder with this little weapon refining technique?"

"Just kidding!" Qin Meng's neck turned red on the spot: "Elder Lin, don't worry, I, Old Qin, promise you with my life, if Qingyun Sect doesn't leave you, I, Old Qin, will burn the weapon refining hall in one go!!"

Everyone around, including Guo Nu, was speechless.

Elder Qin, should your position become so powerful?!

They could not understand the technicians' desire for fresh knowledge and technology, and let the weapon refiners test Lin Yang - it was really a meat bun to beat a dog, it was purely a delivery of vegetables!!!

Lin Yang nodded suddenly to Qin, then looked at Elder Guo Nu who was sweating all over, and smiled again:

"What's next...??"

The audience was shocked by Lin Yang's relaxed and freehand state.

Fight against Guo Nu first, then take Qin Meng away.

Could it be that the first "kicking hall" elder in Qingyun Sect's history will be born like this?

Just when Guo Nu was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, a huge inscription magic array suddenly fell from the sky, like a big net that sealed everything, directly covering Lin Yang.

"Mr. Lin, the chief guardian elder of the Qingyun Sect, Mo Qianqiu, will ask you for some inscription methods!!"

"Elder Mo, he has come out of seclusion!!"

Next to it, Qingyun's disciples once again set off a call full of hope.

Mo Qianqiu and Qingyun Sect are second only to the awesome existence of the sect leader Qingxuan Zhenren. The cultivation level of his mid-stage transformation is also well-known in the Qingling Realm.

However, his most famous is not his martial arts combat power, but his inscriptions that are unpredictable.

It is said that twenty years ago, the mortal enemy of the Qingyun Sect, a demon master who had never appeared in the world, led 30,000 Rakshasa demon soldiers to slaughter the Qingyun Sect mountain gate. If Mo Qianqiu had not set up the inscription formation with his supreme spiritual power and trapped the Rakshasa army, there would be no chance for the Qingxuan Zhenren to invite him out, and the Qingyun Sect would have disappeared from then on.

Therefore, when it comes to Mo Qianqiu, the entire Qingyun Sect regards him as a spiritual leader other than the sect leader.

Especially Mo Qianqiu's inscription technique, it is the highest existence in the entire Qing Ling Realm. Now it is used to compete with Lin Yang - it should be sure to win it!!

Every Qingyun disciple prays in his heart.

This time, it should be our Qingyun Sect that won the last round...

...

In Shanmen Square, Cui Jing’s long team has reached the front of the sixth level - the physical fitness test.

Unlike the excited or nervous crowds around him, Cui Jing was walking in the team at this moment, looking in a dismay, as if she had been slapped hundreds of times in the face. She had no fighting spirit and was even full of deep despair.

"For, why is this happening..."

He murmured in his mouth, and his mind kept echoing in his mind. Choi Eun's hideous sneer in his ears along the way:

"Cui Jing, you can't imagine that... you can't imagine that the book boy who has always been following you like a dog will climb onto your head one day, haha!!"

"You never thought that Cui Eun, who has always called you the young master, would be your half-brother! It's a pity that I am a wild breed born to a humble maid, so I can only be a dog for the rest of my life, but today is the day I will turn over! Hahaha!"

"Cui Jing, do you know? Every time you give me the elixir you can't finish, I will tell myself that one day, I will not ask you to sympathize with me like feeding dogs, and pity me! I, Cui Eun, is the real genius of the Cui family and the future owner of the Cui family!!"

"Hahaha! Cui Jing, I like your look so much. Fuck you are just a waste. If the old man used the resources to cultivate you on me, I would have been a master at the peak of innateness... But it doesn't matter. As long as I entered the Qingyun Sect today, the entire Cui family will have to look at my face. You pig and your mother will all be kneeling at my feet, hahaha!"

Cui Eun's words were like devil's curses, like sharp swords, cutting Cui Jing's heart into blood.

Since he was a child, he really treated Cui En as his younger brother, so he gave him elixirs and taught him the mental methods. Even Lin Yang's special reminder was just in front of his ears.

But all this is in return for the most heartbreaking betrayal.

Choi Eun only felt that the pure and beautiful world she once believed in had completely collapsed. If Choi Eun could betray him, then who else could believe in this world?

In a daze, Cui En didn't know how he completed the physical test.

He vaguely heard the examiner give him an evaluation of "Ding and others", which was the worst result.

What made him feel even more heartbroken was that Cui En, behind him, inspired a dazzling light of a hundred feet high in front of the physical tester, shaking the people in the mountain gate square.

"Born with a special physique, and very strong!"

The elder Qingyun stood up all of a sudden. Not only that, but the elder Meng Beihe flew over and looked over Cui En's body.

"Hahaha! God really treats me very well. This year, I finally released the first genius boy with special physique! Is your name Cui Eun? Are you willing to join my Qingyun Sect and become a formal disciple directly??"

Meng Beihe issued his first disciple recommendation order, which was an extremely optimistic attitude towards Cui En, and it made everyone around him extremely jealous.

But who knew that Cui En shook his head slightly, looked at Cui Jing, who was about to stand unsteadily due to the blow, and said:

"Thank you, elder, for your advice, but Choi Eun wants to complete the next two tests so that some people know who is a genius... who is hopelessly foolish!!"

...

Outside the weapon refining hall.

With a snap.

The inscription arrays all over the sky made a sharp bursting sound like thin ice.

Lin Yang held the inscription from the mountain and river ground-shaking hammer in his hand, as if he had just finished splashing ink. He walked out of the inscription array with his hands behind his back, raised his head, and walked out of the inscription array slowly.

This time.

The Qingyun Sect can no longer be described as blinding.

Their eyes had already exploded into pieces.

Even Mo Qianqiu was defeated. His peak inscription technique that won the entire Qing Ling Realm was destroyed in less than half an hour by Lin Yang.

Even Lin Yang made it on site. After digging it out, it was actually less than a stick of incense to actually crack the inscription.

Is this just a game?

"This, is this a third-level inscription... no, a third-level or above mysterious level inscription?"

When Mo Qianqiu landed, he was still in a dizzy state. It felt like a craftsman who had been studying painting skills for his whole life suddenly encountered the "painting saint Wu Daozi", which was completely in a state of confusion.

Inscriptions are divided into first, second and third levels at the most basic stage. Above the third level, they are mysterious and mysterious inscriptions. Each type has the powerful power of moving mountains and seas.

Above the Xuan level, there are the Earth level and the Heaven level, which are even more powerful methods that only saints have in the legend. Now, just a Xuan level inscription makes Mo Qianqiu, the man who is fascinated by it, looks like Qin Meng who came out of the weapon refining hall just now.

There is no way, technical talents have this problem.

Lin Yang looked at Mo Qianqiu with green light in his eyes and smiled slightly: "This inscription spice is made of thirteen sixth-level spiritual materials, which can barely reach the level of the Xuan-level inscription. Should Elder Mo look at it?"

"Okay, okay!!" Mo Qianqiu reached out his hand without any resistance.

Next to it, the Qingyun Sect almost cried.

Elder Mo, pay attention to your identity and integrity!!

"Uh... I can't do it, I can't do it!!" Mo Qianqiu was the Great Elder Qingyun with amazing concentration after all. He reached out halfway and returned to his senses, and shrank back in disappointment:

"Young Master Lin, you have amazing magical powers, and I admire you very much."

He bowed deeply to Lin Yang.

This has nothing to do with age, but is purely a sensation for Lin Yang's inscriptions that are unpredictable.

"Yeah, then did I pass?"

"Of course, of course." Mo Qianqiu's old eyes were still staring at the inscriptions and spices in Lin Yang's hand from time to time. For this recipe, he had to keep Lin Yang!!

The great elder waved his hand and wanted to lead Lin Yang to the depths of Qingyun Sect:

"The Sect Master has been waiting in there for a long time. Please come here for the young master."
Chapter completed!