Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Baili Jingyue asked the disciples to stand quietly and say hello to the master of the palace.

"Disciples have met the Hall Master," a deafening voice rang in their ears. Hundreds of disciples looked at Wan Qiyuan above them with burning eyes. It turned out that this was their Hall Master!

His body was tall and straight, majestic and domineering. The morning sunlight spread over his body, as if it had been coated with a layer of golden light. He looked at them like that, looking down at the world.

"Welcome all disciples to join Qiankun Hall. In the days to come, I hope all disciples will work hard to practice and become heroes in their hearts as soon as possible..." Wan Qiyuan encouraged the new disciples and introduced Fu Ling'er ceremoniously. , in the Qiankun Palace, the power is equal to one's own. Finally, Wan Qiyuan said one more thing, and that was about the sect competition in the second half of the year.

"Regarding the sect competition in the second half of the year, anyone under the age of 100 can register. We, the Qiankun Palace, have decided to participate. A selection competition will be held at that time. The top ten disciples in the competition will represent the Qiankun Palace and go to Taihe City where the Penglai Gate is located. Whether the competition can make Qiankun Hall famous depends on your efforts. From now on, practice hard." Wan Qiyuan cheered the disciples again, and then handed the matter to Baili Jingyue and the others to arrange, He and Fu Linger returned to Lingyuan Pavilion.

A group of disciples were left behind, still immersed in Fu Ling'er's celestial beauty and unable to extricate themselves.

"It turns out she is the deputy palace master. She is too beautiful. Is she the Nine Heavens Profound Girl? Standing there with such a heroic figure and a pair of bright black eyes that people dare not look into her eyes. My heart is still pounding. Jump, I have never seen such a beautiful person?" He Shaohua looked at the retreating figure and let out a deep sigh, which attracted everyone to agree that she is so beautiful, what should I do if she kills me?

"I'm going to die, Shaohua, you should be careful with your words. Is that something you can ridicule at will?" Shen Tingxuan immediately stopped He Shaohua's unrestrained words. Can you say this casually? Don't even look at who that is? Aren't you afraid that the palace master will hear these offensive words and make him unable to eat and walk around?

"I shut up, I shut up, that's it." He Shaohua also realized the rashness just now. The palace master and deputy palace master had just left, and he was talking about the deputy palace master behind his back, which was really inappropriate.

And looking at the way the Palace Master treasures the Deputy Palace Master, if he hears him talking about the Deputy Palace Master’s beauty behind his back, will he not be able to see the sun tomorrow? Even though he meant no harm, he was scared!

Next, Baili Jingyue and Xiao Qifang took the disciples to other fairy islands, arranged accommodation for them, and led them to the training rooms of different professions so that they could study if they were interested in professions. There were dedicated personnel teach.

After everything was arranged, the disciples were on the right track and began to practice freely. Baili Jingyue and others also returned to their residence. The new disciples arrived. In order not to be surpassed by them, the eighteen people before them also started to roll up.

They also want to show off their skills in the competition and stand out. Like him, Qin Zhiyan, He Lanyi, Zhang Ningdong, and several others are under 100 years old. If they want to participate in the competition, they must first stand out in the selection, otherwise they will not want to Any more is in vain.

The atmosphere in the entire Qiankun Hall was high, the enthusiasm for cultivation was aroused, and the atmosphere was particularly good. Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er saw it in their eyes and were happy in their hearts.

"Ling'er, do you want to participate in the competition?"

"Well, as the master of the first hall, you can't go on stage to compete, but I can! No matter what, I have to fight for the first place for our Qiankun Palace,"

"Is this why you don't let Zeng Weiming and Nie Dacheng pay attention to you?"

"Yes, if I don't let them know my existence, will I, a dark horse, suddenly emerge and catch them off guard? If I am exposed early, will they respond to me? Then my Isn’t the road to championship full of twists and turns?”

"Haha, Ling'er is so confident that he can win the championship? I heard Nie Dacheng say that the Immortal Sword Sect has an outstanding young man, saying that his talent and strength are very good. And Zeng Weiming also said that the Penglai Sect has a victorious general with extraordinary strength," Wan Qiyuan looked at Fu Ling'er's confident little face and couldn't help but squeeze it. He still couldn't put it down because it was so smooth and tender.

"So what? You are trying to gain the momentum of others and destroy your own prestige, right? If you don't go up to a fight, who knows who will have the last laugh? Sister is so confident, why, do you have any objections?" Fu Ling'er was dissatisfied. Qi Yuan poured cold water on her and grabbed Wan Qi Yuan's ears in displeasure.

"Hey, don't pull, it hurts. You have wronged me, Ling'er. I am definitely Ling'er's supporter. I just say this to remind Ling'er so that Ling'er can prepare. In my eyes, Ling'er But whoever is invincible in the world can cross my Ling'er, I will take care of him," Wan Qiyuan held Fu Ling'er's hand with both hands to prevent her little hands from causing trouble again.

"Hahaha, the rainbow fart is good, but I like it. Let's go, the trivial matters are over, let's go to retreat and practice. This time we have to break through the Immortal Lord in one fell swoop. We also have to step into the ranks of the strong."

"As you command, my goddess," Wan Qiyuan solemnly promised. Fu Ling'er almost gave him a military salute when he saw him.

The two stopped talking nonsense and stepped into the space. Fu Ling'er sensed that his friends, Lu Yan and Xiao Mengmeng, were practicing consciously under the Enlightenment Tree. Mie Ya and Hua Petal Rain, who loved each other, hid on another mountain to practice. Lingyou has returned to the space long ago and is playing with Xiao Die'er.

While the other four great beasts were actively cultivating in the Time Stream, her master slackened off and stopped talking nonsense. The two immediately stepped into the Time Stream to meditate and practice.

The Qiankun Palace and the auction house developed in an orderly manner under the careful management of Tang Jian, Qin Zhiyan, and Zhao Pengcheng. In his spare time, he returned to Xiandao to practice.

The strength of everyone also increased inadvertently, and within two months, the rumbling sounds of thunder and calamity were heard one after another on the Immortal Island. This is something that everyone loves to hear. As soon as they hear that another person has been promoted, everyone starts to get involved. This trend is admirable.

Time flies by like a white horse passing by.

Four months passed quickly. On this day, Wan Qiyuan, who was in the time domain, noticed that the shackles in his body were loosened. This was a sign that he was about to overcome the catastrophe, and the thunder catastrophe was coming. He immediately teleported out of space and arrived at the top of a mountain behind Lingyuan Pavilion in an instant.

The top of the mountain is only about a hundred square meters in size. There is a huge stone in the middle, surrounded by weeds, which further highlights the importance of the huge stone. This is the perfect place to overcome the tribulation.

Wan Qiyuan appeared on the boulder, sat cross-legged and performed the secret formula, and once again mobilized the majestic spiritual power in his body. Soon, the fairy spiritual power in the air came straight towards Wan Qiyuan, forming a vortex around him. Shrouded in Wanqiyuan.

One hour, two hours passed, and suddenly ink clouds gathered above Wan Qiyuan's head in the blue sky, and thunder was about to come.