Chen Jie was a little surprised and surprised. He didn't expect to break through after drinking a bowl of Shenli porridge
Green Yan looks at him, way: "broke through?"
She seemed calm, as if it had been expected.
"Well, it's a breakthrough." Chen Jie nodded.
It's a magic medicine soup. It's very luxurious and can be regarded as a treasure.
But in order not to let Chen Jie fall into trouble and avoid big trouble in the future, Qingyan still goes deep into Gulin and specially finds it for him to recuperate her body.
"Well, let's go now. Where are we going?"
Finish saying, green Yan is cordial to pull his hand, five fingers buckle, walk toward bamboo house.
Yunzong, located in the east of Tianzhi port, stands in the name of a mountain. It has been standing for five thousand years without weakening. It is the most prosperous and famous clan force near Tianzhi port.
The major clans are proud to be a part of yunzong, even a registered disciple.
Moreover, the yunzong building complex stretches and covers a vast area, just like a town. Standing on the top of the holy mountain, you can almost overlook the port of heaven, and you can see its high geographical position.
Some of the buildings here are made of wood, some of stone, and even palaces made of white jade. In addition, there are mysterious and mysterious lines on the buildings. It is their existence that makes these buildings so magnificent, and they are still magnificent without corruption for 5000 years.
At this time, in a large courtyard in the east of yunzongzheng, there were many inner disciples gathered, and the inside was even more lively, howling, angry and provocative.
Although they were both disciples of the inner sect, they were not very harmonious because of clan conflicts. Therefore, if there were conflicts that could not be solved by force, they would all come here to fight a fierce and wonderful duel on the ancient platform.
Although both of them are inner disciples, they all depend on their talent, regardless of their strength.
The gap between the inner disciples' realms is obvious, especially for the new disciples, only a few of them are in the divine realm, but they can't catch up with the old ones.
In the center of this courtyard, there is a battle platform with a radius of 100 meters. It is half a meter high. All of it is made of top-grade black black black iron. It is carved with mysterious divine patterns, which are sometimes hidden, sometimes visible, shining and mysterious. It is the root of its absence of decay.
Although there are traces of fighting on it, no damage has been seen. Because of the divine pattern, the platform is extremely hard. Even if the monks in the divine realm collide fiercely here, it is difficult to leave any damage.
This platform is very famous in yunzong. It can make many disciples turn pale when they hear it. It is quite famous.
Because if you don't have enough strength and outstanding identity, if you dare to take a step, you may be forced to accept the challenge of others.
If the strength is not good, there must be a beating.
After all, this is a world where cultivation is supreme and meat is weak and food is strong. No matter where you are, you can't escape this eternal law, especially the competition among the disciples of the sect.
At this time, on this platform, there is a slender, handsome young man, with a warm smile, looking at the many inner door disciples below, giving people a kind of gentle feeling.
"Younger martial brothers, please remember that you are here to learn from each other and enhance your strength, not to understand the gratitude and resentment. Therefore, remember not to hurt each other's harmony."
He was dressed in white. He looked no more than 20 years old at most. He had a lot of temperament. His teeth were very white and his smile was infectious. Many girls below were unconsciously crazy.
He continued to smile and said, "we are here together. We are half of the disciples of yunzong. We should support each other regardless of the high and low."
His words are also very infectious, and he is a core disciple of the inner door, so modest and polite, which naturally makes people feel good.
"Elder martial brother Xiao Fan is not only handsome, but also modest and polite. If only he could be my Taoist companion!" This is the thought in the hearts of many female disciples below. Their eyes are shining and blooming at this time.
The young man in white, named Xiao Fan, is the second son of the contemporary master of the Lin family. His elder brother is the famous Lin Tian.
Among the disciples of yunzong, he has outstanding talent, not only strong strength, but also great prestige. It can be said that in yunzong, he is second only to his elder brother.
"I think many younger martial brothers are very strange. I'll make an exception today. Let's have a look at my skills. In addition, if any younger martial brother is willing to compete with me, I can only use 30% of my strength." He is really hypocritical. Although he looks warm on the surface, he is vicious on the inside.
Today, he came here just to show off his strength and establish his own prestige, not goodwill, as he said before.
After all, his elder brother is not here. It can be said that among the inner disciples, there are only a few who are better than him, and these people will never set foot here on weekdays.
So, here he is, he has invincible confidence!
"Brother Xiao Fan, let's have a try." This is an outstanding disciple recruited this year. Although his appearance is ordinary, his temperament is superb. As soon as his words are finished, he has already stepped on the platform.
His name is Liu Ming. He is known as the first genius in the history of the Liu family. He is also the young master of the Liu family. His appearance naturally caused a lot of noise.
"Good." Xiao Fan's smile was still warm, but he didn't dare to be careless. The name of the other party was very loud, so he didn't dare to be careless and had to do his best.
Then, the war broke out, and both of them did not reserve. They went all out. All kinds of gems emerged one after another, and their spiritual power was surging.
In the end, after 300 rounds, both sides took a step back and ended in a draw.
All the students who watched the battle were shocked by the fighting power of the two, especially for Liu Ming. Although he was ordinary in appearance, his fighting power today was something to look up to.
You know, most of them are new disciples of this year. They are basically divine realm, and Liu Ming must be divine realm.
Xiao Fan's face is not very good, because he has been robbed of the limelight, and even feels hot on his face.
You know, he's a few years older than Liu Ming, but he's just a draw. This cultivation talent is self-evident.
Fortunately, many disciples came out to fight against him. Under his strong suppression, there was no doubt that he was defeated without any big waves. He was far from the opponent.
But this, just let his complexion improve a little bit, feel oneself saved some face.
However, at this time, the crowd suddenly aroused heated discussion, and these people's eyes are all staying at the gate of the courtyard, and Xiao Fan's face, once again gloomy.
Obviously, he was robbed of the limelight again, which made him very uncomfortable.