I collect spirits in the human world

At noon, a scorching sun shone down.

There are ten peaks in Qinglai Mountain that are the same as Yuquan Temple, and the competition is going on like a raging fire.

Elder Yu stood under the summit stage.

He was a little sleepy and yawned.Stretched again.

The same is true of everyone in the stands.

It's not that the game was not exciting, but that there was no game at all.

On the arena, Qing Miao, a disciple of the first peak, stood on the arena dressed in white, holding a Linglong sword in his hand.

She has been standing there straight since drawing her name.

Her exquisite sword has never been unsheathed.

Her green hair fluttered in the wind, as if a fairy had come into the world.

The sun was already standing above the head, from early morning to noon, Qing Miao had already defeated dozens of disciples on the first peak.

The male disciples in the audience were both happy and afraid of her.

Elder Yu yawned again: "Who else is not up? Hurry up, the yin is flourishing and the yang is declining on Shoufeng Mountain?!"

The female disciples in the audience were amused by Elder Yu and burst out laughing, while the male disciples secretly sighed that they were not good at learning.

Elder Shoufeng Shizunding sighed, not knowing whether he should laugh or be sad.

Elder Yu came over at this time: "Elder Ding, congratulations on accepting a talented student."

A smug smile appeared on Elder Ding's face: "Qing Miao is indeed extremely talented, none of the disciples of the Shou Peak can beat her with ten strokes."

Elder Yu nodded, looked at Qingmiao, met each other, and smiled approvingly.

The corners of Qing Miao's mouth raised slightly.

Elder Yu: "I'm afraid Elder Qi will have a headache this year."

Elder Ding chuckled, and almost laughed out loud: "Elder Qi's first disciple should be the disciple named Huya if he is correct. Although the character is a bit poor, the exercises are not very good."

Elder Yu nodded: "I'm afraid I can't do ten tricks with Qing Miao. That old guy has had a headache since the beginning of the year. Although he is famous for protecting the calf, he can't do without good disciples."

Elder Ding smiled slightly: "Elder Yu, please give me a message to Elder Qi. I want to bet with him to see whose disciple is the best. The reward I offer is the Holy Spirit Pill that he has always wanted. I only offer One. If he loses, I want a Qiankun Sword."

"Of course, it's fine if Elder Qi doesn't accept it. If I do, I still have a gift for Elder Yu."

Saying that, Elder Ding took out a crystal clear spirit stone from his sleeve.

Elder Yu smiled: "Okay, I'll go now."

Yuquan Hall.

At this time, there was no sound, and everyone's expressions were a little dull.

Lin Shuang stood on the stage, with one hand behind her back, her right index finger stretched out, and there was a faint golden rune on the index finger.

A huge mace fell to the ground, smashing a hole in the floor.

After the battle, a finger-wide hole was left on the mace.

Everyone was still laughing at Lin Shuang's arrogance just now, but in a blink of an eye the tall opponent was knocked out of the stage.

Master Qi looked at Lin Shuang with a complicated expression.

While everyone was stunned, Lin Shuang jumped off the ring.

"Elder Qi."

A white flying sword flew to Yuquan Hall.

Master Qi regained his composure and stood up.

Elder Yu accepted the flying sword, landed on the ground, and walked two steps into the arena.

The two elders came to the audience to watch the game one after the other.

The game continued, and the field was very lively.

"No reason!"

Master Qi slapped his leg, and Elder Yu had already brought the words of Elder Ding on Shoufeng Mountain, and in order to get the Lingshi, he secretly filled in the words.

"Elder Qi, Elder Ding always has eyes on the top of his head, this is your chance to teach him a lesson." Elder Yu said, "Besides, your cultivation needs a breakthrough, and the Holy Spirit Pill in his hand is indispensable."

Master Qi showed embarrassment: "But the Qiankun Sword is a good flying sword that is hard to find, and I am reluctant to use it myself."

Elder Yu smiled: "Flying sword is just a tool, it can't improve your strength and mine, I'm afraid Holy Spirit Pill is more effective. If you think about it clearly, after passing this village, there will be no such shop."

Qi Shizun's eyebrows were huddled together, he already felt the bottleneck of breaking through, and he had stayed on this level for several years.

The opportunity to break through is at hand.

"Okay, Elder Yu, I'll take the bet." Master Qi said, his face regained his composure.

Elder Yu was overjoyed and nodded.

"Next, Wang Haocun will face Shen Ruchu."

Senior Brother Wang had won several games in a row, and now he was full of confidence, and stood on the stage again, saluting to Master Qi and Elder Yu.

Elder Yu nodded, and suddenly let out a voice of surprise: "Eh? He doesn't have immortal roots."

Master Qi let out a smug smile.

In three rounds, Senior Brother Wang knocked his opponent out of the stage with one punch.

Elder Yu looked at Master Qi in surprise: "If I'm not mistaken, his last move was the volley and chop the waves in the Treading Waves Art."

"This is Qinglai Mountain's lost technique."

Master Qi nodded.

Elder Yu: "Yes, you, Elder Qi, keep it hidden. You have this kind of exercise. Tell me, what secret do you have?"

Master Qi showed a wry smile, how could he have any hidden exercises?Wang Hao was kind-hearted and honest, so he was left to clean in Yuquan Hall. Who knows when he found the technique of Treading the Waves, and he has already practiced it to perfection.

This was not what he expected, and what was even more mysterious was Lin Shuang, whose strength was not inferior to that of Wang Haocun.

Similarly, Lin Shuang's exercises were not taught by him.

The game continues.

Elder Yu's eyes fell on Senior Brother Wang, who was chatting and laughing with Lin Shuang in the audience.Elder Yu's eyes swept over Lin Shuang. He remembered the disciple he had brought. However, compared with Wang Haocun, although Lin Shuang seemed to have improved, he was not in his attention.

Elder Yu looked at Wang Haocun carefully.

"Although Wang Haocun doesn't have immortal roots, he has an astonishing accumulation of power in his body," Elder Yu said, "Even in the entire Qinglai Mountain, there are probably not many people who are his opponents."

"That's right." Master Qi said.

Elder Yu seemed to think of something: "Wang Haocun seems to have been born in Yuquan Temple since he was a child?"

"That's right." Master Qi said.

Elder Yu nodded slowly, "I remembered that Senior Brother Feng reminded us to take care of the disciples who don't have immortal roots before entering the customs. I'm afraid it was him."

Master Qi nodded: "This is also the reason why I have kept him in Yuquan Hall."

As if feeling that someone was watching him, Senior Brother Wang glanced over, and when he saw Elder Yu and Master Qi looking at him, he clasped his fists in a simple and honest salute.

"The one next to him is Lin Shuang. Compared with Wang Haocun, he is not far behind, but he has made a lot of progress." Sect Leader Yu said.

Master Qi shook his head slightly, "Lin Shuang is probably far above Wang Haocun."

Elder Yu: "He also competed?"

Master Qi: "I successfully advanced, and I didn't lose a game."

Elder Yu: "Yes, you, Elder Qi, I didn't expect you to have great ways of teaching disciples who don't have immortal roots. Listen to the thunder in a silent place."