Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Dang Dang Dang...

In Zixu Sect, the bells ring loudly. There are Spirit Beasts chasing and playing among the ancient trees all over the mountain, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Lin Feng was lying on the Taishi chair, sipping the spiritual tea, feeling the breeze blowing from all directions, and his eyes showed incomparable comfort.

Suddenly, Zixu Sect Master appeared outside his Zizhu Forest, and said with a respectful expression,

"Ancestor, the sect competition is about to begin. Should your disciple Ye Chen also..."

"Okay, please step back. I will certainly keep my promise! If anyone in the Zixu Sect can defeat Ye Chen, I will accept him as a disciple and name him the Saint Child of the Zixu Sect!"

Lin Feng put down the tea in his hand, and a majestic voice sounded.

"Yes, ancestor."

Zixu Sect Master bowed respectfully to Zizhulin, turned around and left the summit. Since the ancestor has spoken, he will definitely not break his promise.

At this time, three arenas have been set up in the square of the Violet Palace. Countless disciples have gathered around the arena. The elders of the Divine Ability Realm are sitting on high seats in all directions. The deacons of the Mortal Realm are scattered around to maintain order. .

Zixu Sect Master stood in the air with a gentle smile on his face, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

“In this competition, just like before, the top ten from the outer sect can enter the inner sect, the top ten from the inner sect can enter the core, and the top ten core disciples may be chosen by the elders of our sect’s Divine Ability Realm to be accepted into the sect!

Face to face... This competition is a little different from the past, that is, whoever can defeat the ancestor's disciple Ye Chen will be accepted by the ancestor and be named the Saint Child of the Purple Void Sect! "

The voice of Master Zixu fell slowly. A group of disciples instantly fell into a boil!

"If you defeat Ye Chen, you can become an ancestor's disciple! What a great opportunity! What a great opportunity!"

"If you join the ancestor's sect, it is possible to enter Divine Ability or even become a saint in the future..."

"I heard that Ye Chen's qualifications are extremely poor and his cultivation is slow...Although he got lucky and became the ancestor's disciple, this opportunity will fall into my hands!"

The disciples' eyes were blazing. They had all seen the power Lin Feng had shown... One sword tore through the sky, and the whole sky was shaken with anger! Even the Quasi-Emperor of the Ye family gave up and retreated under Lin Feng's sword.

"Elder brother, is this disciple of our ancestor really so easy to defeat?"

A young man in black with a strong aura spoke to the short fat man next to him. The young man in black had Sword Intent flowing all over his body, and he was already half-transformed into a mortal... Looking at the enthusiastic disciples around him, he always felt that everything was not that simple.

After all, who is the ancestor? How could he accept a useless disciple as his disciple?

"What is the importance of victory or defeat? You live your whole life and want to be free and at ease... You have your own way, follow your own way. Why care about whether you become the disciple of the ancestor, ask the way of the heart, you can go further. Well... … Come and have a sip!”

The short fat man was chewing a chicken leg in his mouth, his face was covered with oil, and with his messy hair, he looked extremely sloppy.

But there is a mysterious and natural aura about this fat man! He turned out to be a strong man in the mortal realm.

The young man in black smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything. This short fat man was none other than the number one young and powerful person in the Zixu Sect—Dong Wuqi!

He had not practiced for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation was already at the early stage of becoming a mortal. Many Divine Ability elders in the sect wanted to compete with him as a disciple, but he refused them all, saying that he practiced the natural way of inaction and did not need a master.

In fact, in the eyes of a group of core disciples, the so-called natural way of inaction means eating and sleeping, and sleeping and eating... Yes, Humpty Dumpty has never practiced except eating and sleeping for hundreds of years! Even the last time the ancestor left seclusion, he was nowhere to be seen. It was said that he was sleeping in a dog hole.

But it was such a sloppy and lazy guy who managed to become a mortal after a hundred years! His strength is unfathomable.

"Ah... the weather is so nice! Junior brother, call me when the fight starts. I haven't seen a fight in a long time."

As soon as Humpty Dumpty's lazily voice finished, his fat body lay directly on the ground, his throat flowed from his mouth... and he fell asleep without any image at all.

The young man in black has long known the habits of this senior brother, and he is not surprised.

"Since senior brother won't fight, then I will fight!"

A flash of determination burst out in the young man's eyes! The terrifying Sword Intent spread out around his body.

At this time, there were already two Purple Sect disciples fighting on the stage.

A boy in white clothes holding a folding fan, and a girl in green clothes holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Both of them were on the Spirit Sea Late Stage, and although they didn't attack each other, their momentum had already begun to collide. The young man was dressed in white as snow, with gentle eyes. He smiled and said modestly to the girl,

"I'm Han Ziyi, I'll take action later and ask senior sister to show mercy."

The young man's gentle voice was like the spring and autumn sunshine, with magnetism in its gentleness. A blush appeared on the girl's face when she heard the words, and her shy voice sounded like a mosquito buzzing.

"Please give me more advice, junior brother."

"Plum blossoms are blooming all over the leaves, walking in the snow to find the plum blossoms..."

The young man waved his folding fan, and a faint fragrance floated, and plum blossoms flew all over the sky, but this beauty contained a powerful murderous intention!

The girl did not dare to be careless. She slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and a force instantly enveloped her body, and the dazzling light bloomed like a white lotus!

PS: Begging for flowers! Begging for evaluation! Begging for monthly tickets...begging for everything