The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Duan Tianyang looked at the bodies of Ling Feng and the other man floating on the river. They were wearing the same sect uniforms and guessed that they should be from a certain sect, and this place was at the back mountain of Xuantian Sect.

These two people should be disciples of Xuantian Sect. But how could these two people know him? Could it be that the original owner was once a disciple of Xuantian Sect? But the original owner had no memory of this, which was really strange.

No need to think about it, daybreak is about to begin. In order to avoid getting into trouble, Duan Tianyang decided to leave first.

But where should he go? He obviously couldn't go to Huanyue City anymore. Although the original owner had broken off the engagement with Ling Ziyan, with Ling Ziyan's temper, she would definitely not let him go easily. Maybe she was looking for him all over the city. He didn't want to provoke this tigress.

Go back to Bailu City? No! There are basically no martial artists there, and there are even fewer martial arts schools. I want to be the best man in the world.

Got it! Go to Xianling Town. I heard that there is abundant spiritual energy there, and there are many sects. It is a holy place for countless martial artists to practice. Very good, so I decided happily.

He used to be extremely afraid of water, but now he has developed a strange intimacy with water. Even if he is not in the water, he can sense the water elements in the air and condense them into small transparent water balls.

He has now entered the Yuanhua realm. In theory, he can control the shape of water freely and change it into any necessary shape to attack the enemy, but the water ball he condenses is only the size of a ping-pong ball and lacks lethality.

This shouldn't be the case! What does this mean? Is it because his soul doesn't belong to this world? Although it is of water attribute, it doesn't have the talent to cultivate water skills? Duan Tianyang was full of questions along the way.

When he arrived at Xianling Town, Duan Tianyang looked at his tattered clothes and felt helpless.

He remembered that there were still some silver ingots left when Ling Ziyan deposited them for him that night, so he decided to use the remaining money to buy a set of clothes. He couldn't wear tattered clothes to become a disciple, right? After all, clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha.

Duan Tianyang originally thought that with the original owner's appearance, he would be the focus of attention wherever he went, but the people here didn't seem to care much about appearance, and paid more attention to cultivation.

There are many martial artists here, and among those with high levels of cultivation, few are ugly. Here, cultivation is the real strength, which further strengthened his determination to practice martial arts.

Duan Tianyang asked around in the town and learned that there were two sects recruiting disciples, one was the Xuanbing Pavilion and the other was the Zixiao Palace.

Xuanbing Pavilion is known as the top sect in the God Realm, and has a top weapon casting team. Their influence is far-reaching. No matter how frequent the wars in history, it is difficult to get rid of their shadow. They manipulate the wars behind the scenes and send a large number of magic weapons to all parties. Every time they can obtain countless wealth. After thousands of years of accumulation, the wealth of Xuanbing Pavilion has become immeasurable.

Although Zixiao Palace was not as high as Xuanbing Pavilion in the ranking of sects in the Divine Realm, it was still one of the top sects. It was mainly based on martial arts and had many martial arts masters.

How many people would do anything to become a disciple of Zixiao Palace, even many girls are eager for it.

However, the requirements for Zixiao Palace to accept disciples are extremely strict, and it is not easy to become their disciple. Only a very small number of people with extraordinary talents and outstanding qualifications have the opportunity to become disciples of Zixiao Palace.

Duan Tianyang chose Zixiao Palace without any consideration. He had traveled through time, so wasn't he a gifted man? Besides, he wasn't very interested in ironwork, but he was very interested in martial arts and communicating with the female disciples.

We are just exchanging martial arts, don't think too much, he is still a young man in spirit.

Lingxiao Palace, in the square in front of the main hall

Looking at the crowded crowd in front of him, Duan Tianyang had the urge to turn back. What the hell are there so many people? My goodness, there must be at least a thousand people! But this also proves that he has come to the right place. Lingxiao Palace is really worthy of its reputation!

Just as Duan Tianyang was desperately twisting his body to squeeze to the front of the crowd, an angry shout suddenly came from the side: "Why are you pushing?"

Duan Tianyang was startled and turned around to see a young man with toad eyes glaring at him arrogantly.

He couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself: You are considered ugly among martial artists, and you are so rude. So many people are crowding, but you are pointing your finger at me. You must be jealous of my good looks, it must be.

He was about to argue with Toad Eyes, but suddenly there was a thunderous sound in front of the hall: "Quiet!"

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

"The way of martial arts not only values ​​cultivation, but also talent! Today, Lingxiao Palace is recruiting disciples, and only those with outstanding qualifications will be accepted. Therefore, friends below the Yuanhua realm, please go back to where you came from."

I could only hear the voice but not see the person. The voice was very majestic. But I could tell that the person who spoke it was quite old.

"Wow!" There was a burst of surprise from the crowd, and many people left with disappointment on their faces. The originally crowded crowd suddenly became sparse, with only a few dozen people left.

There was an old man with a white beard standing in front of the hall. He must be the one who spoke.

Duan Tianyang secretly rejoiced that he had just broken through to the Yuanhua realm. He thought he was already very powerful, but he didn't expect that he had just reached the threshold for others to accept disciples. He counted carefully and found that there were a total of 31 people left.