Fantasy: The Saint Ancestor at the Beginning

Dang, clang, clang… inside the Zixu Sect, the bells were ringing loudly. There are spiritual animals chasing and playing among the ancient trees all over the mountain, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Lin Feng lay on the Taishi’s 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, just step back and I will keep my promise! If anyone in the Zixu Sect can defeat Ye Chen, I will accept him as a disciple and make him the Holy Son 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 on the Zifu Sect Square, and countless disciples have Gathered around the ring, the elders of the supernatural realm sat on high seats in all directions, while the deacons of the mortal realm were scattered around to maintain order. The master of Zixu Sect stood in the air, with a gentle smile on his face, giving people a sense of 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 magical realm to be accepted into the sect!

Facing… This competition is a bit 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 Holy Son of the Purple Void Sect!”

Zixu Sect Master’s voice fell slowly. A group of disciples instantly fell into a boil!

“If you defeat Ye Chen, you can become an ancestor’s disciple! Big opportunity! What a great opportunity!”

“If you become a disciple of your ancestor, you may gain supernatural powers or even become a saint in the future.……”

“I heard that Ye Chen has very poor qualifications and is slow in cultivation… Although he got lucky and became the disciple of his ancestor, this opportunity will fall into my hands!”

The eyes of each disciple are blazing. They have all seen the power that Lin Feng has shown… A sword tore through the sky, and the sky was shaken with anger! Even the quasi-emperor of the Ye family gave up and retreated under Lin Feng’s sword.

“Senior brother, is this disciple of our ancestor really so easy to defeat?”

A young man in black with a strong aura said 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 halfway to becoming a mortal… Looking at the fanatical disciples around him, he always felt that everything was not that good. 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 and follow your own way. Why care about becoming a disciple of the ancestor? Only by asking the way of the heart can you go further. Here… take 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 slovenly.

But this fat man had a mysterious and natural aura about him! He actually He is a strong man in the mortal realm.

The young man in black smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying nothing. This short fat man is the number one young strong man in Zixu Sect—Dong Wu Qi!

He has only been practicing for a hundred years, and his cultivation level has already reached 100 years. In the early stage of his transformation into a mortal, many supernatural elders in the sect wanted to compete with him to become his disciple, but he was stunned and refused them all, saying that he practiced the Wuwei Natural Way and did not need a master.

In fact, the so-called Wuwei Natural Way existed among a group of core disciples. It seems that he just eats and sleeps, and eats when he sleeps… 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 is said that he slept in a dog hole.

But it is such a sloppy and lazy guy who has succeeded in transforming into 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 the short fat man’s lazy voice fell, his fat body lay directly on the ground, and the sound flowed from his mouth… He fell asleep without any image at all. The young man in black had long known the habits of this senior brother, Not surprising anymore

“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 young man in white clothes holding a folding fan, and a young man holding an oil-paper umbrella. The girl in green clothes.

Both of them are in the late stage of Linghai. Although they have not taken action against each other, their momentum has begun to collide. The boy is dressed in white like snow, with gentle and elegant eyes. He smiles and speaks modestly to the girl,

“I’m Han Ziyi, I’ll take action later and ask my 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.

“I also ask my junior brother for more advice.”

“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 wafted, and plum blossoms were flying 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. The dazzling light bloomed like a white lotus!

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