Xiaoyunzhou, Lingjian Mountain, Hidden Sword Peak.

Lin Feng, wearing a wide robe and simple clothes, lay down on the crooked willow tree by the Hui River and slept soundly.

The Hui River is actually a small stream in the Hidden Sword Peak. After Lin Feng inherited the position of the peak master, he named this small stream the Hui River.

This peak master has nothing to do all day long, but he often utters words that are incomprehensible.

For example,"One cannot step into the same river twice without regrets.""

"Master Lin Feng!"

A Taoist boy in sword armor flew over with a sword,"Today is the Immortal Fate Ceremony of our Lingjian Sect. The sect master ordered me to come and report. The sect master and the eight peak masters are already here. Please get up immediately and go to select your disciples."

The Immortal Fate Ceremony is the Lingjian Sect's annual apprenticeship and disciple selection meeting. Every year, a large number of young mortals come here to seek immortal fate.

"knew."

Lin Feng didn't raise his eyelids and remained motionless.

The sword-clad Taoist boy raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and said to himself:"You are still pretending, are you just an atmosphere group who joins in the fun? In Hidden Sword Peak, besides you, the polished peak master, , are there still disciples who are willing to come?

If it weren’t for the fact that you are the son of the previous sect leader, how could a Qi Refining cultivator be able to sit in the position of Peak Master?

"The disciple resigned."

The sword-clad Taoist bowed slightly and walked away.

Lin Feng glanced at the Taoist's back and thought to himself:"System, open the sign-in panel."

"Ding, the host has signed in for twenty-four years and two hundred and forty days."

It's been almost twenty-five years, and I'm still refining...

Lin Feng is too lazy to complain.

He is not a person in this world, and it has been twenty-four years since he traveled through time.

He has made no achievements in cultivation for many years, and the system he carries with him only has a sign-in function. Nothing more.

He signed in once a day and broke through a level, but he still couldn't build a foundation.

Now, he has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining! He has lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely fought. He is used to it, and he doesn't know how strong he is. It just feels like if the entire spiritual power of Lingjian Mountain is condensed, it can only reach the tip of his finger.

"Ding, the host has signed in nine thousand times and will be rewarded with the invincible Heavenly Master skills. You will become stronger by accepting a disciple, and you will receive random rewards."

"Ding, a disciple with Holy Body qualifications has been detected and the task of recruiting a disciple has been started. After accepting a disciple, as long as the disciple does not die, the master is invincible."

I, Hidden Sword Peak, finally have a companion!

Those little phoenixes in the sect's forbidden area just happened to kill a fat one as a greeting gift for my disciple!

Lin Feng jumped down from the willow tree and ran wildly

……

Lingjian Sect, Immortal Fate Ceremony.

The Zongmen Square was filled with disciples who had passed the examination, their faces full of tension and anticipation.

Today is the grand ceremony for the new disciples of the Lingjian Sect to choose their masters. If they perform well, they will have the opportunity to join a famous family and form an immortal relationship.

The main seat on the high platform in the center of the square is the seat of the sect leader, surrounded by twelve shorter pedestals, representing the twelve peaks of the Spirit Sword.

"This rebirth has almost exhausted my original true energy!"A beautiful woman in white stood on the edge of the square, feeling resentful.

Leng Yanran was originally the empress of the demon clan. She was assassinated in a retreat and almost died.

A ray of remnant soul escaped from the Nine Netherworld and was reincarnated on the edge of Kyushu. Only in a deserted mortal family can we have the opportunity to reshape our true form.

"This Lingjian Mountain area is on the edge of the wilderness, and it is a good time for repairs."

"I am born with a holy body. After ten years of cultivation, I can return to the peak of the empress and carry out my revenge plan!"

Leng Yanran was thinking about it.

"Look, there's someone coming over there."

Someone shouted, and everyone looked into the distance.

Four middle-aged monks, one man, three women, slowly landed on the square from the air.

The leader was an old man with white hair, wearing a gray robe. There is a fierce power exuding from the whole body

"That's the legendary Spirit Sword Sect elder Li Yuntian, right? As expected, he is so strong, he doesn’t even have the slightest fluctuation in his energy."

"What do you know? This is called returning to nature. When you reach this state, you have completely separated from the mundane world. The energy in your body tends to be perfect, and naturally there is no sign of external release."

"I heard that they have been practicing for thousands of years, which is really scary!"

"Sigh... when will we, the rookies who have just started practicing qi, be able to practice to their level!"

Several young people paid homage to the elders. They had never dreamed of worshiping such a master.

The elders raised their hands to indicate silence in the square.

"Although all the new disciples have passed the initial test, you still have three thousand avenues. Next, you need to choose a cultivation method that suits you!"

"The twelve peaks of our Spirit Sword Sect are for twelve different cultivation paths. Once selected, they cannot be changed!"

As soon as Li Yuntian finished speaking, there was a commotion below like a rising tide.

"I want to worship at Fairy Sword Peak!"

A disciple shouted

"Fairy Sword Peak, accept us!"

Hearing the shouts below, a young man on the Immortal Sword Platform smiled proudly.

Their Immortal Sword Peak is the number one peak in the Spirit Sword Sect!

"Nephew Jianren, our Fairy Sword Peak is the most popular in the annual cultivation ceremony."The master of Feihua Peak smiled as brightly as a flower.

The young man responded with a smile, picked up a falling flower, narrowed his eyes and said,"On the great path of cultivation, the strong are respected."

Looking at the Hidden Sword Platform, he saw that there was no one on the platform, and he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Why does this loser Feng still stay here?

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