Chapter 72 Xue Lin
Chapter 72 Xue Lin
Chen Yuan watched Huang Yunshang fall to the ground, then bowed to the foundation-building cultivator in the air and said respectfully:
"Senior, the storage bag on this person..."
This foundation-building monk was dressed in a white robe and looked to be around thirty years old. He had an ordinary face and a slightly dark complexion.
He looked Chen Yuan up and down and said with a smile:
"In a competition, life and death are determined by fate. Since he died in your hands, the storage bag naturally belongs to you."
"Thank you, senior."
Chen Yuan stepped forward and flew in front of Huang Yunshang. He picked up the silver flying sword, bronze mirror, and gray talisman that fell on the ground, and then took off the storage bag on his body.
This was not the end. He reached into Huang Yunshang's arms and cuffs and searched carefully. After making sure that nothing was missing, he stood up, took out the Ascension Order, and held it high with both hands.
The foundation-building monk raised his hand and the Ascension Order flew into his hand.
"What's your name?"
"Junior Chen Yuan."
The foundation-building monk injected a trace of magic power into the Ascension Order and threw it back.
"The Cizhou Huang Clan has considerable influence in the sect. You killed Huang Yunshang so ruthlessly. You will definitely have troubles after you join the sect. Be careful."
Chen Yuan's mind raced, a look of gratitude appeared on his face, and he bowed deeply:
"Thank you for your advice, senior. I will keep it in mind."
The foundation-building cultivator said no more words, made a hand gesture with his right hand, and tapped the formation plate held in his left hand.
The array plate emitted light, and the light shield covering the arena rippled and slowly disappeared.
At this time, there were more than a dozen people standing in front of the ring. They had won the competition and obtained a place in the competition.
When they saw the light shield of stage No. 12 disappear, they all turned their heads and looked over here.
A young monk in brocade clothes, holding a folding fan, gently waved it, looking very elegant, and smiled at a female monk beside him:
"Huang Yunsang has been delayed for such a long time. It seems that the rumors that his foundation is unstable are not groundless."
The female cultivator had black hair down to her waist, a beautiful face, and was dressed in white, spotless. Upon hearing this, her eyebrows slightly furrowed:
"Brother Xue, why do you have to slander others behind their backs?"
The monk in brocade robes laughed and said:
"Junior Sister Song, you may not know that Huang Yunshang is an expert at the art of replenishing yin with yang, and he likes to use furnaces and tripods to practice. Although he claims to be an orthodox Xuanmen practitioner and a master of the secret art of sex, from what I know, it is most likely a magic secret technique... Huh?"
At the end of his speech, he suddenly stopped, looked at the body of Huang Yunshang on the No. 12 ring where the light shield disappeared, and laughed:
"Interesting, Huang Yunsang is actually dead!"
The beautiful female cultivator was also quite surprised to see this scene. She shifted her gaze to Chen Yuan who was walking down the stage and looked at him carefully.
When the other dozen people saw Huang Yunshang die, some were indifferent, while others, who also came from immortal cultivation families and knew Huang Yunshang, couldn't help but change their expressions.
Huang Yunshang, who was carrying a talisman, died on the stage!
How strong will his opponent be?
They all looked at Chen Yuan, their eyes filled with vigilance, speculation, amazement, etc.
Chen Yuan ignored their gazes, walked to a place a little further away from the crowd, and waited for the competition to end.
After Chen Yuan stepped down, a Lingyun sect disciple who was at the tenth level of Qi training walked onto the stage and put Huang Yunshang's body into a jade coffin.
At this time, the light shield covering the No. 7 ring slowly disappeared, revealing two monks on the ring, one ecstatic and the other depressed.
There are two arenas left and the competition will be over soon.
The man in brocade clothes waved his folding fan and walked towards Chen Yuan. He stopped in front of him, put away his folding fan, and bowed, saying:
"My name is Xue Lin. May I ask what is this fellow Taoist's name?"
Chen Yuan returned the greeting:
"My name is Chen Yuan."
Xue Lin opened his folding fan again and waved it, saying with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chen is very skilled. He was able to beat Huang Yunshang to death in the ring. I admire you!"
Chen Yuan said calmly:
"Chen won by luck, but he lost in the end. I feel very ashamed."
Xue Lin smiled and said:
"Fellow Daoist Chen is too modest. Although Huang Yunshang is a waste, the Qianjun Axe Talisman and Dingguang Mirror in his hands are rare treasures. Fellow Daoist was able to kill him head-on in the ring. His strength must be extraordinary. In the future, we will all be disciples of Lingyun Sect, so we should get closer to each other!"
Seeing Xue Lin's enthusiastic attitude, Chen Yuan was unsure of what he was thinking, so he could only smile and say:
"Fellow Daoist Xue comes from a famous family, and I have long heard of your great name. If there is a chance, I will definitely sit down and discuss Taoism with you."
Xue Lin's smile widened:
"Since you know my background, you must also know that Huang Yunshang is from the Huang family of Cizhou. Let me remind you that Huang Yunshang's elder brother Huang Yundao is also in Lingyun Sect and will definitely cause trouble for you. Be careful."
Chen Yuan's mind raced, but his expression remained calm. He bowed and said:
"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Xue. I will definitely take more precautions."
Xue Lin smiled and nodded, waved his folding fan, then turned and left.
Chen Yuan looked at his back, his eyes slightly narrowed, thoughts surging in his mind.
Xue Lin had never met him before, but he gave him a reminder, which was definitely not out of kindness.
This man must have had some grudge against Huang Yunshang, or the Xue family of Tuozhou and the Huang family of Cizhou were not on good terms. After seeing him kill Huang Yunshang, they wanted him to fight the Huang family even more fiercely.
But no matter what Xue Lin thought, he had to be careful and guard against Huang Yundao.
The foundation-building cultivator also reminded him that he might also have a grudge with the Huang family.
Before he even entered Lingyun Sect, he had offended a large immortal cultivation family, but Chen Yuan did not regret it at all.
At first, he didn't want to kill Huang Yunsang and make enemies with the Huang family.
However, Huang Yunshang offered such generous conditions for an admission spot, which shows that he is determined to win.
But Chen Yuan entered Lingyun Sect for the foundation-building pill, which Huang Yunshang could not agree to.
There was no way he would give up this spot, otherwise he would definitely offend Huang Yunshang.
Huang Yunshang was favored by the patriarch of the Huang family, and to make enemies with him was to make enemies with the Huang family of Cizhou.
Anyway, they will become enemies in the end. Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountains, it is better to kill Huang Yunshang, get his talismans and magic weapons, and enhance strength.
As for Huang's revenge, we can only fight back against it with our own strength.
……
Chen Yuan waited for a quarter of an hour, and the competitions on the two arenas ended one after another, and another cultivator was killed or injured.
The twenty-two victorious monks gathered in front of the arena, standing in awe.
The middle-aged monk glanced around and said grimly:
"The Ascension Conference is over. Congratulations on winning the three rounds of competition and obtaining the entry quota. But before you join our sect, you still have to pass an entry test. If anyone has ill intentions and attempts to spy on our sect, you can voluntarily withdraw now. If you are found out, you will be killed on the spot!"
After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but no one spoke.
"Very good, follow me and take the entry test!"
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(End of this chapter)