Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

The audience under the stage, as well as the male and female inner disciples who are preparing for the competition, are watching the competition to gain experience, and maybe they will interact with each other.

The male cultivators fought fiercely, and the fight between the female cultivators was also exciting. The competition between the inner disciples was indeed not weak.

The Jindan elders watching from above all nodded secretly. This group of disciples has great potential.

Everyone wants to choose a disciple to be their direct disciple in this inner disciple competition.

There was a golden elixir elder who was a female cultivator. She watched the match between Ding Ling and another disciple.

I didn't see how many magic weapons and runes this female disciple used, but she was able to use the spells and techniques seen in the library to fight against the opponent's wealthy family.

She nodded silently. This female disciple suited her well. She once came from an ordinary family, and no one in the village had spiritual roots.

The parents heard that the Immortal Sect accepts disciples and can provide them with plenty of food. They feel that since there are many children at home, the children at home can have a full meal when they go to the Immortal Sect and will not starve to death in the famine.

Their parents took their brothers and sisters, and the five of them went to the square where the Immortal Sect recruits disciples to test their spiritual roots.

Among the five brothers and sisters, she is the only one with spiritual roots. She is indeed a useless person with mixed roots.

Fortunately, the Immortal Sect accepted her as a handyman disciple. During that period of arduous training, it took her ten years to enter the inner sect, which took more time than other senior sisters, senior brothers, junior brothers, and junior sisters.

But she was not discouraged. When she became an inner disciple, she returned to her hometown once when she was on a mission.

That time when she met her gray-haired parents and her brothers and sisters who were married and had children, she gave them the money she had on her body so that their lives would not be so difficult.

That was the gold coins saved over the past ten years. With her support, her family started a small business among ordinary people.

After becoming a Jindan elder, when I returned to my hometown again, my parents were gone, my brothers and sisters were old, but there was no one with spiritual roots in the family.

She has become the Golden Core Elder and has not accepted any disciples yet. She is thinking of finding a disciple with better qualifications to make up for her shortcomings in this competition among the inner disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Teach her skills to this disciple, but it doesn't have to be a rich female disciple, as long as you are close to each other.

Ding Ling didn't know that in this competition, whether she lost or won, Elder Jindan was already interested in her.

Under the attack of the other party's wealthy family, she had no time to think about anything.

It turned out that her body was very clean, and now her robe was golden in color, and some of her hair was hanging down.

There was also golden dust on his face, but he had no time to care about it.

After listening to her senior brother's words yesterday, she went back and practiced the exercises and spells she was using all night long. With her continuous efforts, she became a master.

It can also resist the opponent's rich runes and magic weapons.

Lai Jianlin watched from the audience and enjoyed it. The competition between the four martial arts brothers was very exciting.

He also paid special attention to the match between Ding Ling and another female disciple.

Ding Ling's use of spells is still a little naive, and it is her ability to resist the opponent's continuous use of many magic weapons and runes.

This junior sister is one of the strongest and has strong confidence. It seems that she cannot underestimate everyone.

Lai Jianlin knew that he was in the middle stage of foundation building. He might be able to win easily against those whose cultivation level was one level lower than his, but he couldn't be careless. Sometimes he would lose Jingzhou.

There are many people who cross the line to win, and he did the same thing when he became an inner disciple.

Their inner disciple has the highest cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building. Maybe he will meet someone higher.

Mo Wen was also watching nervously. The lot he drew was second. After this group of people competed, it was his turn.

He has no confidence at all, and he always loses when sparring with Lai Jianlin these days.

With his confidence constantly undermining, Mo Wen was mentally prepared today and determined to participate.

Win or lose, as long as you participate in the game.

When I came here to watch the game, this kind of mental preparation was of no use. I was always in a state of nervousness.

"Junior Brother Lai, do you think Ding Ling will win?"

Lai Jianlin turned to look at Mo Wen and said, "Brother, you're not competing, so why do you seem more nervous than the people on the stage? There's no need to be nervous. Although winning or losing is important, you can't get distracted."

"Junior brother, I know, but I'm just nervous."

"Senior brother, don't be nervous and careless after you get on stage. You have to calmly find out the opponent's flaws in order to win in one fell swoop."

"Junior brother has learned a lesson."

"Well, Ding Ling will not lose. Her ability is not strong, but her character is very strong. This kind of inner strength is also very important. She can turn a weak point into a strong one."

"Ah! So junior sister is so powerful?"

After hearing what Lai Jianlin said, Mo Wen felt that as a grown man, he couldn't be weaker than a woman at heart!

So what is he nervous about? What are you afraid of?

Anyway, if you lose, you lose, if you win, you win.

After Mo Wen chatted with Lai Jianlin for a while, he calmed down a little and followed the disciples' competition on the martial arts stage.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Bian Shasha ran out of runes and could only use magic weapons to attack the opponent.

Ding Ling's dodge depleted Bian Shasha's runes, and the sneak attack without runes made her feel quite relaxed, and she began to defend and counterattack.

She still used a magic weapon and ice spell, which transformed from flying knives and flying swords into huge axes. The huge axes killed each other like real axes.

The golden pagoda in Bian Shasha's hand has collected so much ice and snow, and is full of ice, snow and water. When more ice and snow enter the golden pagoda, it can no longer melt at once.

The ice and snow began to solidify, and the golden light of the golden pagoda could no longer be used normally. The light emitted was very weak, not as powerful as the flames.

Bian Shasha became anxious and lost her previous composure. The golden hairpin flew up and down Ding Ling.

Since the golden pagoda couldn't be used, I had to put the golden pagoda back into the storage bag and use another magic weapon, the jade fan.

Bian Shasha used a spiritual energy on the jade fan, and when it met, it sent out a huge strong wind, trying to blow away the axes in the sky.

Ding Ling's ice axes were only blown a little crooked, but it did not affect the attack on the opponent. The ice axes were still chopped down.

Bian Shasha saw that the jade fan was useless and could only keep dodging the ice axe, looking very embarrassed.

The ice axes all over the sky were like a rain of arrows. Bian Shasha couldn't dodge and was hit on the head by one of the huge ice axes, knocking her head out.

After a pause, more and bigger ice axes hit her head, knocking Bian Shasha unconscious.

Bian Shasha fell down gorgeously on the martial arts platform. If one party loses, the magic circle on the martial arts platform will automatically send the opponent out of the competition square. This is to prevent the disciples from deliberately retaliating.