C37 Godly Beast
C37 Godly Beast
He had to personally supervise their competition this time to see how far they had grown.
He wanted to see if there were any disciples he could nurture.
In the sect.
"Ah, the Grandmaster wants us to compete tonight. Will this chicken of mine get kicked off the stage once?"
"Ah! You don't have to say anymore. My own cultivation isn't high either. I'm still afraid that I'll be defeated by you."
"Sigh! What I'm learning is refining weapons. What do I have to do now? "I don't have the materials to prepare."
"I'm still learning how to concoct pills. Why am I crying before I cry?"
Then, the two of them looked at each other and cried together.
The sound of the sect wailing made Leng Zhaoru's ears ache.
She brought her people to organize the competition and assessment. She did not know what her senior brother wanted to do so easily.
In an instant, she thought a lot.
But when everyone was ready, When they arrived at the competition venue and drew lots to fight, everyone suddenly calmed down. This might not necessarily be their turn.
They went to where Leng Zhaoru drew lots in unison. The knockout rounds of the ten versus ten competition were carried out once again, all the way until the end of the one versus one competition.
This was a competition.
The examination would be conducted separately for refining weapons, refining pills, and talismans. They would be able to obtain the best results within the stipulated time.
"Senior Brother, why did you choose tonight?" Leng Zhaoru asked.
"Oh, it was indeed decided at the last minute. We just need to show off our strengths." Chen Chuan said.
"This is the first time I've realized that senior brother has such a bad time. Many people are sighing tonight." Leng Zhaoru said.
"If I were a bit worse, they would probably want to cry to death."
"Senior brother, are you trying to pick some disciples?"
Chen Chuan sighed.
"Yes. Find a few talented people to train them."
Leng Zhaoru laughed.
Chen Chuan was confused. He did not know what he said was wrong.
However, his junior sister looked pretty when she smiled.
"I can fight people who are above my level by myself. I can deal with a hundred people, but a thousand? What about ten thousand people?"
Perhaps one day in the future, I can do it. But now, he didn't have much confidence.
He was afraid that one day, he would disappear from this world.
Strength was very important. This was because there were no hindrances.
"Tsk!" If he had known earlier, he would have trained his disciples earlier. Even if it was a little hard, it would have been fine.
Leng Zhaoru looked at his vexed expression and felt a rare joy in her heart.
"Senior Brother, look. The competition has begun."
Chen Chuan's gaze landed on the competition grounds. The few venues inside were like dumplings.
In any case, those who could stand on the stage would be able to do so. Only five.
Fifteen people could be eliminated in an instant.
Who cares.
In any case, the first stage was the right one.
"He's quite smart." Chen Chuan said.
"By the way, why didn't Li'er see him?" Leng Zhaoru felt a little regretful when she didn't see him in the crowd.
"He is cultivating in the Black Ice Cave."
"Black Ice Cave?"
Chen Chuan briefly described what had happened to her, and only then did she know what had happened.
"Is that why senior brother is so worried?"
"No." Chen Chuan shook his head decisively. "I just feel that my cultivation level is too low."
Leng Zhaoru almost lost her footing.
This?
This?
Then what is my cultivation level?
Leng Zhaoru urgently felt that being a vice sect master was too difficult.
She did not say anything.
He was a genius. Until now, she did not know where his talent ran to.
The only thing she was sure of was that he wasn't any worse than her.
Chen Chuan did not understand why she did not speak.
The two of them had a tacit understanding as they watched the competition between the disciples below.
The entire sect didn't have as many people as the Evergreen Sect. There were only two to three thousand people.
By noon the next day, it was already over.
In the final competition, Ye Shuhang was the first to refine pills, Xuan Min was the second, and Mu Luo was the third.
In the sword test, Gu Qiu would be the first, Leng Nian would be the second, and Lan Jin would be the third.
In the forging process, Zhao Huan, Feng Li, and Hua Yanxu would be the first.
These nine people were the most outstanding disciples.
Chen Chuan glanced at Leng Nian a few more times. It was probably because he shared the same surname as his junior sister.
"From today onwards, all the top three disciples can go to the library to read all kinds of books for a period of seven days."
"Senior Brother, where is the library?" Leng Zhaoru asked curiously.
Many of the disciples were at a loss. They looked at each other and finally looked at Chen Chuan in confusion.
"This... The Compendium Pavilion... Do we have it?"
"I don't think so, but since the Grandmaster said so, we have it! " But... where is it? "
"That's right. Where is the Compendium Pavilion? Do you know? "
Chen Chuan smiled helplessly.
It was as if a Long Sword had been condensed on the tip of his finger. His gaze was fixed on the mountain not far away in front of him.
That was a deserted place in the sect.
And he had used a sword to cut it into flat ground, causing everyone to gasp in amazement.
He placed the library hidden within his spirit sense out.
Where did the huge library that exuded an ancient aura land? The large words at the entrance were even more flamboyant and flamboyant.
"This library, you guys don't have to guess anymore. This is one of the hidden powers of the High Martial Sect."
"For the three of them, it will be opened to the eighth floor. As for the ninth floor and above, your cultivation base isn't high enough."
Leng Zhaoru and the others clearly heard that this was the foundation of their sect.
When the top three heard that they could not go to the ninth floor because of their cultivation level, they immediately became depressed.
Compared to them, many people regretted not working hard to win the competition. Otherwise, they would be able to go in and watch for free.
"Seven days later, the Compendium Pavilion will be opened for free. However, if you want to go to the cultivation room, you will need to use elemental stones." Chen Chuan said.
Everyone was speechless.
Was this a way to get money?
However, they were still very happy that it was free.
It was just that happiness came too quickly and hit their faces too quickly.
Seven days later, the first level was fine, the second level was fine, and the third level was barely passable. The fourth level was lying on the ground.
The fifth floor would not be able to go up.
Beep. Host has promoted a disciple and obtained a hundred Martial Spirit Talent cards. Do you want the guardian divine beast, the Black Tortoise, to advance to adulthood?
When Chen Chuan heard the reward given by the system, he immediately became happy.
He clicked yes.
In a pond in the sect, the little turtle had grown up under the pond.
Perhaps it was because of the system's bonuses that the little turtle did not have a lightning tribulation when it reached adulthood.
However, its phantom image appeared above the sect for an instant. Some disciples would think that their eyes were playing tricks on them when they saw it.
Leng Zhaoru deeply felt that this had something to do with Chen Chuan.
When she went to ask, Chen Chuan even said, "That is the Divine Beast that guards the sect for us."
Leng Zhaoru's face was full of confusion. What medicinal Divine Beasts? Where did they come from?