Chapter 276: Is there a problem

"The entry-level Xianwu handprint is so much stronger than before?"
Bai Ziyue glanced at the huge deep pit on the ground. Even though it may not be because of the softness of the place, it would be easy to sink into it even if standing still, but he was still shocked.
"But think about it, it's normal.
This Xianwu big mudra is the immortal law sect of three hundred years ago, the unique knowledge of the immortal Wuzong's Zhenzong, which is naturally unsuitable for ordinary martial arts, and can be compared with the immortal law. "
Bai Ziyue thought in his heart, smiled openly, and felt normal again.
In its heyday, Xianwu Sect was comparable to the Xianfa Sect of the Kunwu Sword Sect, and it was only slightly weaker than the Chaoyang Taoist Sect. How could it be weaker than the Chaoyang Taoist Sect.
"This is still an entry, driven by internal force, and then Xiaocheng, I will transform into spiritual power for display. In the domineering, there will be an extra layer of agility, which can lift heavy weights.
And when the immortal martial arts master mudra has been cultivated to great achievement, the immortal martial arts are integrated, and the internal force and spiritual power are fused with each other, then it can truly exert the terrifying power of this unique school.
The original Immortal Wuzong relied on this fascinating knowledge to make a fortune. "
Bai Ziyue looked forward to it, but he didn't want to use his soul energy to upgrade.
With the improvement of his realm, the ranks of martial arts and immortal methods of cultivation have continued to increase, and the time required to upgrade has also increased accordingly.
More time to adapt.
Even if this time is actually not long, but some accidents happen, he naturally finds a safe place.
"Big brother is amazing."
The little girl Zhao Yueer looked at the deep pit on the ground, her eyes widened, her mouth widened in surprise, she closed it for a while, and looked at Bai Ziyue with admiration.
"If you practice hard, you can do it in the future."
Bai Ziyue smiled slightly, touched her head, and then set off again.
"Soul Energy +65, +166, +812, +137..."
In the endless swamp, killing will never be lacking.
Bai Ziyue pushed all the way horizontally, beheading countless. But compared to the countless creatures in the swamp, it was only a drop in the ocean.
The increase in the soul energy of his body is more from the swamp. The fighting of various creatures, the increased soul energy that really died in his hands, on the contrary, only accounted for one third of it.
After three hours, the ground gradually dried and hardened, and the trees began to stand tall. Perhaps because of the aura, these trees all seem a bit towering.
The leaves at the top are even more verdant and green, and even though it is the autumn season, they have not withered or turned yellow.
"It's almost here, that mountain should be Chaoyang Peak."
Bai Ziyue looked into the distance, a mountain, towering and huge, blocked by continuous clouds.
Occasionally, you can see some cranes and birds flying among them, some people flying by in the sky, there are also attic palaces, soaring towers, vaguely revealed, a scene of immortals.
Because of the route, Bai Ziyue missed Yunwushanfang City and directly arrived at the gate of Chaoyang Taoist School.
At the foot of the mountain gate, there is a place like a small town. Houses are scattered in different patterns, and a huge street is formed. It is not uncommon for people to come and go.
"Hey, here's another one, it's still a drag."
Just set foot in the town, a laughter came over.
Bai Ziyue looked over and saw that he was a big bald man in his thirties. He was not angry, but asked calmly, "Excuse me, how can I get to the Dao Pavilion?"
Earlier, he had inquired about the rules of joining Chaoyang Taoist School from the mouth of Yu Yangding.
I know that Chaoyang Taoist school does not have high requirements in this regard.
Even if it is a casual cultivator, as long as you have the qualifications of the fairy law, you can register directly in the Taoist Pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and within three to five days, you can officially become a disciple of the Chaoyang Taoist school.
Of course, the Chaoyang Taoist School, as a great school of Xianfa, has its own set of operating regulations, which will generally be evaluated in many ways such as age, Xianfa qualifications, or the state of Xianfa to adjust treatment.
If the aptitude is too low and the potential is too small, for many people, instead of staying in the Chaoyang Taoist school and struggling, it is really better to be a casual cultivator and be happier.
After all, there are many people who will find it difficult to break the switch card in their lifetimes and become enlightened masters.
Of course, like Bai Ziyue, those who need the barrier-breaking pill, the Kaiqiao pill to break through the realm, and the follow-up exercises to increase the realm, naturally only join the sect.
"Sure enough, it was another one who came to join Chaoyang Taoist School.
But, are you ready to stay in Chaoyang Taoist school for thirty years and be a slave and a servant?
In addition..."
The bald man's eyes slanted slightly and looked at Bai Ziyue jokingly. Said: "Whether Rudao Pavilion can see you, it's not always certain."
"how you said that?"
Bai Ziyue frowned slightly and asked.
"Your Excellency traveled all the way through the Yunmiao Mountain swamp and came here, and bluntly said that he was looking for Dao Pavilion. Isn't it because of the many martial arts resources, even Xiantian Pills, that he was willing to give up freedom and become a martial slave?"
The bald man said, shook his head, and continued: "If it is ten years earlier, generally a warrior with internal strength, Chaoyang Taoist faction will barely accept it.
But ten years ago, after the identity of the seven innate ancestors of the Qijianshan martial arts faction who were Chaoyang Taoist martial artists was revealed, more and more martial artists broke into this place regardless of danger.
In addition, among the Chaoyang Taoist school, there are also many secular family members of disciples who, without the qualifications of the fairy law, become martial slaves for a certain future.
Now, the martial arts cultivation base has not reached the second-rate, but he can't enter the fairy gate. "
With that said, he raised his head and glanced at Bai Ziyue again, full of pity.
Although he couldn't see through Bai Ziyue's martial arts realm, he could conclude by looking at the opponent's face only that the opponent's strength was definitely not strong, at least not reaching the second-rate master level.
As for Bai Ziyue's one person, one dog and one little girl, he was not surprised that he passed the Yunmiao Mountain swamp safely.
Although the swamp land was dangerous, as countless people broke through, there were already many relatively safe places that were marked out.
In addition, there are caravans passing every month to reach Yunmiaoshanfang City. The real distance to travel is only thirty miles. In fact, as long as you are careful enough, coupled with the strength above the internal strength realm, and a certain degree of self-protection, you can naturally reach this place smoothly.
"Oh? Martial slave? But I didn't intend to become a martial slave."
Frowning, even though he is also an immortal monk, he is even an orthodox martial artist. The name martial artist really makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Aren't you still a cultivator of Xianfa?"
Hearing this, the bald man couldn't help speaking in contempt.
"Is there a problem?"
Bai Ziyue glanced at him faintly, pointed a finger, and a group of orange-red flames immediately appeared in his hand.
With a light sway, the flame disappeared immediately, and he stopped staying and stepped directly into the town.
This town is not big, even if the bald guy is not big, he can find the entrance pavilion at most by walking a few steps, but he doesn't need to ask about it.
"Really a monk of fairy law?"
The bald man glared, his face flushed suddenly, and he looked a little ashamed.
He intended to deliberately put forward the Chaoyang Taoist rules and let Bai Ziyue return in disappointment, thus satisfying his idea of ​​gloating.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was not a warrior at all, but a cultivator with the qualifications of the fairy law...This made him a little embarrassed.
In the depths of the eyes, a deep color of envy emerged.
"Old Cao, are you flat?
You see, they came all the way in white clothes, but there was no damage or dirt at all. Can't you still see the other side's extraordinary? "
A middle-aged man wearing black long sleeves and showing yellow teeth laughed and said.
"Who knows that he is dressed as a warrior, but he is still an immortal monk?
No, I have to take a look.
Chaoyang Taoist disciples are divided into four classes according to age, aptitude, and realm.
First class is respected, and the fourth class is the last. If it is the fourth class, even if you join, you are only a handyman disciple, and the status is not much higher than that of my martial slaves.
I want to see, he will be divided into ranks. "
Having said that, the old Cao also hurriedly followed, wanting to get some insights.
In the small town ~EbookFREE.me~, there are many warriors like them who failed to join Chaoyang Taoist school. They dream of becoming the innate like the seven innate ancestors of Qijian Mountain, and then fighting the sword.
I have a lot of free time, and I like to have a lot of fun, and soon there will be a bunch of them to follow.
"Enter the Dao Pavilion!"
After walking for a few minutes, Bai Ziyue found the entrance to the Dao Pavilion. Without hesitation, he settled the little black dog aside, and then took Zhao Yueer's hand and stepped directly in.
"You want to join our Chaoyang Taoist school?"
In the Dao Pavilion, an old man with gray hair raised his eyes to look at Bai Ziyue, and said casually: "How is the cultivation level?"
"The Ninth Floor of the Qi Refining Period!"
Bai Ziyue said in a deep voice.
"Ok?"
The old man suddenly raised his head and said in shock: "You are not a warrior?"
"I'm used to astringent breath."
Bai Ziyue then suddenly realized why the big bald man had concluded that he was a warrior.
His clothes are indeed like a warrior.
Hastily unfolded the convergent breath on his body.
Suddenly, a sense of lightness that belonged to the cultivator of the fairy law came out of him.
"Sure enough, it is the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period."
The old man let out a sigh of relief and quickly stood up. He immediately became more enthusiastic. He also greeted a young monk on the side, served hot tea, and invited him to take a seat.
At the door, the eyes of Lao Cao and others who were peeping were wide open, with shocked expressions on their faces.
The ninth floor of the refining period?
Even though they had known for a long time that Bai Ziyue was a cultivator of the Immortal Technique, they never expected that the opponent's Immortal Technique cultivation base would be so high.
In the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, among the Chaoyang Taoist School, they are all elite disciples.
The status of Chaoyang Taoist school is so high that it surpasses the old handyman who has broken through the martial arts and above the innate realm.
As for martial arts, it is actually their self-deprecating statement.