Chapter 23 Family Competition

"Master, what happened? Could it be that I destroyed it?"

Ling Xian looked around in a daze, completely unaware of what just happened. He only remembered that at the beginning, endless golden light poured out of his body, and he didn't know anything about the three kinds of visions in the sky that followed, and the supreme law that covered the sky with one hand.

Lian Cangqiong laughed, waved his sleeve robe, and the small world suddenly recovered as before. He looked at Ling Xian who was at a loss, and explained what happened just now.

After listening to Dan Xian's words, Ling Xian was stunned. It took a long time for him to regain his senses. He said to himself, "So that's the case. No wonder I feel like there is a magical power in my body."

"That's the power of the Supreme Dharma to cover the sky with one hand." Danxian stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I'm a little jealous of you as a teacher, but you can awaken the supreme Dharma during the qi refining period, even if it's not worth mentioning. It is an unprecedented feat, and it can be called a rare feat. Since ancient times, only two or three great talents have been able to accomplish this feat.”

"Master is overrated." Ling Xian's face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed to be praised by Lianqiong, but more of a pride.

With the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi refining, he awakened one of the six strongest dharmas to cover the sky. !

And he not only did it, but also opened the Xeon Heavenly Eye to punish the world, how much talent can this be done!

It is rude to say that once the ancient blood of Tianzun in the body is fully awakened, Ling Xian's talent will be so high that it is unparalleled in the past, and the future achievements are limitless!

Lian Cangqiong shook his head and smiled: "It's not an exaggeration at all, this is your talent."

Ling Xian touched his nose and smiled: "It's all due to the blood of the goddess."

"That's your luck, the ancient blood of the gods has nothing to do with the parents, it will be born on a certain baby, but since ancient times, the blood of the gods is not the same, and it will be the same as the cultivation base. The ancient blood inherited is very small, and some people inherit a lot of ancient blood, the more ancient blood, the stronger the talent and the higher the potential." Lian Cangqiong said.

"Is there such a statement? Is the blood of Heavenly Venerate in the disciple's body strong or weak?" Ling Xian was very surprised.

"Naturally, it is very strong. I once had a friend for my teacher. He is also a person with the ancient blood of Tianzun. He was also sealed by God, but there is only one kind of seal formation in his body, because the ancient blood of Tianzun on his body is relatively It is relatively few and weak, so God has only set a seal." Danxian's eyes flashed with reminiscence, thinking of those past events, he said with emotion: "And you have four supreme formations in your body, you can see that You have a lot of ancient blood, so powerful, so powerful that God will use four supreme divine formations to suppress you."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart was hot for a while, and he was looking forward to the moment when the blood of Tianzun fully awakened, how dazzling and shocking light would burst out?

Looking at his look of anticipation, Lian Cangqiong smiled slightly and encouraged: "Come on, the blood of Tianzun in your body has been able to break through the formation on its own, but because your cultivation is still too low, when you become stronger, I will With the help of the other eight immortals, it is not difficult to destroy the other three divine formations."

"I will." Ling Xian nodded.

"But you must remember, you must guard against arrogance and impatience, and don't stop making progress and waste your time just because you are unparalleled in talent. In my life as a teacher, I have seen too many amazing people, but most of them can't be firm. A heart of Taoism, disturbed by all kinds of temptations in the world of immortality, and finally disappeared like fireworks." Lian Cangqiong looked serious.

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will not lose his way." Ling Xian said solemnly.

For this, he can guarantee that in the past, he was extremely eager to cultivate, and now he has finally embarked on the cultivation path, and he will naturally cherish this hard-won opportunity. Besides, how could his dream be easily lost in the sky? ?

"Yes, Ruzi can be taught." Lian Cangqiong was very satisfied with Ling Xian's attitude,

Said: "Okay, you can continue to cultivate, I have to rest for the teacher, there is no way, I am a soul body now, very weak, I have to rely on Shenmian to supplement my soul power."

After speaking, he flashed, turned into a streamer, and poured into the towering soul-raising mountain.

"It seems that I have to find a way to help Master." Ling Xian frowned, carefully searching for all kinds of strange medicines he had seen from ancient books in his mind. With his current cultivation base, it is impossible to help Lianqiong reshape the sky. Flesh, but it is still possible to find some treasures that nourish the soul.

After a while, Ling Xian had no choice but to give up temporarily, and immediately sat cross-legged, palms facing upwards, absorbing the endless spiritual energy in the void.

...

three days later.

The morning sun was rising, casting a soft golden light.

Ling Xian woke up from the meditation and returned to his home. After washing up in a hurry, he immediately changed into a new set of white robes and hurried to the martial arts field.

Today is the day of the Ling family's annual competition.

Although he didn't plan to participate, he still wanted to see the excitement, and also wanted to see if Ling Hu could win a seat in the competition and have the opportunity to enter the secret realm.

Not long after, he came to the martial arts field.

I saw a lot of people on the martial arts field. Hundreds of children of the Ling family gathered here, standing there in groups of three or five, with expressions of apprehension, anticipation, excitement, and self-confidence on their faces.

Around the martial arts field, six competition arenas have been built in advance. They are made of hard-textured, aura-absorbing stones that can absorb spiritual energy to prevent the spread of mana in the competition and harm innocent people.

In the center of the Martial Arts Arena, stood a ten-zhang-high stand, with three men and one woman sitting on it.

They were the patriarch Ling Tianqing, the second elder Ling Tianjiao, the third elder Ling Tianao, and Ling Tianxiang, the pearl of the Ling family.

Ling Tianxiang's beautiful eyes have been scanning the side children below, and suddenly she caught a glimpse of a tall and straight figure with a bright and moving smile on her pretty face.

"Brother, that is Ling Xian."

"Oh?" Ling Tianqing looked at the handsome and handsome boy, and laughed, "Little sister, could it be that you really like him?"

"How come? Big brother, don't talk nonsense." Ling Tianxiang blushed.

Ling Tianqing laughed and said jokingly: "Then why are you blushing? You look like a young girl with a cherished spring."

"Aiya, big brother, you hate it, I'll ignore you." Ling Tianxiang sneered, her eyes like autumn water staring at Ling Xian below, with silent thoughts flowing.

At this moment, there is still some time before the competition starts, so there is a lot of noise around. Some children of the Ling family who are familiar with each other are gathered together in twos and threes, looking at some strong opponents in the crowd with their eyes, and discussing who is likely to win the competition this year. The first throne.

Among them, three direct descendants were the most vocal, namely Ling Chen, the young patriarch, Ling Zhan, the grandson of the first elder, and Ling Fei, the daughter of the second elder.

The three of them are about eighteen years old, and they are all at the sixth level of Qi Refining. To be able to have such a cultivation at this age, it can be seen that their talents are not weak. The children, like the stars holding the moon, stand out from the crowd, with a confident and proud look on their faces, as if the throne of the first in the competition is already in their pockets.

Ling Bai, who once provoked Ling Xian but was taught a lesson, also came today. After three days of recuperation, his injuries have improved a lot, but his energy and spirit have obviously been severely damaged, especially when he wants to shine in the competition. Ling Xian's ambitions had vanished after being hit by Ling Xian.

When Ling Xian walked into the martial arts arena, he saw it, his fists clenched unconsciously, and a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

There was a cultivator who had watched Ling Xian's Great Breaking of the Canglang Sword Art that day and defeated Ling Bai, noticing the direction of his gaze, subconsciously looking at it, and immediately exclaimed involuntarily, "Ling Xian?"

His exclamation was so loud that it immediately caused a commotion.

"Ling Xian? Is that Ling Xian who defeated Ling Bai?"

"Nonsense, is there a second Ling Xian in the Ling family? Naturally, he is the genius who is extremely savvy and can defeat the Canglang Sword Art with one move!"

"Does he also want to participate in the competition? God, I didn't have much hope of competing for the top three, and now I have even less hope!"

"I think, if he participates, then the first throne must be his. A genius who can break the family's supreme sword art, can't he get the first place?"

All eyes gathered on Ling Xian, with curiosity, anticipation, and admiration.

Ling Xian instantly became the focus of the martial arts field. He listened to the voices discussing him, calmly accepted the gazes of those eyes.

If he has no real ability, he will naturally feel embarrassed, but he has dragon slaying skills in his chest, how can he be stage fright because of some glances?

In the martial arts field, the three direct descendants of the champions also followed their prestige to Ling Xian. Since Ling Xian smashed the Canglang Sword Art with one move, almost no one in the entire Ling family knew about him, so the three of them confronted Ling Xian. It can be said that it is a long-standing name.

"Is he Ling Xian? He looks pretty good." Ling Fei said to herself.

"Looks very thin, can he really break the Canglang Sword Art?" Ling Zhan has a strong stature, and a fiery fighting intent flashed in his eyes. A muscular guy like him is the real powerhouse.

"Grandfather." The young patriarch Ling Chen smiled disdainfully, pushed aside the side disciples gathered around him, and strode toward Ling Xian.

The young patriarch of the Ling family, the first in the last competition, the nineteen-year-old cultivation genius and other halo shrouded his head, making him the focus of the entire younger generation of the Ling family. All eyes were on the young patriarch of the Ling family, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ling Chen came to Ling Xian and asked, "Are you the laughing stock of the Ling family, Ling Xian who can't cultivate?"

Ling Xian glanced at him lightly, and said, "You are talking about the former me."

"It's all the same, I heard that you have seen through the Canglang Sword Art?" Ling Chen's expression was proud, as if he was a true immortal who dominates everything. He naturally showed an aloof demeanor and looked at Ling Xian contemptuously.

That look of invincibility is really disgusting.

"Not bad." Ling Xian frowned, that contemptuous demeanor made him very unhappy, and he somewhat understood why he came here, it turned out to be here to find fault.

Ling Chen sneered, and said disdainfully, "You can see through my Ling family's supreme sword art, what a joke."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, too lazy to argue with him about these meaningless things.

However, he didn't know that his indifferent laughter made Ling Chen furious. As the young patriarch of the Ling family, he had always been highly respected, especially those of his peers, who regarded him as a role model. Who would dare to be like this? ignore him?

"I don't know how thick the sky is." Ling Chen's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "That kid Ling Bai's Canglang Sword Art has only been cultivated to the second level. Even if you see through it, it's nothing special. The Canglang Sword Art, let everyone understand that the so-called Canglang Sword Art is just a joke."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian said indifferently, "Okay, I'll wait."

"Very good, very good." Ling Chen said two good things in a row, and said contemptuously, "I believe that we will meet in the arena. At that time, I will make you understand that trash is always trash, even if it is Now that you can cultivate, in my eyes, it is nothing."