Master: Taking a peek at the diary, my disciple is 100 million points strong

Ye Qingyang sat cross-legged, slowing down his breathing rate, like a turtle's breath, feeling the qi and blood surging in his body.

It took two days and two nights before he reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Soon, it won't be long before we can break through the middle stage of refining the void.

"I'll go down the mountain first and tell Master the good news!" Ye

Qingyang got up and was about to leave, when he bumped into an old man in Tsing Yi head-on.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass on the Immortal Mountain!" The

old man was not angry, his left hand was placed on his abdomen, his right hand was holding a whisk of dust, and his white beard was half an arm's length.

Ye Qingyang hurriedly saluted.

"I am the apprentice of Biluo Master, and for the secret realm trial four days later, Master specially took me to Cangming Mountain to cultivate. "

Biluo's disciple, you are the mediocre material of the first level of qi refining!"

"Leave quickly! Cangming Mountain is not something that a mediocre material like you can step into." The

cold light in the old man's eyes flickered, and an extremely powerful terrifying aura struck, threatening to force him back.

This

is at least the strength that only people who have the ability to transform into a god or above.

If he delays here any longer, I'm afraid he will be crushed into powder.

Ye Qingyang was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

He is only in the early stage of refining the void now, and he definitely does not dare to have a dispute with the powerhouse of the gods.

"The disciple will leave, and please don't get angry.

Ye Qingyang left with interest.

He didn't know the identity of the old man, nor did he know what his status was within the sect.

However, judging from the terrifying aura he exuded and the unique lines on his clothes, he was at least an elder.

Both the elder and the elder on the stage can be called an elder, and there is nothing wrong with him calling him so.

It is impossible to be so lucky to meet the head of the Xiaoyao Sect!Ye

Qingyang thought so, and returned to the Qingluan Hall after a while.

Biluo was not in the temple.

There was a letter on the table.

On the envelope was written Qingluan Hall Ye Qingyang, and on the letter paper was written about the secret realm trial.

The Uncharted Trial officially began two days later.

Disciples above the foundation building in the True Transmission Academy, below the cultivation level, are required to participate.

The secret realm trial lasts for fifteen days, and there are a number of demon beasts in the foundation building period and the Jindan realm.

At the end of the trial, those with the highest realm and the fastest improvement in the realm will receive a treasure from the head of the sect himself.

Ye Qingyang received the letter, feeling sad, and then recorded it in the emperor's diary.

"I haven't seen Master for two days. "

I miss Master's long legs so much, and I can't see the long legs empty in my heart.

"I have to participate in the secret realm trial in two days, and I won't be able to see the master for half a month. "

Alas. A

few rays of light emerged from the quaint diary, and Biluo opened it.

You don't need to look at it to know that Ye Qingyang wrote a new diary.

Every time such a strange light appears, a new diary must appear.

After reading the diary, Biluo's eyebrows drooped.

I

thought that taking him to Cangming Mountain would calm his lust for a while.

I didn't expect it to be like this after two days, and it seems that I have to hang him for a few days.

It's not too late to see him after the secret realm trial is over.

Biluo was about to put down the diary to practice, only to see a few more lines on it.

"Zhang Qi's adventure will appear in this trial, and maybe I can get a great chance in it.

"At that time, the gap between me and Master will be getting smaller and smaller!" The

handwriting stopped abruptly, and there was no movement for a long time.

Biluo closed the diary with a focused expression.

Cultivators must be concentrating on cultivation, but this apprentice of hers is good, but it is actually to cultivate close to the master?

Thinking about it like this, Bi Luoden hated that iron is not steel, and threw away the diary from afar.

Since Ye Qingyang was taught a lesson by the old man on Cangming Mountain, he didn't dare to go up the mountain again.

Bi Luo left a note saying that he was in retreat and cultivating, and he didn't know that Ye Qingyang didn't go to Cangming Mountain.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

According to the time on the letter, Ye Qingyang waited early in the central square of the True Transmission Academy.

The disciples of the True Transmission consciously lined up in six columns in order of priority.

Ye Qingyang randomly chose a column to stand behind.

Coincidentally, Zhang Qi happened to be standing next to him.

"You did.

Zhang Qi seemed to be smiling, his eyes were complicated, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Ye Qingyang ignored him and turned his head away.

He always felt that today's Zhang Qi was completely different from Zhang Qi who had curried favor with him a few days ago.

The aura emanating from Zhang Qi's body made Ye Qingyang very disgusted.

The disciple next to him recognized Ye Qingyang and stepped forward to talk.

"Senior Brother Qingyang, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your realm has improved again?"

"Worship under the door of Biluo Master, it must be a rapid improvement, right?" "

After entering the secret realm, I also hope that the junior brother will take care of the feelings of the same door and help each other." On

the day Ye Qingyang fought back against Zhang Qi, he was also on the scene, so he naturally knew Ye Qingyang's strength.

Before that day, all the True Transmission disciples thought that he was a waste wood from the first layer of Qi refining.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingyang didn't know when he had cultivated to the realm of refining the void.

The list of secret realm trials will be announced the day before, and all the participating disciples will be able to see everyone's realm.

What Biluo reported to Ye Qingyang was only in the early stage of Jindan.

The highest realm on the list is the peak of Jindan, and he is also the number one disciple of the True Transmission Academy, and it is rumored to be the disciple of the Supreme Elder Qingfeng.

If it is reported according to Ye Qingyang's true realm, it is not a good thing that the edge is too exposed.

Before entering the secret realm, hugging a thigh first is the idea of many disciples.

The disciple who took the initiative to talk to Ye Qingyang had such an idea.

Ye Qingyang returned a polite smile, "It's easy to say."

"The love of compatriots is the most precious, and we should move forward together to resist the monsters.

"If you need any help when you enter the secret realm, just come to me.

With this promise, the disciple next to him smiled happily and pulled Ye Qingyang to nag for a long time.

Zhang Qi on the side swept his cold eyes, and looked at the disciples behind him, and the murderous intent in his eyes was fully revealed, completely no longer the appearance of the previous days.

Ye Qingyang couldn't help but curse in his heart, and his arrogance rose a lot after a few days.

This strange face is faster than turning a book.

According to the process of the sect, first the Taishang Elder Qingfeng, who had just returned to the Xiaoyao Sect yesterday, delivered a speech.

Ye Qingyang glanced at it, it wasn't Cangming Mountain that he met that person, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

You must know that Elder Taishang's status in the sect is a cut above Biluo, and his strength is even more unfathomable.

Even if the head of the sect meets the elder Taishang, he has to give three points.

And this secret realm trial, the eldest disciple of the Supreme Elder is also among them, which can't help but make people wonder who the treasure will fall into.

"Which one is Elder Taishang's disciple?" Ye

Qingyang asked, his gaze sweeping through the queue.

"You don't even know about him!" The

disciple on the side exclaimed, and it was not surprising that he immediately thought of Ye Qingyang and Zhang Qi's hands.

The disciples of the first level of Qi refining, the disciples who dared to fight the peak of the first elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, it was not a big deal if they couldn't recognize the true disciples.