Chapter 1782 The First Level of the Demon Claw

Half an hour later, Wang Lin left the jungle. He looked calm, but he sighed in his heart that the python was indeed one of the eight gates, but it was not the real gate.

"If you continue to search for it one by one, you will have the opportunity to find the true gate. However, even if the Yundao Tianzhi practices perfectly, the reversal of the memory of the third soul is still not severe enough... In this case, it is difficult to find the eight gates one by one.

Now I can only wait a few months later, the Donglin Sect competition will be very unforgettable for this competition against the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord back then. If his memory is reversed in the competition, he should be able to find the true gate at the moment when his memory is chaotic!" Wang Lin was in the air and pondered.

His figure turned into clouds and fog, galloping towards Donglin Sect.

Time flies quickly, three months later.

To be precise, it was the fifth month after Wang Lin learned the Yundao Tianzhi, and the Donglin Sect Competition was launched!

As one of the thirteen sects in this place, Donglin Sect will compete for low-level disciples of the sect every half of the 1980s, selecting outstanding ones from them and being trained in a key way.

He also has the qualification to practice in Donglinchi for several days, which makes every competition extremely intense.

The practice of cultivators is a cruel thing to the survival of the weak, so even though every competition is required to be completed, there will still be casualties. As for this phenomenon, as long as it is not continuous killing, the sect often ignores it.

There are 321 types of mountain peaks in Donglin Sect. Each system will send three or five people to participate in the competition. The winning competition will receive generous rewards, so the competition is more cruel in the competition.

Competitions of more than a thousand people often take a while. At this time, it is also a rare lively time for the Donglin Sect. Moreover, the Donglin Star is too big, and the disciples in the mountains rarely know each other. Taking advantage of each competition, it is often an opportunity to get to know each other.

On this day, Su Dao's master came out of seclusion again. After summoning all his disciples, he selected three people from them to participate in this competition. Wang Lin and Zhou Li naturally, the other one was a woman. She was beautiful and smiled before she could speak.

The woman's name is Qin Mei. In the memory of the third soul of the Seven Colorful Immortal Lord, she has a little deeper understanding of this woman, and seems to have some admiration. Unfortunately, after this competition, the woman became Taoist couples with Zhou Li and stopped Su Dao's idea.

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that Su Dao would become the decisive and scheming Qicai Immortal Lord in the future, but Wang Lin empathized with this. He still remembered that he was more than two thousand years ago, and he was completely different from now.

Environment can change everything, experience can change personality, which is good or bad.

"Junior Brother Su, you haven't congratulated you on being qualified to practice the cloud Taoist celestial arts. You have never seen you during this period. I just met you today." As Wang Lin pondered, a beautiful voice came from his ears.

It was Qin Mei who looked at Wang Lin with a clever smile, and her words were gentle, like a fragrant wind swaying on her face.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, very calm and did not speak.

But her smile fell into Qin Mei's eyes, which surprised her heart. In her memory, Su Dao has always been shy. If he talked to him, he would blush and be at a loss.

But the freedom and freedom that is revealed in the other person's smile is very different, and it seems to contain an indescribable feeling. Su Dao is an extremely handsome person, and now he has a unique charm with Wang Lin's smile.

Zhou Li looked at this scene not far away with a gloomy expression. Now he seems the same as five months ago, but in fact the blood and fatigue in his eyes clearly reveal his torture within five months.

Qin Mei seemed to be about to speak, but as his master swung his sleeves, auspicious clouds enveloped the three of them, roared into the air, and headed straight for the master of Donglin Sect.

The battlefield for low-level disciples is on the main sect square of Donglin Sect. If the main sect is not summoned at other times, they will not be allowed to step into a half step.

Only at this time of competition can disciples from various departments enter here, and many people even have this opportunity in their lives.

The square is not big, but it can accommodate thousands of monks. However, if you compete here, the scope is naturally not enough. However, Donglin Sect can become one of the nine sects and thirteen sects, with its profound foundation, unpredictable.

In this square, the sect leaders and elders of the Donglin Sect in history have constantly set up formation restrictions. During each competition, a small part of it will be opened, tearing open the world and entering the Donglin space crack belonging to the Donglin Sect.

There is the battlefield of the first competition.

At this moment, in the square of the Donglin Sect Master Sect, long rainbows roared in the sky and came here constantly. In each rainbow, masters from various departments led their disciples.

Because it is a low-level disciple, and there is a very likely future genius to appear in it, so every time Donglin Sect does not invite any outsiders to watch the ceremony, it is entirely a matter within the sect.

But from the sect leader and the supreme elders to all the deacons, they will appear to see if there are people like sedan chairs among the low-level disciples.

When Wang Lin came to this square, most of the disciples participating in the competition here had arrived. Although there were many people and dense, they looked not messy at all. In an orderly manner, there were not too many noisy sounds.

In this way, an invisible pressure naturally permeates the minds of the people here, and as the number of people increases, the stronger the pressure becomes, pressing on the heart, causing the heart to pound and speed up, and dare not make noise.

Half an hour later, all the disciples of the three hundred and twenty-one groups came, standing in the square, one by one, were nervously silent.

Wang Lin looked calm, but Qin Mei next to him had no smile, her little face was very solemn, as if she was a little restrained and uneasy. Zhou Li was a little better, but she could also see that she was extremely nervous.

Wang Lin's calmness fell into Qin Mei's eyes, which made her even more surprised, but for some reason, she gradually calmed down.

"Our Donglin Sect has produced many talents from generation to generation, making this sect one of the nine sects and thirteen sects. All of this is exchanged for the blood of your ancestors, and it has been passed down to this generation of disciples.

Today is the day of the competition for your generation. I hope to see the future of my Donglin Sect in you, and I hope to feel the indomitable and decisiveness of our cultivators in you!

The first level of the competition, enter the East-Lin Rift, the time is three days. Within three days, the top thirty who get the most tokens from each other, pass the level!" A majestic voice revolved around the square, but saw hundreds of figures appearing faintly under the flash of golden light. These figures were all powerful men of the East-Lin Sect. At this moment, they were sitting cross-legged in the air, and their eyes swept across more than a thousand disciples in the square below.

Dozens of gazes fell on Wang Lin.

Wang Lin saw the same scene in the memory of the Qicai Immortal Lord. His words were the same, and the number of people involved was the same. Even the golden light appeared in the sky was the same. The only difference was that the glance that swept in, most of them looked at Zhou Li in the memory of the Qicai.

As for Su Dao, although several gazes gathered, under that gaze, Su Dao's heart trembled, lowered his head and retreated, and he was very embarrassed.

On the other hand, although Zhou Li was trembling, he did not retreat. Instead, he raised his head and chest, gritted his teeth and persevered. With his talent and qualifications to obtain the Yundao Tianzhi, he was so brilliant.

But now, everything has changed.

Zhou Li also swept his eyes, but no matter how he persisted, it didn't work at all. Those eyes just swept over him, and most of them were condensed in Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was as calm as ever, without any change, as if these eyes were condensed, and had no effect on him at all. In fact, it was indeed the case.

Zhou Li clenched his fists, and his eyes lowered, with a huge amount of jealousy and resentment. He had very little understanding in the past five months. Why did things change like this? Why did the cowardly Su Dao change so much? All of this should have belonged to him, but it was snatched away by Su Daoshengsheng.

"Enter the Pass!" At this moment, the majestic voice came out again, and the entire square was immediately replaced by a colorful ray of light. The light shone brightly, and a huge vortex appeared above the square. The vortex roared like a black hole, revealing a strange world inside it.

The moment this vortex appeared, all the low-priced disciples in the square who participated in the competition surrounded the light outside their bodies, rolled up their bodies and turned into a rainbow and headed straight for the vortex.

More than a thousand people and more than a thousand Taoist rainbows all entered the vortex. After a moment, they all disappeared without a shadow. The square suddenly became empty. Only the masters of the disciples of each department stood there, respectfully clasped their fists to the figures in the golden light in the sky, sat cross-legged and watched the ceremony.

After everyone entered, the vortex slowly stopped rotating, but turned into a mirror-like surface, clearly revealing everything in the east-facing crack. Just by integrating the spiritual consciousness, you can see everything inside it clearly.

In this way, the great supernatural cultivators of Donglin Sect can deeply find the future genius!

This is an endless dark earth, the sky is dark, like a dust fog spreading at dusk. Here is the crack of the space opened by the Donglin Sect.

Everything is imitating a certain area of ​​the Xiangang Continent.

When Wang Lin appeared, he was on a plain covered with weeds over one person and a tall person. His location was exactly the same as in Qicai's memory.

Su Dao, who was finally robbed of the token in this first level, failed. He could only look at Zhou Li and several other people who stood out from the rest of the series, shining brightly in this first level.

And Su Dao was just a tiny grain of dust under the light.

Such a thing has a very deep stimulation to Su Dao. Here, Su Dao was cruelly abused by Zhou Li. Although he was not killed, the harm was unforgettable to Su Dao for his life and was the focus of his personality change!
Chapter completed!