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Chapter 204 The "disappeared" second generation disciples! The secret realm of heaven is opened! (Subscribe)

"Boohoo~!"

Letters flew over the distant wasteland and fell directly into Feng Geng's hands.

After Feng Geng finished reading them one by one, he called back the duo who were "fighting each other" over there, and woke up Chu Wange who was meditating and regulating her breathing.

"Choosing the Holy Son?"

A few minutes later, after listening to the sect's plan to re-elect the Holy Son, Long Ah was the first to speak:

"It turns out that Qingshan Sect is also going to select a Holy Son!"

Feng Geng looked at him: "Wujiyuan as well?"

"Haha, it's not Wujiyuan, it's Baihua Valley."

Long A scratched his head and said with a smile:

"I heard from Senior Sister Zhu before that Baihua Valley will select the most outstanding disciple from the three generations of disciples to serve as the next Saintess."

"She also said at the time that the various peak masters of Baihua Valley had received the news and were now preparing for a matchmaking conference with the major sects. They must select the best dual cultivation partners for their best disciples."

At this point, he winked at Feng Geng and said:
"And if anyone can have a Saintess from the Hundred Flowers Valley as a Taoist companion, his position as the Saint Son in the sect may be guaranteed."

"Brother Feng, several sisters in Baihua Valley have privately asked me for your contact information. I know one or two of them have excellent qualifications and may have the opportunity to compete for the position of Saint. I wonder if you have any..."

Feng Geng frowned and said, "Of course, whoever is capable will be the Holy Son of the sect. Why do we need to use these means?"

Knowing his character, Long Ah just chuckled and did not forcefully refute him.

However, among them, if we were to ask who has the best chance of competing for the position of Holy Son, it would definitely be an inner disciple like Feng Geng.

As for the three of them, they started a little late.

"Teacher asked me to tell you that the sect's method for selecting the Saint Son and Saint Daughter has not yet been determined, so you also need to make more preparations."

Feng Geng said to Chu Wange: "The sect has set a deadline of ten years. You still have a chance."

Lin Mo beside him touched his chin. If Chu Wange became a saint, wouldn't she be the next leader of Qingshan Sect? !
Besides, Chu Wange is not completely without chance.

One of the inheritors of the Sword Academy's vice-hall, a son of heavenly luck, a fairy palace-grade flying sword, 92 points of comprehension...

Even a sword genius like Feng Geng had to admit that Chu Wange's qualifications were superior to his.

As long as there are plenty of resources, there may be a chance to compete.

Unexpectedly, Chu Wange shook her head and said, "I don't want to be one."

Feng Geng asked doubtfully: "With Junior Sister's talent, is it..."

"Why? What a great opportunity!"

Before he could finish his words, Lin Mo became anxious instead.

If Chu Wange becomes the leader of Qingshan Sect, wouldn't he be second only to the emperor and above everyone else in the future?
From time to time, I can even be better than someone else... If you think about it carefully, it’s quite exciting.

Chu Wange looked at him doubtfully: "I don't know how to be the head of the sect, and it's very troublesome."

Lin Mo reached out and tapped her forehead:
"You are so stupid! Being the head of a sect is so easy. Qingshan Sect has so many powerful soldiers and generals under its command. Why would it need you to work hard every day?"

"All you need to do every day is command this and that, and you have endless spiritual stones to spend and endless roast chicken to eat..."

According to Lin Mo's detailed description, the head of the sect seemed to have become a "good position" that only required eating, drinking and having fun.

Chu Wange's eyes lit up, and then she nodded vigorously: "Yes, then I want to be a saint!"

"A young man can be taught. Don't forget that if you become rich and powerful..."

"Chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

Chu Wange raised her hand and learned to answer quickly.

Lin Mo patted her head with relief, as if he was teasing an ignorant puppy.

Long A next to him twitched his mouth and said, Brother Lin, aren’t you afraid of being caught by the law enforcement team and thrown into the dungeon?

Feng Geng was also silent for a long time.

He thought about persuading his junior sister to fight for it, but he didn't expect it to be in this way.

He glanced at Lin Mo, who looked a little excited, as if he had already started to fantasize in his head, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

If you think about it carefully, although Junior Sister Chu is extremely talented, her personality is not suitable for a high position. In addition, there is also Lin Mo, a "deviant" person, by her side...

Feng Geng began to worry about the future of Qingshan Sect.

As for yourself?

He didn't have that idea.

Apart from the way of the sword, he was not interested in anything like the holy son of a sect.

Lin Mo smiled, but suddenly remembered something and asked curiously:
"By the way, Senior Brother Feng, the selection of the Saint Son and Saint Daughter is carried out among the third generation of disciples. What about the second generation of disciples?"

Hearing this, Feng Geng was stunned for a moment, and there was even a hint of doubt in his tone:
"Yes, where are the second generation disciples?"

Lin Mo looked at him, confused for a moment: "Senior Brother Feng, you don't know either?"

In fact, when he first entered Qingshan Sect, he was curious about this question.

Logically speaking, deans and elders such as Yan Nanfeng and Dean Dai can be considered the first generation of Qingshan Sect in a strict sense.

Although He Lian, Feng Geng and others entered the sect decades earlier than them, they are still considered third-generation disciples.

The most dazzling ones in the sect are the third generation disciples who joined early.

As for the second generation disciples who entered the sect earlier, I have rarely heard of them.

Lin Mo thought it was normal that he didn't know the answer because he had just started learning it for a short time. Unexpectedly, Feng Geng didn't seem to know the answer either.

"Could it be that our sect doesn't have any second-generation disciples?"

he asked.

Feng Geng pondered and said, "Of course there are second-generation disciples. Whether it's the Law Enforcement Hall, the Sutra Library, or the Trial Pavilion, many important organizations of the sect are run by second-generation disciples."

"However, compared to the sect's disciples, they are more like the persons in charge of various important positions in the sect. Without them, even the sect will find it difficult to operate."

Long A also added: "Also, apart from the nine Taoist academies in Qinzhou, many of the other Taoist academies were founded by the second generation of disciples of the nine Taoist academies, or even the first generation of people in Lingxu Realm."

Lin Mo was a little surprised: "There is such a thing?"

He only knew before that the status of the Ninth Taoist Academy was far higher than that of the other twenty-one Taoist Academy, but he never imagined that there was such a connection between them.

Feng Geng nodded beside him:

"That's right. Of the twenty-one Taoist temples, at least two-thirds were founded by the best of the second-generation disciples of the nine Taoist temples."

"As for the establishment of the Taoist Academy, it is also very simple, just like the [Pure Yang] inheritance you have obtained. As long as you continue to conquer the secret realm and obtain a complete master's inheritance, you can actually preach."

"As long as you have more than ten inheritances, you can open an ordinary Taoist academy. After approval by the Earth Element Immortal Cultivation Alliance, you can enroll students. However, all enrollment resources need to be borne by yourself..."

After hearing this, Lin Mo was shocked. Finally, he asked, "Then the question arises again: Why not choose the Saint Son or Saint Daughter from the second generation of disciples?"

Feng Geng's tone froze, his expression stiff on his face.

This is really strange. According to his previous personality, no matter what he talked about, he would go straight to the point and would not beat around the bush.

We were clearly discussing the affairs of the second generation disciples just now, why did the topic suddenly shift to the Taoist temple's hosting?

If Lin Mo hadn't pulled him back by force, he would have subconsciously forgotten the discussion just now.

Lin Mo continued, "But according to what Senior Brother Feng said, there are also many talented people among the second generation disciples, no worse than the third generation disciples. But the leaders of Qingshan Sect actually skipped their generation and chose the Holy Son from among us?"

Feng Geng was also somewhat puzzled by this question, and finally could only say:
"Perhaps there is a special age limit for selecting the Holy Son? The teacher didn't mention it in the Feixun, so I don't know either."

After that, he said to Lin Mo and Chu Wange: "As two of the most outstanding disciples in the sect in decades, you two naturally have the opportunity to fight for it." "Starting from today, add one hour to your daily training and one hour to your cultivation every day."

Lin Mo and Chu Wange both turned pale.

Long Ah raised his hand and said, "Then I don't need it..."

"You too."

Feng Geng interrupted his fantasy.

The three of them turned pale at the same time.

In fact, they have already reached the thirteenth floor of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

For them, dealing with these increasingly powerful sword monsters every day was exhausting and thrilling enough.

In the evening, he would also take time to meditate, practice swordplay and boxing, and improve his cultivation and skills.

Now I have to take two more hours to continue compressing my rest time...

Seeing their expressions, Feng Geng said coldly: "In our time, if you wanted to be admitted to the Nine Dao Academy, you only needed to sleep for two hours a day."

"Also, don't think you can be free and relaxed after you are admitted to the Taoist Academy. There are many geniuses in the Lingxu Realm. Even if you are the best this year, can you guarantee that you will not be surpassed by those who come later?"

"Or, do you have the confidence to catch up with those geniuses who entered the Taoist Academy twenty or even fifty years earlier than you?"

"You have no other choice but to work harder and practice harder!"

When Lin Mo heard this, he also shut up, but he secretly complained in his heart: Senior Brother Feng, you sound a bit too much like a father~
Of course, abdominal slander is abdominal slander.

Now Lin Mo and the other two are under the unified command of Feng Geng for their instruction and training.

With him around to discipline them strictly, it would be difficult for them to be lazy even if they wanted to.

As for why not resist?

The reason is simple: we can’t win.

……

……

Time flies.

Once the season leaderboard is over at the end of December, the grand Tiandao event will begin.

It was past four in the morning of January 1st, and more than ninety percent of the Taoist disciples were paying close attention to the updates of Tiandao activities.

The Qingshan Sect's trial pavilion was almost completely surrounded by the sect's disciples.

Once the Tiandao activity is refreshed, they can receive various secret realm tasks in the Trial Pavilion, and directly click to enter the secret realm portal to conduct trials.

Therefore, at this time of year, the Trial Pavilion would be packed with people.

Pan Peng and his classmates lined up at the front early on, and said excitedly:
"I'm so excited. I wonder if I'll have a chance to go this year?"

Diao Youcai behind the counter said with a smile:

"Don't worry, although your cultivation level is only enough to enter for fun, basically anyone who has reached the fourth level of foundation building can enter."

Pan Peng laughed:
"I didn't expect to get any ranking, I just wanted to go in and see what it was like. Fortunately, I broke through to the middle stage of foundation building by the end of the year, otherwise I would have to wait another year."

Diao Youcai shrugged and said, "It's okay to wait a few more years. Look at me, my senior brother. This year I finally have the chance to get into the top 100 and enjoy the Spirit Washing Pool. Haha!"

There was a hint of envy in Pan Peng's eyes.

There are tens of thousands of foundation-building cultivators in Qinzhou. Even if he is a disciple of Qingshan Sect, he may not have the opportunity to enjoy the Spirit Washing Pool.

If he is lucky, he might be able to get a position in the year when he completes his foundation building.

If luck doesn't work, then there's no hope at all.

Diao Youcai also felt his gaze, smiled and patted his shoulder and said:
"Hold on, young man! If you can hold on for another ten years like me, you will still have a chance!"

When Pan Peng heard this, he pouted and said, "I don't want to be a Dao Yuan warrior!"

"You know nothing!" Diao Youcai's face suddenly changed and he said:
"What's wrong with being a Dao Yuan Warrior? You are not a top talent like Lin Mo and Chu Wange, nor do you have the status of a second-generation immortal. If you want to enjoy the resources they have, is there any other way besides spending your Dao Age?"

Pan Peng, who had already inherited the master's teachings, stood up straight for once and said:

"So what if we have a lot of resources? In the end, we still have to advance to the Golden Core stage? We can obviously form a Golden Core within ten years, so why do we have to endure ten or twenty years?"

As one of the nine major Taoist academies, Qingshan Sect has disciples with extremely excellent talents.

Generally speaking, it takes less than ten years to form a pill.

Some people with good talents can form a pill within three to five years.

In fact, he had hesitated before whether to choose the same path as Diao Youcai.

After more than ten or twenty years of hard work, you can become a Daoyuan warrior.

Then accumulate a lot of wealth, and after you are promoted to the Jindan stage, the pressure about income will be greatly reduced.

But this idea began to change slowly after he got to know Lin Mo and the senior from the Taoist Academy.

When you see a genius, you naturally can’t help but feel envious.

Daoyuan Warrior, after all, is a despicable act.

Diao Youcai's expression changed again and again, and he said sullenly:

"Pan Peng, don't think that just because Lin Mo and Chu Wange can do it, you can do it too. The gap between geniuses is huge..."

"Greater than genius and mediocrity! Okay, Senior Brother Diao, this isn't the first time I've heard you say that."

Pan Peng said seriously, "If you have to endure during the foundation building stage, do you have to endure after entering the golden elixir stage? That would take forever, right?"

"You have to endure every stage. Sooner or later, your Qi and blood will be exhausted and your lifespan will end. How can you talk about ascending to immortality at that time?"

These words were not what he thought of himself, but what the senior from Huiling Academy said.

He felt that this statement made a lot of sense.

The spiritual energy of the Nine Provinces of Diyuan has only been revived for a thousand years, and the longest age of a Diyuan cultivator is only a thousand years.

The entire Lingxu world is in a period of prosperous development. Most of the cultivators have not yet reached the crisis of their Taoist age, but it is not a bad thing to prepare for a rainy day.

The Taoist experience that you waste now may become a boomerang that hits you in the body one day in the future.

Diao Youcai was speechless and could only snort coldly:
"I have been a Taoist for 200 years, and I have wasted less than 10 years. I have earned so many extra spirit stones, so it is definitely not a loss."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. If you keep telling me what to do, I'll make you queue up again."

Pan Peng wanted to say something but stopped himself, muttering "That's how it is", and finally swallowed back his words of advice.

At this moment, a system announcement suddenly came to my ears:
[Tian Dao Announcement: The annual Tian Dao event has officially started. Welcome all the monks from Jiuzhou to explore the Tian Dao secret realm together. ]

[The rules of the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm are as follows:
2. The number of people in a Level 6 Secret Realm team must not exceed 3; the number of people in a Level 10 Secret Realm team must not exceed ...

Second, the Tiandao Secret Realm no longer has restricted areas this time.

3. In the Tiandao Secret Realm, monks from the same camp are prohibited from attacking each other.

Fourth, there will be no tasks in the Tiandao Secret Realm this time. Instead, it will be a points system. Those who meet the points requirements can enter the final battle.

【…】

[Ding! The rules have been read out, and the time to enter has come. I wish all the monks in Jiuzhou good luck and great achievements! ]

　One more chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)