The Strongest Knight

"Ahhh! I'm so angry!"

After a night, Yan Xingyun, who still had gained nothing like in the previous few years, cursed angrily, but under the stern gazes of several Taoists below, he finally shut his mouth.

Yan Xingyun also brought some dry food, but it was tasteless.

Yan Xingyun looks like a bearded and rough man as he was able to collect a hundred taels of gold three times in a row, but he is actually a real rich second generation. He has been spoiled by the delicacies from land and sea on a daily basis, and even in this blessed place, he cannot resist his appetite.

Yan Xingyun walked through the corridor to Zhao Qinghe's cave and began to call softly: "Brother Qinghe! Brother Qinghe!"

Zhao Qinghe originally wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, but he got annoyed by being called. Helplessness flashed through his mind, and he opened his eyes: "Brother Yan, why are you standing in front of my cave instead of going to attract the spirits?"

"Hey, brother Qinghe, the dry food is not enough for you. I'd like to take you to hunt some game to fill your stomach. Do you want to go?"

Zhao Qinghe looked around and asked, "Where is the game here?"

"Hehe, of course it's under this cliff." Yan Xingyun pointed down.

Zhao Qinghe didn't care about the mere desire for food and decisively refused: "Brother Yan, it's not easy for me to collect a hundred taels of gold. This time I'm going to gamble everything. Please forgive me for not accompanying you."

Yan Xingyun sighed and nodded in understanding: "I also understand, so your brother Yan will go by himself, but don't worry, you and I get along well, I will bring you one later."

After Yan Xingyun finished speaking, he turned around and walked down the Spirit Gathering Platform.

Yan Xingyun searched on the edge of the cliff for a while and actually found a path winding downwards. Then, his figure disappeared from Zhao Qinghe's sight.

Taoist priests such as Liu Juncai on the side turned a blind eye.

After half a day, Yan Xingyun appeared on the cliff again, and in his hand there was a roasted leg of some unknown bird.

Yan Xingyun went up to the spirit gathering platform, wrapped the roasted leg in leaves and handed it to Zhao Qinghe: "Here, take it."

Zhao Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Yan Xingyun actually brought one for him.

I took the roasted leg and it was still warm. Yan Xingyun was really thoughtful.

He just happened to be hungry. Even if Yan Xingyun in the paradise was really the villain who had been disguised until now, he would not dare to poison him. Zhao Qinghe did not hesitate to pick up the leg meat and started eating.

The creatures in this paradise were indeed delicious, and their meat was so sweet that Zhao Qinghe secretly said it was the best!

In the next few days, Yan Xingyun would go down the cliff from time to time to hunt for wild animals.

Zhao Qinghe was blessed by Yan Xingyun. He no longer had to eat dry food and could eat barbecue in different ways every day.

The other participants on the Soul Gathering Platform all cast envious and hateful glances at the reckless Yan Xingyun and the lazy Zhao Qinghe...

This day was already the tenth day.

More than fifty young people have already had spiritual inspiration enter their bodies and have been sent into the mountain gate.

From then on, the longer time went on, the fewer people would be able to succeed. On the tenth day, no one had succeeded in allowing the spiritual inspiration to enter the body for three consecutive days.

Those who have the talent for cultivation will succeed within the first few days, while those who do not have the talent for cultivation will succeed in vain no matter how long they try.

Yan Xingyun sneaked down again in the morning. This time it took him a long time and he didn't come up until the afternoon.

At this moment, a circle of light suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff, and a white-haired Taoist with a kind face appeared from it.

As soon as this Taoist appeared, Liu Juncai and his group of Taoists stood up hurriedly: "Greetings, Master Xinghuai!"

This is actually a cultivator at the level of a real person from Liuhua Sect.

The first realm for cultivators of Taoism is refining essence into Qi, and they are collectively called Taoists. Only when they reach the second realm, refining Qi into spirit, are they qualified to be called true people.

As for the next level of practicing spirit and returning to emptiness, one must be honored as a True Lord.

Among the Immortals, they can be divided into Foundation Establishment Immortals, Golden Elixir Immortals, and Nascent Soul Immortals according to the small realms of Refining Qi and Transforming the Spirit.

In the entire Liuhua Sect, there is only one Nascent Soul Realm Master, six Golden Core Realm Masters, and twenty-three Foundation Establishment Realm Masters.

This Xing Huai Zhenren was one of the twenty-three foundation-building masters of Liuhua Sect. He was good at alchemy and had a high status among the twenty-three foundation-building masters. Therefore, Liu Juncai and his companions showed great respect to him.

This time, Master Xinghuai had been traveling outside for half a year and suddenly came back.

"Well, is it time to open the sect and recruit disciples again?" Xing Huaizhenrensheng had a kind face and a gentle smile, making people feel like a kind elder in their own family.

It is precisely because of this sense of intimacy, coupled with his identity as a Taoist alchemist, that Xing Huai Zhenren has always had a good reputation and good popularity within the Liuhua Sect.

"Yes, Master Xinghuai, fifty-three new trial-takers have already entered the mountain gate." Liu Juncai said.

Xinghuai Zhenren nodded, "Yes, Liuhua Sect has talented people in every generation. Oh, and I'm still short of a Taoist boy to do odd jobs. It's a good opportunity for me to go back and see if there are any disciples who match my nature."

"Anyone who can catch your eye must have a deep affinity with Taoism." Liu Juncai said sincerely.

As soon as Liu Juncai finished speaking, a weak cry for help came from a distance.

"Help! Save my family!"

Xing Huai Zhenren's smile disappeared, and he quickly flew towards the source of the sound. Liu Juncai and several other Taoists looked at each other, then remembered someone and hurriedly followed him.

On the spirit gathering platform, a group of trial participants also opened their eyes.

When Zhao Qinghe heard a faint cry for help, his heart trembled. Isn't this Yan Xingyun?

......

When Xing Huai rushed to the path beside the cliff, he saw a sturdy figure lying on the ground with his right arm missing.

A three-foot-long little beast was running down the winding path.

"Looking for a spirit rat?"

When Xinghuai Zhenren recognized the appearance of the little beast, he was overjoyed.

He took out a magic weapon from his arms and threw it at the little beast.

The magic weapon was a rope that grew longer as the wind blew. It was extremely flexible and blocked the path of the spirit-seeking rat, entangled it, and brought it to the presence of Master Xinghuai.

"What kind of spiritual beast is this?" Liu Juncai and several Taoists were a step slower. They only arrived after Xing Huai Zhenren caught the spirit-seeking rat.

"Haha, the blessed land of Tianlong Mountain has become more and more spiritual in recent years. It even gave birth to a spirit-seeking rat. I am lucky to have obtained it!"

"This young man has not yet completed the spiritual energy entering his body. He is an ordinary person. Could he be the widower in the mountain gate?" Xinghuai Zhenren asked doubtfully.

There are many monks in the mountain gate, and some odd jobs need to be done by people, so some widows or widowers who have lost their wives or live alone are often recruited to come in and do labor and odd jobs.

"Master Xinghuai, this fellow is this year's trial participant, but his Taoism heart is unstable. He even goes down the mountain frequently to hunt for wild food just to satisfy his appetite. He is truly a hopeless person on the Tao path." Liu Juncai reported truthfully.

"I don't think so. Without this young man, the spirit-seeking rat might die before I could find it. That would be such a waste."

"It seems that this young man is also destined to be with me. How about this, I take him as my boy, Junior Brother Juncai, do you think it's okay?"

Liu Juncai hurriedly bowed and said, "Everything is up to Uncle Master!"

Taoist Xinghuai nodded and summoned a leaf-shaped magic weapon. He stepped on it and flew towards the mountain gate opposite, carrying Yan Xingyun, who had lost a broken arm and fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Zhao Qinghe was stunned when he heard the news. Is this okay? Shouldn't he refuse Yan Xingyun's invitation to go down the mountain?

The thought flashed through his mind, but Zhao Qinghe quickly calmed down, silently blessed Yan Xingyun who had persevered for more than ten years, and continued on his own journey.