The next few days were peaceful. With the help of elixirs, Lin Ruo's cultivation level improved rapidly, and the fighting energy in the dantian had already reached a certain scale. This situation made Lin Ruo's cultivation full of confidence.

Another point Lin Ruo felt the sea of ​​divine power and cultivated it, which made Lin Ruo a little confused.

Originally, Lin Ruo planned to give up cultivating divine power in the past two days and devote himself to cultivating the battle energy. Unexpectedly, he felt that he had not only mentioned the divine sea, but also cultivated divine power. This is a sign that he had a foundation in practicing Taoism.

After thinking for a while, Lin Ruo walked towards the old guy's thatched house, intending to ask the old guy to see what the old guy means and what kind of opinions he can provide. "No, good, it seems that you are not too useless." The old guy nodded with satisfaction after hearing Lin Ruo's statement.

"Then should I practice martial arts or Taoism?" Lin Ruo asked.

"Silly pig, it's simply unteachable. Just practice both." The old guy's eyes widened.

"Is this OK? People choose what they are good at in cultivation." Lin Ruo was a little suspicious of the old guy's statement.

"Is it OK? Since ancient times, God has been fair. People with good muscles and bones and physical health are not strong enough to cultivate divine power. Even if they are cultivated, they will achieve half the result with twice the effort. On the contrary, people with strong gods lack a good muscles and bones and cannot practice martial arts. Of course, there are also people with unique talents who have merged. There are very few such people. You can do both now. Of course, you have to continue to remember that the nameless martial arts must be continuously practiced. You should know the benefits. You can get out now." The old guy squinted his eyes and dozed off.

Lin Ruo exited the room and had a question in his heart, was he the one who was favored by God? But why did that old guy say that his qualifications were mediocre? He made himself a three-year servile servant?

If you can't figure it out, you won't think about it. Lin Ruo continued to practice and planned to have a cultivation level earlier so that he would not be bullied.

At this time, the old guy looked out the window with a bit complicated eyes. After thinking for a while, he wrote a letter, and his body flashed away from Zhenxie Valley. After a few flashed, he came to the top of the main peak of Wuwei Taoist Temple and stopped.

Shortly after the sloppy old man arrived at the main peak, the two figures gathered behind him and stood still, without saying a word, both stood respectfully.

"Tiangang, Qianhe, you are here, Tianyuan is moving abnormally, the continent is going to be in chaos, I plan to go out and have a walk." The sloppy old guy, his aura is very different from the past.

"Where is that disciple?" an old man in white robe asked.

"I'll arrange it in Qingzhu Branch and let him practice with other disciples! Just send someone to pay attention." After saying that, the old guy flashed and disappeared into the night.

Lin Ruo practiced all night and felt refreshed. He came to the yard in front of the thatched hut to perform a set of boxing, stretched his waist, and waited for the arrival of the food.

"Senior Brother Lin, your meal is here." After a while, Hu Yuan brought two meals over.

"Yes." Lin Ruo sat down and started eating.

"Senior Brother Lin, the branch owner said that all the disciples will have a meeting later and let me tell you to go out." Hu Yuan put another meal on the table at the old guy's door. "I understand, you go back!" Lin Ruo said indifferently, what does the meeting have to do with him, he is an optional disciple.

After dinner, Lin Ruo walked to the square of Qingzhu Branch in his eight-character steps, found a corner to stop, and glanced around. He found that dozens of disciples had arrived. Chen Fu, the branch owner in front of the square, and several law enforcement officers had arrived.

Lin Ruo felt that this had nothing to do with him, so he closed his eyes and calmed down to practice the magical battle aura.

"Everyone has arrived. Three years later will be the day of three competitions. In the past, the leader was from our Wuwei Taoist Temple, but we have not won the leader in the last three games. In order to get our honor back, everyone should work hard to practice." Chen Fu said loudly to the square.

"Yes!" All the disciples bowed and replied.

"This is Ji Luo, who is the main peak, enforces the law and is here to supervise your cultivation." Chen Fu introduced an old man in green robe around him to all his disciples.

"For the honor of our Wuwei Taoist Temple, I hope everyone will work harder. I live here. Anyone who doesn't understand can ask you. I will record your cultivation level later. From now on, we will gather on the first and fifteenth day of each month. I will examine your progress." Ji Luo glanced at the square, and finally his eyes fell on Lin Ruo.

Next, all the disciples went to register their cultivation. Listening to the disciples in front of them reporting their cultivation, Lin Ruo felt ashamed. The lowest-level martial arts soldiers were the mainstream, and some were even the lower-level martial kings.

"Lin Ruo, the next-level martial arts soldier." When he arrived at himself, Lin Ruo gritted his teeth and said his cultivation level.

"Haha!" Many disciples laughed because there were no middle and lower-level martial soldiers among the peddlers, let alone disciples.

"Sujing, Lin Ruo remember today. If you want others not to laugh at, you have to work hard." Ji Luo patted Lin Ruo on the shoulder.

"Disciple understands, he will work hard." Lin Ruokuang retreated.

"It's like this today. You can practice whatever you should do, but when examining your cultivation, don't let me down. Master Chen, see what else is there." Ji Luo turned around and looked at Chen Fu and asked.

"Then let's go and practice! Remember that Ji Luo is a master of Taoism. Those who practice Taoism should be humble and ask for advice, you can go down!" Chen Fu waved his hand to the bottom. Lin Ruo met Yun Zheng not far from the yard.

"Lin Ruo, how are you doing recently? Are they still bullying you? I told my master about you. He said he would take you over in a few days. I believe that for a servant, I will not let you go here." Yun Zheng came to report the good news to Lin Ruo.

"I'm very good, Yun Zheng, you're worried." Lin Ruo felt that Chen Fan and Chen Qinglin should not cause trouble for themselves in a short period of time.

"We are brothers, so don't say anything if you bother. When the matter is resolved, we brothers can be together." Yun Zheng patted Lin Ruo's shoulder and said excitedly. Lin Ruo nodded. The reason why he did not refuse Yun Zheng's proposal was that he did not want to wiping Yun Zheng's kindness, and at the same time he wanted to change to a quieter environment. After leaving Yun Zheng, Lin Ruo returned to Zhenxie Valley and did not see the old guy basking in the sun. Lin Ruo felt very strange, shook his head and returned to the room to continue practicing. A few days of cultivation gave Lin Ruo's Dantian War Qi a certain scale. Lin Ruo planned to practice to the intermediate level of martial arts during the next review.

After practicing until dark, Lin Ruo came out of the thatched hut and stretched out his fists and feet, and Hu Yuan came over with a food box.
Chapter completed!