Amid the sarcasm of the crowd, Han Junhong could no longer hold his face. He was like a piece of red cloth, stumbled through the crowd and fled in panic.

On the Tiandan Immortal Sect Arena, Ye Ling looked around and said calmly: "Who else on and off the stage fights with Ye!"

The cultivators were frightened by Ye Ling's power and had the Golden Pill Elder of the Immortal Sect. Who dared to confront Ye Ling?

Even the casual cultivators and family monks who were originally dissatisfied with Ye Ling bowed their heads because of Han Junhong's past lessons.

Not to mention the monks fighting on the ring, after defeating each other, they immediately looked for the next opponent and would never dare to collide with Ye Ling.

Ye Ling waited for a while, but there was not even an opponent. Even if there were those who went on the ring one after another, they all took a detour, and some even bowed to him from afar, turning around and fighting with a weaker cultivation.

Since no one fought with him, Ye Lingle enjoyed his achievements, observed the fighting skills of the cultivators on the ring of the Tiandan Immortal Sect, and finally turned his attention to Lu Xinmei, the third lady of the Lu family.

Fortunately, no one in this arena except Ye Ling, it seems that no one is the opponent of Miss Lu San. After all, she has been promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Training Period for a long time. As the daughter of the Lu Family's Great Immortal Cultivation Family, she is very exquisite in terms of equipment and water-based Taoist techniques.

Lu Xinmei noticed Ye Ling's eyes, knew his intentions, looked back and smiled at him, and sent a voice to him, "Thank you for your care! As long as you don't fight with me, the little woman will sit firmly in the second place in the Tiandan Immortal Sect."

Ye Ling nodded, and with his hands on his back, he stood proudly on the Tiandan Immortal Sect arena.

There were not many monks who were sparse on the ring. The elder of the Immortal Sect, Liu Juntang, coughed in a deep voice, and the sleeves of the robe scattered. A gentle wind swept open the only five pairs of monks fighting on the ring. In addition to Ye Ling who had been standing beside him, there were exactly eleven people.

"Stop! Are there any Qi training monks who want to play under the arena?"

Elder Liu's voice followed his Golden Pill stage's spiritual consciousness and enveloped all the monks watching the battle around the Tiandan Immortal Sect arena.

Among them, those who were interested in participating in the competition all returned in a bad mood. According to the rules, they could not enter the competition for the second time. Most of the remaining minor Qi training practices were aimed at observing. In terms of cultivation and strength, they thought they could not compare with the monks who were at least the ninth level of Qi training on the stage. They could only sigh and no one came forward.

Elder Liu of the Immortal Sect twisted his beard and smiled: "Okay! Since that's the case, this elder announced that all the eleven strong men on the ring can join the Tiandan Immortal Sect! The four nephews will give each of them a jade sign first. Next, it is the ranking battle of the Tiandan Immortal Sect. You must hurry up and restore your physical strength and magic power."

The ten monks on the ring were all very happy and agreed in unison! Zuo Boming and Xie Xiang were not knocked down from the ring and could also enter the Immortal Sect. While they were surprised, they met with their elders and four Foundation Establishment Envoys again with their senior brother Ye Ling.

The qi cultivation practitioners in the audience all looked at them with envious eyes. It was their pursuit to be able to enter the Immortal Sect!

He Jingsheng sighed: "We have three of the eleven people who are qualified to enter the Tiandan Immortal Sect! Brother Ye, Senior Brother Zuo Er and Senior Sister Xie. When I practice to the ninth level of Qi training, I can also participate in the competition and strive to enter the Immortal Sect!"

Zi Shan nodded and said sadly: "But they will practice in the Immortal Sect in the future, so it is difficult for us to meet Brother Ye again. Only by practicing diligently can we meet them as soon as possible!"

Suqin saw it openly and smiled, "Haha, maybe you don't have to wait for the next Fengqiao Town Qi training disciple competition. When the Immortal Sect issues a conscript order to Yaogu Sect, we will have a chance!"

Under the arena, Zhao Yuanzhen, the leader of the Medicine Valley Sect, and the foundation-building elders, also looked at the three disciples on the arena with a smile. From now on, they will all be disciples of the Immortal Sect who stepped into the Tiandan Immortal Sect from the Medicine Valley Sect.

Although there are only three, it still satisfies Master Zhao. After all, among the tens of thousands of cultivators in Fengqiao Town, there are many strong people gathered. Even female cultivators like Xie Xiang can stick to the end, which is enough to make them feel relieved.

Of course, what makes Sect Master Zhao the most proud is Ye Ling "Junior Brother Ye"! Being able to worship the elder of the Immortal Sect as his teacher is something that any minor Qi training cultivator dreams of. Ye Ling not only won the favor of Elder Liu of the Immortal Sect with his high talent in alchemy, but also defeated the cultivator of the same level with his strong strength. This made the elder of the Immortal Sect look shining on his face, and Sect Master Zhao's face was also full of energy.

At this time, on the Tiandan Immortal Sect arena, the four second-generation disciples of the Immortal Sect who followed Elder Liu of the Immortal Sect, each holding the measuring ruler and jade plaque. They carefully checked the spiritual roots of the eleven cultivators on the ring, and then confirmed their names and ages, and were engraved in the jade plaque.

Only when it was distributed to Ye Ling, the second-generation disciple of the Immortal Sect was tactful and did not use the measure ruler to measure the spiritual roots. Instead, he talked with Ye Ling enthusiastically, without the airs of a foundation-building senior. Like Master Zhao, he also called Ye Ling a junior brother Ye.

Ye Ling knew very well that he did not look at monks and Buddha faces. It was a pity that his new master Liu Juntang would be in charge. If he had changed to privately, he would not have paid attention to him, a qi-training monk.

Only after entering the top five in the competition, winning the foundation building pill and successfully building the foundation will these second-generation disciples of the Immortal Sect convinced them.

Seeing that everything was ready, Liu Juntang, the elder of the Immortal Sect, said loudly: "Okay! Next, there is the ranking battle of the Tiandan Immortal Sect ring. From the eleven of you, the champion and the second strongman will be determined. Only these two are qualified to follow the elder to the main ring!"

When the eleven new disciples of the Tiandan Immortal Sect heard this, they did not start to compete for the rank-up champion and the second strongman as Elder Liu expected. On the contrary, they turned back and bowed to Ye Ling in a harmonious manner.

Zuo Boming's face was full of smiles: "Senior Brother, the champion of Tiandan Immortal Sect, you must be! Please!"

Xie Xiang gently tapped his head: "Who dares to compete with the senior brother for the champion? Hehe, even if the senior brother can tolerate it, we can't tolerate it!"

Ye Ling smiled slightly, and was not polite, standing in front of them, then looked back at Lu Xinmei, ordered her to stand beside her, and said lightly: "Who of you wants to compete with the third lady of the Lu family for the position of the second strongman, just tell me."

"I dare not, don't dare! Miss Lu San is extremely strong, second only to Senior Brother Ye. How dare we challenge it?"
Chapter completed!