After releasing the defensive light mask, the short man breathed a sigh of relief, the yellow talisman he crushed just now was bought from a textile market at a great price, and it was said that it was a defensive talisman refined by a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the defensive performance was very strong.

Originally, the short man was reluctant to use the yellow talisman, but Lin San's toughness greatly exceeded the short man's expectations, especially the flying sword that appeared in Lin San's hand gave him a deep sense of fear, in order to prevent it, the short man still used the yellow talisman.

"Bang!!" The thick sword light slashed the light curtain, making a muffled sound.

Seeing that the light curtain was intact, a smile appeared on the short man's face, but unfortunately the smile did not last long before it turned into surprise, followed by horror.

"Click!" suddenly a slight crack appeared on the light curtain, followed by a second and a third...... In the blink of an eye, the light curtain was covered with dense cracks.

"No way, this can't ......," the short man muttered to himself.

"Bang!" The light curtain couldn't withstand the pressure of the crack and finally burst open.

As soon as the light curtain burst, the sword light slammed into the short man's chest.

The short man screamed, flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and was able to get up for half a day.

"Woo ......" Lin San exhaled lightly and said secretly: "Fortunately, there is a wind chasing sword, otherwise it would be really difficult to win against this short man." ”

"Bang bang!" suddenly burst into applause.

Lin San turned his head suspiciously, and found that the Qingyue Sect disciples standing around were applauding him.

By this time, the short, injured man had already been carried away.

The applause lasted for a long time before stopping.

"Good skills!" Wang Shuhai stepped forward and nodded towards Lin San: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a powerful junior brother to you." ”

"Senior Brother Wang has won the prize, and it was all due to luck that I was able to win just now. Lin San said modestly.

Wang Shuhai smiled: "Who is the master of the junior brother?"

"Master?" Lin San was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "I don't have a master......"

This time it was Wang Shuhai's turn to be stunned: "You don't have a master, so where did you learn this skill?"

"Huh...... Don't hide it from Senior Brother, I explored and cultivated indiscriminately by myself. Lin San said with a smile.

Wang Shuhai's eyes froze: "You are cultivating indiscriminately?" It seems that Wang Shuhai obviously doesn't believe Lin San's words.

"If you don't believe it, you can check it, I've only been getting started for a few months. Lin San thought for a moment and added, "Before joining the Qingyue Sect, I was a casual cultivator and had never worshiped a master. ”

After listening to Lin San's explanation, Wang Shuhai seemed to believe it: "Senior Brother Lin is really a genius, he can condense the golden pill by cultivating by himself, it's amazing, it's amazing." ”

Lin San smiled slightly and did not speak.

If Wang Shuhai knew that Lin San had the mediocre qualifications of five spiritual roots, I don't know what he would think in his heart, he would probably be dumbfounded.

Wang Shuhai's eyes rolled and he looked at the wind-chasing sword in Lin San's hand: "This flying sword was refined by the junior brother himself?"

"Oh no, I picked it up myself. Lin San shook his head.

Wang Shuhai raised his eyebrows: "Picked it up, the luck of the junior brother is really good, that, can I visit the flying sword of the junior brother?" Wang Shuhai was very fascinated by the flying sword, and he collected five or six flying swords of different shapes.

"This ......," Lin San showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

"If it's inconvenient, just don't say it. Wang Shuhai said with a smile.

Wang Shuhai said so, and Lin San hesitated again, becoming too stingy: "Senior brother, please take a look." As he spoke, Lin San handed the Wind Chasing Sword to Wang Shuhai.

Wang Shuhai took the wind-chasing sword, shook it slightly, and a red light flashed from the blade: "Good sword, really a good sword, huh, how can there be two gaps on this blade?"

"Uh...... I don't know, but when I picked up the Wind Chaser, there was already a gap in the blade. Lin San told a lie.

"Wind Chasing Sword?" Wang Shuhai stretched out a finger and gently stroked the blade: "Wind Chasing Sword is the name you gave this flying sword, right?"

"Senior brother has won the prize. Lin San said with a smile.

Wang Shuhai watched for half an hour before reluctantly returning the Wind Chasing Sword to Lin San.

Lin San took the Wind Chasing Sword and threw it directly into the storage ring.

"Alright, you can go back. Wang Shuhai waved his hand at Lin San: "On the 10th of October, you can directly represent the Qingyue Sect and compete with the disciples of other sects." ”

"Didn't I pass the second competition?" Lin San asked in surprise.

"With the skills you've just revealed, there's no need for a second match. Wang Shuhai smiled and said: "Your skills are much stronger than other junior disciples, and if you continue to compete, you will win." ”

Lin San hurriedly said a few words of modesty.

"You go back to cultivation directly, and on the morning of October 10th, go directly to the Great Hall to gather. Wang Shuhai said.

Lin San nodded in response, turned around and left.

Wang Shuhai looked at the back of Lin Sansan leaving, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

......

The assessment was carried out until the next morning.

A total of five people were selected for cultivation in the Jindan period, including Lin San, and the disciples of the Qi Cultivation and Foundation Building Period also selected five people with greater skills.

After the assessment, Wang Shuhai explained a few words and let the crowd leave.

Houshan Elixir Garden.

Lin San sat on the chair, holding a black box in his hand and looking over and over again, muttering from time to time: "What is in the box?" This black box was still brought out of the underground tomb in Gaohe Village when Lin San was on Earth, and Lin San tried countless methods at that time, but he couldn't open the box.

Lin San has always believed that something that can be stored in such a hard box is definitely a big treasure.

The color of the long lock on the box seemed to be a little darker, and a layer of green faint powder appeared on the surface, and when you wiped it with your hand, the powder fell off, but after a while, a new layer of green faint powder appeared on the long lock.

"Forget it, let's have a chance to study it again. Lin San put away the wooden box, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice the Mixed Yuan Wuji Gong, during these days, Lin San practiced the Mixed Yuan Wuji Gong when he was idle, in order to enhance his strength, so that he could win the magic weapon and spirit stone at the competition meeting on October 10th.

......

Mochizuki Peak.

Inside the stone house.

The Venerable Master Qingyang and Qin Hanwen and the other four elders were discussing the matter of the October 10th competition.

"Master, the competition venue has been prepared, and the candidates for the disciples of the Qingyue Sect to participate in the competition have also been determined. Qin Hanwen made a detailed report on what had happened in the past few days.

Master Qingyang nodded slightly: "Senior Brother Qin, you have worked hard for the past two days. ”

Qin Hanwen hurriedly bent over: "I am the elder of the Qingyue Sect, and it is my obligation to do things for the Qingyue Sect, there is nothing hard or not hard." ”