As an apprentice in the Tribulation Realm, Lin Nan did not need the first round of screening and was directly among the 560 cultivators.

‘What a pity that my white shirt is.’

Lin Nan sighed silently.

There was no wrinkle on his white shirt, and there was also a faint fragrance that was unique to the girl. Lin Chuxue personally wore it for him, and even washed a pair of shoes.

Lin Chuxue said that he would make snacks in Taoyuan Stone and wait for him to go back, and Yu Jiaojiao and the others could eat them together.

Lin Nan stood in the crowd with a smile. Several monks around him smelled the fragrance on his body, and their eyes were sore.

He explained with a stern face: "My monks never use incense. Don't think too much about me, treat me as a female monk."

Everyone was in sorrow that they were full of miserable words, and their faces were full of "Fellow Taoist beg you not to show off."

Everyone present is under thirty years old, and aspiring monks usually get married after the age of 100, otherwise they are considered to be unemployed. However, while Lin Nan is not doing his job, he releases the peak momentum of the Nascent Soul, which makes everyone sour and jealous.

Fortunately, at this time, Elder Kunlun came to announce the rules of the competition, and everyone was finally relieved.

The rules are very simple. All they will enter the space behind the stone gate and decide the final ranking in a chaotic way.

The Kunlun elder waved his hand and sprinkled 560 golden waist cards.

The numbers on the waist card are different. Lin Nan swept to the monks around him. Among them, the numbers of the waist card in the Jindan realm range from one to twenty. If these people are defeated, the scores in the waist card will be absorbed by the other party.

When you arrive at the Nascent Soul Realm, the minimum number is 100, and the peak of Nascent Soul who comes from ordinary first-class sects can reach as many as 1,000.

Lin Nan weighed the waist card in his hand, and his spiritual sense penetrated it, and a number suddenly appeared.

Seven thousand six hundred!

"It's a bit low, but it's still okay. If it's high, it's easy to be targeted."

Lin Nan regretted showing his strength yesterday. He relied on pure anode fire and pure yang Taoist rhyme to make him among the top group of monks.

In the field of view, there were four people with a particularly powerful aura. Compared with other Nascent Soul Realms, it was like the difference between a giant beast and a child. Everyone looked at them with awe.

When Lin Chuxue was lingering with the names of these people last night, Lin Chuxue told him that they were specially reminded to be careful of these people.

Lin Nan said in his heart: "That thick man with a small braid should be Chen Longxiang. He cultivated ancient strength and could be called a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, with a score of 10,000 yuan on his waist."

Chen Longxiang carried a large iron hammer on his shoulder, and the ground under his feet was slightly sunken. It can be seen that the iron hammer is a magic weapon, with an estimated weight of more than 100,000 kilograms.

Around him was a Taoist priest wearing black clothes and a skinny and wooden sword carrying a wooden sword. He looked listless and lazily stuck his hands in his sleeves and yawned.

The Five Elements Dao Dharma Sect, Xu Wendao, scored 10,000!

Lin Nan was particularly concerned about the last two people. Both of them were from Kunlun and the direct descendants of the Elders' Palace. If he did not interfere, he would most likely marry Lin Qianyu in the end.

One person is named Liu Xing, with a slender figure and a smiling face. He has the style of a noble young man in the fairy family and scores 10,000 yuan in waist cards.

The last person surprised Lin Nan slightly, and he found that he knew the other person.

The man was named Liu Chi Jian, with a cold face, a starry eyebrow, a sword-shaped face, and a sharp aura soared into the sky.

Liu Xing, Xu Wendao, Chen Longxiang, was headed by this man, and all the stars stood by the moon.

When I saw the score of the waist card, it was 22,000.

‘So it’s him!’

Lin Nan's heart moved.

...

At the same time, in a long pavilion on the top of the mountain, the top figures of Kunlun sat around a sand table. The sand table was a wilderness, with many black light spots flashing. When the participating monks passed through the stone gate, they would enter the space in the sand table. The black spots were obstacles set for the monks. For monsters, there were six levels at the lowest, which was equivalent to a golden elixir monk.

At this moment, these big guys were paying attention to the hillside.

The second elder Liu Xiong smiled and touched the goatee, "The score of Liu Chi's sword's waist card is 22,000. Compared with the well-deserved Kunlun genius, some unparalleled people are much inferior."

Liu Xiong is a thin old man with long white hair tied into a ball, tied with a wooden hairpin, and an unconcealed joke was revealed in his deep eye sockets.

Ye Danqiu sneered: "I'm afraid that Liu Chijian will lose a lot."

As Lin Nan's divine master, Ye Danqiu knew very well that Lin Nan's score was too low. Kunlun gave 7,600 yuan, just because of the pure Anode Fire and Daoyun.

But everyone's contempt was just right in Ye Danqiu's mind, and it was likely that the second elder Liu Xiong would be targeted by Liu Chijian to exclude all competitors.

The reason why Liu Chi Jian can double the score of other monks is because of the strength of the Hinayana realm!

Ye Danqiu had already considered this. She deliberately suppressed Lin Nan's cultivation level to the peak of the Nascent Soul, and could break through this realm just when Lin Nan successfully entered Kunlun Sword.

‘A disciple, you are betting on you all your face.’

Ye Danqiu thought silently.

Among all the tribulation states present, only Ye Danqiu has confidence in Lin Nan.

The Liu Chi Sword was considered to have reached the peak of the tribulation. Lin Nan's victory over it means that his potential is particularly superior and he is fully worthy of Ye Danqiu's late tribulation.

...

In front of the stone gate halfway up the mountain, Lin Nan looked at Liu Chijian for a while before remembering that he knew this person.

It was just in the previous life.

In order to pass on Bai Qi's inheritance, the Thousand-Faced Empress was besieged by the five immortal sects. There was a Liu Chi Sword inside. At that time, the Liu Chi Sword had reached the peak of tribulation. Lin Nan remembered that this guy was beaten very badly, and blood was rising from his chest.

'It seems that he is the candidate who was decided in Kunlun.' Lin Nan seemed to see a grassland planted by himself on the head of Liu Chijian... The Thousand Face Empress in her previous life escaped from Kunlun and married herself. In this life, she came to steal people again.

Liu Chijian frowned and said in a cold voice: "Is there anything wrong?"

"No."

Lin Nan said with a smile.

At this time, a great monk from the Tribulation Realm appeared, and the shouts resounded through everyone's head: "Kunlun Ask Sword, Begin!"

A strong wind blew on the stone gate, and the stone gate opened wide. Lin Nan and the others were all swept by the strong wind and blown inside.

The stone gate disappeared, replaced by a huge sand tray projected by the true essence. In the sky of the sand tray, five hundred and sixty golden dots fell inside. All the monks watching could inject the true essence into a certain light spot and obtain nearby scenes for viewing.

Soon someone exclaimed: "What is that!"

The golden dot represents the monks who participated in the sword asking questions. The black dot is a monster that blocks the monks. In the middle of the sand table, there is a red dot of light on a plain surrounded by mountains!

Everyone was curious and exploring their spiritual sense into the red light spot, but they were rejected and could not obtain scenes near the red light.

The voice of a Kunlun elder who passed through tribulation came out: "That is my disciple of Elder Haoran of Kunlun Mountain, Lin Qianyu! Kunlun Ask Sword was also called for her! If someone can defeat Lin Qianyu, no matter what method, he will win directly!"

The loud voice also reached the heads of every participating monk. Suddenly, there was an uproar because a light curtain appeared on the sand table. The light curtain contained the current monk's waist card score ranking. Lin Qianyu ranked first, with 30,000 points!
Chapter completed!