Dragon Prince Yuan

“Purple belt selection? ”

When Shen Taiyuan heard Zhou Yuan's request, he was also stunned and frowned. He hesitated to say: "Purple belt selection is not an easy thing. Would it be a little rushed to participate now? ”

In the Xuanzheng sect, purple belt selection is a big deal, because purple belt disciples are the most elite disciples in the sect, maybe in the future the top beam pillars in the sect will all emerge from this level.

Each time the purple belt is selected, not only will the summit owners be present in person, even the palace teacher will show up, the specifications are not necessarily high.

Therefore, if they want to be promoted to purple belt disciples, even Shen Taiyuan's elders do not have the right to decide, they only have the right to recommend disciples to participate in purple belt selection, and only by passing purple belt selection can they really be promoted to purple belt disciples.

Each purple belt selection has a limited number of places, so the competition for this selection is extremely intense, and the disciples who are able to participate in this selection are almost the first of the disciples of the pulse gold belts of each peak.

If you're not polite, even Wei Xuan is the first disciple of the Golden Belt in the Lu Hongyi pulse, but if you look at the whole of the Xuanzheng pulse, you're not at the top of the list.

Therefore, Shen Taiyuan felt that Zhou was too hasty to participate in the purple belt selection today, and with the talent and potential of Zhou Yuan, if he was able to practise for six months, it would not be difficult to pass the selection.

“Zhou Yuan, this purple belt selection, there are only 10 places, but the disciples involved in the pulse are as many as 100 people, the competition is extremely fierce.” Shen Taiyuan sighed and tried to dispel Zhouyuan's thoughts.

Zhou Yuan sniffed, then smiled. "Master Shen, I want to try. Even if I lose, I won't lose, right? ”

He had a smile on his face, yet words were extremely firm.

Cang Xuanzheng has two purple belt selections per year, and this is the second time, if he is absent, then he will not be able to become a purple belt disciple at least this year, then, at the end of the year, the main battle of Saint Yuan Peak will have no place for him.

Although even if someone else obtained the position of the chief disciple, it is not necessarily possible to break through the seal of the main peak and get the stamp of the main peak, Zhou Yuan cannot take this risk, otherwise what if Lu Hongyi really got it?

By then, Lu Hong became the master of St. Yuan Peak, which was quite detrimental to him in his quest for the second holy line.

So for the second purple belt selection this year, he has to grasp it.

Shen Taiyuan, seeing Zhou Yuan so resolute, was also helpless to smile. “You are really impatient..."

But he finally nodded with a sigh and said, “Well, if you want to, try it. If you lose, make it ready for the next time. ”

“And even if you lose, there is nothing to be ashamed of. After all, many disciples have gone through several purple belt selections, none have passed...”

He looked at Zhou Yuan and said, “In two months, it will be purple belt selection. In these two months, you will have to work hard and practice tirelessly. I will put your recommendation up and participate in this selection. ”

“Thank you, Master Shen! ”

Zhou Yuan said that his face also showed joy.

Shen Taiyuan shook his head helplessly, but there was some comfort in his eyes.

Young is exactly when you are light-headed, and if you don't have this sharp energy, how do you hit that difficult cultivation avenue?

Also, since he wants to go, then go, and... this little guy can always bring some unexpected results, what if... he really succeeds?

By then, he will show his face in front of the palace teacher, but it can also make him a long face that is almost forgotten, so that the next time a new disciple enters the inner mountain, he can also allow the palace teacher to assign some talented disciples to come to Holy Source Peak.

……

Ziyuan Cave Mansion.

Compared to the previous Jinyuan cave, this new purple cave, which is several times larger in size alone, almost dug up the heart of the mountain and dominated the heavens and earth in the mountain.

Inside the cave, streams flow, and the sun penetrates from the top of the mountain, turning into countless spots of light, shining in the cave and dancing with dust.

The heavenly and earth sources of gas, sprayed thinly from the deep spring eyes of the cave, turned into thin fog, haunting the cave, making the air extremely fresh.

Here, the heavens and earth are also more intense than the previous capital of Jinyuan Cave.

At the corner of the cave, there is also a large pharmaceutical garden, which is planted with all kinds of strange flowers. These flowers swallow heaven and earth, making the cave full of fragrances, which can condense serenity and can also be useful for cultivation.

And since moving to this purple cave, the most satisfying thing is not Zhou Yuan, but dawning.

She has a passion for this pharmaceutical garden, and bought a variety of seeds from Na Lin Lang Palace. She plants them every day, but she is also very relaxed.

Deep in the cave, at the source.

The circumferential disc sat on the blue stone beside him, his eyes closed slightly, in front of him, a red crystal suspended, inside the crystal, flashing with a light point, like a fierce sun, releasing an astonishing temperature.

It is precisely the Jiuyang Crystal necessary to cultivate the "Heavenly Sun Gods Record”.

Zhouyuan's palms held the Jiuyang Crystal, like mastering the sun and moon, a hinge of gold source gas, rising from the palms, constantly colliding with the Jiuyang Crystal, then like stone grinding, slowly grinding.

Under the grinding of this source gas, a hint of the powder of Jiuyang crystal fell and blended with Zhouyuan's own source gas. The last strand went into Zhouyuan's palm and sank into the Qi Dynasty.

The cultivation of Tianyuan technology is quite complex. It requires constant fusion of several kinds of source materials with their own source gases, and one attempt at each other's slow convergence, with a view to reaching that balance, which absorbs the special source gases of the source forces and solidifies them.

This step alone can cause many practitioners to fail without knowing how many times, waste without knowing how many sources, after all, each failure will consume the source materials and their own gas.

But it's good to have a "breaking holy print” on the weekend, so he can clearly distinguish the degrees needed for all kinds of gas fusions, which allows him to save a lot of material...

However, if you want a true seal of condensation, branded in the Qi Dynasty, it still takes time to sharpen to reach the perfect level.

Huh.

After not knowing how long, Zhou Yuan's closed eyes finally opened, and he slowly exhaled a white air.

He looked down at his palm and saw only that “Jiuyang Jing” had shrunk by a third.

“According to this progress, as long as it is not unexpected, a month should be able to start condensation source stamp...” Zhou Yuan smiled slightly, quite satisfied with his cultivation speed.

He stretched out a lazy waist, his bones clattered in his throat, smelled the faint floral scent of the cave, and he took a comfortable breath.

For more than a decade, he has been unusually low profile, and under his low profile, the attention and boiling of the previous hole trial is gradually cooling down, after all, a gold belt disciple's hole trial is not really worth spreading.

Zhou Yuan likewise doesn't want to be watched by many eyes at any time. More, he still likes the low-key enhancement of himself...

However, he knew that it was supposed to be these two days, and that Shen Taiyuan's recommendation to participate in the purple belt selection was about to come out, and I'm sure that there will be some movement.

“Hmm?”

When Zhou Yuan stood up, he suddenly sensed a motion coming from the front door of the cave, and his heart started to move. He sensed a person appearing in front of the cave, blocked by the cave's junction.

That human figure, round and rolling, nature is Shen Wanjin.

Zhou Yuan quickly walked out, came to the hole, the sleeve robe swung, the junction was scattered.

When Shen Wanjin saw Zhou Yuan come out, he smiled and pulled a scroll out of his sleeve. “Xiaoyuan, what you ordered has been done. ”

“This document documents all disciples who participated in the purple belt selection. ”

"He mumbled.“ But none of these guys are oil-saving lights. They're basically the first disciples in every pulse of gold belt. They're no worse than the unseen... ”

“So, Brother Yuan, are you sure you want to participate?” He scratched his head and said, “As far as I know, we Xuanzheng do not seem to have entered the inner mountains, but for more than a month the disciple dared to participate in the purple belt selection precedent...”

Zhou Yuan laughed and didn't say much, just slowly unfold the scroll in his hand.

Looking at the revealed name and information on it, his eyes were also slightly squinted.

“It's not even easy to deal with. ”