Chapter 150: Tianjiao Conference

The next day, Lin Xiaoman set off for Zixiao Sword Sect with everyone.

The Zixiao Sword Sect is worthy of its name. The entire mountain looks like a huge sword standing there, so sharp that people feel a pain if they look at it for a few more times.

Looking along the way, all the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect she met were standing upright like a sword, and they were also thin. She didn't see a single thin person.

It is said that sword practitioners are very enthusiastic and use their time for eating and sleeping to practice sword. It seems that it is true.

Lin Xiaoman followed the people from Tianyan Sect to live in the courtyard arranged for them. Lin Xiaoman lived with a group of preparatory disciples, each with a room, but they were all next to each other, which was completely different from when he was in Tianyan Sect.

"Junior Sister Lin, go play by yourself. I won't accompany you. I need to prepare for the competition."

"OK."

Lin Xiaoman looked at Chen Shuyan's back as he left, then turned around and prepared to visit the Zixiao Sword Sect. It was a rare opportunity to visit someone else's sect, so it was a good opportunity to look around, openly and honestly.

The Tianjiao Conference will be held in three days. Right now, Zixiao Sword Sect is full of people from other sects. Of course, Lin Xiaoman is a complete stranger to them. Since she came to this world, she has known very few cultivators, especially those from other sects.

However, she didn't know whether Shen Qinglan from the Wanshou Gate came this time. She had met Shen Qinglan in the secret realm a few years ago and she had a pretty good impression of him.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman stopped, took out the fairy friend circle, and found Shen Qinglan's spiritual breath.

“Fellow Daoist Shen, have you come to the Tianjiao Conference?”

Not expecting a quick reply, Lin Xiaoman immediately found the group chat of Wang Musen, Wang Tiantian and the other two, and said, "I'm at the Zixiao Sword Sect. There's not a single fat person there."

Unfortunately, the circle of immortal friends in this world is still not as fully functional as the things in the world of the previous life. It is impossible to take photos or keep pictures.

"Ahhh, you're here, Zixiao Sword Sect. Have you seen Fairy Lin Wanqing from their sect?"

Wang Musen replied almost immediately. From his words, one could imagine that he might have jumped up with excitement at that moment.

"Lin Wanqing? Never seen her." Lin Xiaoman shook her head. She had heard of this name. It could be said that she was an existence admired and envied by the cultivators of the previous generation and even their generation. She had a single golden spiritual root and was a super talented swordsman. She had successfully established her foundation at the age of 15. Now she was only 18 years old and had always been a frequent visitor on the Qingyun List.

She was also a little curious about what the other person looked like. It was said that she was very beautiful and had an ethereal look.

"Ah, I'll definitely see it during the competition. You must take a good look at it then and tell me what it looks like. No, come back and draw it for me."

"good."

"Xiao Man, Xiao Man, have you seen Wu Nian from Wan Fa Men?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiaoman blinked. Why were they all chanting "Wu Nian"? What could a monk have so much to worry about? Chen Shuyan was just trying to fight, but Wang Tiantian wouldn't be like that, right? She remembered that Wang Tiantian didn't really like fighting.

"Wu Nian, Senior Brother Wu Nian from Wan Fa Men is really amazing. He is the one who has the best chance of building a foundation at the age of 15."

Wang Tiantian was so excited that she jumped up and down, even shouting out loud, which attracted the attention of her classmates who were in class with her, and even the uncle who was giving a lecture upstairs looked over.

Wang Tiantian's face turned pale, and she quickly lowered her head and dared not say anything else. She quickly put away the circle of immortal friends.

......

Lin Xiaoman was chatting with his friends while strolling around the Zixiao Sword Sect. Not long after, he received a message from Shen Qinglan and realized that she did not come this time.

After walking around in the area where she could move, Lin Xiaoman returned to her room. It must be said that the scenery was really beautiful. If she could fly, it would probably look even more beautiful and spectacular.

After a few days, the day of the Tianjiao Conference competition finally arrived. Lin Xiaoman heard noises outside early in the morning, so she quickly opened her eyes and got up, packed up, took out a bowl of braised pork noodles that had been prepared long ago and placed in a storage bag, and slurped it mouthful after mouthful. When she heard a knock on the door, she hurried over to open it.

"Um, are you guys coming over? I'll be right there."

"Junior Sister Lin, are you still having breakfast?"

The visitor was very shocked. One was surprised that there were still cultivators eating noodles so early in the morning. The other was stunned that it was already the Tianjiao Conference, and Lin Xiaoman actually had the leisure to eat breakfast.

"Eat, don't you want to eat?" Lin Xiaoman looked up at her innocently. The other party was also from Fu Feng, her name was Zhao Meng. What a coincidence, she was also the apprentice of Master Wu Zhi.

Zhao Meng spread his hands helplessly, "I don't want to eat anymore. Do you want to go? Let's go watch the competition with the brothers and sisters."

"Yeah, right away." Lin Xiaoman quickly ate the noodles in the bowl with a few big mouthfuls, then tilted his head back to drink up all the soup. He then used a few cleaning spells to clean himself up, wiped his mouth, took out two spiritual fruits, and handed one to Zhao Meng.

"Here, let's go."

I closed the door and took a bite of the spiritual fruit. Wow, it was so delicious!

Zhao Meng took the fruit hesitantly, feeling that what she saw and heard this morning had completely overturned her cognition.

On the way, Zhao Meng couldn't help but ask, "Junior Sister Lin, are you still eating every day? Don't you take the fasting pills?"

Didn't everyone eat the fasting pills? Even the free spiritual noodle buns given out in the cafeteria weren't eaten by many people. Why did she feel like Lin Xiaoman didn't do that?

"Well, do you like eating fasting pills?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded and walked forward along with the flow of people. What he saw were cultivators in various costumes from all sects. It was said that there were dozens of sects coming to the Tianjiao Conference, both large and small.

"Uh, I don't like it." Who would like to eat fasting pills? What's the use of eating them to fill your stomach? It's tasteless anyway. It's better to have a bowl of noodles... Gulp, the noodles that Junior Sister Lin just ate looked delicious.

"Why eat it if you don't like it? Uh, for cultivation. I understand, I understand."

Lin Xiaoman suddenly realized that everyone was like this. If she could give up delicious food, she would be able to tolerate some things for the sake of cultivation, but she couldn't give up delicious food.

Zhao Meng was lost in thought when Lin Xiaoman suddenly pulled her hand. "Hurry up, it's about to start. Let's go grab a good seat."

"Oh, okay."

The two ran all the way to the square and listened to the opening speech of the Tianjiao Conference by the head of the Zixiao Sword Sect on the stage. Fortunately, the speech was not long and boring and quickly got to the point.

The Tianjiao Conference is similar to the Tianyan Sect Competition. It is still divided into two groups: the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Qi Refining Stage. Each group draws a number to fight one-on-one. The loser is eliminated and the winner enters the next round.

Then the top 100 contestants from the two groups will be eligible to participate in the next round of competition, which is the actual hunting of monsters in the Misty Forest. Points will be calculated according to the monsters hunted, and then they will be ranked according to the points. Different rewards will be given according to each ranking.

Because no one has asked her to take the position so far, there is a high probability that she will not be able to attend this meeting. Lin Xiaoman became a spectator very relaxed.