The outermost area of ​​the martial arts tournament has the largest number of people and the largest number of participants, but they are all younger generations with no background or inheritance, and basically have no ranking.

Most of them are just there to make up the numbers. Only a very few can stand out in each session and enter the top ten in terms of combat power, but no peripheral members have ever entered the final top ten list.

The geniuses from the major forces in the inner area can all enter the top ten in every session, but the top three seats are usually monopolized by geniuses from the core area.

After all, the younger generation who can be brought in person by the peak eighth-level master must be extremely outstanding to be valued.

Jiang Yu looked at Gu Xianzhi in front of him, then at Gu Linfeng beside him, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality. He had never thought before that he could enter the core area.

"Your name is Jiang Yu, right?"

Li Xuan pretended to meet Jiang Yu for the first time.

"Yes, I am Jiang Yu, the younger brother, from the Golden Light Cave." Jiang Yu appeared extremely humble in front of Gu Linfeng, the direct disciple who was at the peak of the eighth level.

This is an absolute gap in status, he has already put himself in a lower position.

Li Xuan looked at him and still remembered that when they first met, he was so brilliant and arrogant, but now he has changed so much.

Of course, we can't say that he is too snobbish. This is something that most people find difficult to change.

Jiang Yu's combat power was stronger than his own back then, and now he is still at the seventh level and sixth stage, while his combat power is far superior to that before, and he can defeat him easily now.

"What ranking are you planning to get in this martial arts tournament?" Li Xuan asked casually.

Jiang Yu gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm just here to broaden my horizons. I wouldn't dare talk about ranking."

Gu Xianzhi noticed his state at this moment and immediately said, "As a young man, you must not lose your fighting spirit. The martial arts tournament is not just a test of combat prowess. If you can seize this opportunity, your future is limitless."

Hearing that the peak-level eighth-rank senior thought so highly of him, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then he bowed solemnly and said, "Junior Jiang Yu will definitely go all out and will not let you down."

The group of three passed through the inner area and came directly to a small building at the foot of Xianweng Mountain.

This small building looks very simple and elegant, without any gorgeous decoration, but Li Xuan felt that the small building looked very extraordinary at just one glance.

There is a feeling that is hard to describe.

"This is the legendary Xianweng Building, one of the four holy places in the hermit cultivation world." Jiang Yu raised his head and stared at the small building in a daze as if worshiping.

As a native of the hermit world, he had known about the four holy places since he was a child. Among them, the Immortal Master Tower was famous for its secrecy. It was said that unless the Immortal Master himself was willing, no one could see it.

Even someone at the peak of the eighth level wouldn't be able to find this small building.

"The Four Holy Places? Are they that magical? Isn't it just a small classical building?" Li Xuan didn't feel anything about it.

To him, this is just a small building with a unique temperament.

"Where did this bumpkin come from? He doesn't even know about the Immortal Weng Tower."

A cold voice came from behind them.

Li Xuan turned around and saw a middle-aged woman wearing ancient clothes and with a cold expression, walking towards him with a young woman who was equally cold and arrogant.

With his own mental power, he didn't even notice them approaching just now. It seems that the middle-aged woman next to him is undoubtedly at the peak of the eighth level.

After seeing the clothes of the two men, Jiang Yu's face suddenly changed in shock. He had already recognized the origins of these two people.

It really deserves to be the core area. Anyone you meet is a big shot in the hermit world who can shake the world with just a stomp of his feet.

"So you are my senior sister from Mingyue Temple." Gu Xianzhi nodded at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman also nodded slightly, her expression still extremely cold.

What they believe in in Mingyue Temple is to forget about emotions. No matter what happens, they cannot feel any emotion.

This is related to the exercises they practice.

But when Li Xuan turned around and revealed his perfect handsome face, the young woman's calm heart was still touched.

Mingyue Temple is full of women, and she doesn't even see men on a normal day. Now, when she suddenly sees such a handsome and perfect young man, her heart is inevitably stirred.

"I don't know about Xianweng Tower, but you are not a bumpkin, you dead nun!" Li Xuan spoke without restraint, adhering to Gu Linfeng's character.

Of course, he really wanted to complain about the last three words, but given Li Xuan’s personality, it was difficult to say it out loud.

But as Gu Linfeng, he can say it without any psychological burden. No matter what time it is, he cannot suffer any loss with his words.

Dead nun?!

When these three words came out of Li Xuan's mouth, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed.

Jiang Yu's eyes were as big as copper bells. With his status, he couldn't imagine that someone would dare to call the people from Mingyue Temple "dead nuns" to their faces.

This is a fierce attack on someone's weak spot!

Gu Xianzhi, who was waiting to see how Li Xuan would deal with it, took a breath of cold air. This was something he had never done before.

This apprentice is braver than me.

"What did you say?!"

The young nun glared angrily, waved her hands, and a stream of air rushed to her hands.

Peak of level seven!

And it is definitely not an ordinary seventh-level peak aura!

It was the first time that Li Xuan sensed such a powerful aura from a seventh-level cultivator, but he did not panic and was ready to fight at any time.

Wow!

The middle-aged nun waved her hand casually and dispersed the airflow condensed from her disciple.

"Master?"

The little nun asked in great confusion.

"You are obsessed! This is the most taboo thing for Tai Shang Wang Qing!" The middle-aged nun accused expressionlessly.

Being attached to appearances means that emotions are reflected on your face.

This is also the first commandment of Mingyue Temple. No matter what time, you must not have any emotions, and even if you do, you must remain calm!

The little nun could only calm down feeling very aggrieved.

Normally, she never gets attached to appearances and cultivates well. At the same time, no one dares to talk to her like that, so her cultivation in terms of verbal provocation is still very weak.

"You've been taught a lesson by your master, little nun." Li Xuan showed a gloating expression like Gu Linfeng.

At this time, the middle-aged nun looked at Li Xuan and said, "Although I am practicing the Supreme Forgetfulness and will not have any emotions about your words, this does not mean that you can offend Mingyue Temple."

Just a few words made Li Xuan fall into a deep ice cave.

This was the real consciousness falling into it, and all of Li Xuan's senses confirmed this. Surrounding him were icebergs more than ten thousand meters high, and an indescribable coldness suddenly spread throughout his body.

It wasn't until a hand was placed on his shoulder that the ice around him suddenly retreated and his senses returned.

Back to the foot of Xianweng Mountain, next to the Xianweng Building.

Standing behind him was his master Gu Xianzhi, his hand still on his shoulder.