There were more than 40 inner disciples standing in the main hall. There were black, white, and red robes, but no one was wearing purple.
These disciples were all very respectful and had serious expressions on their faces.
Among them, there were a lot of faces that Wang Lin was familiar with. Wang Zhuo, the girl named Xu, the girl named Zhou, brother Zhang, and so on.
In front of them, there were more than 10 elders sitting on either side. All of them had cold expressions on their faces.
In the middle sat a person about 40 years old. He was wearing a blue robe and had a celestial aura. His eyes were like lightning as he calmly said, "Brother Sun, is this your disciple?"
Sun Dazhu quickly put on a smile and said, "Head of the sect, this kid is my disciple, Wang Lin. He entered the sect late and doesn't know what it means to ring the bell 5 times."
"Indeed, like master, like disciple. Junior Brother Sun, your disciple is so silly, just like you in the past." A red-faced old man sitting on the right side of the table said mockingly.
Another elder laughed and said, "Brother Sun, that's not right. Brother Sun was very talented back then and is much stronger than his disciple."
Sun Dazhu's face turned red and white. He turned around and glared at Wang Lin. He snorted and was too lazy to refute. He walked to the empty seat on the left and sat down.
The blue robed man frowned. He coldly looked at Wang Lin and ignored him. He said, "I have already said that this training must be effective. In the competition with the Xuan Dao Sect in 4 years, we must not lose.
From today onwards, you will all enter the back mountain. Everyone will have their own cultivation area. Go into closed door cultivation and increase your cultivation. The sect will provide 10,000 Qi Gathering Pills for you to use.
During this time, you are not allowed to leave the back mountain. Do you all remember? "
All of the inner disciples replied in unison.
The blue-robed man nodded and continued, "I hope that four years from now, there will be someone among you wearing purple. Purple represents the core disciples of the Heng Yue Sect, far superior to the inner disciples. Forget it, you can experience the pros and cons yourself. I will now send you to the back mountain and someone will arrange a place for you to cultivate."
With that said, the blue-robed man waved his sleeve and a white light shot out from it. After circling around the hall, the man shouted in a low voice, "Open!"
The white light expanded infinitely and turned into a light screen in the blink of an eye, enveloping all the inner sect disciples.
"Go!" With a shout from the blue-robed man, the light screen flickered and disappeared from the hall.
A warm feeling spread through Wang Lin's body, and his vision blurred. When his vision cleared, he was surprised to find that he was standing in a valley. The spiritual energy here was much denser than outside, and the sound of running water could be heard in the distance.
He swept the surroundings with his gaze and noticed that all the inner court disciples revealed surprised expressions, and they ceaselessly sized up the surroundings.
There were no plants in the valley, only a huge barren cliff.
The cliff was densely packed with holes that looked like a beehive, some of which were sealed off by giant rocks.
Suddenly, Wang Lin noticed that someone was staring at him. He turned his head and saw Wang Zhuo looking at him with a sneer and a look of disdain.
At that moment, a young man flew out from a hole in the cliff. The young man was wearing a purple robe. He coldly looked at everyone and said, "Fellow disciples, this is the back mountain of the Heng Yue Sect. Although it's called the back mountain, it's not really behind the Heng Yue Mountain. 500 years ago, several Nascent Soul stage ancestors worked together to create a cultivation area for inner sect disciples. The spiritual energy here is much denser than outside. Since you are here, you must seize every moment to cultivate. Don't slack off, or else don't blame me for throwing you out of the back mountain!"
Wang Lin recognized this purple robed young man. He was the second senior disciple who traded him the spiritual energy spring water, Zhang Kuang. It was said that he had reached the 6th layer of Qi Condensation and was unfathomable.
Wang Lin slightly lowered his head. He knew how cunning Zhang Kuang was. With just a few words, Zhang Kuang had put him in a crisis.
"I have the chant for the 7th layer and below. If you don't have the chant, you can ask me for it. After I check it, I will give it to you.
As for your cultivation area, you can choose any of the caves that have not been closed by the boulder.
Here are the Spirit Gathering Pills. Each bottle has 50 pills, and you will be replenished once a year! "After Zhang Kuang finished speaking, he waved his hand and 50 white bottles appeared on the ground.
At this moment, inner sect disciples walked out one by one. They silently picked up a bottle and looked for a cultivation area to enter.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. He secretly thought that if he used the Shape and Voice Transformation Pill, Zhang Kuang wouldn't be able to recognize him, so he walked out and picked up the bottle.
Zhang Kuang stood to the side and watched the inner sect disciples walk by. When he saw Wang Lin, his expression suddenly became strange and he said, "What is your name?
How come you haven't even reached the 1st layer of Qi Condensation?
Who is your master? "
Wang Lin stopped and turned around. He respectfully said, "Senior Brother, I am Wang Lin. My master is Sun Dazhu. Perhaps it is due to my lack of talent, but I still haven't reached the 1st layer."
Zhang Kuang was startled, then he smiled and said, "You are Wang Lin?
I've heard of you. Talent is important, but perseverance is also the key to cultivation. Since your talent is lacking, you must work harder! "
Wang Lin quickly agreed.
"Forget it, this cliff is too high. You haven't even reached the 1st layer, so I don't think you can reach it. Let me give you a ride!"
Zhang Kuang waved his sleeve, and suddenly a force appeared under Wang Lin's feet. After he arrived at the entrance of a cave, the force disappeared.
Wang Lin respectfully thanked Zhang Kuang, then turned around and walked into the cave. His expression immediately became gloomy. If it wasn't for what happened back then, he would have thought that this second senior brother was an amiable person. Unfortunately, he already knew what kind of person he was, so he naturally wouldn't take this small favor to heart.
The cave wasn't very large, and there was only a stone bed. There was also a handle on the wall. Wang Lin looked at it for a while, then reached out and pulled. Suddenly, a rumbling sound could be heard as a huge stone wall slowly descended from the top of the cave. Finally, with a bang, it completely sealed the cave.
After carefully inspecting the cave and confirming that there was nothing strange, Wang Lin was very satisfied with this place. Back when he had gone to find Sun Dazhu, he had originally planned to find an excuse to leave the Sect and find a place to cultivate. Although he had been rejected, now it seemed that his original plan was no different.
The only bad thing was that there was no water source in the cave. Wang Lin's cultivation mainly relied on spiritual energy liquid. However, he had accumulated quite a bit of snow water in his bag of holding. It should be enough to last him for a while.
Also, he had heard the sound of running water in the valley. As long as he was careful, the problem of a water source wouldn't be difficult to solve.