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Chapter 94 Tenth Level Disciple
The Qingyun Sect's Gong Transferring Square is a giant square specially opened by the Qingyun Sect. Every day, deacons from the foundation-building period teach Kung Fu in it.

After Wang Lian tidied up, he came to the Chuan Gong Square in the early morning of the second day after practicing the Shape Changing Technique, and quietly waited for the arrival of Chuan Gong Elder.

Wang Lian found a remote corner on the Chuan Gong Square and sat down quietly.

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered in the square. They were either in small groups or sitting alone, waiting for the elder to teach them.

Wang Lian did not hide his cultivation this time, so as soon as he appeared, he attracted a lot of attention with his cultivation at the tenth level of Qi training.

Wang Lian didn't pay any attention to these attentions, and his behavior was extremely peaceful.

And those who paid attention to Wang Lian did not take too much offense because of Wang Lian's cultivation, but only showed some curiosity.

Many people don't know Wang Lian, because Wang Lian has never been to the Qi Training Square from the first to the ninth floor.

In fact, monks like Wang Lian who did not come to the Qigong Transfer Square until they reached the tenth level of Qi training are relatively rare in Qingyun Sect.

Generally, there are only those Tianlinggen monks. When they started, there were special alchemy monks to take them under their disciples, so those monks almost never came to the transfer square.

Perhaps because there were so many people in the square, even if Wang Lian came here for the first time, some people still vaguely remembered Wang Lian.

"I remembered, he seems to be Wang Lian. He jumped three levels in a row from the sixth level of Qi training to become an inner disciple of the ninth level of Qi training." Someone said softly.

"Jumped three levels in a row?" someone exclaimed.

For a while, Wang Lian's previous deeds were circulated again, but it did not cause a sensation, but only made people look at him with envy.

Wang Lian had already expected this scene. After all, it had been several years since this incident, and the novelty had long since passed. Even if it was mentioned at this time, it would not cause much of a sensation.

Sure enough, after discussing for a while, everyone changed the topic and talked about other events where they gained great opportunities and quickly improved their strength.

And this further diluted Wang Lian's past deeds, causing more people to no longer pay attention to Wang Lian's three-level jump, at least on the surface.

What made Wang Lian sigh was that no one mentioned Chen Qiang who he killed, as if this person had never existed.

While everyone was paying attention to Wang Lian, Wang Lian was also observing everyone in the square.

It's just that Wang Lian is now at the tenth level of Qi training, so the monks he pays attention to are basically at the tenth level of Qi training.

In this square, there are a total of ten monks at the tenth level of Qi training, three of whom have even reached the Great Perfection of the tenth level of Qi training, which is a level that can attempt to build a foundation.

Among the three people, two men and one woman, one of the men was wearing a gray robe and looked to be in his 20s. The other man was wearing a colorful robe and always had a smile on his face.

The woman was wearing a green robe, with an excellent figure and a dignified and beautiful face.

The auras of these three people were so dense that even Wang Lian felt a slight sense of oppression, which showed their strength.

As for the other tenth-level qi-training monks, they have just been promoted and are far from being able to build a foundation.

These tenth-level qi-training monks also noticed Wang Lian. After observing Wang Lian for a while, they either showed a friendly smile, nodded lightly, or looked back indifferently.

Wang Lian responded more politely to those who took the initiative to say hello. As for those who were indifferent, Wang Lian ignored them.

Soon, the commotion caused by Wang Lian completely subsided, and everyone was quietly waiting for the arrival of the elder Chuan Gong.

However, the elder Chuan Gong had not yet appeared, and the appearance of a young-looking monk at the ninth level of Qi training caused a commotion again. "This is Zhou Yong, Deacon Xu Feng's apprentice. He is a dual spiritual root monk and is deeply loved by Xu Feng."

"I heard that Deacon Xu Feng has reached the peak of foundation building, which is also the realm of fake elixir?"

"Yes, it is precisely because of the existence of Deacon Xu Feng that Zhou Yong is so popular this year."

There was a hint of jealousy in the speaker's tone, and it was clear that if I had such a master, I would also attract attention.

Wang Lian also raised his head and looked at Zhou Yong, who was at the ninth level of Qi training. The latter had a square face and a tall body. From his appearance alone, he looked like a resolute and upright man.

But Wang Lian himself knew very well that he must not judge people by their appearance.

Wang Lian just glanced at Zhou Yong and then looked away, while Zhou Yong glanced at Wang Lian and all the tenth-level Qi training monks.

Zhou Yong's eyes did not fall on those ninth-level qi-training disciples who were in the same realm as him, and from this he could see the arrogance in his heart.

Wang Lian saw all this in his eyes and didn't pay too much attention. He still stayed quietly in the corner.

After excluding the commotion caused by Zhou Yong, He Ming and Wu Qian, a man and a woman, two tenth-level Qi-training disciples with dual spiritual roots, appeared, which also aroused a lot of discussion.

Just because the masters of He Ming and Wu Qian were both monks in the middle stage of foundation building, the commotion caused by these two people was not as big as that of Zhou Yong.

This made Zhou Yong very happy, but at the same time he tried his best to hide this emotion.

Wang Lian secretly felt funny when he saw Zhou Yong's expression.

And Wang Lian also noticed that the most qualified monk in this transfer square was the Shuanglinggen, but no Tianlinggen monk appeared.

Wang Lian knew that the Qingyun Sect had Tianlinggen disciples, but the number was very small, and they were all trained one-on-one, so there was no need to come to the transfer square.

No one is dissatisfied with this differential treatment. After all, a Tianlinggen monk means that there is no bottleneck in forming pills and there is a high probability of being promoted to Nascent Soul.

No one would feel unbalanced in a future Nascent Soul monk, at least not on the surface.

Wang Lian scanned the square a few more times. There were already many people in the square, some were gathering scatteredly, and some were leaving temporarily.

When the number of people in the square reached a peak value, a powerful spiritual pressure belonging to the foundation-building monks suddenly descended.

As this coercion appeared, some people who were exposed to the breath of the foundation-building monk for the first time looked frightened. If they hadn't known that it was the breath of the deacon who taught the skills, they might have escaped.

Wang Lian and some of the monks have already met many foundation-building monks and have withstood the pressure of many foundation-building monks, so their performance is much better.

Whoosh!
Shortly after the foundation-building monk's coercion appeared, a figure stepped on a flying sword and landed steadily at the top of the square.

This scene of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth made all the qi training disciples, including Wang Lian, salivate.

Then, Wang Lian saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, it was Deacon Zeng Ming who had previously certified him as an inner disciple.

"It's actually him." Wang Lian murmured softly. The deacon who taught the exercises rotated every month. He didn't expect to meet this deacon whom he knew fairly well the first time he came here.

Zeng Ming sat on the high platform at the head of the square and glanced at the people below. Everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks after feeling the former's gaze.

(End of this chapter)