"ah!"

The strong monk shouted, and flew backwards for more than ten meters, and finally landed heavily on the ground.

As he looked like, he immediately screamed after falling to the ground.

A strong monk would do this, and the rest were surprised when they saw it.

Suddenly, many monks began to get nervous. They all began to worry about whether they could pass through this.

Soon, after the great man failed, Lin Qing asked other monks to continue to try.

After all, time is limited, Lin Qing has to hurry up!

Sure enough, this first level of test was very difficult, and most of the monks were defeated.

It is only half of the time to pass through that aperture.

Those monks who were fortunate to stay were naturally very excited.

All the failed ones were full of sorrow, as if they wanted to cry, but they couldn't cry.

How can you not make them sad if you can become a disciple of a saint?

However, these failed monks did not leave, but stayed here and continued to watch, wanting to know what the result would be.

In the end, how many disciples can Lin Qing collect?

Anyway, it all failed, so it doesn't matter if these people stayed to watch the fun.

The monks who passed the first test stood on the temple with excitement on their faces.

They felt that they seemed to have made another step further from success.

Lin Qing looked at the monks in front of the temple, and had a faint smile on his face.

Lin Qing was already very pleased to have so many monks pass the first level.

He smiled on his face and said to the monks: "Although you have passed the first level, there are two levels behind you. I hope you will continue to work hard!"

Hearing this, the monks who passed the first level of the level suddenly became nervous again.

However, in the first level, so many monks were defeated.

If the remaining two levels appear again, many of them will definitely be wiped out.

All of this is really stressful.

However, there are also many monks who are full of confidence in these things.

They are all looking forward to what kind of challenges they will face next.

Lin Qing didn't talk nonsense. After taking a look at these monks, he immediately said: "It is not easy for you to pass the first level. The challenge of the second level is much more difficult than this. I have put down a thousand bells in this forest of a hundred miles. You can go and find it. If anyone finds it, he will pass the test of the second level."

"A thousand bells!"

When the monks heard this, they were all surprised.

They are not fools, so they naturally know that the meaning of these thousand bells means that only one thousand people can pass the second level in the end.

Now there are about 10,000 people who have passed the first level. In this second level, nine thousand people have to go directly. This ratio is still a bit terrifying.

At least in the first level, this ratio is not that large.

However, these monks all knew that it was naturally not easy to become a saint disciple.

Otherwise, if everyone can become a saint disciple, then the saint disciple will be worthless.

Anyway, there are a thousand bells in this forest. If you find them, you can pass the second level.

Looking at the eyes of these monks, each of them was full of hope, and Lin Qing also had a slightly smile on his face.

He waved his hand and said directly: "Go and find those thousand bells!"

After receiving Lin Qing's order, the monks did not hesitate at all and rushed into the forest one by one.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Tens of thousands of figures used their fastest speed.

In a blink of an eye, they left the dojo of Jinguang Mountain.

In order to find a thousand bells, every monk fought desperately in the forest.

They took out their strongest power just to find the bell.

Soon, someone found the bell.

However, what was greeted was the siege of other monks.

Lin Qing only said that whoever gets the bell will pass the second level.

But he didn't say what method to use.

So, in order to get the bell, these monks fought each other together and used despicable means. This is also common.

The sound of fighting sounds suddenly sounded at this mountain with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The loud rumbling sound spread all over the world, making people feel extremely shocked when they heard it.

And there were a lot of screams.

From this we can guess that this competition must be very cruel. Maybe many monks will die here and lose their lives.

The monks around the mountain all became a little grateful.

Fortunately, they did not pass the first level, otherwise they would be killed in the second level, which would be more than worth the loss.

Especially those with low cultivation level, they breathed even more relief.

Even the second level is so cruel, so how dangerous it would be in the third level, they dare not imagine.

However, as the sound of the battle grew louder, the surrounding forests were filled with bloody smell.

Lin Qing placed a bench in front of the dojo of Jinguang Mountain, sitting there with a calm look on his face.

He has seen such killings a lot.

Moreover, this was also caused by him, killing and fighting are indispensable in the cultivation world.

Lin Qing is now accepting disciples, but he doesn't have time to train slowly. What he wants is the kind of person who can help him immediately.

Only such a monk is what he wants.

Therefore, this battle can detect which monks are the real strong men.

After a while, a monk grabbed the bell from the surrounding forest and flew quickly to the temple of Jinguang Mountain.

They landed on the temple, covered in blood, and their murderous aura had not yet dissipated.

Looking at Lin Qing, all the monks who grabbed the bell were excited and quickly took out the bell.

"Senior, you've got the bell!"

These monks were excited and quickly took out the things.

It seems that for them, being able to hold the bell is the most exciting thing.

Lin Qing nodded slightly and said to the tiger spirit beside him: "You go and arrange it and record their names."

"Yes, Master!" The tiger spirit immediately did as Lin Qing said.

After a while, the tiger spirit recorded all the names of these people.

As time goes by, more and more monks snatched the bells in the second level.

A thousand bells, but in the end, a few were lost and not found.
Chapter completed!