"According to the rules of our Wanmo Sect, disciples from other sects can challenge me at the ceremony of taking disciples. Once I am defeated, the Wanmo Sect will be humiliated. Even if I become the personal disciple of the Wanmo Sect leader, I will lose all my face and destroy all my majesty. This is something I absolutely cannot accept!

Therefore, I must use these three months to practice well, improve my cultivation and combat power, defeat all challengers at the disciple collection ceremony, bring honor to the Wanmo Sect, and make myself famous!"

Yang Rui looked at the closed training room, muttered softly, picked up the jade slip left by Jiang Mingjun and read it carefully.

Soon, Yang Rui discovered that the martial arts and martial arts recorded in the "Ten Thousand Demons" were very exquisite and powerful, and could greatly improve his combat power. He immediately devoted his mind to it and studied it carefully.

While studying the "Ten Thousand Demons Encyclopedia", Yang Rui quietly opened the puppet tower, allowing the Bodhi space to have a hundred times more insightful understanding, and crazily comprehend the secrets in the "Ten Thousand Demons Encyclopedia".

With the help of a hundred times of understanding, Yang Rui easily understood the secrets of martial arts and martial arts in the "Ten Thousand Demons Encyclopedia", and activated the puppet tower's rapid time function, turned on the 100 times of time flow, and devoted himself to practicing the "Ten Thousand Demons Encyclopedia".

Time passed by like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed.

In the past three months, with the dual assistance of time acceleration and Bodhi space, Yang Rui easily practiced the martial arts and martial arts recorded in the "Ten Thousand Demons" successfully, and his combat power increased greatly.

At the same time, Yang Rui's four magical techniques practiced by Ten Thousand Demon Fist, Ten Thousand Demon Seal, Demon Shadow Step, and Flame Demon Art have also made great progress, making his combat power soar. He is not afraid of any challenge from cultivators of the same level!

At this time, the news that Jiang Mingjun, the leader of the Wanmo Sect, held a ceremony to collect disciples, had already spread throughout the Wanmo Island and dozens of islands near the Wanmo Island. Dozens and hundreds of sects sent strong sects and disciples to the Wanmo Sect to participate in the ceremony to collect disciples.

Among them, some sect forces whose strength is almost the same as that of the Wanmo Sect, and whose Chaos Realm cultivators have made up their minds to use Jiang Mingjun's ceremony to collect disciples, so as to wipe out the face of the Wanmo Sect, to embarrass the Wanmo Sect and to attack the majesty of the Wanmo Sect so that they can conquer some of the intermediate forces for their own use.

"Senior Brother Feng, there is still one hour left. The Ten Thousand Demons Ceremony is about to officially start. The master of the sect asked me to remind you that you can simply wash it, go to the banquet hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace to participate in the Pupil Acquisition Ceremony!"

A young man in a green robe slowly walked to Yang Rui's cultivation room and shouted loudly.

"I understand, you go down, I'll be there in a while!"

Yang Rui opened his closed eyes, responded loudly, then stood up, changed into a clean white gown, slowly left the cultivation room, and walked towards the banquet hall of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

When Yang Rui came to the banquet hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, he found that the banquet hall was full of monks, most of whom were elders and disciples from forces near the Ten Thousand Demons Island.

Without exception, these elders were all monks in the Law Realm, while their disciples were all true disciples in the Eternal Realm and the Immortal Realm. This made Yang Rui immediately know that the ceremony of recruiting disciples in front of him was extremely not simple and he had to treat them with caution.

Soon, under the guidance of a true disciple of the Wanmo Sect, Yang Rui came to a seat in front of the banquet hall of the Wanmo Hall and waited quietly.

"The master of the sect is here!"

As a loud voice rang out in the banquet hall, Jiang Mingjun, the leader of the Wanmo Sect, slowly walked to the main seat of the banquet hall, in a blue robe, and sat down.

"I have met Master Jiang, I wish Master Jiang a lifetime of blessings and longevity!

Seeing Jiang Mingjun, many monks in the banquet hall stood up and bowed and bowed.

"Welcome to attend my apprenticeship ceremony. I thank you all here! Now, please drink this cup together!"

Jiang Mingjun waved his hand and asked everyone to sit down. He raised the wine glass in his hand with a smile and said loudly.

After saying that, Jiang Mingjun drank the spiritual wine in the wine glass and placed it on the desk in front of him.

Seeing Jiang Mingjun's actions, the many monks in the banquet hall, without any hesitation or hesitation, immediately picked up the wine glass on the table in front of them and drank the spiritual wine in it.

Afterwards, the true disciples of the Immortal Realm of various sects immediately closed their eyes, used their skills, refined the powerful spiritual power contained in the spiritual wine, and converted it into pure magic power, increasing their own cultivation a little.

The spiritual wine used by Wanmo Sect to entertain everyone is brewed with various precious treasures of heaven and earth. Each drop contains a lot of spiritual energy. One cup can improve the cultivator of the Longevity Realm, which is equivalent to the gains of several years of cultivation.

The reason why the elders of the great forces around Wanmo Island brought immortality disciples to participate in Jiang Mingjun's disciple recruitment ceremony was that they wanted to let their true disciples see the world, and that they wanted their true disciples to enjoy the spiritual wine and food at the banquet and improve their true disciples' cultivation strength.

After all, as the master of Wanmo Island and the overlord of the surrounding seas, the spiritual wine and delicacies held at the banquet at the disciple-taking ceremony of the Wanmo Sect Master, must be ordinary items, they are extremely precious treasures of heaven and earth, containing terrifying spiritual energy, which can enhance the cultivation strength of the true disciples under his command.

Seeing the true disciples of various sects refining the spiritual energy in the spirit wine, Jiang Mingjun's expression remained unchanged and he clapped his hands gently. A tall and white-skinned girl slowly walked to the center of the banquet hall and began to dance to cheer everyone up.

The many monks in the banquet hall were eating various spiritual fruits and other treasures on the table in front of them, while admiring the beautiful girl's dancing posture.

When the beautiful girl's dancing ended and she left the banquet hall, the elders of each sect began to get up one by one, walked to the center of the banquet hall, and presented gifts from each sect to Jiang Mingjun.

Soon, more than a hundred elders of the sect presented gifts from their own sects, and the banquet entered the final stage of challenge and discussion.

"Master Jiang, I heard that Feng Zhengyang is a peerless genius of the Wanmo Sect. He was promoted to an Immortal Realm cultivator at a young age. I wonder if I can compete with Feng Zhengyang?"

At this time, a handsome young man in a floral shirt stood up from his seat, looked at Jiang Mingjun with a smile on his face and said.

This young man in Huashan is the true disciple of the Evil Spirit Sect of the Evil Spirit Island near Wanmo Island. His name is Shen Lang. He is a cultivator in the early stage of the Immortal Realm and a personal disciple of the Great Elder of the Evil Spirit Sect. He is powerful and has outstanding combat power.

This time, Shen Lang stood up to challenge Yang Rui because the Evil Spirit Sect and the Wanmo Sect were incompatible. They wanted to defeat Yang Rui and then humiliate the leader of the Wanmo Sect, Jiang Mingjun, and let the Wanmo Sect's power be wiped out.

"Shen Lang is a personal disciple of the great elder of the Evil Spirit Sect. He has excellent talent and has practiced the Immortal Realm in just five hundred years. Now it has been a hundred years since he was promoted to the Immortal Realm. It is estimated that he has reached the peak of the Immortal Realm in the early stage, and his cultivation level is far higher than Feng Zhengyang, who has just been promoted to the Immortal Realm.

At the same time, Shen Lang's cultivation time was 500 years longer than Feng Zhengyang, and he was proficient in various martial arts and secrets, and had excellent combat power. Feng Zhengyang was probably not Shen Lang's opponent, and he would be slapped in the face by Shen Lang!"

"This is not necessarily true! Since Feng Zhengyang was able to be accepted as a personal disciple by the leader of the Wanmo Sect and convened a ceremony to accept disciples for this, he must have his own ability and will never be easily defeated by Shen Lang!"

"Shen Lang's cultivation strength and combat power are both good, and he should be able to test the depth of Feng Zhengyang!"

“,,,,,,”

Seeing Shen Lang taking the lead in attacking Feng Zhengyang, the many monks in the banquet hall started to discuss in a low voice, and turned their eyes to Jiang Mingjun and Yang Rui, wanting to see how the two of them deal with the challenge of Shen Lang's challenge.

"Feng Zhengyang, Shen Lang, the true disciple of the Evil Spirit Sect, has the peak cultivation strength at the early stage of the Immortal Realm. If you want to compete with you, do you dare to fight?"

Jiang Mingjun of Wanmo Sect turned his eyes to Yang Rui and asked in a plain tone.

"Master, since Shen Lang, the true disciple of the Evil Spirit Sect, wants to compete with me, how could I sweep away Senior Brother Shen's interest? However, I have just been promoted to the Immortal Realm and are not very familiar with my own power. It is easy to be unable to control my power. If I accidentally beat Senior Brother Shen to death, will it affect the relationship between our Wanmo Sect and the Evil Spirit Sect and make it difficult for the master to do it?"

Yang Rui stood up and responded with a look of embarrassment, as if he would kill Shen Lang if he accidentally did not take care.

Hearing Yang Rui's words, Shen Lang was furious when he saw Yang Rui's actions, and his eyes flashed with cold light. Before Jiang Mingjun could reply, he shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Feng, we are all cultivators in the Immortal Realm. During the competition, we can't stop and take it back. It is a very normal thing to accidentally kill the other party!

If you can't control your strength and accidentally beat me to death, it will only prove that I am a waste and will die. It will definitely not affect the relationship between your Wanmo Sect and our Evil Spirit Sect!

However, if I accidentally use too much force and beat Junior Brother Feng to death, I wonder if Master Jiang will punish me and kill me to avenge Junior Brother Feng!”

"Senior Brother Shen, don't worry. If you really kill me, it means I am a waste and it is not worthy of my master's training. If you die, Master will never kill you for me!" Yang Rui's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he responded in a cold tone.
Chapter completed!