The boy walked out of the mountain of ten thousand corpses and stepped on the time when the evening drum was about to be beaten.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on the boy, dragging long shadows.

"Jiang Er!"

Fan Liuqi, who was in the crowd, also looked back with everyone's eyes.

The first reaction was not to be glad that Ergouzi escaped from the fierce monster's mouth, but instead a little panic appeared inexplicably in his heart.

"If this is not the case, he shouldn't be able to come out. As soon as the morning bell and mud drum sounds, the formation will be closed." Jindan Zhenren sitting on it looked at several colleagues beside him with some fun.

"Senior Brother Lin is such a bad word. The news reported by the juniors is just a brief conversation after dinner. The most important thing is this disciple selection in the end." Another Jindan real person shook his head with a smile.

Listening to the senior brothers and sisters beside him, another young-looking real person named Jindan smiled and said, "The senior brothers and sisters are all right, but this time the protagonist is not them."

"I heard that this time a legitimate son of the Taixuan clan left his family to join my Siren Yin Sect, I really want to meet this one."

"The big family is often accepted as disciples by the elders in the sect, and they can even be entrusted to the ancestors, wherever we are, what's wrong with us."

Another Jindan Zhenren sitting side by side sighed and did not say in detail.

"Why are you sighing?" A slightly older voice came from beside you. The sighing Jindan real person suddenly turned around after hearing the sound and immediately saw an old man standing beside him.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, but he looked energetic. He patted the sighing Jindan real person with his palms, and then looked at the big square where the Ziyin Sect was assessed with his hands behind his back.

"Elder Mo..." The younger Jindan Zhenren seemed to be about to get up subconsciously, but when he was about to get up, he was pressed back by the elder Mo Chengdao, who had white hair and beard.

The Jindan elders present stood up and sat down again. It seemed that everyone respected the elder with white hair and beard.

Mo Chengdao took out a small stool from his storage bag, and he sat safely on the bench and looked at the square where the new disciples gathered.

After ten days of baptism of blood and fire, these people are actually considered disciples of the Ziyin Sect.

But what we have to do now is to divide so many people into different levels and then invest resources to cultivate them separately.

The world of immortal cultivation is cruel, and the sects do not want to concentrate resources on waste. If you can go further, you can obtain more resources. If you keep moving forward, you will naturally have no privileges.

Of course, if you are really a very powerful and special relationship, it is naturally a different story.

"Senior Brother Mo is interested in the new disciple?"

"It's good to have a child. You guys don't want to snatch me by then. I'm just looking for a successor to the robe." Mo Chengdao beat me up, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and started to snatch it.

"Come on?"

"No, no, junior brother doesn't need it."

"You don't need to be younger sister."

Mo Chengdao shrugged and continued to eat melon seeds, while looking at the many new disciples on the big square.

"Buzz~!"

"The time has come, the formation is closed."

"All those who have returned alive, congratulations, you have become registered disciples of my Zi Yin Sect, and now you start the second major assessment."

"Ring battle."

"The top three players in the arena battle will definitely be able to join the Jindan Zhenren's sect, and the sect will be distributed with foundation-building pills, three first, two second, one third, and treasures of heaven and earth that can be cultivated to the foundation-building stage."

"If the top three people have no immortal roots, they can artificially implant high-quality immortal roots."

"The top ten will receive resource support that can be achieved to achieve great perfection in Qi training."

"The top 50 will be awarded the sect contribution value according to the ranking."

"The last fifty people are regarded as servants."

The old man in gray was still in charge of the assessment, and he calmly spoke the rules.

He has hosted dozens of such hosts. Although it is once a year, he can still obtain a rich sect contribution value in just ten days.

It is precisely because it is regarded as work that only his expression is calm and indifferent.

After the old man in the meeting finished talking about the rules, the new disciples below were in a blast.

"What?"

"There is actually a battle."

"Why should we become servile disciples?" Some of the teenagers who suffered heavy injuries and even had physical defects even roared with red eyes.

They had to leave some of their bodies because they wanted to survive. If they wanted to fight with those disciples with good hands and feet, wouldn't they directly be classified as traitors?

"It's not fair, this assessment is simply unfair."

"Yes, this is not fair at all."

"Why do we fight those who have all our hands and feet?"

There are actually a few people who have broken hands and feet, but some people shouted, and other followers also shouted. I don’t know if it was because they didn’t have the skills to learn about it, or if they were really just talking to those who have broken hands and feet.

Although Ergouzi was at first attracted attention, other than those who were above and those who discovered him, others did not know his specialness.

What's more, these disciples who are about to begin.

Thinking of the teachings of "Old Tu", seeing the crowds of anger seemingly to challenge the dignity of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Ergouzi looked tight and quietly retreated behind everyone, hiding silently in the crowd.

After such a fuss, even if it is reasonable, it will become unreasonable. What's more, does the immortal master need to reason with the ants?

Once the immortal master attacks, the people who make the most violent will definitely be the first to be affected.

Ergouzi doesn't want to be the first bird who was beaten to death in a confused manner. Even if he doesn't say a word, what if the city gate catches fire and will cause fish to fall into the pond?

It is the least guaranteed thing to hand over your life to others.

Although Ergouzi had retreated behind everyone, several pairs of eyes were still staring at Ergouzi.

It was Qu Liufeng and the other two who first discovered Ergouzi's abnormality, as well as the Foundation Establishment Master whom they ruled.

Qu Liufeng stared at Ergouzi. The last time they took Ergouzi away. Although the formation of Wanzi Mountain was closed this time, Qu Liufeng just didn't want to turn his eyes elsewhere, for fear that Ergouzi would disappear in the blink of an eye.

As for why Qu Liufeng cares so much about Ergouzi, only he himself knows it.

...

"There are many thorns in this class, and they even dare to openly roar the foundation-building cultivators."

"There are every year, but this year there are a lot of thorns."

"Ants are still ants, useless."

The atmosphere of the outer elders and deacons during the Foundation Establishment Period was quite harmonious, and they were not annoyed by those special voices.

The old man in gray looked as usual, and with a slight wave, the skeleton rushed away with black air.

Pulling the skin and bones, sucking the soul and refining blood, a living person dies in a wail.

This process lasted for a full ten breaths.

The shouting sounds came to an abrupt end.

If they have many people and powerful people, they can still put pressure on this method, but they don’t have many people, and the difference in force is even more different.

Humans will not be annoyed by the bugs that are hissing at them, but they will most likely pinch the bugs to death, just like the old man in gray robe now.

Kill the chicken and scare the monkey.

There is no more shouting.

"The movement is quite big. Why did you stop killing one after killing one? Haha?"

"Even ants are alive, let alone humans."

The old man in gray obviously had the idea of ​​killing someone to establish his authority, and after killing one, he did not kill more.

For immortals, creating too much killing evil will easily be taken advantage of by the inner demons when they break through the realm, which increases the difficulty of breaking the realm.

Although there is such a saying, it is not vague when it is time to take action. Kill people and grab treasures, and there are many intentions to see money.

"The ring battle begins now."

The old man in gray waved his hand and the token flew into everyone's hands as if he had wings.

The ring was already ready, and the twenty rings were fighting together, and then they rested for a quarter of an hour before continuing to fight.

When fighting against each other, the number has been compiled on the token. The Qi-training monks on the field will call the number and preside over the assessment.

Actually, there is nothing to see. Even those who are in the beginning are just some of them who practice Qi. Some of them stimulate their potential and get adventures in Wanzi Mountain, so their own level is mostly floating.

But the strongest is just the second level of Qi training.

Ergouzi and his opponent came on stage, and they didn't say anything, and they attacked each other.

But Ergouzi was obviously faster. As soon as the opponent's idea of ​​attack came out, Ergouzi appeared in front of him, knocked him off the ring with one punch, and flew backwards at an extremely fast speed.

Even the eighth-level Qi training monks who managed this arena did not react.

The opponent's chest sank an inch, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was about to die.

"I..." Ergouzi was stunned. He looked at the person who fell off the ring in a daze. He knew that he might be better than those of the same class, so he gained a lot of strength.

This punch was just a tentative punch.
To be continued...