Fantasy: The Supporting Role Does Not Want To Be A Younger Brother

Tianluo Shengzong, eight thousand zhang above Tianluo Peak, on a small hill, there is an ancient courtyard, at a glance, this is the real life of cultivating immortals.

Ji Changju is lying on a rocking chair in the courtyard and looking up at the starry sky.

In addition to Tianluo Peak, there are large and small mountain peaks around. Although there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect, they are still sparsely populated.

Several days have passed since the time of recruiting disciples, because it is not only recruited in one place, some have returned early, and some have not returned.

In the past few days, Ji Changju has also secretly observed the situation in the sect, but has not moved around because there is no formal assessment yet.

There are about thirty monks in the sect, most of them are in the early stage, there are less than ten in the middle stage, two in the later stage, and one in the Great Perfection.

As for Xu Xian Ji Changju didn't dare to mess around, from the observation of luck and some fluctuations, there is a person who is stronger than himself, and there is a person who is much stronger.

Ji Changju's current identity is a core disciple, and he can only stay within eight or nine thousand feet of Tianluo Peak at most.

He was thinking about how to get to that 10,000 feet or more, and the purple light shines around 12,000 feet, which is the highest luck Ji Changju has ever seen.

Tianluo Peak stands proudly in the sky at more than 20,000 feet. In the center is the main hall of the sect, and above the 10,000 feet is the residence of the high-level sect.

More than 14,000 to 5,000 feet is not suitable for ordinary monks to practice, unless the virtual immortal is fine, and even can stay outside the sky for a short time.

Under the ten thousand feet are the so-called core disciples, the inner sect elders and deacons and some outstanding inner sect disciples live, and the other outer sects and inner sects are all on other peaks.

After another three days, Ji Changju took out the token of Tianluo Sect and received the instructions of the summons. It seems that the day of the real assessment has come.

After walking out of the courtyard and flying all the way down, many people like him came to a large platform five thousand feet away in a moment.

Fifty or sixty fit-stage powerhouses have already gathered on the field, which is amazing as a top sect, plus the original core disciples do not know how many.

When everyone arrived, several figures appeared in the center with a mighty force in the sky.

A rather dignified middle-aged man looked around and said to the person beside him: "Several gentlemen, it seems that I have indeed received a lot of good seedlings this time!"

An old man nodded with a smile: "It's not bad, it's not worth waiting for a few Tai Shang to go out in person, I heard that Tianluo City has a great talent?"

Wu Lao stood up and smiled: "This time I have dipped in the light, and it is not as good as the Holy Son, but it is also a mid-term fit at thirty years old."

"Okay, you old martial artist, if you get cheap and sell well, then this saint will have to wait and see!"

After a few discussions, the middle-aged Sect Master Tian Luo stood in the center and placed a large formation to the left, looking at the power of at least level seven.

A magic weapon was placed to the right, and as it was enlarged, it became a ladder, and it was impossible to see the head with the naked eye.

The sect master placed the things, smiled at the disciples, and all the disciples stood up.

"Disciples, I am Yao Yiming, the sect master of this sect. Although you have joined the Tianluo Sect, you still need to test your perseverance and strength..."

"Now preparing for the first assessment, the seventh-grade heart refining formation, all the disciples go in one by one, enter from here, and come out at the other end, even if they pass, the shorter the time, the better. If they fail for more than an hour, those who fail will be demoted to ordinary elders. Or a deacon!"

Some people have begun to feel uneasy, especially those who are almost a hundred years old. There is suddenly a lot of attention from the consciousness above the platform, which inevitably makes people a little stressed.

"This time, the fastest speed in the history of the training of the heart is less than half an hour. I hope you will perform well, let's start..."

Following Yao Yiming's words, the disciple standing in the first place nervously walked into the Heart Refinement Formation.

For those who can achieve integration at the age of 100, the chances of xinxing are not too bad, but there is still a large amount of potential left.

The first person stayed for a quarter of an hour and walked out with a gloomy face, not knowing what he had experienced.

Seeing the expressions of several Supreme Elders and Sect Masters, this person is not bad.

Immediately afterwards, the second person calmed down a bit and walked into the Heart Refinement Formation, but waited left and right, but no one came out.

"Paralyzed, it won't be a waste."

"When is this going to happen!"

"Hey, think about yourself."

"yes……"

After more than half an hour, it took three times as long as the first person, and the whole person was not well after coming out.

It's not bad to look at this person. Why did it take so long for everyone to put away their luck.

The next step is to go in one by one, the third two quarters of an hour, the fourth quarter of an hour, the fifth three sticks of incense...

Seeing that it was about to get dark, the sect master took out a magic weapon and threw it into the sky, and half of Luofeng was lit up.

Finally, it was Ji Changju's turn. Sitting on the stage, Wu Lao said something, and the others were also looking forward to it...

Stepping into the Heart Refinement Formation, a tyrannical oppressive force hits the mind directly, and an illusion flashes directly in my mind...

Bai Yunxi and the other women died tragically in front of them, all the scum of the Ji family's destruction was gone, the Blue Star exploded, and a demon was born in her cultivation...

Ji Changju pouted: "I agree with the feelings of a person with no conscience. A small seventh-grade magic circle can also affect me? When have I practiced it? It doesn't matter if it explodes or not? The system, block it!"

"Ding!"

The people outside the venue just saw the other party go in, and before they were ready to eat melons, they saw Ji Changju come out cursing.

If you directly use the transcendental calamity cultivation base, this picture will not flash at all, just to not expose it.

"This... did he just go in?"

"The formation is broken?"

"Who can tell what's going on?"

"Sect Master, how much time has passed?"

"Uh, I don't know!"

...

Regardless of the people in the arena, even the people eating melons on the mountain were startled. I remember the last time I broke the record, it was when the Son of God just reunited.

As for the broken formation, it was a joke. How could the formation be broken in front of several Supremes and Sect Masters.

Ji Changju cursed inwardly and walked out for a moment to see everyone looking at him in surprise, which made him a little unnatural.

"Cough, sovereign, how long have I used it?" Ji Changju asked with a chuckle

The Sect Master and the Supremes looked left and right, it seemed like an instant, and they also checked that the formation was not broken.

"Well, you're doing well, number one, Zongmen number one!"

"Oh, all right."

Of course, Ji Changju knew that he would come out in a moment, and it was the time he spent walking. He simply wanted to attract attention, in order to reach the top of the ten thousand zhang peak.

This matter was quickly suppressed, and the follow-up began to continue to fight one by one.

There is basically nothing to watch, some time is long, some time is short, Ji Changju found a place to sit cross-legged and waited quietly for the end.

Maybe Ji Changju did a good job. Many divine senses on the mountain swept over, and there were people who merged and crossed the calamity, but there was no one Ji Changju wanted to wait for.

After a few chapters of vegetarianism, I know how to understand and understand what I understand.