Godly Dragon Guard

Three days later.

As the morning sun rises, the once-in-a-millennium sect disciple assessment in the Seven Sacred Palace officially begins today, and the assessment method is a martial arts meeting.

The square was already crowded with people. Almost all the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces were here. There were 82,000 sect disciples participating in this martial arts event!

The disciples who rank in the top third of the final rankings will all receive rewards, and the higher the ranking, the more rewards they will receive.

There is a row of seats near the center of the square, with hundreds of exquisite and gorgeous white jade benches. These are exclusive seats for the elders and senior officials of the sect.

Every time the sect disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces are assessed, all the elders must be present!

Often the top 100 monks in the final ranking will be personally accepted as direct disciples by the elders of the sect. The Seven Saints Palace pays great attention to inheritance, and all elders of the sect must accept disciples.

The previous sect disciple assessment conferences of the Seven Sacred Palaces were basically the only way for the elders to select disciples and successors, so the elders naturally did not want to miss it.

The scene was very lively. The martial arts meeting had not officially started yet, and a large number of disciples from the sect gathered in groups of two and three, talking incessantly.

"Senior Brother Liu, have you heard? The monk who ranks first in the martial arts assessment of this sect will receive a reward personally given by Patriarch Tianying."

"Tsk, tsk, a big man like our ancestor, who is so impressive, would actually care about the assessment of sect disciples on a whim? It's really strange."

"What's weird about this? The ancestor also accepted a monk in the early stage of human immortality as his disciple. This is really weird."

"I've heard about this a long time ago. Being accepted as a disciple by my ancestor makes us really envious. I wonder if that monk will participate in this sect assessment?"

"I'm kidding, I'm an elder of the sect appointed by my ancestor, so why do I need to compete with ordinary disciples like us?"

"Hey, although Patriarch Tianying represents the symbol of the power of our Meishan Seven Saints Palace, it is indeed unfair to the other elite disciples to arrange for a monk who is only in the early stage of Human Immortal to serve as an elder."

"Yes, what qualifications does a mere monk in the early stage of human immortality have to be an elder of the Seven Sacred Palaces!"

"Shh, please keep your voice down. Are you not afraid of provoking someone who is openly discussing Elder Shen Lang?"

Several monks gathered together and quietly discussed the sect's recent mysterious elder Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's name has long been spread in the Seven Sacred Palaces, and almost everyone will discuss the background of this new elder and some recent rumors.

At this moment, Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er were already mixed in the crowd, and Shen Lang's ears could feel the buzz of such discussions.

There is a huge gap between the identity of Tianying Patriarch and his own, and the disciples of the Seven Saints Palace really look down on him as a new elder.

Only at this moment did Shen Lang understand that the reason why Tianying ancestor wanted to get the first place in the sect's assessment was probably because he wanted to establish prestige in the sect.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Shen Lang deliberately wore a mask that could block out the detection of his spiritual consciousness. Before he truly showed his strength, he did not like to attract too much attention.

Xia Shan'er immediately found Ning Xiaoyao in the crowd, pulled her over forcefully, and chatted through the sound system.

Ning Xiaoyao originally just wanted to keep a distance from Shen Lang, but he couldn't defeat Xia Shan'er, so he had to follow Shen Lang with Xia Shan'er.

Seeing Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao's stunning appearance, many male monks came forward to strike up a conversation, but they were all coldly repelled by Ning Xiaoyao.

At this moment, a burly demon cultivator wearing golden armor, a cape, and horns flew from the horizon in the distance. It was Jin Zhanyuan, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Seven Saints Palace!

Behind Jin Zhanyuan was a young demon cultivator with an equally burly physique, his son Jin Hong.

"I've met Hall Master Jin!"

The disciples around the square were in a commotion and saluted Jin Zhanyuan one after another.

There are five hall masters in the Seven Saint Palace, and their status is second only to the palace master Yuan Tianzong. Disciples of the sect must bow when they see the hall master.

"No need to be polite!"

Jin Zhanyuan waved his cloak and said in a loud voice: "Except for the palace master and ancestor, there is no need to salute other hall masters and elders today. All disciples of the sect can wait patiently for the battle to begin."

"yes!"

All the disciples responded one after another.

Among the five hall masters, Jin Zhanyuan has a high prestige and is deeply respected by his disciples.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and realized that Jin Zhanyuan was his benefactor. He originally wanted to go up and say hello, but considering it was inappropriate, he decided against it.

What surprised Shen Lang was that Jin Hong, whom he hadn't seen for more than eighty years, actually broke through to the middle stage of human immortal cultivation, which showed that this guy worked very hard in cultivation.

Jin Zhanyuan sat in the elders' special seat in front of the square. After greeting several elders, he said a few words to his son Jin Hong.

"Huh, my father knows that you are fierce and aggressive, but after all, you are a descendant of the Seven Saints, so you need to have courage and mind. In this fight, please do not take the lives of fellow monks. Do you understand?" Jin Zhanyuan glared at Jin Hong. , ordered.

"My child understands."

Jin Hong clasped his fists in response, and then couldn't help but ask: "Father, did you say before that Shen Lang would really participate in this sect disciple assessment?"

"Boy Shen Lang will participate. If you really meet him as your opponent, it will be your luck. Just do your best." Jin Zhanyuan said calmly.

"Yes, my child should go all out!"

Jin Hong clasped his fists heavily, a strong fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

After losing to Shen Lang in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts last time, Jin Hong felt extremely frustrated. He returned to the Seven Saints Palace and practiced in seclusion. He finally broke through and was promoted to the middle stage of human immortality more than ten years ago!

After breaking through the middle stage of human immortality, Jin Hong's self-confidence was so high that he dreamed of playing against Shen Lang again.

But half a month ago, he suddenly learned that Shen Lang had entered the Seven Saints Palace, was accepted as a disciple by Patriarch Tianying, and had reached the realm of human immortality. Jin Hong was greatly shocked in his heart.

I thought I could defeat that kid Shen Lang, but unexpectedly, the kid still caught up with me.

There was no trace of timidity in Jin Hong's heart. Even though he knew that Shen Lang's fighting power was no longer what it used to be, he was still eager to fight Shen Lang!

Not long after, Yang He, the leader of the Punishment Hall, also brought Yang Wei to the square, causing another commotion.

Every time there is an important sect disciple assessment, the older descendants of the Seven Sages of Meishan will bring their children to take turns to appear. This is also the rule of the conference.

Because the position of the previous Palace Masters of the Seven Saints was basically held by the descendants of the Seven Saints. From the strength of the descendants of the Seven Saints, we can vaguely see the strength of the Seven Saints Palace sect in the future.

Ever since he was beaten by Shen Lang last time, Yang Wei had become so decadent that he no longer dared to show off his purple quetai to show off, and quietly blended into the crowd.

Yang Wei's appearance did not cause much of a sensation. Among the descendants of the Seven Saints, Yang Wei was almost the worst. He was usually arrogant and domineering, and the disciples of the Seven Saints Palace did not have much favorable impressions of him.

But the new face who appeared next really caused a sensation on the scene.