Nine Heavens

Song Zhen raised his head and glanced out the window of Liufangju. It was almost noon, and he couldn't help feeling more anxious. He looked back at the training room, put away the forging furnace helplessly, and said:

"Let's go, the new disciples are probably gathered at the Ziyan training ground!"

Ziyan practice field.

On the three huge training platforms above the vast purple-smoke spiritual training pool, three majestic and indifferent figures stood on the central training platform.

A middle-aged man dressed in fiery red, of medium build, his eyes bursting with powerful light, and on his right shoulder stood another tall man of about the same age, wearing a red purple brocade suit, his eyes were like Electricity, captivating.

Standing behind the two was a handsome figure dressed in silver, who appeared to be slightly younger than the first two, with a white face like jade, regular features, and a heroic look between his brows.

At this time, the three of them watched the disciples from the New Territories who came to the practice field one after another, without saying a word.

I couldn't tell whether their eyes were angry or happy.

Under such a strong aura, the normally playful New Territory boys became extremely quiet at this time. Whether they were the first ones or the last ones, they all stood up consciously, silently, quietly looking forward to the arrangement on stage.

Regarding these three individuals, the disciples from the New Territory who were already present, especially the nineteen disciples who succeeded in building the foundation a few months ago and the thirty-seven disciples who reached the twelfth level of Qi training, knew a little bit, especially the latter of the three. This person is an elder of Xuanling named Xiaoran.

As for the first two, it is said that they are of extremely high status. No one among all the new disciples knows what level they are. Including fifty-six disciples who entered the inner sect ahead of time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone hoped that Tianyu's sun would reach the center position soon, because the time to decide their own destiny had finally arrived.

If you pass the inner sect exam, you will be a true Xuanling sect disciple, which also means that you have truly embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Otherwise, it will be the fate of becoming a disciple of the outer sect, doing all kinds of miscellaneous tasks for the Xuanling sect in the outer sect for a lifetime, although you can continue to practice, but you will never receive the attention and guidance of the high-level, most of them Destiny is just a mediocre life.

This kind of fate, there are more than a thousand disciples from various countries present, obviously not what any disciple wants, but it is the fate that most of them still want.

The three people on the stage glanced coldly at all the New Realm disciples present, and examined them very carefully. Whenever the cold eyes stared at their faces, the stared New Realm disciple trembled in their hearts, both longing and a little scared .

In this strange atmosphere, more than a thousand disciples from the New Territories were suffering.

I don't know how long it took, but the disciples from the New Territory of the Ziyan Training Ground finally saw that several immortal masters who were summoned by the killing order but stayed behind to arrange the exam also appeared in front of the disciples of the New Territory one after another. It's here, the exam is about to begin.

At this moment, every disciple from the New Territories was very excited, and a heart almost jumped out of their throats.

Taking a last glance at the Ziyan practice field, the red-clothed figure and the purple-purple figure on the high training platform nodded to each other, and turned their heads to say something to Xiao Ran.

Then, suddenly, it turned into two rays of divine light and disappeared on the training platform. The speed of its movement caused the audience to cry out in surprise.

Seeing the two high-ranking officials leave with divine light, Xiaoran suddenly turned around and shouted coldly:

"The inner sect assessment for this year's new disciples begins now—"

Elder Xiaoran procrastinated the last two words deliberately, and at the same time turned his gaze to the distance to see if there were any disciples from the New Territories who were not present.

After watching for a while, he didn't find any new figures joining, so he floated to the middle of the practice field, and more than a thousand disciples from the New Territory naturally flashed around, forming a big circle in the middle.

"It's exactly noon now. We will conduct a spiritual strength test on Lingxiu Island first. Those who pass can stay and take part in the test tomorrow and later. If you fail, please leave Xianxue City immediately after this test. The teacher arranged for you to go to work in the families of the outer sect."

"Okay, if everyone has no objections, start the test now! First place, Ouyang Langlong!"

After Xiaoran made the announcement, she called out the first name. At the same time, with a wave of the silver sleeve, an inconspicuous stump appeared in the middle of the practice field.

In the front row of the crowd, Ouyang Langlong, who had been standing proudly with his arms around his shoulders, walked up to the tree stump in a few steps, and with a random swing of his arm, the tree stump was split with a crack about an inch wide, and shot There are strings of blue and green sparks.

Seeing the strings of blue and green sparks, Ouyang Langlong felt complacent, clapped his hands, and stood aside, waiting for Elder Xiaoran's evaluation.

"Um!"

Xiao Ran opened his handsome eyes, and said with a rare smile:

"As expected of the new disciple valued by the sect master, he has been able to leave a gap on the seven-colored sacred tree and flash such a powerful two-colored flame, good! That's great!"

Then loudly announced:

"Ouyang Langlong passed! Please stand in the center and practice lifting it up!"

At the same time, he secretly thought, this kid's spiritual power is so powerful that he is on par with himself, and if he has more contacts with him in the future, this person's future is limitless.

Ouyang Langlong's tall and handsome body flickered, and he proudly walked towards the training platform, leaving behind the praises and envious eyes of more than a thousand disciples.

The seven-color god tree is rumored to be an extremely hard tree in the ancient times. It takes hundreds of millions of years to grow into a talent. Because when it is hit, if the force is strong enough, it will emit different colors, hence the name.

Due to the difference in strength, it will emit seven colors of white, yellow, blue, emerald, red, purple and gold from low to high. If the strength is strong, the color will appear, and the sparks of the corresponding color will also appear.

If the strength is stronger than this, it will shoot out two or more colors at the same time.

If seven colors erupt at the same time and are accompanied by sparks of seven colors, it will be the supreme realm.

But it's a pity that such a powerful person hasn't appeared since Xuanlingmen opened up and sent clothes.

It is said that among the peak masters of the Twelve Shocking Peaks today, the strongest one can only burst out five colors at the same time, and only two kinds of sparks can appear. And an elder with extraordinary strength like Xiaoran can at most break out

There are four colors. As for the sparks, even if there are, they are very weak.

Watching Ouyang Langlong stand on the training platform, Xiaoran just turned around and shouted:

"Cloud fantasy!"

Then he pointed at the seven-color tree on the ground, and the seven-color tree returned to its original appearance.

Hearing the shout, a very delicate-looking woman walked out of the crowd. She gave Xiao Ran a meaningful look with her beautiful eyes, and then walked to the side of the Seven-color Shenmu with small steps.

After inspecting it for a while, he slashed his palm neatly, and then the seven-colored tree erupted with a glaring white light, which made it impossible to look directly at.

"pass!"

Xiao Ran smiled and nodded, watching Yun Huan with an expression in his eyes that others could not understand.

Xiao Ran's gaze caused some new disciples outside the circle to discuss in low voices, but after a while, the silence returned.

Then he quietly watched the performance of other disciples, but what was disappointing was that many disciples tried their best to chop on the seven-colored sacred tree, but they didn't respond at all, which attracted the crowd to sigh.

Liu Qianlang looked at the tree stump of the colorful god tree, and felt a little familiar. When everyone was concentrating on that tree stump, he secretly activated his divine sense, and quickly glanced at the huge Wu Zun in the realm of the sky. Treasures and haunted house treasures.

As a result, Liu Qianlang found a box containing prehistoric species, with the words "Colorful Shenmu" clearly written on it.

Liu Qianlang was excited for a while, and opened it with the power of his spiritual sense. Inside, there were three seeds of the seven-colored sacred tree sleeping quietly, and there was a seal about the planting method of the seven-colored sacred tree next to it.

"Yun Qianmeng!"

Suddenly Liu Qianlang heard this name that had always attracted his attention.

Hearing Changshui Yun Qianmeng's name, the crowd exclaimed. Except for Ouyang Langlong, it can be said that Yun Qianmeng is the number two figure among the new disciples this year, and has already become one of the focuses of high-level attention.

I saw her calmly walking to the side of the colorful tree, her beautiful eyelashes flickered, and she slapped a palm confidently. There was a burst of sparks flying.

The crowd was amazed to see that the flying sparks had three colors, glaring white, orange and blue, and the three colors echoed each other, making them very bright and charming.

And the seven-colored sacred tree stump also left a deep crack.

Seeing this, Yun Qianmeng didn't show any expression on her face, she still had a proud and holy look on her face, which made people happy and daunting!

Looking at the tree stump, Xiaoran examined it in surprise for a long time before announcing that Yun Qianmeng had passed, and then stared in amazement at Yun Qianmeng floating on the training platform.

After a long time, Xiaoran continued to call out the name of the next person. After dozens of people, the best performer could only make the colorful tree burst into two colors, and none of them could leave marks on the tree stump.

As the assessment progressed, there were fewer and fewer people to refer to, and those who completed the assessment were quickly divided into two camps.

Those who passed the test stood tall on the training platform, and those who did not pass the test stood helplessly at the side of the training field, looking at the inconspicuous tree stump unwillingly, and colleagues looked enviously at the new disciples who continued to pass.

Not long after, Song Zhen also passed the test, and his grades were not bad, bursting into two colors, and left a trace of scratches on the colorful tree stump.

In the end, when the sun was about to set, only Liu Qianlang and Fang Tianyingfang were left on Qingliu Kingdom.

For Liu Qianlang's sudden appearance, Fang Tianyingfang was very excited, her heart was pounding, and she peeked at that stern face from time to time, and Liu Qianlang also felt that Fang Tianyingfang was standing next to her. An inexplicable warmth.

She smiled back at her gaze.

Not long after, Fang Tianyingfang also successfully passed the assessment and got on the training platform as she wished.

At this time Liu Qianlang looked back, counting himself, there were only three or five people who did not participate in the assessment. Just as he was looking back, he suddenly heard Xiaoran shout:

"Liu Qianlang!"

Hearing this name, the crowd, including all the New Territory disciples on the training platform, looked at this strange man in surprise. He has disappeared for six months. He has never practiced and has no one to guide him. Can he pass?

Everyone couldn't help but wonder for a while.

But unexpectedly, with a smile on his face and shining handsome eyes, Liu Qianlang came to the side of the Colorful Shenmu easily and gracefully.

I saw him, without even bending his body, he waved away casually, and then stood there with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

When everyone found that the tree stump didn't react at all, they couldn't help bursting into laughter. Even Yun Qianmeng, Fang Tianyingfang and Song Zhen who were on the high ground didn't believe that Liu Qianlang would be so helpless, and looked helpless and disappointed expression.

However, just when the laughter of the crowd had not stopped, there was a sudden crackling sound, and then everyone saw a group of colorful sparks suddenly rising from the center of the practice field, mixed with the sound of crackling and burning, At the same time, countless dots of seven-color smoke and dust scattered in all directions.

When the smoke dissipated and everyone looked again, the seven-colored sacred tree stump had long since disappeared, leaving a huge deep pit in the center of the practice field.

"OMG!"

Everyone exclaimed in disbelief when they saw this level of spiritual power cultivation was simply too different, they shook their heads gracefully, walked around the huge deep pit, and looked at the floating seven-colored Shenmu dust, both surprised and shocked. Distressedly announced:

"Liu Qianlang passed!"

Then he stared at Liu Qianlang for a long time, as if he wanted to eat Liu Qianlang.

Liu Qianlang just smiled slightly, bowed to Xiaoran and the surrounding seniors, and then floated onto the training platform.