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"Follow the Son's command!"

On the Gu Jin battle platform, Elder Gu also put away the ruthlessness and fierceness when he killed Zhou Lieyang, and instead put on a smiling appearance, looking no different from the old man basking in the sun in the mortal world.

"Dongtu's little dolls! Anyone who is older than twelve years old and no more than eighteen years old is eligible to sign up for the selection, below, if you are willing to participate in the selection, please stand up from the spot!"

Elder Gu's voice spread out, resounding in the ears of every young generation of cultivators in the Eastern Soil around the Ancient Gold Battle Platform.

The next moment, boom......

Almost eighty or ninety percent of the figures stood up from the spot, with infinite anticipation and heat on their faces!

Above the void, Ye Wujian looked at it, and immediately knew that there were more than 10,000 people who echoed this condition at the beginning.

Compared with half a year ago, when he participated in the Battle of the Hundred Cities of Eastern Soil, the scale was nearly 100 times larger!

At that time, there were only nine people who were finally screened out and qualified to worship the Heavenly Divine Dao, which was completely incomparable to now.

However, at this time and at that time, now that the Heavenly Saint Dao is in ruins, what is lacking is a large number of disciples, so the selection conditions are also appropriately relaxed except for age.

"Very good! 14,000 people! Pick up your nameplates!"

Elder Gu spoke again, his hands flicked in the void, and suddenly from his sleeves burst out of the Dao streamer, there were tens of thousands of Dao, and the void shot out, accurately going to the hands of every qualified Dongtu cultivator.

Under the stage of the ancient gold battle, Murong Hai grabbed the nameplate that flew in, the texture was simple, and it was warm to the hand, it was cast from an unknown jade, and there was nothing on it except for the number "one hundred and three".

Obviously, Murong Hai was ranked number one hundred and three, which was a number in order, waiting to be tested.

Murong Tian, who was originally dead-faced, was also standing slowly under the support of Murong Baishi at this moment, and he also got a jade plate of his own, which was ranked at number 598.

It's just that at this moment, Murong Tian has the same appearance as half a minute ago, and the whole person looks as if his backbone has been removed, and even his spirit and spirit have completely withered, as if he is a walking corpse.

Ever since he knew that Ye Wujian was the Holy Son, the last obsession and goal in Murong Tian's heart collapsed, and his fighting spirit was completely lost.

This made Murong Baishi sigh uncontrollably, but there was nothing he could do!

His grandson may be really talented, but his spiritual will is too much worse, and he has no potential to become a generation of powerhouses, so he may only be able to work in this life.

Murong Binglan struggled for a long time, but she still didn't stand up after all, because she knew that even if she stood up and took the jade medal, the chance of passing the selection was extremely slim, and it was almost impossible to pass.

A pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a dim color at this time, as if they had been immersed in their own thoughts, and their feelings were extremely complex and extremely uncomfortable, showing a pitiful look.

In this world, there are many things that once you make a choice, you can't go back, even if you regret it, it's useless.

"Now each of you has your own number plate in your hand, the next procedure is very simple, everyone participates in three tests in the order of their own number plates, every group of nine, and anyone who can meet the requirements is qualified to worship my Heavenly Holy Path......!

Elder Gu's voice echoed, and immediately nine figures jumped out of the throne and ascended to the Gujin Battle Platform.

Countless eyes are staring at these young faces at the moment, looking forward to their graduate school entrance examination results.

If you can pass the test, since you soared into the sky, the carp wants to be a dragon, and the trajectory of your life will completely change and rewrite your own destiny.

If you can't pass through, then you can only leave the scene gloomily, where you come from, where you go back, and you won't have access to the Heavenly Holy Dao.

It's cruel, but it's meant to be.

When the selection officially began, Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao, Mo Qingye, and Mo Bairong were once again shrouded in a vast and magnificent Yuan Li training, rising to the sky and shooting Ye Wuji's side.

It was naturally Ye Wujian who made the shot, and when he saw the faces of the four friends again, a warm smile appeared on Ye Wuji's face again. 【△Net】

Although Sima Ao was supported by Mo Qingye at the moment, his face was very pale, but it could be seen from between his eyebrows that he had really grown too much in the past half a year, and he had become more and more mature and tenacious.

But this is also inevitable, after the tempering of life and death, bloody battles, anyone who can survive, how can he not grow?

"It's a really good feeling to see you all again. ”

Looking at the four familiar faces in front of him, Ye Wujian slowly spoke, he was really happy at this moment.

"Ahem...... I didn't expect you to become the Holy Son of the Heavenly Saint Dao!

Although Sima Ao's face was pale, his expression was very excited, staring at Ye Wujian with a deep admiration in his eyes.

Lin Yingluo and Mo Qingye were the same, only the little white lotus root was chirping, and they rushed over again very simply, hugged Ye Wuji's arm, and kept shaking excitedly.

"After the selection of disciples is over, there is still one day for those who have passed the selection to prepare, and it is just in time for us to get together. ”

It is naturally a comforting thing for former comrades-in-arms to be reunited again.

Ye Wujian opened his mouth like this, but his bright eyes stared at the four of them with a hint of ridicule.

"Alas, it's to get together well, if we don't get hurt this time, we can also participate in the selection......"

Sima Ao opened his mouth a little gloomily, and the other three daughters were the same, they were now exactly eighteen years old and were eligible to participate in the selection, but now they were injured and could not go down to participate.

At this moment, the four of them all had a kind of reluctance in their hearts, because they knew that now that Ye Wujian was the Holy Son of the Holy Dao of the Heavens, it would definitely be extremely difficult to return to the Eastern Land once, and if they said goodbye again, they didn't know when they would be able to see each other again next time.

How could the expressions of the four of them escape Ye Wuji's eyes, and at that moment he smiled lightly, the hint of ridicule in his eyes became more and more intense, and he immediately said: "Well, yes, when we are done with a good gathering, you will go home and pack your things, and then go to the Heavenly Saint Dao with me." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yingluo and the four of them were stunned for a moment, and looked at Ye Wujian with a puzzled expression, as if they felt that they were having auditory hallucinations.

"None...... Perfect ...... You...... What did you just say?"

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Sima Ao's voice stammered a little, his throat was dry, and there was a hint of unbelievable joy in his eyes.

I said...... When we are done, you will go home and pack your things, and then go to the Heavenly Sacred Path with me, what, don't you want to?"

"Yes! Little White Lotus is willing! Wow! It's great to be able to meet the eldest sister!"

The little white lotus directly cried out excitedly, and the cute little face was red with excitement, like a big apple, extremely cute.

Sima Ao, Lin Yingluo, and Mo Qingye also slowly showed extremely happy smiles on their faces.

"Flawless...... Thank you very much, but won't it cause you any trouble? If it will, then we can't bother you!"

In the end, Lin Yingluo was thoughtful, and said to Ye Wujian with some worry.

"Hehe, you four little dolls have been thinking too much! The Holy Son's decision is now equivalent to the sect master's decision...... The four of you are welcome to join the Heavenly Sacred Path and become disciples of the Heavenly Sacred Path. ”

It was Elder Gu who appeared beside Ye Wujian again who spoke, and he replied with a smile, looking at Lin Yingluo and the four of them with a friendly smile.

Joke!

What is the status of the Holy Son in the sect now?

Shine brightly, supreme!

Since you can judge life and death with one word, and destroy life with one thought, you can naturally change the fate of others with one word!

As long as the Holy Son is willing, let alone four, it is four hundred, and the Heavenly Divine Path will be accepted as it is.

Besides, how could Elder Gu not see that the four friends of the Holy Son were by no means straw bales, but all of them were extremely talented, coupled with the life led by the Purgatory for most of the past half a year, the spiritual will was also extremely powerful!

These four people, all of whom are talents, joined the Holy Dao of the Heavens, and it was completely like a dragon returning to the sea, and since then they have soared into the sky.

The fate of Ye Wujian was completely changed by Ye Wuji's words, and at this moment, the mood of the four of them was extremely agitated, full of joy, worshipping into the Holy Dao of the Heavens and becoming a disciple of the Holy Dao of the Heavens, this was the wish they all dreamed of fulfilling.

And now it's finally working!

Time passed little by little, and a famous Dongtu monk participated in the selection, and those who passed were elated and overjoyed, and those who did not pass left the scene gloomily, grief-stricken.

It's like half heaven, ordinary hell, and it's constantly happening alternately.

Until a certain moment, but when the last Dongtu monk ranked 22,000 successfully passed the three tests and became the last lucky one, the selection of Dongtu disciples finally came to an end.

12,000 people participated in the selection, and the number of people who finally passed reached 981, and the success rate was less than 1 in 10!

Above the void, Ye Wujian on the pitch-black throne slowly stood up at this moment, the black cloak hunted in the wind, his black hair fluttered, a smile appeared on his handsome and fair face, and his eyes looked down on the earth, sweeping the nine hundred and eighty-one young faces full of joy and excitement.

"Congratulations to all of you, you have finally passed the selection, from now on, you will be the disciples of the Heavenly Holy Dao, worthy of my Ye Wujian brothers and sisters! A day later, still here, I and the four elders will take you out of the Eastern Land and go to the Heavenly Holy Dao!"

Ye Wuji's words fell from the sky, making this heaven and earth boil in an instant!

Dongtu's selection of disciples has finally come to an end.

An hour later.

In a quiet and exquisite small courtyard in the first main city, all the people of the head of the Murong family were here.

Murong Changqing kept walking back and forth, looking extremely excited, excited and apprehensive, and kept looking at the courtyard gate, as if he was waiting for someone.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later, outside the far gate, that a tall and slender figure stepped in, with a deep smile and joy on his face, it was Ye Wuji.

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