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"Three days later, the remaining immortal disciples on the island, in the early morning, gathered at the foot of Lingmiao Peak to test their root bone talents and conduct the final assessment and trial. ”

"At the end of the trial, no matter what the final result is, you will be led by the immortal masters of the various sects gathered on the island, and you will be given immortal fate to join the sect, and become outer disciples, inner disciples, and even personal disciples. ”

"Hundreds of sects have gathered on the island, and among them, there are also immortal sect real people who will choose disciples at the immortal ascension conference, I hope you will behave well then. Maybe on another day, everyone will change their name to Senior Brother when they see me. ”

Speaking of this, Cang Wu smiled indifferently, and then Zhengse said: "That's all for today, after you go back, you must recuperate and rest well." In three days' time, it will be the day that will truly change your fate!!"

The words fell, and Cangwu led the three Xuan Songzi behind him, and the sword rose into the air. In a burst of exclamation, the sword light flew vertically, and it crossed the sky in an instant, and there were no more four people on the field.

After Cangwu and the others left, people walked out of the square one after another, heading towards the residence, and from time to time on the street you could see groups of people walking together, knowing or not knowing, Gu is excitedly discussing, the assessment and trial after three days.

They were able to get the recommendation order, land on Bibo Island, pass a month's mental test, and pass the interrogation of their family background, in essence, they all have the qualifications and conditions for cultivation.

It's just that everyone's root qualifications are different, and perseverance and character are different, which determines how far each person can go on the endless thorny road of seeking immortals.

Cangwu's words completely ignited everyone's blood. When I was yearning, no one talked about the content of the assessment, what kind of trial, and how difficult it was. Gu is a life after the end of the high talk and the assessment trial.

The children of the family and the princes and scholars are all looking forward to it, and there are Dragon and Tiger Realm monks and even real people in the Origin Realm who can discern the pearls and accept them as their own disciples, and from then on, the immortal road will be smooth, and they will ascend to the sky in one step.

Scattered monks and heroes of the rivers and lakes are looking forward to worshiping into the first-class immortal gate and becoming inner disciples, and then their status is respected, and the immortal road can be expected.

And those ordinary mortals fantasize about the life of an immortal master who calls for wind and rain and is admired by thousands of people in the future.

The figures on the square gradually thinned, and at the end of the sun, the afterglow fell, and the wide and quiet Yutai Square was only a petite and delicate shadow jade position, and it was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Staring at the fiery red remnant sun on the horizon, Situ Ling's eyes were full of longing and hope, and the scenes of the past unconsciously appeared in his mind.

When her life was in danger, it was a break of sorrow, if the immortal was in the lower realm, stepping on the purple clouds, he turned his hand to suppress the heroic posture of the blood shark demon beast, which had already been deeply imprinted in the girl's heart.

The girl's feelings are always poems, I thought that after that day, Situ Ling and Xuan Sorrow would be separated from each other from now on, and there would be no day to see each other again.

In addition to being sad, she can only secretly hide a wisp of love and bury it deep in her heart. Unexpectedly, so soon, she and Duan Chou would reunite on Bibo Island.

It's just that, just like being rescued under the mouth of the demon beast that day, this reunion, she can still only look up at the figure of broken sorrow from afar.

And the sorrow, his eyes swept over, without the slightest stagnation, and he ignored her as always.

At that moment, Situ Ling was saddened, but she inexplicably remembered the girl on the purple cloud, her mind yearned, and there was a touch of imperceptible envy in her crystal clear eyes.

Perhaps, only by becoming his disciple can he really notice me!

"I must become a disciple of Xuantian Sect!!"

The sunset shone obliquely, reflecting Situ Ling's little face, the girl waved her white and tender fist, cheered herself up, and shouted at the sunset that was about to fall, with unprecedented determination in her eyes.

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The sky is clear and cloudless.

"Knock ................."

In the distance, there is an ethereal bell sounding, penetrating the heart, echoing on the entire blue island, the clouds and smoke are vast, and the fairy light is soaring.

"Little girl, the Immortal Ascension Conference is about to start, let's go!"

Duan Chou stretched out his hand to take the jade talisman, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were deep, as if he contained thousands of sharp edges.

Lin Xiaoyuan couldn't see through it, and always felt that at this moment, there was a great horror hidden in the master.

The door of the house opened, and Broken Sorrow led Lin Xiaoyuan to step on the clouds and rise into the sky, standing above the sky, supported by fairy mist, and flew towards the highest spiritual peak on the island in an instant.

Lingmiao Peak is more and more high, deep into the sea of clouds, and the mountain is full of strange flowers, including red, pink, blue, and purple.............. The flowers are full of flowers, colorful, and fragrant, which makes people smell comfortable.

Descending a green jade step from the peak, it stands in the air, surrounded by clear springs in the air, and takes Lin Xiaoyuan with her sorrow, under the guidance of the monks of the vast immortal gate, she steps on the steps and walks to the top of the Lingmiao Peak in the depths of the white clouds.

From time to time, the monk glanced at Shang Sorrow, his eyes full of reverence and yearning, and at the same time kept walking up the steps.

This green jade step looked extremely long, but Xuan Chou only walked five steps, one step at a time, and suddenly found that he had reached the peak of Lingmiao Peak.

On the Lingmiao Peak, the white cranes danced and chirped, and all the other immortal beasts wandered among the white clouds, and a road paved with green jade stretched from the edge of the peak to the hall that was like a fairy palace.

Entering the main hall, there were already the inner disciples and personal disciples of the vast immortal sect waiting, obviously divided into three, six, nine and so on, and greeted the guests.

Zuo Qiuji, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt and holding a folding fan in his hand, hurriedly greeted him and bowed: "Sect Master, please step forward with the juniors." ”

Broken sorrow nodded, not polite, under the leadership of Zuo Qiu Ji, walked to the first place on the right hand of the main hall next to a green jade case, behind the green jade case is an apricot yellow futon.

Zuo Qiu Ji smiled politely: "Sect Master, you are sitting here. ”

As for Lin Xiaoyuan, as a disciple, he has no seat, so he can only stand behind Xuan Chou.

Seeing this, Broken Sorrow sat cross-legged on the futon, and there was already an apricot yellow futon beside him with a wave of his hand.

"Sect Master, what are you?" Zuo Qiu Ji was slightly stunned when he saw this, and asked with confusion.

Pulling the little girl with a stunned face to sit down, she smiled indifferently when she heard this, and said: "My Xuantian Sect doesn't pay so much attention, Lin Xiaoyuan is my apprentice, I can't see her standing behind her for a long time, so if you set up a seat next to you, Brother Zuo won't blame me, right?"

Zuo Qiu Ji smiled when he heard this, and said respectfully: "Sect Master Judge is joking, you care about the disciples under your seat, and it is too late for the younger generations to envy you, so how can you blame it." ”

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