"Eighth prince, Lord Yan, don't fight, the front is the Daoist Academy. The brocade-clothed young man on the side hurriedly played a round, fearing that the prince and the county lord would quarrel.

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "There is nothing to be ashamed of in the assessment, there are many descendants of our royal family who come to seek the Tao, but there are many people who can't pass the assessment at the entrance, so if you can't give up, don't lose your life in the assessment." ”

"You ......" The Eighth Emperor was angry, but Zhang Yan had already taken the lead in leaving the team and walked quickly to the gate of the Daoist Academy.

Ye Ming listened to their conversation behind them and felt very interesting, the royal family in the world was indeed high, but when he arrived here, he became an ordinary person.

"Don't be provoked by the county lord, what she said is not unreasonable. The brocade-clothed young man said: "The fairy gate has the rules of the fairy gate, the entrance assessment is not a decoration, I heard those who failed the assessment to go back to say that the assessment is very dangerous, you have to defeat a monster to pass, in the process of fighting with the monster, it is very likely to die on the spot." ”

"Hu Hu, you are enough, don't I know about the assessment, since I, Zhang Yang, am here today, of course I will not lose the face of the royal family. Zhang Yang, who was the eighth prince, shouted angrily.

"I didn't expect the assessment to be to defeat a monster, it sounds very dangerous to hear them, it seems that I have to be careful. Ye Ming said secretly behind him, and he had already walked to the door of the entrance courtyard.

Everyone who enters the entrance hall for the entrance examination must write their name, where they come from, and so on on before entering.

The two disciples dressed in gray Taoist robes gave Ye Ming a talisman and a brush.

The note is shiny, and the brush does not have any ink, but as soon as you touch it, you can write it clearly.

Ye Ming wrote his name, and Ye Xue's Bixue Peak was written where he came, and he was immediately led into the entrance courtyard.

When he entered, a fragrant wind rushed into his nose, and then the county lord Zhang Yan, who was walking beside him, said: "Your name is Ye Ming, I saw it just now, the Ye family I know is a big surname, are you from the Ye family of the great family?"

didn't expect the county lord to open his mouth to greet him, a "stranger", Ye Ming was a little flattered, at first Ye Ming thought that he was not talking to himself.

Regardless of whether the Ye family is a big family or not, but his identity is just a slave of the Ye family, Ye Ming is not easy to answer, so he has to nod his head.

Seeing Ye Ming nodded, Lord Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I wish you a smooth pass the assessment, if you pass, we will be friends and fellow disciples." ”

"Thank you, then I also wish the county lord a smooth passage. Ye Ming replied without being humble or arrogant, and hugged his fists.

Today, Ye Ming is wearing clean green clothes, and his strength cultivation has entered the realm of the Triple Martial King of the Flesh again, and his temperament no longer has the obscenity and lack of confidence of a minion, on the contrary, Ye Ming exudes a very calm and confident appearance.

When the county lord Zhang Yan spoke to Ye Ming, it naturally attracted the attention of the eighth prince Zhang Yang and the other brocade-clothed youths who came with him, but Ye Ming didn't take it to heart and smiled at them.

"Quiet!"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, and everyone's footsteps stopped, and the discussion stopped.

Ye Ming looked around, as if he had come to the compound of the Daoist Academy.

It is spacious, with antique log pillars, each staggered that supports the heavy beams above.

The dragon carved on the pillar is lifelike and entangled, swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, red lacquer pillars, green lacquer dragons and phoenixes, it looks majestic, the gossip diagram on the ground, yin and yang wooden fish hug each other, staring at it for a long time as if rotating.

"This is the Entering Dao Academy! Ye Ming sighed, such a place opened his eyes.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Footsteps sounded, and several figures walked out from the depths of the compound.

The leader was a middle-aged man, dressed in a yellow robe, with a majestic face and a towering bun.

This is one of the elders of the Entering Temple.

Behind him, followed by some young disciples, all in gray robes, holding long swords with swords in their sheaths.

Ye Ming looked at the people who came to the assessment today, including himself, more than two hundred.

Seeing that an elder appeared, the slightest discussion on the scene stopped, for fear of offending the elder and leaving a bad impression.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to ask you a question before the assessment today. The elder stopped, stood in front of them, and spoke, then looking around and glancing at them.

Ye Ming felt that this elder was so powerful, so he glanced at it casually, and felt that he had not escaped his gaze and had received his attention.

This feeling was like this except for Ye Ming, everyone present was like this, and they all seemed to have been noticed by the elders.

At this moment, Ye Ming was very eager to listen to the question asked by this elder, and then answer, of course, the others were also waiting for his question.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, the elder was very satisfied and said, "What do you think the purpose of cultivation is?"

As soon as this question came out, the scene instantly exploded.

"To be stronger. ”

"To become an immortal. ”

"For immortality. ”

"For the sake of pickling girls. ”

......

Ye Ming's answer was: "In order to change fate." ”

The answers on the scene were like a vegetable market, and the face of the elder who listened to the question became more and more unpleasant, until he finally shouted a loud scolding and quieted down.

The elder shouted: "The one who said that the cultivation is for pickling girls can leave here now, I tell you, your answer can satisfy me only a handful, those with unscrupulous intentions, I advise you not to take the test, leave here now, from where to go back and forth." ”

The elder's reprimand made the atmosphere at the scene instantly become a little inexplicably funny, and those sons and brothers who were quick to speak for a moment lowered their heads, afraid of being criticized by the elders in public.

The elder swept his eyes, pointed at Zhang Yang and said: "Zhang Yang, as the eighth prince of the Dade Dynasty, your answer is to become stronger, this answer is very good, Hu Hu, your answer is to become an immortal, I advise you to go home now and become an immortal, who are you in order to pick up girls, get out of the Taoist courtyard now, and that ......"

The elder pointed to Ye Ming in the crowd, and the young disciple on the side took out the talisman that Ye Ming had filled in and told the elder Ye Ming's name.

Ye Ming was pointed at by the elder with his finger, and he was a little nervous in his heart, could it be that he was wrong? No, his own cultivation was indeed to change his fate, and he was not willing to be a slave.

"Ye Ming is very good, your answer is ordinary and powerful, in order to change fate, this is the best answer I heard today. The elder nodded at Ye Ming, his tone quite appreciative.

Hearing that the elder was appreciating himself, Ye Ming scratched his head, smiled a little embarrassedly, and saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and Ye Ming couldn't help it.

"The fate of people is strange, and life is involuntary, but fate can be determined. The elder said: "Most of the people present are from noble backgrounds, including royal descendants, sons of families, and of course children of poor families, which are all due to your fate, the high and low in the world, but today I want to remind you that from the moment you step into this door, your fate is equal, and it depends on you who will be cheap or noble in the future." ”