Qi Hao touched his head, although he couldn't understand why An Yun was suddenly so happy, but the child's heart also became happy.

Under the notice wall of Tongtian City, surrounded by a dense crowd, An Yun and Qi Hao relied on their small bodies to get to the front of the crowd and looked up at the notices above.

Qi Hao looked at it for a while, and said with a bitter face: "An Yun, what is written on it, we don't know how to read, what should we do?" ”

His voice was not small, attracting a wave of disdainful glances from the surroundings. I don't even know the words, how can I understand the mantra? What about monasticism?

Someone shouted: "Two little beggars, they can't read a word, what are they doing to make a fuss?" Even if you are given the text of the Immortal Law, can you understand it? Go, go, play somewhere else. ”

The people around laughed, Qi Hao blushed, and muttered in a low voice unconvinced: "What's so great about knowing words, I'll just learn it in the future." ”

An Yun ignored the laughter of the people around him, and only raised his head and quietly checked the notice wall.

The notice wall is actually a section of the city wall on the west side of the city gate, which is used to issue a wanted reward for the government. However, after the immortals posted a notice of acceptance of apprentices here ten years ago, there was no other notice.

The walls were sealed with a small seal, emitting a faint white light that could keep the wind and rain at bay. On the three-zhang high, ten-meter-wide notice wall, more than 100 notices of the major Xiuzhen sects are neatly posted.

An Yun took a closer look, and almost all the cultivation sects in Qingying Mountain had posted notices. There are only thirteen notices at the top, each of which is of different colors, and each with a small logo at the end. Or three swords crossed, or a fierce beast, or a bell, or a medicine furnace......

These signs were in the clouds and fog that others looked at, but she knew that this represented the thirteen most powerful sects in the Qingming Mountain, known as the Thirteen Sects of the Qingming Mountain. These thirteen sects are the pillars of the cultivation realm of the Qing Netherworld Continent, and the other cultivation sects are not worth mentioning compared to them.

In her previous life, when she first started cultivating, she wanted to worship the Thirteen Sects of the Green Underworld, but unfortunately, the eyes of the Thirteen Sects were too high to the top, and with her spiritual root qualifications, she could not enter their eyes. She wanted to settle for the next best, but unfortunately her spiritual root qualifications were so poor that even the weakest sect refused to accept her.

Although she still didn't understand why the major sects were accepting disciples on such a large scale, since even the Thirteen Sects of Qingying were also accepting disciples, she naturally had to give priority to it. The stronger the sect, the more resources it enjoys, and the disciples will naturally benefit more.

An Yun studied the formation in his previous life, so he naturally set his eyes on the notice sticker that was composed of a formation board and three array chess. This is the Qianji Sect, the strength ranks sixth in the Thirteen Sects of the Qing Ming Dynasty, famous for its formations, adhering to the tenet of "Ten Thousand Laws of Qiankun, Evolving with Formations", the monks in the door have studied the formations and have a strong fighting ability.

"There are so many immortal sects, An Yun, which one are we going to enter?" Qi Hao asked softly, his voice was very low, as if he was afraid that he would be heard and laugh at him again.

An Yun smiled: "Let's talk about it then, it's not that we can choose whoever we want." ”

She actually identified the Qianji Sect in her heart, and with her attainments in the formation method, even if the spiritual root qualification in this life was not high, she was confident to enter the Qianji Sect. And Qi Hao, she naturally has to bring him into the Qianji Sect, so that she can take care of him, and it is not in vain that he meets her.

Two days later, it was the last day of the ten-year period, and An Yun and Qi Hao waited early under the tower of the city wall. The surroundings were densely packed with people, looking down from the city tower, there was a flow of black and oppressive human heads, and everyone had an expression of expectation and fear on their faces.

After noon, someone shouted, "The immortals are coming." ”

Everyone raised their heads one after another, only to see that the southeast sky was bright, and the seven-colored light was rushing towards Tongtian City, leaving a long-lasting rainbow bridge behind it.

After a few breaths, the seven-colored light stayed above the city of Tongtian, and everyone saw that there was a group of monks in fluttering clothes standing on the seven-colored light, including men and women, old and young, with a good bearing. And the seven-colored light is the light emitted by the flying sword or magic weapon spirit beast under their feet, which gathers together, and the momentum is particularly fierce.

There were many people under the city tower who shouted "Immortal Master" and knelt down and worshiped excitedly.

A look of envy flashed in Qi Hao's eyes, his little face was full of excitement and admiration, and there was an invisible majesty coming from the immortal, and he couldn't help but kneel down with the crowd. Turning his head, he saw An Yun's face indifferent, standing calmly in the crowd of kneeling and worshipping, looking at the immortals in the sky with leisurely eyes. For some reason,

"An Yun, they can fly, they are really immortals! Will we be able to fly in the sky like them in the future? Qi Hao sighed, his words full of yearning.

An Yun nodded, looked at the monks in the sky, felt the pressure from the monks, and judged that the monks who came were all monks in the foundation building period.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked up again, her eyes a little surprised. There was actually a Jindan stage monk in this group of monks, and she didn't dare to release her divine sense in front of this group of monks, so much so that she almost didn't notice it just now. Although this Jindan monk restrained her aura, the coercion of the Jindan period monk was different from that of the foundation building stage monk, and she felt that she would not be wrong.

After carefully examining the monks, An Yun's gaze fell on a monk wearing a bright yellow robe. This man has white hair and white beard, but his face does not look old, mixed in the middle of a group of monks, smiling with a beard, and a fairy style. He also seemed to have noticed An Yun, his eyes glanced at her slightly, and then moved away as if he didn't care.

An Yun's heart jumped, and she immediately lowered her head and didn't dare to look at her again, although she didn't release her divine sense, but the Jindan stage cultivator's cultivation was profound, and she may not have noticed her.

The pattern of the Taoist robe worn by this person has a rising morning sun on the pattern, dyeing the clouds embroidered on the Taoist robe with golden light, this is the Taoist robe of the Chaoyun Sect.

Chaoyun Sect ranked last among the thirteen sects of the Qing Ming Dynasty, and had an extremely glorious past, and was once the head of the thirteen Qing Ming Sects, but unfortunately in the war with the demon clan two thousand years ago, all the Yuan Infant monks in the sect were killed, and since then, there have been no new Yuan Ying monks in the sect, and the strength of the guide zhì has dropped sharply, and the ranking of the sect has slipped all the way.

This person was not only a Jindan monk of Chaoyun Sect, An Yun also noticed a small fiery red sword-shaped token hanging from his waist just now, the token was only the size of two fingers, but it seemed to contain an extremely strong sword qi.

The identity of the Heavenly Dao Alliance Law Enforcement Hall of the Blue Netherworld Continent.

An Yun was shocked in his heart, when did the people of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Heavenly Dao Alliance also take care of such trivial matters as the sect accepting disciples? And also dispatched Jindan monks to lead the team, is it necessary?

"Uncle Liuyun, can you set up a formation at this time?" One of the monks stepped out of the crowd and respectfully inquired about the Jindan monk dressed in Chaoyun Sect.

This person is Bai Lechi, a third-generation disciple of the ninth layer of the foundation period of Shangtang Palace, who was ordered by the master to preside over the examination of the disciples recruited by the various sects, and the ten-year period has expired, which is also the last time that the sects will accept disciples.

When Bai Lechi and his party traveled to the vicinity of Tongtian City, they went to meet the Liuyun Zhenren of Chaoyun Sect. When they saw Liuyun Zhenren, a group of their disciples in the foundation building period were secretly frightened, they couldn't wait for the disciples of Chaoyun Sect to come to meet him, they thought that Chaoyun Sect had given up accepting disciples this time, but they didn't want to come to Liuyun Zhenren of Chaoyun Sect.

Liuyun Zhenren is one of the only three Jindan cultivators in the Chaoyun Sect, this identity is not enough to make this group of elite disciples of various sects too fearful, but he is also the Liuyun Sword Envoy of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, so he has to be treated respectfully.

Liuyun Zhenren looked to be no more than forty years old, with wide eyebrows and square faces, and gentle eyes, and there was nothing special about him in a group of foundation building period monks. Naturally, cultivators can't tell their age based on their appearance, and Liuyun Zhenren is at least three hundred years old.

Hearing Bai Lechi's words, he waved his hand with a smile and said gently: "You don't have to worry about me, just arrange it yourself." After speaking, he stepped aside and looked at the sky leisurely with his hands.

"Yes, Uncle Liuyun." Bai Lechi replied respectfully, and then said to the monks beside him: "Junior brothers and sisters of each faction, please stand according to the formation map. ”

The group of monks next to him didn't speak, nodded when they heard the words, and each of them controlled the flying sword magic weapon and scattered.

When everyone looked up, they saw more than 100 immortals standing in the air and surrounding them in the middle, all of them reaching out to pinch the trick, their lips opening and closing, as if chanting, as if chanting. An invisible aura instantly surged towards the crowd below the city tower, and everyone felt as if they had been suddenly exerted invisible shackles, and there was an inexplicable force squeezing their bodies.

Everyone was not surprised, knowing that this was the immortals testing their immortal fate. In the past ten years, every three months, the cultivators of the Qingyin Mountain would send their disciples to Tongtian City to test whether the newly gathered mortals here within three months had spiritual roots. After a test, if you do not have a spiritual root, you are not allowed to step into the test range again.

This was the last test of Babel City, and the people below the castle were prostrate on the ground praying, excited and panicked. The excitement is that once they have the immortal fate, they can soar into the immortal Dao like the immortal in the air, and they are worried that they don't have the immortal fate, they have already seen the immortal means, where can they be willing to be a mortal?

An Yun and Qi Hao stood in the crowd and did not kneel down like others, it was difficult for mortals to resist the coercion of more than a hundred foundation building period monks in mid-air, but after Qi Hao took An Yun's hand, the majesty disappeared silently. Fortunately, the two of them were small and short, and they did not look abrupt when they stood in the crowd of kneeling on the ground.

"Huh?" Liuyun Zhenren, who was looking at the sky with his hand, sighed lightly, when he first came, he noticed An Yun in the crowd, and there were also mortals who could not change their colors under the pressure of a group of foundation building period monks, often all of them were rulers in high positions and commanders who killed people like numbness, but this little girl was obviously not, which naturally attracted his attention.

At this time, what made him even more puzzled was that this little girl did not have a trace of spiritual power on her body, how could she protect the boys around her from the influence of the monk's coercion?

Liuyun Zhenren smiled, this little girl is a little interesting.