Lu Daoxian watched the incense burner in the incense burner burned out, all turned into a little bit of fly ash, and fell, how many people are still floating in the phantom palace, looking at the beautiful palace in the sky, it seems that they can see the people inside through the red wall, joy and sorrow, when the phantom palace was retracted, the people who were still in the phantom palace were expelled from the phantom palace, at that moment, the expressions on their faces were not yet able to converge, it was happiness, it was worry-free, everyone was immersed in their dreams, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and their brows were stretched, The whole body is relaxed, which makes people envious for no reason. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This big dream woke up, some people opened their eyes and their faces were ignorant, in the end, it was a monk, most of them quickly woke up, but there was no shortage of people who sat on the ground decadently, crying loudly, grieving, rather than being immersed in it for the rest of their lives, rather than waking up again, begging the deacon's seniors to put him in again, the deacon's seniors waved their hands, and sealed their voices, and some disciples silently took people down.

Lu Daoxian saw it for the first time, and he was a little embarrassed.

The Venerable Ones on the high platform were not surprised, and there were still people chatting with each other, such a person who was not strong in his heart and could not carry it clearly, the path of cultivation was not suitable for him, it was better to withdraw early and live this life happily, so as not to waste the years in the long and endless cultivation and not see the way forward.

The people who passed through the Qi training period and the foundation building period stood up separately, Lu Daoxian looked around, and never saw Qi Yue, presumably Qi Yue had not passed, and there were a lot of people over there, Lu Daoxian couldn't find anyone for a while, and he put down his heart and prepared for the final game. This Xiaobi's primary selection brought some luck, and the Phantom Palace has nothing to do with cultivation, only about the Dao heart, so at this level, it is not so much that the sect Xiaobi selects disciples who are strong in cultivation, but that this is to select the most potential disciples in the sect. And the last competition is to put the cultivation on the field, and test whether the individual's on-the-spot fighting skills and cultivation are solid.

There are only thirty people who have passed the Phantom Palace during the foundation building period, compared to the previous period, it is already a very good result, all the Venerables on the stage have joy on their faces, these thirty people are like Ji Mi Lu Daoxian and the like have already had a teacher, and naturally there is no teacher until now, and the dark horse that has been killed from many people are waiting for today, no matter whether the last competition can get the ranking or not, as long as you pass the Phantom Palace, the Venerable is always willing to look up at you, and the most unfortunate can also be recorded as a registered disciple.

Among these people, Lu Daoxian only had an impression of Ji Mi, Zhang Zidong, and Tang Shaosi, and among these thirty people, there were only five female cultivators, including Lu Daoxian, which was enough to know how difficult it was for female cultivators to go on the road of cultivation.

On the other hand, in the Qi cultivation period, in the end, there were fifteen people who came out, including Lu Pan, Murong Ji, Peng Hongfei and others, among which there were two female cultivators, who were also very eye-catching.

When Lu Daoxian looked over, he happened to see one of the female cultivators with immature faces quietly looking at her, the two looked at each other, Lu Daoxian saw sighs and surprises in each other's eyes, which made Lu Daoxian confused, but Lu Daoxian looked at this female cultivator carefully, dressed in a disciple uniform in the door, her face was very delicate, and there was a sense that she had not grown, Lu Daoxian really didn't remember that he had ever seen this person.

Venerable Yang on the stage began to lecture, and Lu Daoxian retracted his thoughts and bowed his head to listen carefully.

After twelve hours, it is the last competition between the Qi training period and the Qi training period, and both sides are held at the same time. The rules of Tianyanmen, different from other factions, adopt the method of drawing lots, just like the foundation building period of this session, a total of thirty people, divided into three rings, and finally four people in each ring, twelve people in pairs to duel, and take out the top ten. And there are few people in the Qi training period, so it is the turn to pass this stage, and directly wait for the results of the twelve people on the side of the final foundation building period to come out, and the foundation building and Qi training will start the final game together.

After Venerable Yang finished speaking, there was a senior deacon who came over with a forbidden bamboo tube, and there were thirty wooden sticks inside, the same size and the same color. These 30 people are divided into three rings, A, B and C, and the ring number and serial number are recorded on this bamboo stick, and the game is to win two people in a row is to pass the test, until the four winners are taken.

Lu Daoxian, in line with his respect for his senior brothers, was the last to take a bamboo stick, the first number of the first platform, Lu Daoxian thought in his heart not to meet too powerful senior brother in the future, and said that she was lucky to be able to go all the way to the final game and become the first person to advance to the top twelve, Lu Daoxian's senior brother next to him accosted: "Senior sister, which station are you." ”

Lu Daoxian looked at him, not knowing if this person would be in a ring with himself: "I'm from the Jiazitai." ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in the male cultivator's eyes, and it quickly disappeared: "I'm from the B-shaped platform." "Female cultivators like Lu Daoxian are usually easier to deal with than male cultivators.

Lu Daoxian thought about it and understood, and his feelings were underestimated again. It's inevitable that there is some depression in my heart, what's wrong with the nuns? Did the nun recruit you and provoke you? Didn't you see that on the high platform, the mother kissed Lu Yu, Venerable Lang, and Venerable Luo are all female cultivators?

Lu Daoxian brainwashed the weak water in the sea of knowledge, but he also took out the futon from the storage ring and meditated on the spot, these twelve hours are reserved for everyone to meditate and recover the aura, so that everyone can meet the competition in the best state.

It is inevitable that the young disciples in the Qi cultivation period will not be able to sit still and hold their breath, and if they can't meditate, they will look around, while most of the monks in the foundation building period have been precipitated over the years, and they all calm down, and they meditate quietly, and the isolation cover has been raised in all directions, isolating them from the noise outside, and the people watching the battle outside are all talking together, guessing the winner of this session.

The abundance of aura can make Lu Daoxian gradually have a sense of security, everyone doesn't know each other's cultivation, but among these thirty people, there is indeed only one Lu Daoxian in the early stage of foundation building, but in the Phantom Palace, he passed the test with the amount of aura far beyond everyone, and everyone only knows that Lu Daoxian's cultivation is about the middle and middle stage of foundation building, and only the Venerables on the high platform, with information in their hands, know their personal bone age and cultivation, so as to facilitate their choice of apprentices.

Twelve hours is a long time for a mortal, but for a monk, a dozen meditations is many years, and this day is only a snap of a finger.

Many of His Holiness have not seen each other for a long time, and they are even more energetic in talking. As the old saying goes, time slips by quickly.

After Lu Daoxian's aura was full, he opened his eyes, wanting to find out whose hand the No. 2 of the Jiazitai was, knowing that he would not be defeated in a hundred battles.

The people in the four places also gradually broke away from cultivation, and they all reported each other's serial numbers, in order to have a preparation in their hearts.

The more Lu Daoxian asked, the more he had an ominous premonition.

Someone over there was already asking Ji Mi in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Ji, which station and how many numbers are you?" ”

Ji Mi was sitting there with a book and reading carefully, but when he heard this, he looked up at the person who asked him, smiled gently, and replied, "No. 2 Jiazitai." ”

No. 2 A-shaped platform.