This time, there are more than 10 million monks who came to the Begging Spirit Immortal Gate to take the entrance exam. According to the previous rules, only those who pass the nine rounds of exams can worship the Qiling Immortal Gate.

After half a year of selection, this time, a total of 13,151 people passed the first eight rounds of examinations. These include identity, spiritual roots, qualifications, age, cultivation, heart, will, and teamwork. And the last item is the final ranking of the individual small ratio: divided into gas refining layer, building the base layer, knot pill layer, and yuan infant layer.

After the ranking is determined, it is time to hold the apprenticeship selection and apprenticeship ceremony.

Coming to the martial arts arena, although the martial arts arena of the Qiling Immortal Gate is very large, it is crowded at this time, and it still looks very crowded.

Except for the more than 13,000 new disciples, the others are all old disciples. Everyone gathered around the competition platform and watched with great interest the contest between the new disciples.

Shanyue found that in fact, there are quite a lot of female disciples in the sect, but usually everyone is either busy with cultivation or doing the task of the master. There are very few that can be touched. Not everyone is like Shanyue, who is favored by the emperor and ascends to the sky in one step.

Mixed in the crowd, Shanyue also watched with great interest, not to mention, she had never participated before, the sect was smaller than big or something. Even in Qingliu, now in the Qiling Immortal Gate, it is a dream to watch Xiaobi come true, but the only regret is that I couldn't participate in it.

At this moment, the two foundation-building female cultivators standing next to Shanyue lowered their heads and discussed, "It seems that this Yang Mengyi is going to win the championship." ”

"No, although this Yang Mengyi only has the early stage of foundation building, he can defeat the predecessors in the late stage of foundation building. The future is limitless. ”

"You say, will the legendary Uncle Lu take a fancy to her?"

"How is it possible, haven't you heard of it? Although everyone wants to worship under her name, but that one still doesn't know where it is? Seeing that Xiaobi is about to end, and he hasn't even seen a figure, how can he still apprentice! ”

"Yes, everyone is in a hurry. I've heard that people are less than two hundred years old and have advanced to the Void Refining Period, which is decades earlier than that Ruofeng Anlin. ”

"What two hundred years old, yesterday a senior uncle secretly told me that when Uncle Lu really advanced to the refining void stage, he was only one hundred and sixty years old. He is the youngest Refining Void Venerable in 10,000 years, with such talent, it is no wonder that he can be accepted as a closed disciple by the Emperor Ancestor. ”

"Yes, seeing people working so hard, it's not all, I want to enter the eyes of Uncle Lu's ancestors. But it's a pity that the person is not there, no matter how hard you try, in the end it is not the same as us, if you can't be favored by the God Dao Venerable, you have to go to the outer gate to stay. ”

“………”

"Why do you have to worship under the name of Uncle Lu?" Shanyue turned her head and looked at the two Zhuji nuns and asked.

"Hiss~" The two Zhuji female cultivators were shocked by Shanyue's appearance at first, and when they reacted, they explained nervously: "Senior, don't you know? In private, everyone divided a ranking of apprentices, except for the head who does not accept disciples, the first choice is Uncle Lu, followed by Uncle Fengjing and Uncle Fengyue; Next, there are the other eight Combined Spirit Monarchs, and finally the Refining Void Venerable and the Transformation Divine Dao Venerable. This is the general ranking, as for the details, there are too many seniors who want to accept disciples this time, so ~"

Why is Shanyue the first choice next, the two Zhuji female cultivators said the same as their hearts.

Get! I didn't think I was already known to everyone. It's no wonder that it can be listed as the first choice by these new disciples.

At this time, the competition on the martial arts platform that Shanyue and the others were watching had ended, and the winner was the female cultivator named Yang Mengyi.

Shanyue looked at it carefully, her appearance was delicate and lovely, because she hadn't officially entered yet, so she appeared wearing a light green robe. And the most striking thing is her eyes, looking at the age of the bones is only in her twenties, but her eyes reveal a feeling of vicissitudes. Not to mention mature and steady, the cultivation is okay. This is the preliminary conclusion reached by Shanyue~

Yang Mengyi bowed like a person from the stage, and then stepped off the stage. Next, it's time for the others to compete.

Shanyue watched a few more scenes, and gradually felt bored, so she turned around and wanted to leave, and when she passed by one, the martial arts platform of the monks of the Yudan period, Shanyue saw that there were many more people around here than other martial arts. And the onlookers below shouted a name: "Shen Lin beat him~ yes, right!" "Come on Shen Lin~"

Shanyue followed everyone's gaze and came to the martial platform, only to see that Shen Lin in everyone's mouth was a monk in the middle of the Yudan, dressed in white, with a jade tree in the wind, and a handsome and extraordinary appearance. At this time, he was playing with his opponent with a smug face.

And his opponent is also a monk in the middle stage of the Yudan, although his appearance is not as good as that Shen Lin, he can be regarded as a talent. The blue shirt he was wearing at this time was in tatters, and it was obviously destroyed by Shen Lin.

But even so, he didn't look like he wanted to admit defeat, and he kept insisting. Until the spiritual power was exhausted in the end, he was blasted away by a spell by Shen Lin, and after falling to the ground, his eyes were full of unwillingness, until he fainted.

Shanyue slapped a Dan Daoist on the shoulder and asked, "Who is that one who fell to the ground?" ”

At first, the Jiedan Daoist was displeased, and just wanted to be angry, but when he turned around, he saw Shanyue's cultivation, and immediately shook, "Back to the seniors, that person's name is Yang Ziming, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I still want to challenge Shen Lin, the champion candidate, isn't this looking for death." ”

As for the back, Shanyue didn't listen to it anymore. It's nothing more than how good Shen Lin, a person from the Dan Dao, is, and how powerful he is. Boasting in the sky, there is nothing in the ground, Shanyue hates it the most.

In the following period, after Zenyue came to see it a few more times, she never showed up again. Hiding in the cave for a few days, tidying up the chaotic space, and practicing spells after the difficulty, such days passed quickly.

And as soon as he returned to Tianwei Peak, Guibao went to pestering Zuo Ye to beg for the forbidden fruit. In the end, His Excellency Zuo Ye, the Great Demon King, couldn't stand it anymore, and after defeating the battle, he gave it the forbidden fruit, and sealed the cave.

After getting the treasure of breaking the forbidden fruit, he rushed back, and as soon as he entered the chaotic space of Shanyue, he was ready to retreat and advance. It had been trapped at the peak of the fifth order for a long time. No wonder it's in such a hurry~

Two months later, the new disciple's Xiaobi ranking battle finally came to an end.

On this day, when all the disciples gathered in the big square at the top of the Tianxian Peak, the new disciples were ready to apprentice, and the old disciples came to see the excitement.

The square was large enough to accommodate many disciples. After all the disciples had arrived, someone arranged their seats on the high platform.

Except for the top one, which was reserved for the head of the house, someone suddenly found that the two rows below the head of the house were arranged with eleven seats.

Why are there eleven seats?

(To be continued.) )