Chapter 1237: Kang Long Ding

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, three men and one woman in the small world saluted one after another.

"Uncle Mo!"

"Uncle Mo!"

Originally, the assessment of Wanshenling was too frequent, and it was enough for the disciples to preside over it, but if you invite a divine object from the sect, you need an elder-level powerhouse to sit here.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Yi Yun felt a vast aura like the sea on him, which made Yi Yun retract his perception for the first time.

"Huh?" Mo Shanqing looked up, as if he was aware of it.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing...... Mo Shanqing shook his head, "There may be some old guys who are interested in our assessment of the Ten Thousand Gods Ridge, but it doesn't matter, it is absolutely impossible to covet the divine objects of my Ten Thousand Gods Ridge." ”

Mo Shanqing didn't care who came at all, although he was in charge of the sect's artifact in charge of the assessment, he actually couldn't affect this artifact at all, let alone others.

"I'm not going out, it's in a small world, you go out and follow the process. ”

Mo Shanqing said lightly, he is not interested in this kind of assessment at all, the level of the registered disciples is so poor, it is basically a waste of his time, it is too difficult to find a person who can attract divine objects in the assessment.

"Yes, Uncle Mo!"

The four of them received the order and stepped out of the stone archway directly.

The warriors in the square saw a film of light appear out of thin air in the stone archway, and then four purple-clothed disciples of Wanshenling stepped out of the void.

"Purple clothes and gold characters, they are the disciples of Wanshenling!"

For this scene, the people who have come many times are no longer surprised, but some first-time disciples feel a little surprised.

However, whether it was a newcomer or an old man, all of them had a heartfelt envy for the four Myriad Ridge disciples.

That's a personal disciple, even if many of them become disciples of Wanshenling, they may just be outer disciples, to put it bluntly, they are miscellaneous. The gap between him and his own disciples is like a moat.

Several people have long been accustomed to this kind of envy. This purple dress, no matter where he goes, is the focus of attention.

"Welcome all martial arts practitioners to participate in the entrance assessment of my Wanshenling, I will select disciples from Wanshenling, and give priority to a Huigen! If you have a Huigen, no matter how bad your cultivation is, you can also enter my Wanshenling, at least become an inner disciple!"

"If you don't have Huigen, then I'm sorry, you can only look at bone age and talent. But if you can't enter the Condensing Dao realm before the age of a hundred, we don't think about it, even if you can enter the Dao Palace realm, you still have to look at the level of comprehension. ”

The person who introduced the rules of entry was none other than Senior Brother Ji.

There are three assessments for the entry of Wanshenling, the first is to evaluate Huigen, the second is cultivation and bone age, and the third is the law.

In fact, every time so many people gathered, a considerable number of people simply did not meet the criteria of the second item, and they all counted on the first item.

What this Huigen is, no one can say, only Wanshenling will look at this, this is their only chance to soar into the sky.

However, after the assessment in the past few years, there are very few people who have Huigen.

"Alright, without further ado, let's get started!"

Senior Brother Ji waved as he spoke, and the light curtain of the stone archway flickered again, and a gray cloud flew out of the stone archway.

As soon as this cloud and mist appeared, the aura in the field suddenly changed, and the original lively square became a gray patch, and the strong sense of depression made people feel speechless, and the martial artists who cultivated to be weaker could hardly help but kneel down in front of the gray mist.

The gray mist slowly rose into the sky, merging with the clouds in the sky, and finally formed a huge gray vortex, which slowly rotated, and in the center of the black pitch, there was thunder and lightning, as if connecting to another world.

"It's ......"

Yi Yun squinted his eyes, he saw a bronze tripod through the black whirlpool, this tripod has three legs and two ears, the tripod wall is thick and ancient, and there is a churning black dragon carved on it, with wisps of black gas spurting out from the big ding, the dragon is bathed by this black gas, as if it wants to come back to life.

"This is Kang Longding, and it is also the thing of the town faction of Wanshenling. ”

Senior Brother Ji said proudly, although it is said that the second ding is the thing of the town sect of Wanshenling, even the ancestor cannot refine and drive it.

They can only invite the tripod out, as for whether there is anyone to snatch it at the scene, there is no need to worry at all, this tripod has its own consciousness, and no one can snatch it away.

"Now, you can sacrifice a drop of your own blood and put it into the body, if you can cause a clear sound from Kang Longding, you will be qualified!

"If you can cause a trace of divine light from Kang Longding, you will become the core disciple of my Ten Thousand Gods Ridge!"

"If you can shake Kang Longding, as long as your talent is not too bad, you may even become a disciple of your own lineage!"

Senior Brother Ji didn't continue to say anything more when he said this, in fact, shaking Kang Longding may also lead to treasures, which is what the ancestor values.

However, this is the secret of Wanshenling, and only the disciples of the personal transmission know about it, and he will not tell these people.

"Let's get started! Sacrifice a drop of blood!"

"A drop of blood?"

Yi Yun frowned slightly, it didn't matter if it was just perception, if you wanted to sacrifice blood, the blood droplets would contain their own qi and blood imprints, and Yi Yun always felt that it was not safe to sacrifice it.

At this time, beside Yi Yun, there were already assessors who bit their fingers and popped out the blood on their fingertips.

Of course, they won't think about it as much as Yi Yun, I don't know how many times the entrance assessment of Wanshenling has been held, and every time nearly 10,000 people will sacrifice their blood and smear Kang Longding.

They watched as the blood droplets flew into the whirlpool, but most of them were blown away by the raging flow of energy the moment they flew into the whirlpool, turning into a puff of blood mist and disappearing.

Only about a hundred percent of the blood droplets remained, and they fell on Kang Longding.

But these blood drops disappeared directly on Ding's body, as if they were absorbed by Kang Longding.

Kang Long Ding has not changed, it is still suspended in the huge whirlpool, and the huge and majestic momentum suppresses the heaven and earth.

Many people were unwilling to fail, and still looked at the position where their blood drops flew out, hoping for a miracle to happen, but Kang Longding was as stable as a mountain, and they failed after all.

"It's so hard. ”

Some people shook their heads, what is the so-called "Huigen" in the end, and how can we shake Kang Longding?

Yi Yun watched all this in silence, and after the first group of people failed, another group of people bit their fingers and popped out blood droplets.

Yi Yun was thinking about it, and suddenly saw that in a corner of the square, the old snake also raised his head, looking at Kang Longding suspended in the air, and a glint inadvertently flashed in his small eyes.

Huh, this old man......

He is also interested in Kang Longding?

In Yi Yun's impression, the old snake is a grinning old oilman, and it is rare to see him have such serious eyes.

Could it be ......

Yi Yun suddenly realized a possibility, maybe this old man was messing around in Wanshenling, and it was also because of this Kang Longding?

Thinking of the conversation between the four disciples of Wanshenling in the previous ban, and then thinking of the old snake selling scalper tickets at the entrance assessment site, Yi Yun felt that this possibility was not small.