This voice contained part of the power of this person's cultivation, which seemed to have a deterrent power, making the originally noisy platform instantly restore quiet.

I saw this person slowly open the bamboo slip in his hand, and suddenly the names on the bamboo slip were suspended again from the golden light.

At the same time, under the huge four stone pillars, there was a sudden rumbling sound, and with this sound, the stone platform rose from the ground, and finally stopped three meters from the ground.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Four figures descended from the sky and landed on the stone platform. They looked at everyone who had passed the first round of the test, and immediately looked at each other, not speaking, but their eyes seemed to communicate. At the same time, he stretched out his palm, and in his palm, four white pillars of light surged out, emitting a 'snort' electric sound, gathering together, like a white snake entwining, and after a few breaths, it turned into a white ball of light.

After levitating in the air for a moment, the ball of light suddenly surged above the stone dragon in the middle.

I could only hear a trembling dragon roar, from the moment the ball of light was excited to the dragon, the whole stone sculpture seemed to have vitality, from the bottom to the top, there was a green light derived upward, and its magnificent state made everyone gasp.

At the same time, as far as the palm of his hand reached, that is, on the stone carving, a stone tablet suddenly appeared, and a faint green mist lingered on this stone tablet. Looking at it, it should be used to detect something.

"This stele, for the purpose of testing the cultivation talent, from now on, I will point out the name, put my left hand on the stele forward, if the stele does not emit green light, it proves that there is no cultivation talent, then please rest for a while. Of course, we also have a third round of testing, the third round of testing is an alchemy test, if you don't know anything about alchemy and don't have the talent to cultivate, then please go down the mountain by yourself. ”

The man holding the bamboo slip spoke indifferently, and his expression still did not fluctuate in the slightest.

As his words fell, he looked at the suspended golden name and said, "Chu Yanran......"

A woman in green stepped forward, looked at the stele on the stone carving, looked very confident, after a few steps, she came to the stele lightly, stretched out her left hand to touch the stele, and the moment the palm touched the stele, there was a green light radiating out.

"Pass!"

The man with the bamboo slip spoke again.

"I'm a disciple of Dongfeng, are you willing to join my Dongfeng?"

At the same time, on the stone pillar to the east, the monk suddenly spoke.

Before coming here to test, these people had some knowledge of the east, south, west, and north peaks. In my heart, I also have a place of hope for a certain sect. They all knew clearly that among the four peaks, the one whose monks' cultivation strength had improved the fastest was the North Peak.

But obviously, this woman's cultivation talent did not reach the standard of Beifeng, so when the people from Dongfeng asked about her words, she glanced at some of Beifeng's locations with the corner of her eye, and finally reluctantly agreed.

"Zhou Tian......" the man spoke again.

At the same time, a man dressed in plain clothes walked forward timidly.

A few years ago, an immortal passed by their village and tested the young man in the village for talent, but he failed that test. But he has always had a yearning and dedication to cultivation, so he came to apply with a fluke mentality at this time.

However, when the palm of his hand touched the stele, the stele did not react.

The man holding the bamboo slip shook his head helplessly and said, "Do you know how to do alchemy?" ”

Zhou Tian shook his head in frustration.

The man sighed lightly and said, "Then please go down the mountain." ”

As Zhou Tian left, the man continued to speak: "Yang Hao......"

When he heard this name, Mo Yiming couldn't help but look back and saw the person carrying the bamboo tube on his back, walking forward with confidence.

As his palm touched the stele, a green light flashed away.

"Pass!"

"Would you like to join me Nanfeng?" On the stone pillar to the south, the middle-aged man spoke, his expression showing anticipation.

Obviously, for Yang Hao, whether it is his uninhibited and chic, or the confidence in his eyes, he is quite interested.

Yang Hao smiled and said: "I have been alone since I was a child, but I am dedicated to the path of cultivation, but there is no one to guide me, joining any sect, as long as there is someone to guide me, you can do it." ”

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Enter my South Peak!" I'll let you join the Temple of Heaven Sect! ”

The middle-aged man's words made everyone stunned for a moment, they knew the majesty of the Temple of Heaven Sect, and they knew that once they entered the Temple of Heaven, the future was limitless.

Even Yang Hao's body trembled suddenly, he had always been calm and steady but uninhibited, when he heard the word Temple of Heaven, it was as dark as the sky, and for a while, he seemed a little at a loss.

From his heart, although he wanted to enter the Heavenly Temple Sect, it was a fantasy and dream from beginning to end!

Now, it's happening!

Therefore, in the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, he knelt down and clasped his fists and bowed: "Disciple, meet Uncle Shi!" ”

But after all, there are some people who seem to know nothing about this, and the typical one is Zhang Xiaopang who stands with Lei Xiao and Mo Yiming.

At this time, Zhang Xiaopang seemed to be in the previous embarrassing state, and the figure of Drunken Meiyan echoed in his mind. At a certain moment, he suddenly said to himself: "I want to enter the West Peak, see if I don't kill you, hum!" ”

There are more and more disciples who come here to see the selection, and the scene that happened before made them question, and some monks began to talk about Yang Hao, obviously, in their opinion, Yang Hao's talent was not enough to enter the Nanfeng Temple of Heaven at all.

"This kid, what kind of shit luck has he taken, with such a cultivation talent, he can actually enter the Temple of Heaven in Nanfeng."

"I don't know, it must be Uncle Holly who has taken a fancy to him elsewhere."

"What do you fancy about him? He's not a pretty woman......"

"Be quiet, be heard by Uncle Holly, and be slapped."

One of the monks' reminder made these talking disciples close their mouths in unison.

"Holly...... This son's cultivation talent is middle and upper, why did you directly include him in your Nanfeng Temple of Heaven? ”

At the same time, on the stone pillar to the east, the middle-aged man slowly spoke.

Holly smiled indifferently and said, "Even though this person has a mid-to-high cultivation talent, he has an uninhibited aura in him, which is very similar to me." ”

"Haha, even so, in this Nanshan, there are a few ...... who can step into such a realm like you, even if they have such a temperament," the middle-aged man spoke.

"Senior Brother Changqing has won the prize. Let's continue to see the other disciples. ”

……

"Qi Hu ......," the man with the bamboo slip spoke again.

At the same time, where the north side was, the middle-aged man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes slowly and looked at the young man who was walking towards the stone monument.

To be precise, Qi Hu's appearance became the focus of the audience, especially his soldier's uniform, which made some of the selected disciples jealous.

His eyes were arrogant, as if he had ignored everything around him, and when he walked as steady as Mount Tai, the soles of his feet were very strong, and when he came to the stone tablet, he looked at the stone pillar on the north side.

On the stone pillar, the middle-aged man nodded, not knowing what he was signing. Obviously, Qi Hu must have a friendship with this North Peak.

The moment the palm of his hand touched the stone tablet, a green light poured out, and this light was even more dazzling than the light that appeared before.

"You can ......"

Changqing was about to speak.

"This son, I want Beifeng."

As the person spoke, Changqing glanced at the person, as if he was afraid, and did not continue to speak.

For everyone, entering the North Peak is their ultimate goal, so when the North Peak asks for it, they can't seem to find any reason to refuse.

"Wu Tianxiang!"

"Situ Yu!"

……

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to dawn, and the bright moon gradually receded, ushering in the red glow. There are fewer and fewer people who participate in the selection, and those who pass the test are all included in Sifeng, and as for some who did not pass the test, they are also unwilling to leave, complaining about God's injustice. There are also some people who have no cultivation talent, and they are also quietly waiting for the last round of tests, that is, alchemy!

The eastern, southern, and northern peaks will take the initiative to speak when they see their wishful disciples, while as for the west peak, they are some disciples who are almost unwanted, and they will only open their mouths when the other three peaks have not opened their mouths to compete.

Because they clearly knew that if they spoke first, and it happened that other peaks would also look at the competition, they would fall into an embarrassing situation.

They knew better that if it weren't for helplessness, none of the disciples who passed the test would take the initiative to join Xifeng!

However, after this batch of selection, Xifeng also included 100 disciples in his bag.

Some of the disciples who did not pass the test had even walked to the foot of the mountain and embarked on the road home.

I don't know if it was unintentional or deliberately arranged, Lei Xiao, Zhang Xiaopang, and Mo Yiming became the last three. At this time, there was a snoring sound, it was Zhang Xiaopang, which had to make Mo Yiming secretly marvel, it turned out that he could fall asleep while standing.

It wasn't until the golden names suspended on the bamboo slips that only Mo Yiming, Lei Xiao and Zhang Xiaopang were the middle-aged man looked at Mo Yiming and the three of them. He has a deep memory of these three guys.

I don't know if it's because Zhang Xiaopang is asleep or because he has expectations for them, when he looks at the three of them at this time, the corners of his mouth can't help but smile.

"Zhang Xiaopang!" The man spoke.

Everyone's eyes looked at Mo Yiming, Lei Xiao, and Zhang Xiaopang, and when they saw Zhang Xiaopang who was asleep, they couldn't help laughing.

"I don't know if this person is the son of a rich man."

"Such a person is also worthy of participating in the selection?"

"At first glance, this person is the kind of person who is not gifted......"

……

"Foodie!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaopang did not react, the middle-aged man amplified his voice again.

When this voice echoed, it contained a little cultivation power of this middle-aged man. Zhang Xiaopang, who was sleeping, was suddenly stunned, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth in a trance, and said, "Who, who is calling me?" I'm eating rotisserie chicken! ”

This remark made everyone laugh.

The few monks sitting on the stone pillar shook their heads helplessly: "This son is cynical, and rotten wood cannot be carved." ”

As for Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao, they seemed a little embarrassed, after all, they and Zhang Xiaopang were moving forward all the way. Mo Yiming tugged at the corner of Zhang Xiaopang's clothes and said, "It's time for you to go up and test." ”

Hearing Mo Yiming's words, Zhang Xiaopang was embarrassed as if he was in a trance, and after answering, he hurriedly ran towards the stone tablet with his head in his head.

As the palm of his hand touched the stele, a green light suddenly radiated from the stele.

"This guy... It would even be a piece of cultivation material. ”

"Unexpectedly, his talent is also in the upper middle class."

……

With the appearance of green light, the discussion began again.

"Holly, this son's cultivation talent can enter your South Peak, why haven't you opened your mouth for a long time?" On the stone pillar, Changqing said with a smile. It's just that there is not the slightest hint of friendliness in his smile.

"Senior Brother Changqing may misunderstand the word unruly, which is different from cynicism. However, as far as Dongfeng is concerned, the threshold for you to select disciples is lower than that of our Nanfeng, and this talent, joining your Dongfeng, should be more than enough. ”

"Haha, this son forgives me for not being able to train Dongfeng, let's leave it to Xifeng, I really want to see if such a person who cultivates talent will make me look at Xifeng with admiration when he competes in cultivation two years later." Changqing said, there was no expectation in his expression, but an invisible sarcasm.

Holly didn't speak, just smiled faintly and looked at Zhang Xiaopang.

Zhang Xiaopang withdrew his palm and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard the middle-aged man holding the bamboo slip say, "Zhang Xiaopang, can you enter my West Peak?" ”

"I'm just going to enter the West Peak." While speaking, Zhang Xiaopang's mind once again appeared in the figure of Drunken Meiyan.

"Xixuan... This sub......"

At the same time, on the stone pillar to the west, the monk from the west peak suddenly spoke, and there seemed to be a vague meaning in his words.

Obviously, this monk with a bamboo slip is called Xixuan.

Xi Xuan turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, this son will enter my door and be taught by me personally." ”

Xi Xuan's words made the monk stop talking.

Immediately, he looked away from this person, looked at the only two remaining suspended names, and said, "Next, Mo Yiming!" ”