The middle-aged man in charge of the assessment thought about this sentence several times, and he couldn't break any mysteries, how difficult it was to enter the inner door, he had been cultivating for fifty years before he could barely break through the realm and enter the inner gate, and the inner door meant several times more resources than the outer door, and it was even possible to be guided by the power of the Three Refining Realm.

Don't want it like that?

The middle-aged man still wanted to stop Yang Li, but Yang Li had already left Guanlan Terrace.

Not only was the middle-aged man very puzzled, but the crowd around him was even more discussing, saying that this young man who had just arrived was really deep in the city, and he could go to the inner gate, but he didn't go, for fear that he would use this to attract the attention of the princess and anger the Lu family.

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The disciple's residence is made into a unique architectural complex, and if you look down from above, you can see that in fact, the orientation of each pavilion is built with eight trigrams, which is very mysterious.

Stillness can gather the aura of heaven and earth, and movement can resist external enemies.

Yang Li walked through the buildings, felt the aura here, and secretly admired, just the residence of the outer disciples is such a handiwork, worthy of being the first sect in the Southern Barbarians.

The southeast corner of the building complex is the earthquake building, which is the residence where Yang Li was assigned, the disciple's room is very large, not only luxuriously decorated, but also placed a pile of fire spirit stones to gather spirits, an altar of condensed incense, used to calm the mind.

Yang Li put the book on the table, tied a wooden card around his waist, and changed into a breezy white clothes, feeling the slightest coldness, actually the outer disciples' sect clothes are all a high-grade magic weapon, Yang Li became more and more interested in what he had in that introductory book before.

I heard that today there is an elder in the late stage of the Jiedan who is going to teach and preach for all the disciples in Nanshan Pavilion, which has little effect on Yang Li, but he happened to be going to Nanshan, so he stopped by to Nanshan Pavilion to take a look.

There was a gust of wind that blew open the pages of the book and finally stopped the last few pages.

It is written in the book that the outer disciples can be tested in front of the nine monuments of Nanshan before entering the inner gate, and those who enter the top 10,000 in the past thousand years can get the opportunity, and the opportunity depends on the ranking.

The situation of being able to enter the inner door but not entering the inner door was actually very common a hundred years ago, three thousand years ago, the second generation of the Nanhai Pavilion Lord and the monument created here, respectively, with the body, killing power, magic, Dao heart, etc.

It also stipulates that only outer disciples can participate, so that the disciples can lay a solid foundation before they become married.

Therefore, there is often Tianjiao, although there is a knot Dan combat power, not into the knot, but still willing to stay in the outer gate, willing to use the South Mountain Monument to temper themselves, leaving a legendary record.

It's just that in the past hundred years, Nanhai Pavilion has gradually degenerated into the Taixue of the magnates, and it is difficult to have real geniuses, and this phenomenon has subsided

Since Yang Li learned of the existence of the Nanshan Monument, he had a decision in his heart, the resources of the inner gate are important, but the Nanshan Monument is the biggest opportunity for the Nanhai Pavilion.

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Today, there are a lot of white-clothed disciples gathered in Nanshan Pavilion, and even a few Qingbai disciples, it seems that this elder's cultivation is not only profound, and he has reached the late stage of Yudan, but also has his own understanding in terms of cultivation.

Nanshan Pavilion is built according to Nanshan, and behind the pavilion is the lofty Nanshan.

There are nine cyan stone steles under the South Mountain, towering into the clouds, weathered by wind and frost, the stele is covered with small holes formed by weathering, and the bottom is covered with moss, which speaks wordlessly about the millennium years.

There are a few lonely figures sitting in front of the stone monument, all of them with pale faces and bones.

An inner disciple dressed in breezy white clothes walked over and looked curiously at the stone tablets around him.

Among the several figures sitting cross-legged, there was a thin middle-aged man who opened his eyes, as if he had spoken for the first time in many years, his voice was a little hoarse and a little blurred, he looked at the disciple and said, "In more than ten years, has anyone come again?"

The inner disciple walked up to the thin middle-aged man, and Ping Ji asked, "Senior brother, may I ask if these tall stone tablets are Nanshan tablets?"

The thin middle-aged man smiled miserably: "Young man, I see that you are quite young, don't think about it, the people who come to the Nanshan Monument are all disciples of the outer sect who are fifty years old and have no hope of getting married, and they want to fight for a chance, and there are some frivolous geniuses who can enter the inner gate, but they have to run here, and they can't even get on the stone monument." ”

After speaking, he pointed to a slightly younger seater, and whispered: "Look, this is a disciple with extremely high talent, who entered the Void Spirit at the age of eighteen, and should have entered the Jiedan five years ago, in order to be able to test in front of the Nanshan Monument, he left his name on the Nanshan Monument, and has been suppressing the realm, but what?"

The middle-aged man just sneered a few times.

The laughter was desolate and helpless, a laugh at the genius who couldn't ask for it, and a mockery of himself.

The newcomer asked curiously, "The Nanshan Tablet is just a trial, and there is no life and death crisis, why don't you dare to give it a try?"

The middle-aged man's hands began to tremble: "Try it? When you find that the Dao Ji you are proud of cannot be named on any stone tablet, 100,000 ah! There is no place for you, how sad it is?

However, the white-clothed disciple smiled, still thanked him, and walked towards the nearest stone tablet.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, he didn't want to look any further, how many geniuses were as frivolous and ignorant as this disciple, and in the end, it wasn't that his Dao heart was unstable and his heart was broken?

The white-clothed disciple reached out and touched the first stone stele, and a blue light appeared on the stele, and the figure of the disciple disappeared.

Half a day later, the middle-aged man saw that the disciple came back a little tired, and he was still sighing in his mouth, but he didn't see any sadness on his face, and he secretly said that this disciple's Dao heart was really firm, and he didn't show it after being hit so hard.

Next, the middle-aged man thought that his courage was commendable, and he actually walked straight to the second stele without resting, it should be that he did not get a ranking in this stele, and wanted to try his luck on the next stele.

This time it was faster, only after the time of three incense sticks, this time the disciple's white clothes were a little messy, presumably after a hard battle, he returned with a feather, and he was really defeated and braver, the middle-aged man praised from the bottom of his heart.

The white-clothed disciple originally planned to continue walking towards the third stele, but after seeing that Dongxi had slowly fallen, he sat down against the stele a little tiredly, and said to himself: "It seems that I can only take a look at the first two steles in a hurry today, the injury is not healed, and the ranking is not satisfactory." ”

Boom! Boom!

Two loud noises sounded from the first two stone tablets, and the clouds and mist that had been coiling all year round on the stone tablets dispersed, and a row of small golden characters appeared in different positions of the two stone tablets.

Two heavy voices sounded one after another, piercing the entire Nanhai Pavilion.

"Yang Li, a disciple of the outer sect, won one hundred and seventy-two Nanshan magic tablets. ”

"Yang Li, a disciple of the outer sect, won the three hundred and fifty-two names of the Nanshan Body Monument. ”