Chapter Seventy-Three: All Appearances!
Moreover, now, the vast majority of sects on the Purple Xuan Continent need to rely on the Medicine Spirit Sect to provide pills for cultivation, so the relationship with the Medicine Spirit Sect is closer than the relationship with the Hanging Sect. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Lewen novel c-o-m. If the two major sects fall out, those small sects will basically choose to side with the Medicine Spirit Sect, and this situation is not what Yun Suifeng and the Hanging Sect want to see.
Therefore, in the face of the rejuvenation of the season, Yun Suifeng will feel a little tricky. If it were replaced by other chief disciples of the two sects and three places, even if it was Dou Qingyi of the Fantasy Sect, Yun Suifeng would not be so helpless.
"Brother Yun said this, but it made Ji too sad, Brother Yun just had a three-year appointment with this little brother Zhuang, and now that Little Brother Zhuang's talent is beginning to appear, Brother Yun will attack him, isn't this a truth, saying Brother Yun, you are scared, and you want to strangle the danger in the cradle?" Ji Huichun's faint voice resounded throughout the audience, clearly reaching the ears of every monk, and immediately caused a lot of commotion.
"Listening to Ji Huichun say this, it seems that it really seems like this, is Yun Suifeng really a person who is untrustworthy?"
"Has Zhuang Xuan's talent already made Yun Suifeng feel threatened?"
The monks in the audience exchanged heads and talked about each other.
Listening to everyone's discussions, Yun Suifeng's face turned pale, and he glared at Ji Huichun fiercely, and after a while, he took a deep breath, his complexion changed, and he even had a faint smile on his face.
"Brother Ji laughed, how can I, Yun Suifeng, be the kind of person who doesn't believe in his word! Of course I remember the three-year appointment with Zhuang Xuan, how could I make a move against him? I can't protect him! Otherwise, if he has an accident, wouldn't someone take advantage of this to make a big fuss, saying that I, Yun Suifeng, am a villain who breaks his word and gets fat?" Yun Suifeng said, his eyes swept over the people below, and said loudly:
"All of you present and all the seniors of the Black Demon Ridge, I ask you to be a witness, I will not make a move against Zhuang Xuan until I complete the battle with Zhuang Xuan, and even if necessary, I will help Zhuang Xuan, knowing that the three-year contract is completed. However, if Zhuang Xuan has an accident for other reasons, please also preside over justice and prove my innocence!"
Before the sound of the clouds and the wind fell, all the monks in the field suddenly turned their heads and looked at the talent monument again, only to see that the talent monument at this moment had already shown a pale gold. Although the gold is not deep, it makes people feel a sense of dignity after looking at it.
"Isn't there only seven colors of the Talent Monument? How did it turn golden now? Could it be that there is still a golden color on top of the highest grade purple?" someone exclaimed in confusion.
As soon as the man said this, everyone realized that something was wrong. Zhuang Xuan's talent has exceeded the highest level of the talent tablet, and now it has turned golden, can it really be said that there is such a level?
Just when everyone was puzzled, the color of the talent tablet finally stabilized, from the original pale gold to golden yellow. At this time, a bright pillar of light shot towards Zhuang Xuan, and after the pillar of light disappeared, Zhuang Xuan's figure disappeared in place.
"This guy is finally done!" someone let out a sigh of relief. Zhuang Xuan's talent is too demonic, which brings great pressure to the monks present, whether they have not yet tested or failed to pass the test. As soon as he entered the palace, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
The white-haired god ape looked at it and flickered a few times, smiled slightly, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Next, it was time for the three of them to test, and the monks in the field all focused on the three of them. They wanted to know if the talents of the three little guys who came with Zhuang Xuan were as terrifying as Zhuang Xuan.
Lin'er walked to the stele a little nervously, stretched out her palm and followed the prompts on the stele. After a breath, the color of the stele began to change.
"It's yellow now! This little girl can also enter the palace to participate in the trial!" someone said softly.
"It's turned green! At this rate, this little girl's talent is probably not low!"
"Cyan! This is the third talent above cyan from the beginning to the present!"
Seeing the change in color on the stele, the monks began to talk again.
Eventually, after the stele turned completely blue, a pillar of light flashed, bringing Xiaoya into the palace.
"Where did these little guys come from? Why are their talents so terrifying? Then Zhuang Xuan is just that, this little girl is obviously only cultivating in the muscle refining period, why is her talent so amazing?" someone said puzzled.
But now no one came to solve his doubts, because at this moment, Cang'er had come to the talent tablet, and everyone's eyes were once again attracted by the talent tablet.
"It's blue again!, and I won't let people live!" someone cried out in grief.
At this moment, everyone speculated about the identities and origins of Zhuang Xuan and the others, and they all wanted to know what kind of place could give birth to so many talented children at the same time.
After Cang'er was teleported away, Ah Hu glanced at the white-haired divine ape not far away, smiled innocently, and stretched out his hand to the talent tablet.
After a few breaths, Ah Hu's figure disappeared in front of the stone tablet.
"Phew, it's okay, it's just cyan! It's finally normal!" someone wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said with some joy.
"Normal? Four people, the lowest is cyan! This is called normal?" The person next to him couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his words.
Next, it was the test of some disciples of small sects and sects, and there were basically no bright spots to speak of. One of the best, and just green.
By the time everyone had finished testing, the sun was already hanging diagonally on the far top of the Black Magic Mountain.
The two sects and four lands are worthy of being the main sects, and there are many geniuses in the sect, in addition to their respective chief disciples, there are also many disciples with good talents.
It is worth mentioning that there is a strange black-clothed young man full of evil temperament, whose talent has reached the blue level, which is the same as Ji Huichun, Wei Xiangshu, Zheng Sanwai, Flower Fairy and others in the two sects and three places. It's just a notch lower than the purple color of the clouds and the wind.
But everyone didn't know who he was, but when the young man was teleported into the palace, some people were shocked to see that where the young man in black had stood, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and some of them had even turned black.
Seeing this, a person's name suddenly came to someone's mind.
Misty swamp, ten thousand poisonous hands Cui has no life!
So far, all the chief disciples of the two sects and three places have all appeared.
When all the eligible monks entered the palace, in addition to the strong people of the Black Demon Ridge, there were still a lot of monks who came to visit and those who did not pass the talent test.
The white-haired divine ape glanced at it, and after explaining a few words to the old man deer, he left with a strong man in the marrow refining stage. The people who stayed here, except for those who were eliminated, were over twenty years old, and those who came to visit, none of these people could attract the attention of the white-haired divine ape, so there was no need for him to continue to stay here, just let a few Qi Refining Realm demons stay and greet them.
After the white-haired ape left, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became lively. In the face of a peerless powerhouse in the late stage of god refining, no one will believe it if he is not nervous or restrained in his heart. And the monks on the scene were in front of the white-haired divine ape, just like the common people among mortals seeing the emperor. In this way, one can imagine the mood of the monks.
"I didn't expect that Zhuang Xuan's talent to be so demonic! Yun Suifeng was compared to him! I don't know what that golden color means?"
"And the three little guys who are with Zhuang Xuan, their talents are terrifying! The lowest is cyan, obedient! A few of them may be treated by the sect if they are placed in any sect, and the most unfortunate ones are also core disciples!"
"I don't know what this Zhuang Xuan can reach in three years? I'm looking forward to the two of them fighting in three years!"
The old man stroked his beard under his jaw, looking at the majestic palace hanging in mid-air, his face was full of emotion. He didn't expect that the young man he casually brought back to the Black Devil Ridge would be so talented!
And now, the sky has darkened, and night has fallen.
Two days have passed, and with a sound of talent stele, he rushed to the palace, passed through the light curtain outside the palace, and disappeared without a trace.
After the disappearance of the talent tablet of the monk who did not pass the talent test, his heart became empty. They knew that from this moment on, they were no longer on the same level as those who had entered the trial.
At night, the majestic palace was suspended in the Black Devil Ridge, exuding a bright light, illuminating the entire valley as bright as day.
And on a mountain peak in the distance, several figures stood silently. The mountain wind blew and blew their robes with a loud sound.
Among them was a gray-robed young man with a young girl on his back. The girl's eyes were closed, as if she was asleep, but tears could be faintly seen on her face, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had encountered something in her dream that made her unhappy.
"Big brother, do you really want to do this?" said to another white-robed old man in his fifties with a look of anger on his face. It can be seen from his tone and demeanor that he is holding a breath in his heart at this moment.