Heaven and earth are connected, across the two worlds of yin and yang, the mystery of life and death is in hand, and everything is clear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The twenty-four sects of the Chuli Imperial Dynasty, the current person who holds the bull's ear is none other than the Zhongzhou Dari Holy Sect, the co-owner of the three states in the west, the Dajin Temple, and the rest, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, the Taiji Gate, and the Holy Lotus Sect, are also outstanding.

In the past hundred years, the decline of the Naihe Sect has been revealed, and it can only be regarded as the bottom of the twenty-four sects.

But in terms of heritage inheritance, the Naihe Sect is enough to rank among the top three, that is, the Great Sun Saint Sect that is now dazzling like the nine days of the hot sun, at the peak of the Naihe Sect, it is far from being comparable, it can be described as a difference between cloud and mud.

But with the loss of the Zhenzong Divine Soldier, the Naihe Ghost Scepter and the Nether Demon Eye, the power of the sect inevitably declined rapidly.

Not only did he lose two powerful divine weapons, but he also caused major problems in the cultivation of the two related exercises of the sect. There is no corresponding divine weapon placed in the main hall, so that the disciples of the sect can visualize and refer to it, and the cultivation becomes half the effort.

Only a very small number of geniuses can rely on their own understanding to continue the cultivation of the Naihe Dharma Body and the Nether Demon Pupil step by step.

But the progress is not optimistic.

On the second day of February every year, that is, the day when the Naihe Sect opens its sect and accepts apprentices, the disciples who can be cultivated are selected from among countless young children and supplemented as the fresh blood of the sect.

In front of the magnificent and solemn Gong Gong Hall, an old man in a black robe with white hair turned his back to the crowd and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Under the white jade steps on both sides, there were more than a dozen young men and women in blue clothes, looking at the clothing system, all of them were disciples of the inner sect of the Naihe Sect.

Without any instructions, without any orders, he stood in place for half an hour, and no matter how arrogant the inner disciples were, none of them dared to question and interrogate, and they couldn't even hear the whispered words.

Without him, the black-robed old man at the top was none other than Yu Ziqi, the respected elder of the Naihe Sect, whose status was only under the sect master and the law enforcement elders of the Criminal Palace, and he was in charge of the progress of all disciples' cultivation, the distribution of resources, and the choice of exercises, and his authority was very heavy.

Yu Ziqi's eyes opened, and there seemed to be two air currents in black and white, and the essence was exposed, and it disappeared in a flash.

"Noon has arrived, from this time to sunset, it is the time of the year when the bloodline is at its most vigorous, go separately and bring back the disciples who meet the requirements. All the rules remain the same, one person who finds the bloodline will be awarded a Huanglongdan, and those who are of high quality will be awarded another award. ”

"Obey Elder Yu's teachings. ”

All the inner disciples bowed and bowed, and each of them retreated.

"That young man has a seven-grade bloodline cold vision, and he will be successful in building a foundation in the future, and he is even expected to purify his bloodline to the fifth grade, but he was hatefully preempted by the Taiji Gate! This is a genius who is expected to lay the foundation of the sect generation, it is really hateful!

Yu Ziqi's eyes were gloomy, obviously he was the first talent discovered by his family, but he was not able to defeat the prestige and favorable conditions offered by Taijimen, and he watched the loss of such talents. What's more, the eldest son of the seven sons of Taiji came to the door in person, and his cultivation was similar to that of him, an elder who passed on the gong, and even if the disciples wanted to, they would not be able to rob it.

"I can only hope that Junming and they can gain something in the north, otherwise the tragic situation of the Kurong Hall in the past may not be repeated in my Naihe Sect!"

Two hundred and seventy years, the Kurong Palace, which was still a member of the twenty-four sects, was kicked out of the ranks by the latecomers.

All these years have passed, and now there is little news of the Kurong Hall on the rivers and lakes, and a huge sect has passed away with the wind.

The Naihe Sect is located in Beihai Prefecture, and of course it will not only rely on these few inner disciples to accept disciples, they are only responsible for a few enrollment points near the sect, and other elite disciples were sent out early and rushed to a few distant cities.

In addition, there are also children selected by families that are close to the Naihe Sect, and good seedlings that are searched in various places on weekdays, etc., all of whom have already gone to the hidden mountain early, just waiting to enter together.

Thinking of the girl in the back mountain, Yu Ziqi, who has always been unsmiling, couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of her mouth, and felt a little comforted in her heart.

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"Grandma is a bear, and Uncle Ben has been assigned such drudgery, what good seedlings can be left in Qianshan Town! I can't say it, I can't get a little reward this year, and I have to deduct a few sect contributions!"

A disciple who looked extremely fat and was about to break his blue robe was underestimating and complaining, while his feet were like flying, and his steps were like flying between the mountain roads.

The steep mountains and rocks, the bending water streams, are all stepped over in one step, revealing a light technique that is extremely inconsistent with the body shape.

Several enrollment points, Xie Sheng was assigned to the nearest Qianshan Town, which is supposed to be a good errand, close to the sect, and most of the residents are descendants of the sect's disciples, so it is not impossible to start cultivating early, and it is not impossible to become a bloodline manifestant.

But who in Qianshan Town is not inextricably linked to the Naihe Sect, if he is really talented, he would have been selected a long time ago, and he would have been sent to the sect to cultivate in advance.

Most of the people who stayed in Qianshan Town had mediocre qualifications and no future, and even for a year, there was no one who could meet the minimum standards of outer disciples among the men and women of school-age in the town.

In front of Qianshan Town, a high platform has already been erected, with several elders sitting at the top, and a large group of townspeople surrounding below.

Many parents hold their children's hands and nervously wait for a turning point in their lives. If you pass the assessment, even if you become the worst outer disciple, you will at least have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life in the future; otherwise, you will have to think of other ways out for your children and learn a craft to make a living.

"Brother Chen, why hasn't this enrollment started yet?"

"Come on, calyx, don't worry. Bai Chen touched Dong Caoniang's little head lovingly, thanks to this girl who brought meat every day, his thin body was much stronger.

All townspeople who have reached the age of twelve can participate in the selection, and if they are over sixteen years old, unless there are special circumstances, the Naihe Sect will not accept them again. Bai Chen's twelfth birthday, which just passed last year, is eligible.

Xie Sheng and the elders in the town exchanged a few simple greetings, and then began the test selection, and the school-age teenager came to the stage, pressed his hand on a pitch-black round stone, and soon walked down again.

In a short time, dozens of people walked by.

"Cao Niang, this selection is so simple?" Bai Chen was a little puzzled, this efficiency is too fast, didn't he pass any of them? And the boy who stepped down was not frustrated.

"Brother Chen'er is afraid that he is seriously ill, so he has forgotten a lot of things. A middle-aged man with an honest appearance heard this and said, "The lord of the Naihe Sect is testing the bloodline of the martial artist, where did the innate bloodline come from in our town, but it is just a formality." The next few tests are what matter. Brother Chen, you are just recovering from your illness, don't be reckless, if you can't do it this year, there will be next year, anyway, you are still young. ”

"I see, thank you Uncle Dong for your advice. ”

Bai Chen thanked Cao Niang's father, and he accepted the full memory of this body, naturally knowing that the innate bloodline was afraid that there was no one in ten thousand. Not having an innate bloodline does not mean that they are not destined to join the Naihe Sect, no wonder these boys and their parents do not have much disappointment on their faces.

There are a total of more than 100 school-age children in Qianshan Town, and they all walked around quickly, and not surprisingly, none of them showed innate blood.

Xie Sheng's small eyes narrowed more and more, and he scolded the deacon in charge of the lottery at the enrollment location in his heart.

said that it was a lottery, but who didn't know, it was because he didn't have the money to give benefits, so he went in the dark and threw the worst place to himself.

"It seems that there is no hope for the Huanglongdan reward this time, so I can only save two more months of contribution points, and I want to exchange it for a ......"

Xie Sheng glanced at the last teenager who was slowly stepping onto the stage, his appearance was quite delicate, and his body was much thinner than that of other peers, so he looked away directly and thought about his own thoughts.