At the foot of Taiheng Mountain.

In the originally quiet and uninhabited forest, a large cloud of mist suddenly floated in, and its inner shadow was full of shadows, and it seemed that many people were still wrapped in it, floating here.

The clouds are white and flawless, so big.

It rises from the top of the hill and then plummets down again.

At the foot of the mountain, the clouds dissipated, revealing the figures wrapped in them.

These people range in age from man to woman.

But no matter how tall or short, fat or thin, they are all a pair of dragons and phoenixes, outstanding and handsome.

Among them, he is the only ordinary boy with poor appearance and dark skin, and his eyes also contain smart brilliance.

This is the Pure Yang Palace, the latest batch of third-generation disciples in the sect.

As one of the most famous sects in the world, the standard for selecting disciples is surprisingly high.

Before the establishment of the Tianjiao List, the Pure Yang Palace was extremely strict in accepting disciples, and no one would necessarily be able to worship the disciples for more than a hundred years.

Even though most of the sects now use the Tianjiao List to recruit disciples, there is no need to bother selecting them one by one, and the Pure Yang Palace has not followed the trend and lowered its own standards for accepting disciples.

Perseverance, Dao Heart, Sword Heart, Qualifications.......

Every talent must be otherworldly, far beyond ordinary people, in order to pass the introductory trial.

These new disciples who landed at the foot of the mountain were all the best of the best, and they could be called amazing cultivators.

These people were arranged to come to the foot of the mountain, just waiting for the master of the sect to come and guide them, take them through the mountain path to the top, and then start the cultivation journey to show their supreme talents to the world.

Taking advantage of the fact that the division commander had not arrived, everyone dispersed one after another, gathered together in twos and threes, and became acquainted with each other.

The trial illusion is like a real experience, they are tense at the center, and now that they have finally passed the test, they are all relieved, and it is inevitable that they will have to make friends and chat.

With this friendship, many third-generation disciples at the foot of the mountain have a three, six, nine, and so on, and they are close to each other.

The first-class one is the one with the highest qualifications and the most outstanding background among the people.

An Qianxue is such a character.

In terms of family background, she is the daughter of the royal family of the dynasty, although she gave up the title of princess and came to cultivate immortals and asked, but no one can compare with her in secular status.

In terms of appearance, although most of the women present are gorgeous and beautiful, there are only a few people who can compare with her, and now she is only eighteen years old, and her appearance is already peerless.

In terms of qualifications, she is stable and domineering to everyone, and she has a faint talent that surpasses three generations of disciples, and she has the air of pride.

But for some reason, this Tianjiao daughter seemed to be in a very bad mood, with an icy face, sitting alone under the tree, not communicating with anyone.

If the gap is too big, there will be estrangement and alienation, not to mention An Qianxue's current face, and no one is willing to come forward to talk to her.

The lowest is the mediocre-looking black-faced boy.

He has the worst qualifications, and he was almost brushed down before, but he couldn't pass this trial.

The life experience is even more miserable, he is a wandering orphan who eats hundreds of meals, before being selected by the Tianjiao list, he can't do anything, he loses money in business, and the harvest is poor.

Even among the mundane, he is really an unlucky down-and-out man.

Although the others didn't mean to look down on him, after hearing about his qualifications and background, they could only say hello or two, then turned around and left, talking to others.

There are not many who can do it left and right.

Lu Kongqing is the most proud one among these few people.

His qualifications are middle and upper, not bad or high, and he can talk to anyone.

Even if someone doesn't want to have a deep friendship with him, they won't treat him coldly after hearing about his family background.

He was related to the powerful elder in the Pure Yang Palace Gate, and his ancestors were the elder brothers of this elder forty-seven generations ago.

With such a relationship, Lu Kongqing naturally would not choose others as his teacher, and directly worshiped his uncle and ancestor.

Although Uncle Tai accepted him, his attitude was very cold, and without saying a word, he waved him to the foot of the mountain.

But between the conversations between him and the people around him, you brag and praise me, wear high hats to each other, and instantly dissipate the unhappiness in his heart.

Lu Qingkong talked with the people around him for a long time, but he couldn't wait for the person who came to pick them up the mountain, and he couldn't help but feel anxious for a while.

If you wait a moment, they can understand.

But now that more than half an hour has passed, there is not even a single news, so a group of people are waiting here.

They looked at the empty mountain road, only to feel that they and others were neglected by this, and some people inevitably frowned and complained:

"I don't know if this division commander has forgotten about this, there is no trace of this hour, but this day will make our senior brothers shine for a while."

Lu Qingkong was provoked by this, and immediately took over the words, and said disdainfully:

"Hmph, what kind of teacher is it, all the number one uncle and ancestor in the palace, you and I just met, and I also worshipped the teacher, the person in charge of the introduction must be a third-generation junior like you and me."

Seeing that someone was picking the head, people who were also dissatisfied in their hearts also spoke out one after another.

Seeing that someone was helping, Lu Qingkong swelled even more, and directly walked towards the mountaineering steps that reached into the sky, and asked unscrupulously:

"Since it is the senior brothers and sisters of the same generation who are in charge of this matter, why do you want to take it so big and delay coming, is it because you want to trick us and others, deliberately shake the power of some early starters, and show the prestige of a senior brother and sister?"

Even asked a few times, but no one responded, Lu Qingkong was even more annoyed, and transported out a body of mana practiced in the illusion trial, and the sound was like thunder in an instant, echoing in the mountains and forests.

Although these few blows were loud, they were also useless.

Except for a few birds and beasts that were startled by it, there was no other movement on the mountain.

Lu Kongqing was angry alone, withdrew his mana, and prepared to discuss the matter with his acquaintance.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two Taoist priests walking outside the mountain.

Two Taoist priests, a man and a woman.

The male Taoist priest did not look bad, carrying a few large bags and walking towards this side with heavy steps.

The female Taoist priest was not very old, and she followed behind the male Taoist, walking silently with her head down, as if she was angry with an unkind face.

Lu Kongqing frowned, stomped to the edge of the foot of the mountain, and scolded him:

"Those two Taoists, don't move forward any further! This is the boundary of my Pure Yang Palace, the mountain gate of the Immortal Family, retreat quickly, don't disturb the purity of my teacher. ”

Hearing this, the disciples present instantly changed their faces.

There is that simple and kind, I only feel that Lu Kongqing's face is a little changeable, he just yelled at it before, but now he doesn't let others borrow it, it's too domineering.

There were those who were as unsmart as Lu Qingkong, and they also ran to the edge of the foot of the mountain and stepped on the big array.

They looked at the ordinary people outside the array, and they only felt that they were no longer what they used to be, and they were no longer the same kind of people as these ordinary people who were carrying bags and trekking on foot.

As long as they looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in their hearts, as if they had asked the immortals before, and the trials and tribulations had become so sweet and worthwhile.

The more clever he is, he will remain silent, sit still with his eyes closed, and not participate in these senseless disputes.

Only the really smart people, such as the black-faced boy and An Qianxue, and a few others, quickly stood up, patted off the dust, tidied up their appearance, and stood aside respectfully.

There were even people who kindly persuaded these two laymen to explain:

"There is a large array of mountain protection in this mountain, and people who are not in the immortal gate cannot enter, so please change places and travel to the top of the mountain."

In this large array that isolated the immortals, all the people were exposed.

They were glancing, staring, aiming, or looking, all looking at this pair of men and women.

But as if they couldn't hear these words, the two of them approached the boundary wall of the great array and stood straight in front of everyone.

Lu Qingkong actually didn't have so many bad intentions before, and when he saw a mortal approaching the mountain gate, he wanted to persuade them to avoid it, but he was only annoyed for a while, so he couldn't help but speak a little heavier.

But he claimed to be a close relative of the elders in the sect, and when he saw these two people coming forward like this, he felt that the other party was provoking his own mountain gate, and his face was suddenly full of anger.

Just when I wanted to have a seizure, I saw the girl raise her right hand, and a streamer flew out of the cuff.

The streamer turned into a token and fixed in front of the boundary wall, and suddenly opened the large array.

The two stepped into the formation, and then the token flew back on its own, burrowing into the girl's sleeve.

"Hello junior brothers and sisters, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."

Su Banxia said softly.

Then he turned around, and smiled at Lu Qingkong:

"I am the senior sister in your mouth who shakes power and wants to trick everyone and show her majesty."

When it happened suddenly, Lu Qingkong had to be dumbfounded, and the questioning words in his heart suddenly came up inadequately.

When he just wanted to reply and ask why the other party had not arrived for a long time to save face, Wang Lin smiled again, blocked his mouth before he could speak, and said with a pretended sigh:

"I should be regarded as your uncle, but it's a pity that I can't count the names in the palace, and my mana is low, so it's too late, and I'll forgive me."