White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

……

Fudingtai, the place where the 12 Sects open every year and hold admission ceremonies and qualification tests.

"Oh my God, it's all spiritual jade! The square of this top platform is all paved with high-grade spiritual jade, which is tyrannical. ”

"Hehe, calm down, we are now disciples of the Twelve Sects, don't make a fuss, this is the Immortal Gate! A real fairy gate! Not the usual sects out there. ”

Wang Cheng stepped on the misty white jade platform, only to feel like he was in a fairyland.

The place where he stood was naturally not the Fuding Stage, but the square under the Fuding Stage.

The square is huge, it can accommodate a thousand people, Wang Cheng looks around, there are a lot of people, not to mention hundreds of people, they are all young people like him, although they are arranged to stand in a queue, the distance is quite wide, but they still can't stop the noise of young people, after all, except for a few children of powerful families, no one has ever seen such a fairy atmosphere, and they are curious to see everything.

"Look, there are a lot of innate realm monks flying, are they all immortal masters? So much. ”

"It should be our senior brother and sister, but it may be more than the innate realm. I heard that the twenty-four immortal gates, the congenital is full of land, there are many heavenly people like dogs, and there are immortals in the world, guarding the Taoism. ”

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Wang Cheng of the Five Cities didn't see it, but there were really twelve-floor pavilions around the square, and there were constantly people coming from the sky, or swords, or beasts, or driving all kinds of strange magic weapons, and falling into the twelfth-floor pavilion, which was the seniors who came to watch the ceremony and watch the excitement.

In front of Wang Cheng, there is the Fuding Terrace, which is not too high or big, but there are thirteen extremely tall stone statues standing behind the Fuding Terrace, and you need to look up to see the face from a distance. Twelve of them are arranged on both sides in an inverted trapezoidal shape, or hanging gourds from their waists, or tigers at their feet, or holding bells in their hands, or holding longbows......

Twelve stone statues, each different, Wang Cheng looked at them one by one, combined with the information he heard along the way, he understood that this corresponds to the twelve sects, and is the ancestor of the twelve sects.

It's just that the stone statue headed by the leader, which is different, kneeling on one knee, stretching out a hand to the top platform, and can't see the face clearly, as if covered with a layer of mist, but the strange thing is that people feel that "he" is smiling at a glance.

"Your Highness, here we go."

Just when Wang Cheng was fascinated, Zhu Peng beside him reminded. Although they were arranged to stand in a neat queue at this time, the six men under his command were still distributed to his left and right.

When he came, he also saw Simon's figure shaking the wind from a distance, with a very beautiful, but at first glance a woman who was on top. The two also saw Wang Cheng, and the woman looked at Wang Cheng coldly, but Ximen shook the wind and nodded at Wang Cheng, as if the humiliation of a sword had not happened last night.

"Geng Yin, forty-nine."

"The Taoist master is above, the twelve patriarchs learn together, for the way of the immortal Buddha, for the life of the human race, today the academy is open to teach the Tao, pass on the twelve methods, and continue the mission of my human race for eternity......"

At this time, the twelve immortal masters descended from the sky and landed on the Fuding platform, dressed differently, but they were similar to the twelve stone statues behind the Fuding platform, or the head hung a yellow bell, or the arm was wrapped around the black snake, or followed by the winged green tiger, or the waist hung with two knives......

The first person, with a long beard fluttering, fairy wind bones, and a black gourd pinned to his waist, was the immortal master of the Immortal Huyuan who flew from the purple qi of the rising sun. After he led the other eleven people to the top of the Fuding platform, he didn't say anything to Wang Cheng, the students who were looking forward to it, but turned around and worshiped the thirteen stone statues first.

After the twelve people bowed to the stone statue three times and bowed nine times, the immortal chief of the Xianhu Courtyard read a long text. Wang Cheng's predecessor couldn't even recognize all the words, and he couldn't read, so the more Wang Cheng listened, the more confused he became, and the more he chose words and sentences later, the more obscure he became.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the head of the Immortal Hu Academy, and the Dao number is Xuanyi."

"The road is simple, I won't say more, let's go directly to the qualification test."

Unexpectedly, after worshipping the patriarch, as soon as this Xuanyi Dean turned around and spoke, he scorched Wang Chenglei inside and out, which ......

It's really simple!

Not only Wang Cheng, everyone was stunned, and the big guys thought that the next thing would be a tirade, but it was an admission ceremony for hundreds of people, so let's say a little bit?

"I know that many of you have already done the qualification appraisal of the spirit root outside, but seeing is believing, so you have to do it again here."

Dean Xuanyi continued.

When he arrived, Wang Cheng's impression of his purple immortal from the east was shattered, and he almost rolled his eyes, this was a naked suspicion of these "simple" young people.

Although it is necessary and realistic, don't say it!

Is it good to keep the mysterious atmosphere of the immortal family?

"In addition, the method of identifying the spiritual roots of our twelve sects directly points to the source, which is more accurate. There may be some of you who are gifted, with deep roots, who can see the sun and shine today! ”

As soon as these words came out, the students below suddenly became noisy, and they all geared up, especially those with relatively low Linggen qualifications, and their eyes lit up, thinking that they might be the so-called gifted people.

Even Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: Is there such a statement?

Zhu Peng, who was next to him, looked at him at first glance after hearing this, with a look of surprise and excitement.

Thinking about Wang Cheng's performance along the way, although he was not brilliant, he vomited in front of the soldier's body, which was disgraceful. But judging by his words and deeds, it is definitely not the stupidity as rumored, and then think about what Wang Cheng said to him in the morning: "Let's see how this king shocked the Xianmen!" ”

That high-spirited look.

Could it be that His Highness is ......

"It's not!"

"I didn't mean that!"

Wang Cheng saw Zhu Peng's expression and shook his head frantically in his heart.

Heaven and earth conscience, he just woke up in the morning and found a drop of blood in his heart, thinking that this is the golden finger he crossed over, although he didn't know what it was for, but it finally became interesting, so he was in a good mood and made a lot of nonsense.

He said that he was shocked by the Immortal Gate, and the implication was that he was talking about his peerless waste spirit root.

After all, this thing is rare, and it is said to be rarer than a tenth-rank immortal body. Hearing is false, seeing is believing, he estimates that many people have not seen it, as long as he goes to test, shock is inevitable, that is, after shock, there is no accident is collective ridicule.

What a talent, the roots are deep.

Wang Cheng admitted that when he heard Dean Xuanyi's words just now, his heart was still moved, but after thinking about it, he knew that this thing had nothing to do with him.

Who is he?

The former Prince of Dakang!

Dakang is now the hegemon of the southeast, and Kandi is even more powerful, dominating all directions. His spiritual root qualifications as a former prince, his body, it is estimated that he has already been thoroughly explored by Kandi to find someone, what can he hide?

Wang Cheng shook his head slightly, but Zhu Peng smiled, nodding slightly more respectfully than before, his eyes flashing with hope and excitement, as if he had to meet the courtiers of the Ming Lord.

"Whatever you want."

Wang Cheng was speechless.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he inadvertently met the two eyes again.

A young man in white, with a long sword hanging from his waist, handsome and elegant.

A girl in red, as glamorous as a peach and plum, and as beautiful as a dynasty.

It was Ximen Shaofeng and Sima Fuyin, and the two of them also stared at Wang Cheng, thoughtful.

“……”

Wang Cheng was drunk and rolled his eyes.

It's a pity, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed.

But what does it have to do with me?

Hurry up and finish this boring test, go back to look inside yourself, and wonder what the use of that drop of purple blood in your heart is real.