Then a manager next to him reminded: "Okay, don't be overconfident, martial arts cultivation still needs continuous efforts and opportunities, you go to the side and wait first", after saying that, Wang Hufei nodded and retreated to the side, but his proud expression still betrayed his proud mood.

Another half an hour passed, and a loud roar suddenly sounded in the square: "Why can't my child be selected! My Tong family is ready to rely on him to turn over! Your Tianyun Sect must explain to me no matter what!"

I saw a middle-aged warrior in front of the team roaring viciously, his eyes shining, and a crying young child standing beside him.

"Hmph! This kid of your family is thirteen years old, although he completed the foundation building before the age of twelve, but now he only has the second-level cultivation of martial apprentices, are you the place where I and my Tianyun Sect are sent to call Huazi? Anyone can come in?" asked a deacon of the Tianyun Sect opposite the middle-aged martial artist, his eyes full of disdain.

"You dare to say that my child's name is Hanako! I'll fight with you!" The middle-aged man was furious when he heard this, and he swung his fist and hit him, the deacon didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant, and his eyes immediately flashed, and he waved his hand is a palm! The middle-aged man was directly knocked out of the air, and a mouthful of blood spurted out! When he fell to the ground, he had no breath.

"Pull this father and son down for me! My Tianyun Sect has its own standards for selecting disciples! No matter how troublemakers are killed!" This deacon of the Tianyun Sect is also really angry! He shouted coldly to the audience, and the other deacons around him also looked at the field with cold eyes.

Since then, no one has dared to openly challenge the authority of the deacon of the Heavenly Fortune Sect, and more highly qualified martial artists have slowly appeared on the field!

"Hmm. Twelve years old, a sixth-order martial apprentice!Born with a poisonous and reckless physique, the body has a certain amount of toxic damage when punching and fighting! The most important thing is that the toxic physique can also use other toxic drugs to help stimulate oneself to increase the speed of body training, which is a very good qualification!Boy, what is your name?" one of the deacons in charge of the test immediately asked a thin disciple in front of him.

"Disciple Xu Jiang! I once accidentally ingested a poisonous fruit, and later I was rescued and survived, but my body was mutated because of this, and since then, my moves have been poisonous!

The deacon in charge of the test nodded and said, "This is simple, after entering the sect, someone will naturally teach you how to control this toxicity." With that, he handed him a bronze medal and beckoned him to stand aside.

After hearing this, the young boy named Xu Jiang immediately took the bronze medal and stood aside with great joy.

In this way, it was not Chen Zijing's turn to submit the registration slip until nearly noon, his chief examiner was a senior deacon named Wang Song of Tianyun Sect, who cultivated to the beginner level of a martial artist, with a pair of triangular eyes, a hooked nose, dark and thin, and a cold light in his eyes, he was a ruthless and decisive person at first glance.

This person came up and didn't say a word and began to slap Chen Zijing's whole body, although Chen Zijing was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to say anything at this time, after all, this is the prescribed procedure used to test the disciple's qualifications, Chen Zijing stood motionless, only felt that his whole body was injected with a warm current, and he was very comfortable and comfortable around his body several times.

After a while, Wang Song frowned and muttered, "Hiss...... The fifth-level martial apprentice cultivation is relatively top-notch. Well, the bones are solid and the muscle strength is medium-to-high, but it still needs to grow, and the ligaments are very flexible, which is okay."

At this time, Wang Song paused and continued in confusion: "However, your cultivation seems to be very unsystematic, your qi and blood are also insufficient, and there are still a lot of dark wounds left in your body, fortunately, you are young, and all disciples who enter this sect will be issued a Shunmai Pill, which can resolve some small problems caused by cultivation errors when you were young, otherwise you will face a big bottleneck in the later stage of cultivation in the future!"

Chen Zijing hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the guidance of Senior Wang, the disciple was indeed more casual in his cultivation back then, and I hope that the senior can take more care of it in the future!"

"You may not necessarily enter my sect, I'm just a deacon, but after you enter the sect, you have to eat more tonic meals and spiritual things to replenish your qi and blood!" Wang Song shook his head and said.

After retracting his hands, Wang Song continued: "Before the age of ten, there was a fifth-level cultivation of a martial apprentice, or he fled from Zhengguo, even if some children with the support of big forces can achieve this kind of cultivation, it seems that you have had some chances?" Wang Song looked at Chen Zijing curiously, asking about the doubts in his heart, obviously very concerned about his cultivation.

Chen Zijing rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said secretly: "The dog is nosy with rats! What's wrong with Lao Tzu's cultivation to be high? I use you to manage so much, isn't cultivating to be high for you to improve the strength of the Heavenly Fortune Sect and increase your face, but then again, my qualifications are actually much better than before."

Of course, he didn't dare to say these words directly, but had already made up some wording, and replied: "When the disciple was young, his family saved a martial artist, but the life of this martial artist was approaching, so before he died, he forced out his real name essence blood and poured it into the disciple's body to repay his kindness, which led to the rapid growth of cultivation." ”

Natal essence blood is the foundation of a martial artist, and anyone will not be forced out even if they are close to Shouyuan, it will be an extremely painful process, and it must be agreed by both parties.

But this also means that the martial artist's lifelong efforts leave him, and basically few martial artists will do this, and the natal essence blood has a great effect on low-level martial artists, which can improve their cultivation, and has an accelerated effect on the cultivation of martial arts beginners.

Wang Song naturally didn't believe it all, but frowned, because he had no way to verify, "In that case, you can stand over there!"

After that, he gave Chen Zijing a bronze medal, and at the same time pointed to the place where the disciples who had passed the assessment were standing, since the other party was only nine years old and had this kind of cultivation, it was naturally a smooth assessment.

The disciple test of the Heavenly Fortune Sect was still going on, and at this time, Wang Song took advantage of the gap to whisper to a deacon surnamed Feng next to him: "Brother Feng, although the standard of the entrance assessment has been lowered this time, we have also found many disciples with good qualifications, which is much better than we expected, although it cannot be compared with the qualifications of the disciples recruited in the previous formal disciple ceremony, but it is still about the same."

The deacon surnamed Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Wang, we have recruited a lot of disciples this time, and it is estimated that those old guys will quarrel again."

Wang Song wiped the sweat from his head and said, "This is not a matter of your and my hearts, they can only go with them if they like that." ”

The deacon surnamed Feng grinned when he heard this, and said nothing more.

The disciple's test is still ongoing, and thousands of disciples who have passed the test have all been recruited into a courtyard behind the square, and there are still countless children waiting in line for the test, only to see a stone platform in the courtyard surrounded by countless runes depicted.

There was a cauldron of 100 mouths on the stone platform, and the cauldron was steaming with black liquid, bubbling with "Goo, Goo!" and it was obviously hot and the people who watched it panicked.

The boys at the bottom, you look at me, I look at yours, I don't understand what this is going to do, but many people have begun to have some bad premonitions in their hearts, and this next round of testing will definitely not be simple

"The next surname is Bai Mingliang, and he is the deacon of this test! The following test is the next oil pot!" said a white-faced deacon who walked up and shouted, and everyone below looked at the deacon with wide eyes and disbelief.

This deacon is confused, and he wants to torture and kill his disciples here? Everyone is waiting for the deacon's words.

The deacon named Bai Liang paused and said, "Of course, this is not an ordinary oil pot! The black liquid in it is not oil, but a special elixir, which is the secret recipe of my sect! You will suffer great pain when you enter it, as if you have entered an oil pot! Test your spirit and perseverance!"

The children in the audience were in an uproar like a fried pot!

Just kidding! These people have been loved by thousands of people in the family since they were young, when did they suffer like this? Even if they didn't really get into the oil pot, the hot solution with black bubbles was not something ordinary people could bear!

Bai Liang immediately roared in a deep voice: "Shut up! I said it, this is a test, it will not cause any substantial harm to your body, if any of you are afraid, you can withdraw in advance! This liquid not only makes you miserable, but it is of great benefit to you in refining your body! After the test, you will know!"

In the end, Bai Liang looked at the children who were still whispering below, and shouted solemnly again: "If anyone is afraid, you can quit early!

Immediately, many timid boys quietly left the courtyard, and there were even many girls among them, who were already pale with fright.

"Very good, let's start entering the oil pot one by one!" With that, he beckoned several other warriors around him and led the children into the oil pot one by one, and there were dozens of attendants standing nearby recording the time of each disciple staying in the oil pot!

As soon as the disciples entered the oil pot, they collectively let out a scream of "Ahh

Chen Zijing was still standing outside the stone platform at this time, nervously watching the reactions of the boys in the oil pot, only to see that some of the boys in the oil pot clenched their teeth and did not say a word.

There are also boys screaming and screaming! There are even crying fathers and mothers! Some boys jump out directly because they can't stand the pain! Finally, they are recorded by the attendants next to them, and they are directly eliminated by the deacon's order!

The rest of the people, no matter how painful, are desperately resisting the torment of the oil pot, of course, there are also people who can't stand it anymore and quit the game, and some even faint in pain!

Of course, there are still many people here who are desperately persevering! There are even many children who are struggling to run the exercises, hoping to resist the pain brought to them by this oil pot.

When Bai Liang looked at these boys, he often smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, the whole process lasted less than half an hour, during which one after another children withdrew from the game, and there were fewer and fewer children on the field, and finally less than a third remained.

The rest of the boys were all red, and their teeth were clattering!

Even Chen Zijing, who was standing outside the stone platform, could hear these gnashing teeth clearly! One can imagine how painful it was.

But the rest of the children are often strong-willed, although the green tendons on everyone's head burst out, but no one chose to quit, all of them sat in the oil pot, desperately persevering!

Deacon Bai Liang looked at the remaining boys with satisfaction, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

After nodding, he raised his eyes and looked at the sky, as if he was silently calculating something in his heart, and suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Very good!

I saw that at his command, the rest of the other boys all jumped out of the oil pot! All of them were burned purple and red, and when they came out, they inhaled violently, trembling all over, and their eyes were round!