Chapter 124: Promotion to the Inner Court

Three rainbow rays of light crossed the sky and fell straight into the depths of Longze Lake.

Not much.

A small island with a radius of only a few tens of zhang came into Zhang Jing's sight.

The clouds are shrouded in mist, and the aura is rich.

It's not so much an island as a palace floating above the rippling waters of a lake.

There is a hint of spirit in the simplicity.

The green tiles and green walls, with flashing light, are integrated with the reflection in the water.

"That's where the Streamer Immortal Wall is."

Side.

In order to take care of Zhang Jing, the courtyard master, who deliberately slowed down his escape, introduced it softly.

"Is it there? The disciple got it. ”

Zhang Jing nodded.

Streamer fairy wall?

There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

What kind of treasure is this?

If Zhang Jing is not mistaken, even the legendary True Spirit List seems to be in the Streamer Immortal Wall

Rainbow light landing.

With the arrival of the three of them, the gate of the palace was automatically opened without wind.

The next moment, a man came out of it.

"Senior Brother You?"

Zhang Jing's eyes froze.

"The courtyard master, the pavilion master, and Senior Brother Zhang Jing."

You Yuanming smiled and nodded, as if he was not surprised by the arrival of Zhang Jing and the others.

"How? How much does Yuan Ming rank on the True Spirit List this time? ”

Zhang Jing beside him.

The Pavilion Master of the Thousand Law Pavilion, who had been silent before, seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly looked at You Yuanming and asked expectantly.

The voice fell.

The courtyard master's eyes also fell on You Yuanming, with a little hope in his eyes.

"Yuan Ming, have you entered the top two hundred?"

Hear the words.

You Yuanming, who was opposite, couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, arched his hand, and replied with some reluctance:

"Alas~ Yuan Ming has lived up to the expectations of the courtyard master and the pavilion master, and he is only ranked two hundred and seventy-six."

"Two hundred and seventy-six doesn't matter, after all, the Dao Ji has just transformed, and there are still more than two years before the opening of the Upper Realm. After two years of thorough familiarization and mastery of the Golden Nature Daoji, you must be able to squeeze into the top two hundred. ”

The courtyard master smiled and comforted.

The other side.

A trace of regret flashed in the heart of the Thousand Law Pavilion Pavilion, but his face did not show any of it, and he said with the same encouragement:

"Yuan Ming, don't be discouraged, your current situation is special after all."

"Yuan Ming, thank you to the courtyard master and the pavilion master for his auspicious words."

You Yuanming said gratefully.

Then he looked at Zhang Jing again, with a kind smile on his face.

"Senior brother, practice hard. Senior brother probably doesn't have much of a chance, but you're different, and you can't say that you will be among the top 100 on the True Spirit List in the future. ”

"Remember the teachings of my brother."

Zhang Jing said politely.

"The courtyard master, the pavilion master, and the junior brother, Yuan Ming will leave first."

Let's talk about it.

You Yuanming turned into a magnificent light and swept into the distance, disappearing in an instant.

"Let's go inside." The courtyard owner patted Zhang Jing on the shoulder.

"Yes!"

Deep in the palace.

Zhang Jing's footsteps slowly stopped.

Not far in front of him.

A crystal jade wall with a length of nine zhang and a height of three zhang stands quietly, and all kinds of spiritual light on the jade bi keep flowing from top to bottom, like a waterfall, giving people a sense of fairy.

There was a faint ringing in my ears about the entrustment of the courtyard master and the pavilion master just now.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath.

Then he walked forward with firm steps, and broke straight into the immortal wall.

Suddenly.

Ripples rippled on the streamer fairy wall.

And Zhang Jing's figure has disappeared

Eyes flashed.

Zhang Jing found himself in a strange place.

Beneath your feet is a graystone-paved road about a foot wide.

There was an empty space all around, and there was silence.

Not far ahead, there are two paths that lead to seclusion, leading out of sight.

"This is where the promotion assessment inside the Streamer Immortal Wall is?"

A trace of curiosity flashed in Zhang Jing's heart, and his eyes unconsciously looked around carefully.

What's next?

Just as he was thinking.

Suddenly, he found that in the air not far in front of him, a few lines of ancient seal characters flashing with a faint aura suddenly appeared.

The gaze swept away in an instant.

After a dozen breaths.

Zhang Jing's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"Is that so?"

There are only two ways for a disciple of the outer court to be promoted to the inner court, which correspond to the two paths in front of him.

One is the conventional pathway.

It comprehensively examines the practitioner's cultivation, mind, consciousness, and even the mastery of the exercises.

In this way, the requirements for the examiner are relatively low.

As long as you pass three of the above aspects, you can pass the assessment and be promoted to the disciple of the inner court.

The other is an unconventional approach.

The requirements for the examiner are extremely high, and few people pass this method, but the advantage is that the process is relatively simple and fast.

See here.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but look at the path on his right, and a faint smile flashed in the corner of his eyes.

"Do you match your opponent according to your cultivation? The winner passes directly, and the loser returns the same way, which is direct enough, I like it! ”

Didn't hesitate.

He went straight to the fastest route

Outside.

The courtyard master, who was still waiting for the results, seemed to think of something, and suddenly showed a hint of playfulness on his face, and asked curiously:

"Senior Brother Yuan, which way do you think that little guy Zhang Jing will choose to pass this promotion assessment?"

The moment the voice fell.

The Pavilion Master of the Thousand Law Pavilion, who was called the 'original junior brother', said without thinking:

"Senior brother, do you still need to ask? He will inevitably choose the fastest and most difficult path. ”

After a pause, he explained:

Don't look at Zhang Jing's usual extremely low-key appearance, he looks quiet and gentle. But in fact, this little guy has a sense of pride in his heart. ”

"Maybe he didn't even notice it himself."

"Haha, that's not bad. But genius, if you don't have that pride in your heart, it's not normal. ”

The courtyard master chuckled.

They are all human spirits who have lived for thousands of years, and they have seen countless people.

The eyes are naturally vicious.

When I saw Zhang Jing for the first time, I could detect the pride of the other party emanating from his bones.

Just as the two of them were talking.

The Streamer Immortal Wall changed abruptly.

I saw that the streamer on it gradually disappeared, revealing a scroll glowing with gold and jade.

The scroll slowly pulls open.

More than 200 names engraved on it were revealed.

And at the end of the reels.

Zhang Jing's name slowly emerged on it.

"Haha, the speed is not slow, and he is worthy of being a genius who comprehends the meaning of the Perfection Dao!" The courtyard master exclaimed, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yuan, congratulations." With this little guy here, in the next 180 years, the status of your Thousand Law Pavilion will be extremely transcendent! ”

"Senior brother, rejoice and rejoice!"

The Pavilion Master of the Thousand Law Pavilion couldn't help but respond with joy as he walked quickly towards the Streamer Immortal Wall.

Unconsciously there was an extra seal in his hand.

Behind him.

In the courtyard master's hand, there was a purple robe that he had personally prepared, as well as a delicate jade spoon.

There was an obscure fluctuation inside the jade spoon.

It faintly echoes with the immortal island where the spiritual veins converge in the depths of Longze Lake.