The yard is deep.

Under the four wallsless, open cornices, there is a long table.

Three True Transmission disciples dressed in cyan martial arts uniforms sat behind them, two men and one woman, all in their thirties.

The courtyard is a solid hard ground, and there are some machines that test strength, speed, and coordination.

But at a glance, the load of these instruments does not exceed a thousand catties, which is obviously not suitable for the use of martial artists.

"I've seen three seniors."

Hong Fan stepped forward to salute.

The three of them simply bowed their heads in response.

Both sides looked at each other.

The man on the left behind the table looks the youngest, but there are Sichuan character lines on the center of his eyebrows, and he is wearing a wide robe with large sleeves, which is slightly arrogant.

The woman in the center has a goose egg face, and although her face is young, she has a strong and solemn bearing.

The man on the right is a little shorter, with good facial features and a relaxed expression.

But when they first saw Hong Fan, the three of them frowned slightly.

Those who can serve as examiners when the Shura Sect opens the mountain are at least the sympathetic cultivation of heaven and man.

With their eyesight, the candidate's age and martial arts cultivation could not be hidden.

Unless he takes a special channel, Hong Fan will not have a chance to get started.

Just as the man on the left was about to speak, the senior sister next to him spoke first.

"Give me the paperwork."

There is no usual seriousness, but rather softness.

This is not the first time Hong Fan has enjoyed the preferential treatment brought by his appearance.

He stepped forward as he said and handed over the information.

"I will be eighteen years old in four months, practice Sanpin martial arts, and start practicing martial arts at the age of fourteen."

The woman glanced at the full text.

"It took three and a half years to practice to the three veins of the Pure Realm, and the talent is not bad."

She handed the paperwork to her junior brother.

In an ordinary second-class family or a small and medium-sized sect, it is amazing to reach the three veins before the age of eighteen.

But in the Shura Sect, which does not lack famous teachers, exercises, and resources, this is just excellent.

"Since practicing martial arts, have you used any pills?"

The man on the right asked after browsing the information.

"The commonly used pills are Tuigong Pill, Blood Incense, and Qi Gathering Pill, which are taken all year round before the Turbulent Realm."

Hong Fan replied.

"In addition, four Bailudan have been used."

"Bai Ludan? The one of the Heart Saint Sect? ”

The man on the left, who was browsing the papers, looked up in surprise.

"This elixir is not cheap."

He was very surprised when he saw Hong Fan nodding, and immediately noticed the precious chalcedony on Hong Fan's waist and asked again.

"You're still a kid of a family?"

"I'm a son of the Jin Haehong clan."

Hong Fan replied, not feeling that the other party despised him.

Although his origin and origin are stated in the document, with the prestige of Jin Haihong's family, it is the norm to be unfamiliar with a corner of Liangzhou.

"The hereditary captain of the town in the family, with a little savings, does not dare to call the family."

He was honest.

"Jin Haihong, it seems that I have heard of it."

The woman in the center asked, after a moment's thought.

"By the way, after the Shocking Sand Star Monarch left last year, did the fate star fall on your Hong family?"

"Yes."

Hong Fan bowed.

"The World of Destiny Star Sand is now in charge of me."

As the words fell, the dust in the courtyard swirled without wind, suspended around him for a moment, and then fell again.

At this moment, the three people behind the table became extremely serious.

"After the sand star king broke into the congenital, he once came to my door as a guest, and there is a fate."

The woman in the center remembered and then reported to her home.

"Young Master Hong, introduce yourself."

"Yuan Lingxue, the seventh-generation true disciple of the Shura Sect, is a congenital four-innate cultivator."

Although she did not get up, she straightened her back solemnly and solemnly bowed her hands.

Hong Fan also returned the favor.

The same is true for the two on the side.

"Feng Gaojie, the eleventh generation true disciple of the Shura Sect, is a sympathetic cultivator of heaven and man."

"Lin Deze, the thirteenth generation true disciple of the Shura Sect, is a sympathetic cultivator of heaven and man."

The four of them officially changed their names, and the atmosphere in the courtyard eased suddenly.

Hong Fan was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it, he also took it for granted.

In the previous life, no matter what industry, film and television, investment banking, investment, lawyers, etc., there was no shortage of "bringing capital into the group".

The same is true for Dahua.

And counting all the resources, the unique Dragon Nativity can be said to be one of the most high-end resources.

Taking the Shura Sect as an example, dozens of people are accepted every year, even if they are carefully selected, seventy percent of them are eliminated horizontally and vertically before the true transmission.

Put a quota to Xingjun, can you still suffer a loss and be fooled?

confirmed Hong Fan's identity, and all the tests became a formality.

First, Feng Gaojie led Hong Fan to do some simple physical tests.

After a quarter of an hour, the latter's strength, speed, coordination, and reflex speed were assessed.

The three exchanged glances and didn't say much.

But Hong Fan could see that compared to the martial artists of the Shura Sect, his various data were probably mediocre.

The increase in the flesh of the Sand World against the Star Monarch is very small, and the Yanliu Gong cannot be compared to the Shura Fighting Sutra.

"Another important task is to enter the body with true elements and perceive your physique and bone age."

Yuan Lingxue got up as she said and asked Hong Fan to sit down cross-legged.

"This can only be done by me."

She stepped forward and pressed Hong Fan's shoulder with one hand, and the wood attribute true yuan derived from the Shura Fighting Sutra slowly deepened, traveling around the hundreds of bones little by little.

The process took some time, and a few people chatted.

"You are cultivating a fire attribute exercise, and it will damage some true qi to some extent when you turn into your own martial arts, but this will not affect your potential."

Lin Deze leaned back in his chair and said with a smile.

"Senior sister has not accepted apprentices yet, and Hong Gongzi can't say that he will follow you to practice in the future."

Yuan Lingxue didn't mess up, just smiled and didn't respond.

"I think you just had some strange names for us?"

Feng Gaojie took over the conversation.

"A martial artist has a long lifespan, and it is not uncommon for the disciples to be accepted in his life for fifty years."

"Of course, our true disciples will also be listed according to their teachers."

"But outside of the position, those who are close in age are all based on the entry time and the ...... of the brothers and sisters."

Hong Fan nodded suddenly, knowing that these three people had treated themselves as quasi-junior disciples.

After the tea, Yuan Lingxue slowly finished the work, signaled Lin Deze to engrave the arrow, and returned to the table to complete the paperwork.

However, Hong Fan clearly saw her sinking expression.

"Senior, but what's wrong?"

He immediately asked.

"It's not inappropriate."

Yuan Lingxue shook her head.

"Is it because I am so poor that I can't get the truth?"

Hong Fan asked directly.

"You are a dignified Star Lord of the Sand World, as long as you get started, you will get the true inheritance."

Yuan Lingxue shook her head again, and finally told the truth.

"It's just that this martial scripture is particularly dependent on the physique, and the disciples must quench their bodies in a special way when they get started; In this way, after a year or two, only those who are qualified will receive the true transmission. ”

"I just took a closer look, your body has been injured and repaired many times, and it has almost grown, and there is very little room for quenching your body."

"With the existing foundation, after the transfer, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move up to the qi realm......"

She let out a long sigh, slightly lost.

Lin Deze understood at this time that the "apprenticeship" he had just casually said was true.

On the other side, Hong Fan was silent when he heard this.

He was a little disappointed, but not surprised.

In the past year, his body has grown rapidly, and he has been an inch taller since the Spring Festival, which has slightly exceeded 1.8 meters.

And from the bedridden after the crossing, to the fierce battle of Gong Zi'an and the bloody battle of the snake man, there is no need to list the weight of his own injuries.

"Thank you for telling me."

Hong Fan stood up and bowed deeply to the three examiners in turn.

Carrying the Dragon Soul Tree, his Yanliu Gong cooperated seamlessly with the Sand World, and could even run in the same meridian.

This is a rare talent for ordinary people, and it is also the core foundation for him to develop the hybrid killing method.

And the cost of this is that the growth of the two forces is forcibly balanced - if one is stuck in a bottleneck and cannot be broken, it is likely that the other will not be able to go up either.

At this thought, Hong Fan has already made a decision.

(End of chapter)