Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Examination Begins

Wu Yan led Gao Han and the three of them in front and walked towards the assessment hall of the inner disciples.

Now Wu Yan is also called a young master in charge of Gao Han, and Gao Han has thought carefully when he accepted Wu Yan as a servant.

Gao Han is not very familiar with the Ethereal Sect, and with Wu Yan here, he has saved a lot of trouble.

And Fan Xiaoniu and Yue'er also need someone to take care of them, after all, they can't stay in the Ethereal Sect all the time, and if they go out to wander, they can't always take Fan Xiaoniu and Yue'er with them!

So Gao Han decided to give Wu Yan another chance, and when he left the sect by himself, let Wu Yan take care of him, after all, no matter how weak Wu Yan's strength is, he is also a condensing martial artist, much stronger than Fan Xiaoniu and the two now.

Today is the day of the assessment, and if you miss today, you will have to wait for another month.

There were five disciples on duty standing in the main hall of the assessment, all of them were cultivating in the fourfold of the true realm, and several of them were all standing in front of the main hall, looking at Gao Han's side.

"It's the fifteenth person today! There are really a lot of newcomers this month!"

"It's just a bunch of waste, it's good to be able to pass two exams here, you see, the true qi inside is still a little vain, obviously just broke through!"

"It's such a waste and you still have the guts to take the test!

"Hehe, what I care about now is that this assessment will enter our peak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five of them looked at each other vigilantly.

These five people are the true disciples of the five peaks, and every month each mountain peak sends five true disciples here to invite new inner disciples to enter the mountain.

You must know that these disciples who have become inner disciples by their own strength are all geniuses, and each peak has to invite disciples.

At a distance of three hundred zhang from the assessment hall, Wu Yan did not move forward, he was only a miscellaneous disciple now, and he was not qualified to enter the assessment hall.

Wu Yan is not qualified to enter, and Fan Xiaoniu and Yue'er are certainly not qualified to enter.

Approaching, Gao Han said to the five people: "I'm here to conduct the inner disciple assessment!"

Several people felt Gao Han's power fluctuations and were a little contemptuous of Gao Han.

"Turning into a true threefold, haven't you become an inner disciple yet?

"How many times have you been here? Do you still have the face?"

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"Let's go in and take the test!I hope you can pass the test this time!" the last disciple glanced at Gao Han and said lazily.

Gao Han didn't take it to heart, and walked in disapprehantly.

The assessment hall is very spacious, on both sides of each erected six purple stone pillars that are four people hugging each other, the stone pillars are carved with auspicious clouds, lifelike, making people immersive, walking on the main hall, just like walking in the clouds.

In front of it, there is a blue painting wall, on which are hung many wooden signs, the names are one by one, and on the painting wall there is an auspicious cloud made of blue stone.

The whole wall is three zhang high and five zhang wide, and the blue color shines brightly, which should look very hard.

Gao Han guessed that the names on the painting wall should be the names of the inner disciples.

In front of the painting wall stood an elder, whose cultivation was probably in the fourfold transformation of the truth, which looked very low in the high cold.

He was over fifty years old, and his black hair had lost its former brilliance.

In any sect, as long as a disciple reaches a certain age and his cultivation is very low, he will automatically be promoted to an elder and hold different positions in the sect.

Of course, as for what kind of job it is, it depends on your own cultivation, for example, if you are only a true martial artist, it is impossible for you to be assessed by all the martial artists who are in the realm of transforming into a true realm!

No matter which sect you are in, you need to be assessed when you enter the inner sect, and you can become an inner disciple if you are not promoted to the realm of transformation and truth.

Of course, you can also wait until the end of the year, and then all of them will be promoted to inner disciples, but such inner disciples are only randomly selected by the five peaks, and then these inner disciples only belong to that peak.

There are often those who are not selected, or those who are given up by the five peaks, then they can't be promoted, so they are still outer disciples.

But the true disciple is different, it is completely the privilege of the disciples under the command of the five peaks, to be promoted to the true disciple, not only to cultivate to reach the fourfold realm of true transformation, but also to have the corresponding strength, and the talent cannot be too bad.

Otherwise, if you want to be promoted to a true disciple, it is wishful thinking.

In addition to Gao Han, there were fourteen disciples to conduct the assessment, both male and female, each of them was twenty years old, looking at others with arrogant expressions.

It's no wonder that being able to break through the realm of transformation at the age of about twenty is indeed not simple.

However, after Gao Han came in, everyone's eyes were focused on Gao Han's body.

Because except for Gao Han, most of the disciples who participated in the assessment were true double martial artists, and two were true double martial artists. There are very few people who have only come to the assessment now!

"Are you here for the assessment?" the elder asked.

"Hmm!" Gao Han nodded slightly.

"Fill in your paper! and wait!" the elder handed over a piece of paper and a pen.

Gao Han filled in his age and background, then handed it to the elder, and stood aside without saying anything more.

"What? sixteen! Only sixteen!" the elder thought in astonishment, one mouth could have laid down an egg.

Then he glanced at Gao Han with admiration, no matter what Gao Han's strength was, the one who could reach the triple realm of transformation at the age of sixteen was a genius.

Then he remembered what had happened to him, and felt extremely desolate. This is the treatment between genius and mediocrity!

The assessment starts near noon, and before that it is the registration time, if you miss the registration, then you will have to wait for the next month.

In the end, when the assessment began, there was no one who came, and he turned his cultivation into a heavy one. And when he came in, the five disciples outside the door all smiled and watched him come in.

This life has a relatively handsome face, and his cultivation is also very solid, and there is no sign of vanity at all.

The assessment began, and the elder took several people to a hut of hundreds of square meters at the back of the hall, which was all sky blue, making people feel like they were in the sky.

And in front of him stood thirty stakes made of special wood, which, according to the elder, were made of maple.

Maple is a product of the Qiling Mountains, this kind of wood is very hard, ordinary swords are difficult to hurt at all, and the Ethereal Sect is also built in the Qiling Mountains, so the hard maple is one of the assessments.

The props for the first assessment are these maples, and at a distance of thirty meters from these maples, they will be able to penetrate them with true qi out of thin air, even if they are qualified!

This is undoubtedly a very difficult, even impossible task for a martial artist who has just been promoted to the realm of transformation of truth!

As soon as the elder finished the announcement, a man with a pockmarked face walked thirty meters away from the stake and laughed: "Hahahaha!

Then, taking a deep breath, the true qi of his whole body converged towards his fist, and his fist faintly shone with white light.

"Shattered" The man let out a low cry, and a transparent fist burst out of thin air and struck at the stake.