[Don't be stingy with red tickets!

Bai Yang's self-defeating behavior only caused attention for a moment, and no one looked at him again after that.

Because no one wastes their time for the sake of a loser.

Of course, Bai Yang didn't know what these people were thinking, and he was already immersed in finding exercises that really suited him at this time.

In this silent and serious atmosphere, an hour passed quickly, and the old man in gray coughed dryly and said loudly: "Okay, when the time comes, take the exercises you have chosen and come to me to record." ”

The old man's words made many outer disciples who had not yet been able to make a decision cry with sad faces, while many of them who had already made up their minds had a different expression.

But regardless of whether or not they picked the exercises they liked, the outer disciples in front of the various bookshelves all walked out one after another and lined up in front of the gray-clothed old man.

"Hmm? [Black Flame Refining Heart Skill], yes, it's very suitable for you. The young man with an extraordinary bearing walked up to the old man and handed out the exercises he had chosen, and the old man smiled with relief and praised him.

The young man smiled politely, but his eyes flashed with arrogance and complacency that could not be hidden.

Several other talented teenagers also chose good exercises, which made the old man nod again and again, very satisfied.

Bai Yang, who was still standing in front of the bookshelf not far away, suddenly felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and he couldn't help but come back to his senses, and found that the time had come, but he frowned in distress.

He never imagined that he would have a time when he had a choice obstacle.

At this time, there were two exercises in front of him, one was the low-level of the Yellow Rank, and after the advancement, it was the [Dream Sutra] of the Yellow Order, and the other was the Advanced of the Yellow Rank, and after the advancement, it was the [Three Thousand Battle Techniques] of the low-level of the Xuan Rank.

The former is rated as "perfect", and the latter is "excellent"

From a practical point of view, Bai Yang very much wanted to choose the Three Thousand Battle Technique, because once he cultivated according to the Golden Character Advanced Method, he would cultivate three times his own strength of Battle Qi, which could be called terrifying before reaching the Gang Qi realm.

But the perfect evaluation of the Dream Sutra made him hesitate.

The little fat man who was in the backyard before quietly walked to Bai Yang's side, stabbed him, and said in a low voice: "Bai Yang, why don't you leave quickly, the time has come!"

Bai Yang was stunned, then gritted his teeth, still stuffed the [Three Thousand Battle Technique] back, and walked to the team with the Dream Sutra.

"[Remnant Dream Awakening Great Xuan Gong, Yellow Order Advanced!Evaluation: Perfect, it is enough to make up for the lack of talent]" When queuing, Bai Yang looked down at the cover of the Dream Sutra, and the evaluation of the golden characters was extremely dazzling.

Although the prefix of this exercise is remnant, indicating that it is not a complete exercise, Bai Yang subconsciously felt that it was worth choosing just because of its perfect evaluation.

There were fewer and fewer people in front, and when it was Bai Yang's turn, he decisively handed out the Dream Sutra, and the gray-clothed old man in front of him looked slightly stunned, pondered for a moment, and asked puzzledly: "Why did you choose this exercise?"

Bai Yang was also a flurry, "Is there something wrong?"

The old man frowned and said in a low voice: "This exercise was originally written by the former sages of the Xuanjian Sect, and it is a high-level exercise of the Xuan Rank. But because of a great war many years ago, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at that time was dealt a near-fatal blow, many exercises were destroyed in that battle, and the complete Dream Sutra was lost. This Sutra of Initiation is a new practice that was later modified and simplified according to the broken original. It's a pity that we can't comprehend the wisdom of the previous sages, and this new dream sutra has lost its former power and has become a great pity. ”

The implication is that this Dream Sutra is simply a waste exercise.

After the old man finished speaking, the eyes of the surrounding disciples who looked at Bai Yang changed. Especially those who entered at the same time as Bai Yang and were once covered by him.

They were all 'geniuses' who were shrouded in the shadow of the light of the white yang bloodline during the introductory evaluation, although the awakening of the white yang bloodline failed afterwards, and even became the bloodline withered, but they were still taken away by the white yang The eyes that once belonged to them, those surprised glances should have been left for them!

So they don't hide their disdain and ridicule at all at this moment.

The feeling of trampling under the feet of a genius who was once superior to them simply made them want to stop!

"Haha, this fool, I guess it was the blow of the withering blood in the first place, and even the brain was broken. ”

"At that time, several elders noticed him, after all, it was a bloodline awakening, and the Xuanjian Sect had not produced such a character for several years in a row, but unfortunately, wasn't he still a waste in the end?"

"Hmph, waste, I also chose the waste exercise, which is really in line with the identity. The voice of the arrogant young man sounded, although it was not loud, but it was extremely harsh at this time.

The young man who chose [Black Flame Heart Refining Skill] had a flash in his eyes, and said half-truthfully: "Senior Brother Baiyang is not easy, let's say a few words." ”

The gray-clothed old man found out about the commotion at the scene, stared at Bai Yang for a moment, and sighed: "I'll make an exception once, and I'll give you a stick of incense again, and go back to change the exercises." "This is already the equivalent of amnesty.

Who knew that Bai Yang didn't seem to hear those words, he smiled politely at the old man, shook his head and said, "No, I'll choose this [Dream Sutra]!"

After he said this, there was another uproar around him.

"It's really embarrassing!" the arrogant young man sneered, didn't look at Bai Yang again, and turned to leave.

And the young man who chose [Black Flame Refining Heart Skill] took a deep look at Bai Yang, and also turned around and left.

The old man in gray couldn't cry or laugh a little, but he still made a record for Bai Yang, and then sighed: "Since you have chosen, don't regret it." ”

Bai Yang nodded heavily.

He resisted not to say the strangeness of his eyes, because it was too sensational.

Being able to improve the level of exercises, this kind of ability, even the rumored power of the bloodline that is enough to defy the sky is nothing more than that.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Bai Yang carried the [Dream Sutra] and left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion without looking back.

"That Bai Yang, I really don't know what to do, Elder Wan gave him a chance to choose again, but he didn't cherish it, two months later, I see how he was fooled!"

The arrogant young man still had a look of disgruntleness on his face.

"Okay, weren't you just pressed by him when you started, and now he's just a waste, what's there to care about?" The rather generous young man stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly: "In two months, the top three will directly become inner disciples." And the first place, you can go to the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to get a cheatbook, I must get this opportunity. ”

The arrogant young man's eyes flickered, calmed down a little, and said with a little flattery: "Brother Murong must be the first in the outer door well-deserved. ”

"Oh, hopefully. The young man shook his head and said in a low voice: "There is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the outer gate, and the strength of several families is not weak, and the genius of my Murong family is also preparing to go, so Yun Ao, there are some words, don't say it too early." ”

The young man named Yun Ao grinned when he heard this, and was silent.