In the middle of summer, the sky is clear, the white clouds are fluttering, and the egret soars above the sky, with a fresh breeze, which is extremely refreshing.

This day is very suitable for an outing!

Most of the candidates sat cross-legged on the deck, breathing and breathing, and a small part could not settle down, scratching their ears and cheeks urgently, and then the more irritable, the more unable to enter the state.

The monks of the Ethereal Sect all left the deck, firstly because they didn't want to put pressure on the candidates, and secondly, to test them to see if they could continue to cultivate diligently without supervision.

Lu Anzhi has visualized the mountains and seas and exotic beasts for several years in the ancient Sancai stone house space, and honed his mind, so meditation and meditation are not boring for him.

The Milky Way is vast and the stars are shining.

Lu Anzhi woke up from his meditation, looking at the vastness of the sky, and his desire to have a French ship became even more urgent.

However, this thing must be very expensive, at least you have to earn a few small goals, more than one billion spiritual sand, to be able to afford it, after all, in Nanke's dream, private jets are only available to a few people.

And what Lu Anzhi wants is still the presidential car like Sky One.

A day and a night passed.

In the morning light, the Egret flew over the Mantis Wasteland.

It was the first time for the candidates to come here, and they couldn't sit still, and one by one they approached the side of the ship and looked down.

As far as the eye can see, there are all emerald green vines and grasses, which rise and fall with the summer breeze, like a sea of green ripples.

There are praying mantises, which are larger than yaks, and occasionally emerge from the vine grass, leap several meters away, and then fall into the grass and disappear.

"This ...... This praying mantis is too big, isn't it?"

The candidates were stunned, especially when they saw that a praying mantis's forearm was like a sharp blade, easily cutting off the head of a wild horse, and they gasped in unison.

"This used to be a prairie with abundant water and grass, and then a praying mantis demon cultivator in the god transformation period, migrated here, established a cave, and the mantis it raised also began to breed here, tens of thousands of years have passed, the demon cultivator died, but its praying mantis survived. ”

Dressed as a Confucian student, Pei Xibai, who had spoken to Lu Anzhi before, introduced it aloud.

He was holding a book in his right hand, carrying it behind him, a chic and freehand posture, coupled with a somewhat handsome face, which suddenly caused many girls to blush and heartbeat, and looked at him a few more times.

"Are these praying mantis demon insects?"

Someone asked.

Demon insects, like demon beasts, are all creatures with low-level spiritual intelligence, because they can absorb spiritual energy to cultivate, so some parts of the body can be used for refining or alchemy.

There are some monks who make a living by hunting demon beasts to earn spiritual sand.

The major sects also raise domesticated demon beasts and demon plants as the economic industry of the sect.

"If it was a demon insect, it would have been hunted by someone a long time ago!"

Pei Xibai smiled: "They are just relatively large insects, of course, they are more ferocious than tigers and leopards." ”

"However, the population is large, and the probability of giving birth to demon insects will also increase greatly, but they usually act in groups, and if they want to hunt and kill, it is time-consuming and laborious, and the cost performance is too low!"

These praying mantis eventually multiplied and occupied the prairie because they were of little value and there were no monks to hunt them.

"As far as I know, the female mantis here, no matter what kind of male the other party is, can mate and give birth to a litter of baby praying mantises. ”

The purple-clothed girl who was said by Lu Anzhi to be the queen of nightclubs is very cute with a smile, but the words she said are very bold and shocking.

How else can you do that?

"If you want to have a praying mantis offspring, you can try it!"

The peach-blossom eyes of the girl in purple flowed, and everyone seemed to be flattering: "But the female mantis will eat you after mating." ”

"Miss Su Yan is really knowledgeable!"

There was a young man in a blue samurai suit and a long sword at his waist, and he opened his mouth to praise.

"Brother Nangong praised it falsely!"

Su Yan smiled, and suddenly made Nangong Putian feel as sweet as drinking honey, and couldn't help but take a step closer: "This Linghu realm assessment is extremely dangerous, if Sister Su Yan doesn't dislike it, you can join me, I will definitely protect my sister!"

A young man was jealous that Su Yan called Brother Nangong Putian, and sneered: "Why are you?"

"I'm a sword hero!"

Nangong Putian raised his eyebrows, confident and proud, he looked at the short-haired young man who was talking in the crowd: "Is it enough?"

"Ugh!"

The short-haired young man's face froze, and he lowered his head, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

Even those candidates who were admitted to the final examination opened their eyes when they heard the glorious title of 'Jianhao', and looked at Nangong Putian with a surprised expression.

Heaven is above, he turned out to be a sword hero?

"Fake, right? I've heard that it's extremely difficult for a swordsman to come up with an epiphany, and it can't be obtained without decades of hard work!"

"Not only that, the swordsman has an epiphany of the secret sword, just like a poet who writes poems that are enough to be passed down through the ages, not just hard work, but also talent and spirituality!"

"He's a son of a family of monks, right?

The eyes of the candidates looking at Nangong Putian were already overflowing with envy, jealousy and hatred.

As we all know, the secret sword intent can't be learned, only epiphany, so it all depends on spirituality, if not, it is a lifetime of immersion in the way of the sword and nothing has been gained.

This young man is already a sword master now, and his future achievements must be limitless!

Su Yan, who originally had no interest in Nangong Putian, her beautiful eyes lit up at this time, and she couldn't help but admire: "I heard that there are tens of thousands of monks in the entire Ethereal Sect, and among them, there are only more than 30 sword heroes!"

Wow!

Everyone exclaimed, if the jealous eyes could be exchanged for money, then these candidates were already billionaires.

"Brother, what kind of secret sword do you have?"

Huangfu only shouted, his eyes burning: "You junior brother, I'm done!"

"Where's the reckless man?"

Nangong Putian's slender eyebrows furrowed: "Don't you understand the rules?The secret sword is the trump card of the sword hero, do you think I will say it casually?"

Huangfu was suddenly embarrassed, there was originally a sentence in the back that he had time to drink together, but now he can't say it.

"But if Sister Su Yan wants to know, I can tell you all!"

Nangong Putian struck while the iron was hot and shouted out the purple-clothed girl sister.

"Dog man and woman!"

Pei Xibai scolded in a low voice, he has always considered himself chic and handsome, no matter where he goes, he is the focus of attention, but today the limelight was stolen.

But he is a sword hero, this is really incomparable.

Shh

Sanqi pursed his lips and fumbled for the firewood knife, with a look of disdain.

What is the spirit?

My eldest man is also a young swordsman, and the epiphany is still the lost three-thousand-year-old Ku Ding Jie Niu Secret Sword, and I don't know how high the level is higher than you!

"Brother Lu, this person is really arrogant, and if you have the opportunity, you will cut him together!"

Huangfu was the only one who came to Lu Anzhi's side, and he felt that among these people, it was this young man who combed his long black hair into a single ponytail that suited his temperament the most.

"No!"

Lu Anzhi shook his head.

"Why refuse?"

Ten thousand enemies were depressed: "Aren't you angry?"

"Why be angry?"

Lu Dalang asked rhetorically.

"He's a scarce swordsman!"

Huangfu's only words are like a vinegar vat that has been soaked for thousands of years, and he is about to die of acid.

No way

Even if Huangfu is the only one who has become a real enemy of the cultivation realm, he is not a sword hero, and he is also the bottom of the chain of contempt for the melee profession.

JIAN Hao,

As long as you are born, you will be superior!

"In addition to being a sword hero, I am also an immortal king!"

Lu An muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at the ten thousand enemies, if you let you know, wouldn't you want to chop me into minced meat in order to vent your jealousy?

"What's the noise?

A reprimand resounded on the deck.

The candidates turned their heads and saw that it was Liu Jinshui coming, and suddenly shrunk their heads like quails, and the serious expression of this senior brother from the outer door was like a godfather who was about to go undercover, which was very scary.

"Jin Shui, don't be so fierce, what should I do if I frighten these newcomers and affect the state?"

Elder Cao Xuan came, stroked his long beard, and swept over these candidates: "Whoever has condensed more than forty turns of True Yuan, raise your hand!"

In the cultivation realm, the simplest criterion for evaluating a monk's qualifications is how many true elements can be condensed after breathing and breathing in a day and a night of spiritual energy.

As soon as the true element is turned, the true element can run in the meridians in the body for a great week.

In a grain of spiritual sand, the true yuan contained in it is also exactly one turn, so it will be used as equivalent currency.

No one raised their hand.

Cao Xuan was not disappointed, after all, forty rebirths, those are geniuses that have not been encountered in a thousand years, and the entire Ethereal Sect has established a sect until now, and there are not enough ten full counts, so he spoke again: "Has anyone condensed the true yuan of more than thirty revolutions?"

Still no one answered.

"Don't be afraid, this is asking about your qualifications, if you are good enough, you can enter this sect without examination!"

Cao Xuan comforted, he was worried that some newcomers were afraid of making a big move, so they chose to forbear.

Candidates looked left and right, wanting to see if there was such a genius.

It's a pity, no!

"Hey!"

Cao Xuan sighed, and then asked, "Then there should be more than twenty turns of Zhenyuan every day, right?"

If not, then this year's newcomers will be at an ordinary level.

Nangong Putian raised his hand!

As soon as he moved, people in the crowd began to raise their hands one after another, Huangfu only, Su Yan, Pei Xibai, and a few people who Lu Anzhi couldn't name, were impressively listed.

"Awesome!"

Lu Anzhi sighed with emotion, and found that everyone else's eyes were over, and after he was stunned for a moment, he looked to his side.

Sanqi raised his hand.

"Awesome!"

Lu Dalang gave a thumbs up: "I'll go back and buy you a sugar gourd!"

"I want ten!"

Sanqi smiled sweetly.

In fact, the True Yuan she condensed had reached fifty-two turns, and Elder Cao Xuan didn't think that there was a newcomer with such an outstanding talent at all, so he didn't ask.

But even if he asked, with Sanqi's cautious character, he wouldn't say, so he cut it in half and reported more than twenty.

In fact, Sanqi raised his hand to prove his worth to the sect, hoping that the elders would take a look at it and give him some preferential treatment.

Otherwise, she will continue to hold on!

"By the way, Da Lang, how much have you condensed the True Yuan?"

Sanqi looked at his brother expectantly: "Is there a hundred turns?"