Mozhou.

Zhizi City.

Zhizi City belongs to the national capital of the Mexican Kingdom, and it is located in a remote area, so it is not suitable to become the national capital, but who called the headquarters of the Black and White Shrine located here?

Today, immortals serve mortals.

The country is just a tool for immortals to govern mortals, and because of this, the countries of Jiuzhou have no army, only yacha, and if there is a war, it is also the immortals who come forward to solve it.

For mortals, obtaining the qualification to cultivate immortals is the greatest opportunity in life.

Every spring, the Black and White Shrine will conduct a disciple selection in Zhizi City, and only one hundred to five hundred will be accepted each year, but the number of participants will be 100,000.

It was the new year's enrollment, and when Ning Ye came here, he saw a full crowd of people in Zhizi City, rubbing shoulders with each other, full of young people who came to participate in the selection, and their eyes were full of hope. After all, as long as you can enter the Black and White Shrine, you can soar into the sky from now on.

Because there are too many people, the inns in Zhizi City are already full, but fortunately, there are many open people, and the mortals of Zhizi City rely on this to make a small fortune every year.

As a former monk, Ning Ye was not short of money, but his ugly face full of pitholes and red and white mottled really frightened many people, and Ning Ye insisted on adding thirty percent of the price to find a fairly clean house.

After the separation of the apricot grove and the green linxin leaves, three months have passed.

I don't know how my senior brother and sister are now, but I can enter the Taiyin Gate of Haotianmen.

At this moment, looking at his ugly self in the mirror, Ning Ye sighed, lying on the bed, his heart moved slightly, the person was still in the house, but his mind had appeared in front of a wide temple.

This is the Thousand Machine Hall.

This thing was accidentally obtained by him back then, when he was just an ordinary intelligence analyst, because he was out on a field trip and saw something coming from outside the sky. I thought it was a meteorite, so I chased after it, but unexpectedly I saw a magnificent temple descending from the sky, and then he came to this world, and this temple also came with him.

In other words, this is the place where it came from, but after traveling through thousands of worlds, it returned to its original place, and brought more people with it.

At this moment, the mind was placed on the Thousand Machines Palace, and with a wave of Ning Ye's hand, the mysterious brilliance of the Kunlun Ancient Mirror rose from the hall, and countless wonderful runes shone in the air, but what was refracted was a bizarre scene.

Although the cultivation has been lost, the Heaven Asking Technique is not the law, and what has been lost is the cultivation, not the cognition of the Heaven Asking Technique, so Ning Ye can still use it reluctantly.

Of course, without the foundation of cultivation, it is impossible to calculate anything important.

Fortunately, the future is unpredictable, and the past can be known!

What was once a quiet night idea can finally be realized.

At this moment, Ning Ye activated the Kunlun Mirror and launched the hexagram divination.

Soon, a row of handwriting appeared on the Kunlun mirror, which was written on the assessment method of the Black and White Divine Palace's acceptance of disciples. This non-core secret can be easily known with the help of the Kunlun Mirror.

"Is that the case?" Looking at the assessment method above, Ning Ye fell into deep thought.

The selection method of the Black and White Divine Palace is generally normal, at least for Ning Ye to pass the test - he is originally qualified enough, and he has practiced for another three years, although his cultivation is exhausted, his experience is still there, and even his body is used to the nourishment of the aura, so it is naturally much easier to rebuild.

The problem is that in the end, there is still a personal candidate.

In other words, even if all the levels are passed in the end, the Black and White Shrine will send someone to choose it personally. Those who are selected can have a teacher, and those who are not selected are ordinary outer disciples.

This is a serious problem.

Ning Ye knew that his biggest problem now was that he was too ugly.

He disfigured himself and was covered with sores, even on his body. Immortals seek the way of heaven, conform to people's wishes, and have the pursuit of beautiful things, even the spells are also colorful and brilliant, and the so-called fairy wind bones are also.

You make a fairy wind bone with a pockmarked face, and your image is damaged!

If you say that you are talented, the problem is that Ning Ye's qualifications are also average.

Qualification is something that can be seen, that is to say, even if Ning Ye performs better than anyone else in the selection and wins the first place, it can only mean that you have performed well, and ordinary qualifications are still ordinary qualifications, and you can't fake them.

In this way, with an ugly face and ordinary qualifications, it is extremely difficult to win the favor of the immortal master.

Then make an ordinary outer disciple first, and then climb up step by step?

It can be, but Ning Ye can't accept it.

It's not how important it is to be a teacher, but Ning Ye knows how difficult the road she wants to take in the future is, and she is destined to be countless hardships and dangers. If he even has to retreat from this first level, what if he encounters even more trouble in the future?

Withdrawal is a habit.

One abandonment may be another abandonment.

Thinking of this, Ning Ye's heart had a strong fighting spirit.

As his first small goal, this matter can only be successful, not defeated!

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Three days later.

At the foot of Jiugong Mountain, it was crowded with immortal seekers from all directions.

100,000 people gather here, and the scene is spectacular.

When the sun was hanging, the light was dark, the sky was black and white, the sky was dark, the earth was daylight, and even the sun in the sky was dull.

A black and white immortal from the Divine Palace flew out, holding a whisk in his hand, with a long face and a pair of conspicuous ears to attract the wind, stepping on a jade chessboard, and just flew in the air.

A familiar person has whispered:

"It's Zephyr. ”

"Who is Zephyr?"

"I don't know this, the West Wind Immortal Master is one of the twelve Tiangang of the Divine Palace, the Lord of the White Palace, second only to the Sect Leader, the three elders and the hand of the Ruling Son, Yue Xinzen, and the peak power of the Pure Realm on the same level as the Lord of the Black Palace. ”

As everyone discussed, Xi Fengzi had already spoken.

I didn't see how to exert myself, and the voice had already spread in all directions: "The recruitment of disciples this time is very simple, all the selectors will enter the valley ahead, and they will wait until sunset to leave the valley, and the Divine Palace will make a judgment based on your performance." ”

Saying that, with a wave of the west wind, the people have disappeared, and the heavens and the earth have returned to normal.

It's just that a misty valley has appeared in front of everyone.

It's that simple?

Everyone looked at each other, shouted suddenly, and rushed towards the valley together.

Alas, don't you know that sometimes the simpler things are, the more complicated they are? Seeing that they were so anxious, Ning Ye was not in a hurry, and followed leisurely behind, and the last one stepped into the valley.