When the little fat man saw the visitor, his face changed. Hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face, and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Lan, and the younger brother is polite." ”

The young man snorted disdainfully, and said, "Let me ask you, Fat Song, what are you doing here?

The little fat man looked embarrassed and said tremblingly: "Blue ...... Senior Brother Lan, junior brother, I have recently ...... I'm really a little tight on hand, so please give me a few more days......"

The young man surnamed Lan had a bad face, and shouted: "I know that I am short of money, why don't you hurry back to alchemy, sell more pills so that you can hand over the spirit stones, and have spare time to come here to mess around?"

The little fat man hurriedly said: "What Senior Brother said is that I will go down here." "I'm going to get out of here.

At this moment, an arm suddenly stretched out, grabbed the little fat man's right arm, and only heard a faint voice sound: "Brother Song, the trial is about to begin, let's go over early." ”

The person who stretched out his hand was naturally Lu Hao, he didn't even look at the young man surnamed Lan, and was about to walk forward with the little fat man.

"Wait!" the young man surnamed Lan shouted, and then stepped in front of Lu Hao, his face was a little unkind.

A cold light flashed in Lu Hao's eyes, and he said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

The young man surnamed Lan looked Lu Hao up and down, and found that it was only a fifth-level cultivation of qi refining, and he didn't care about it when he was in his heart, and shouted: "Who are you who dare to me?"

"Pan Yangtian. ”

The young man surnamed Lan was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: Pan Yangtian? This name is somewhat familiar, Pan Yangtian...... Pan Yangyun, ah......

He immediately thought of the fact that a few months ago, Pan Yangyun, the deacon of the killing gate, had introduced his cousin to the poison gate.

Although the killing door belongs to the most neglected hall in the Zihui Sect, how can it be said that Pan Yangyun is also a deacon, the young man surnamed Lan immediately changed his expression, and arched his hand and said: "It turned out to be Brother Pan, I have been looking up for a long time." ”

Lu Hao said lightly: "You're welcome. ”

"Brother Pan came here today, could it be that he also wants to participate in the trial of the elite disciples?" said the young man surnamed Lan.

Lu Hao nodded, and said a little impatiently: "The time of the trial is coming, and Pan will be out of company." As he spoke, he pulled the little fat man and was about to leave.

"Stay!" The young man surnamed Lan saw that Lu Hao didn't take him seriously at all, and his heart immediately became angry.

Lu Hao frowned, and said coldly: "What else is the matter?"

The young man surnamed Lan said: "Brother Pan, if you are in a hurry to participate in the trial, you can go quickly, but Song Fatzi should stay." After saying that, he stepped forward, and his face became a little unkind.

Although he was a little jealous of Pan Yangyun, he was used to being arrogant and domineering in the poison gate on weekdays, and Lu Hao couldn't let him get off the stage in front of everyone, and his face was a little unbearable.

This young man surnamed Lan is named Lan Chenghua, relying on his uncle to be a deacon in the Phantom Gate, he is very arrogant, he is very domineering to the disciples of the Poison Sect on weekdays, and often asks for spirit stones in various names, although the little fat man is very clever, but his status in the sect is low, and he is often squeezed.

Lu Hao said in his heart, it is really the king of Hades who is difficult to deal with, he knows that everyone is watching at this time, not the time to attack, so he said in a slightly slower tone: "That's it, this Song brother owes you the spirit stone, I Pan has taken it down, and when the matter is closed today, you can come to my cave to get it, okay?"

The young man surnamed Lan didn't want to offend Lu Hao, but when he heard him say this, he only said that Lu Hao was soft, and then said: "Since Brother Pan said so, then let's do it." ”

Walking forward, Lu Hao said to the little fat man: "Who is that person, how can you owe him spirit stones?"

The little fat man cried with a sad face, sighed and said: "Brother Pan doesn't know, that Lan Hua is the nephew of Deacon Lan of the Phantom Gate, relying on his own cultivation to be high, and he has a backer in the sect, so he bullies his fellow disciples everywhere. A few days ago, the younger brother was testing the medicinal properties of a small beast outside the sect, but who knew that he had met him. He said that the little beast was raised by him, and that I had to compensate him for it. In desperation, I had to agree, owing him fifty spirit stones before letting me back. ”

After hearing this, Lu Hao's face immediately sank.

The little fat man said: "Thank you Brother Pan for breaking the siege just now, and the little brother is grateful." ”

Lu Hao said: "Don't worry about some small things. When he comes to me, I'll arrange it. ”

The little fat man hurriedly said: "How dare the little brother make trouble for Brother Pan?"

Lu Hao waved his hand and motioned for him to stop talking. The little fat man was grateful, and felt that it was really good to follow this big brother.

After a while, the two gathered in front of the attic.

At this time, there were already a large number of Poison Sect disciples gathered here, and the people standing in the front row all looked excited, obviously coming to participate in the trial, and most of the disciples behind them came to watch.

After a while, only a drum was heard, which was deafening. Then, on the second floor of the two-story attic in front of the square, the door suddenly opened.

The square suddenly fell silent, and all the disciples looked at the gate on the second floor.

At this time, I saw an old man walking out of the gate, with silver hair fluttering, white eyebrows and white beard, a square face with Chinese characters, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, shining green in the sun.

This person is none other than Sheng Yinghua, the hall master of the Purple Hui Sect's Poison Sect.

Lu Hao's eyes flashed slightly, as soon as this person came out, he could already see that this person was a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Jiedan, and he had reached the level of a fake baby.

Behind Sheng Yinghua, followed by a person, this person was a middle-aged monk, fair complexion, slightly thin, three long beards were very neat, dressed in a light blue shirt, gentle and elegant.

Lu Hao heard that Pan Yangyun had introduced this person, and through the appearance of this person, Lu Hao immediately judged that he was the deputy hall master of the poison gate...... Zhu Dao, speaking of which, Lu Hao's ability to enter the poison gate depends on this person.

Lu Hao also took a closer look at Zhu Dao's cultivation and found that he was also a monk in the late stage of the Yudan, but he had not reached the level of the Great Perfection.

Behind the two, there were four people who walked out slowly, and they could guess without asking Lu Hao that these four people were the four deacons of the poison gate, because two of them, Lu Hao, had seen them, and they were Zou Tiangan and Zhang Deben.

The six of them walked forward to the fence of the second-floor platform and stood in order. Sheng Yinghua's face was expressionless, he slowly swept down, nodded slightly, and nodded to Zhu Dao beside him.

Zhu Dao immediately bowed his hand, then turned to the many disciples in the square below, and said loudly: "Today is the day of my Poison Sect's elite disciple trial, I believe that many disciples have been waiting for a long time. The old rules of this trial are still presided over by Zhu, and this year's process is different from previous years, so both new disciples and old disciples must listen carefully. ”

Zhu Dao's voice was not loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of every disciple present.

Everyone below was stunned when they heard Zhu Dao's words, especially some old disciples, all of them were surprised, and they were all speculating in their hearts, not knowing why this elite trial would change the process.

Zhu Dao paused and continued: "As everyone knows, in the past, the process of promoting elite disciples was divided into two items: alchemy and poison recognition, but this year, there is still no change in these two items, and what has changed is the order in which these two items are carried out. In previous years, alchemy was carried out first, and then poison recognition, but this year it needs to be changed to first recognize poison and then alchemy. ”

There was a murmur from the crowd below.

"Does it make a difference?"

"Recognize poison first and then alchemy, what kind of trouble is this?"

"It's too bad now, I always do alchemy in the morning, and in the afternoon, my hands will give birth to ......"

Zhu Dao stretched out his arms, waved his hand to the people below, and said again: "Don't talk about it, disciples, Zhu hasn't finished talking yet." ”

Seeing that the disciples' words gradually subsided, Zhu Dao spoke again: "In this year's trial, not only the process has changed, but the requirements have also changed. ”

There was another uproar below, and the disciples who were willing to participate in the trial were suddenly stunned, holding their breath and waiting for the following.

"In previous years, as long as you can refine three basic poison pills, and the quality reaches the middle grade or above, you can pass, but this year's requirements have changed, and the quality of the three basic poison pills must reach the top grade or above before you can pass. This is one of them.

Second, in previous years, it was required to identify drugs, as long as you can say the name, character, classification and function of 100 kinds of poisons, this is still unchanged. However, this year, a ranking system will be adopted, that is, the ranking will be carried out from high to low according to the number of drug knowledge, and the top 50 will be eligible to enter the next link.

Third, in this year's trial, the restrictions on disciples' cultivation have been lifted, that is to say, in previous years, there was no rule that you needed to reach the eighth level of qi refining or more to become an elite disciple. ”

Seeing that everyone was full of doubts, Zhu Dao added: "To put it simply, this year's process is to first identify drugs, select fifty disciples from high to low from the results, and then these fifty disciples will compete in the next part of alchemy, and finally select twenty elite disciples according to the quality of the pill and the ranking of poison recognition." There are no other requirements, including cultivation. ”

As soon as Zhu Dao finished speaking, all the disciples below immediately exploded, and a wave of complaints came like a tide.

"Why is it so difficult, the three pills must be of high grade, this ......"

"I knew that I worked hard last year, and I could mix with an elite disciple anyway, what hope is there for this year?"

"As long as twenty! In previous years, if you didn't promote one hundred and eighty, then Lao Tzu hasn't been on the wheel, this is only twenty, what should Lao Tzu do?"

"It took me a lot of spirit stones to raise my cultivation to the eighth layer of qi refining, so I don't need to change this at will?

"This is a bad idea to kill a thousand knives, this is to cut off my path to the poisoner, I went bankrupt in order to enter this poison gate, I don't accept it!"

"Alright, shut up!" At this moment, a loud shout sounded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Everyone was startled at the same time and looked at the top of the second floor.

I saw that Sheng Yinghua, the master of the Poison Sect Hall, had an angry face, his beard was all open, and a pair of big eyes seemed to be staring down like copper bells, and he shouted: "It's not because of you people who are not angry! What a beautiful scenery my Poison Sect was in the past, when it comes to the elite disciples who came out of my Poison Sect, no matter which sect is not high, I don't take a look at it? It is precisely because of my Poison Sect that my Purple Hui Sect will be famous, and the color of the talk will change. And my poisonous sect, it is precisely because of these elite disciples that I will be able to overwhelm the other three sects.

But now, one by one, they are eating and waiting for death, not concentrating on poison, not concentrating on alchemy, and thinking all day long that they can be an elite disciple no matter what. It is precisely because the conditions of elite disciples are too simple that you feel that as long as you casually practice Dan for a few days, you can pass the test. Just carry some poison casually, and you can pass.

Therefore, in the past few years, a large number of wastes have been produced in the Poison Sect, one by one under the banner of elite disciples, going out to swagger and deceive, and as a result, it is not possible to use poison and use poison, alchemy and alchemy are not good, and the fighting method is not good, and among the people of the Zihui Sect who have been killed now, five or six out of ten are elite disciples of the Poison Sect! You ask yourself, are you still worthy of the title of elite disciple just by virtue of you!"