When the disciples saw that the senior sister had taken action to block Zhanzun, they immediately quieted down and looked at each other, thinking about how such a filthy thing could be carried out here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info shouted in unison: "Get out of here, kill him".

The spirit priest withdrew the battle venerable, and looked up and down at the spirit girl with a majestic expression and a quiet demeanor. With a cold snort, he lifted Xiao Ren and escaped behind Duan Fei.

The spirit girl gently helped Duan Fei Lingzun up, and Duan Fei stood up and let out two hehes. "This lesson is good!" After speaking, he shook his sleeves and took his disciple away.

Liang Feng sat expressionlessly behind the crystal case, staring at the distant back without saying a word.

This time, Shui Han caused another big disaster, exposing the disciples of Wuji Palace in person, which seemed to be a feat. All the disciples admired Shui Han's courage, Wuji Palace must be a guest invited by the palace master, so that Wuji Palace would be ruthless and cold, and Liangfeng Lingzun would not be able to get off the stage.

The airspace was as silent as death, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. What awaits will be a storm, which is the calm before the storm is coming, and every disciple is sweating for the cold.

Shui Han also realized this, the impulse to enter just now, hot-headed, not remembering the consequences, exposed Xiao Ren, and provoked the resentment between Wuji Palace and Jinghan Palace, this matter can be a big problem, and the master will definitely not spare her. Thinking of this, I was scared after the water was cold. With his head down, he peeked at the master.

Liang Fengshou returned to his spiritual sense, and glanced at the timid disciples in the airspace. "Classes are closed for a month, let's all disperse"!

"Let's go!" the senior sister waved her hand. The disciples left silently.

Shui Han lowered his head and sneaked into the center of the disciples. She didn't dare to raise her head, for fear that the master would see her. Out of the palace domain, he sighed. Fortunately, the master did not blame. But the more this is the case, the more bottomless Shui Han's heart becomes, there has never been such a thing, and he was inevitably scolded by the master before. If that's the case, I'm not afraid. Now ......! My heart is like a golden needle, and my heart is pounding.

Back in the Linghan Palace, Shui Han was still restless, wanting to cultivate, but he couldn't calm down. Complaining again and again that I was too impulsive, too impulsive.

"Dead flowers, it's all because of you, otherwise how could I have met with this unfortunate thing."

Shui Han sat in front of the crystal table, lit with purple star flowers. The flower head is dotted, trembling with purple rays, shaking the shadow of the flower.

"What do you say? What do you say I should do now?" Shui Han muttered to himself. She was used to it, and since she came to the Spirit Realm, she was already familiar with this method of communication. No one can tell that Hua Zun became her best friend.

Bang! Purple mangs burst with broken flowers.

Shui Han shuddered. The "Blood Soul Dafa" in the spiritual consciousness flashed out a few spiritual words.

This is, Shui Han's eyes widened several times, and he suddenly remembered what the Ethereal Spirit Venerable had said. Sure enough, whoosh, he turned around and jumped on the bed, sat cross-legged, absorbing the aura of the star flower while peeking at the "Blood Soul Dafa" in the realm of consciousness.

The strange words become easy to understand as the aura is inhaled. What a magical spell, Shui Han secretly marveled in his heart.

Mo Xie hid in the stamens of the flowers, watching the ghostly runes flicker on the flower wall. This is a soul text, not a spirit script at all. How could Miao have such a secret technique, and why did he have to teach Shui Han. Without him, Xingchenhua would not have been able to translate.

After a few sentences, Mo Ye was attracted by the "Blood Soul Dafa". This spell was almost made for him. You can either practice with the spirit or cultivate alone. Once cultivated, the soul can be transformed.

At this time, Mo Xie understood that the so-called soul refers to the spirit and the soul. As long as you cultivate to the "Blood Soul Dafa". The spirit is the soul, and the soul is the spirit, and it is impossible to distinguish at all.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Ye also suddenly realized. Yes, the Sage Incarnation is the transformation of the soul. Wasn't the "phantom" cultivated back then just a wisp of divine sense?

"Genius! Genius"! Mo Xie was full of praise. The heart that has been wanting to escape settles down. He found that with the Star Flower as protection, even beings like the Ethereal Spirit Venerable could not sense his presence. Now that there is such a good spell, Mo Ye has the idea of completely settling down.

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted Shui Han's cultivation.

"Who's it!" Shui Han reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Senior sister, I!

Shui Han frowned and provoked, not complaining about him at all.

"Senior sister, you haven't been out of the hall for a month, and if you don't come out, I'll break in."

"You dare"!" Shui Han said silently. Sticking bark like Yao Ke really can't be provoked. Thinking about it, I was a little afraid, if I hadn't met Xiao Ren that day, I would have fallen into the trap set by Yao Ke a long time ago.

"Tom! I'm really in." Yao Ke slammed the door hard, fiercely, but he didn't dare to go in. He knew that Shui Han would be fine, because he had been guarding outside the temple these days, for fear that something would happen.

"Crazy". The light gate seal opened, and a delicate figure appeared in the aura.

Yao Ke's sweat ran down his cheeks, and when he saw that the water cold came out, he hurriedly wiped away the sweat. It can be seen that Yao Ke is really anxious, but it is not good to show it in front of Shui Han. "Senior sister, the master suddenly wants to test Huazun."

Shui Han's eyes widened, testing Huazun is not a trivial matter for Jinghan Palace, once Huazun's power is insufficient, his ranking among the disciples will drop, if he falls out of three hundred and thirty-three, he will lose his name as a personal disciple and be demoted to a registered disciple. If you fall out of the 666th place, you will lose your name as a registered disciple and be demoted to a nominal disciple. Outside the thousands, they are outer disciples, and they don't even have the opportunity to listen to the lectures.

Hearing this, Shui Han became nervous, and he didn't have the heart to care about it so much, so he hurriedly asked.

"I heard that all the disciples within 1,000 were tested."

"Ahh

Since entering the Jinghan Palace, there has never been such a large-scale test, and it is generally divided into family biography, registered name, pseudonym, and outer disciples for testing, and only the ranking is carried out among disciples at all levels, and there is rarely a big ranking. Even if a registered disciple applies for the qualification of a personal disciple, he will also participate in the ranking competition in the next hundred years, and only if he wins the last place will he be eligible to advance and become a personal disciple. If you haven't been challenged by latecomers in the next hundred years, you will have the opportunity to participate in the ranking competition of your own disciples. It can be seen that once you become a personal disciple, as long as you have a guarantee, you will generally not be demoted.

Shui Han is not ranked high among the disciples of the personal lineage, the two hundred and eighty-eighthth, this position has been maintained for nearly four thousand years, and now the realm has reached the sixth order of incarnation, as long as he breaks through the blood realm, he does not have to worry about being cleared out of Jinghan Palace.

"Don't be stunned, let's go, go and see the test list." Yao grabbed Shui Han's wrist and fled to the airspace.

Shui Han was indeed flustered. I heard that in the past 100 years, the last ten disciples have changed frequently. The flames of war have a tendency to spread to the three hundred and twenty. If the thousands of people are sorted greatly, it means that the disciples will have a big blood exchange. Who will become a disciple of the pro-line, the initiative is not just a matter of combat power.

"Yo! Senior Brother Yao hugged the beauty, and he was so flustered."

"What am I panicking about, how can my senior brother also be a disciple of Bainei." Yao Ke turned his eyes white and smiled fiercely. For this kind of villain, Yao Ke tries to stay away as much as possible, and his combat power is not worth mentioning, but his stomach is bad. I really can't understand why the master only chooses disciples based on combat power and not on virtue.

"Yes, you can do it, Senior Sister Shui Han may not be."

"The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, so the junior sister doesn't pay attention to him." Yao Ke was afraid of the cold water, so he hurriedly scolded. As soon as he turned his head, he was pulled along.

The water cold escaped to Liqing, and stepped forward with a kick. If, Yao Ke does not pull. This kick was set on Liqing's ass.

Liqing dodged the flying feet and took a breath. "The feet are ruthless, but it's a pity that they are stinky feet."

Shui Han wanted to shake off his shoulders, but was tightly held by Yao Ke. "You let go"!

"Senior sister, junior sister. We still have important things to do, so don't be like him." finally grabbed the hand of the junior sister, how could it be easy to let go.

"I'll let you go". Shui Han's eyes narrowed, and his round apricot eyes flashed with Venus.

Yao Ke hesitantly let go of his hand and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, you look so good when you are angry."

Shui Han glanced at him and rubbed his wrist. "You think it's an iron rod, and it's so tight."

Yao Ke stuck out his tongue, and did grasp it tighter. He smirked. "I'm not afraid that you'll stick to the bad luck, that ass, you can't kick it."

"Don't be poor, go quickly".

Yao Ke grimaced sideways, and his heart blossomed. Follow the junior sister to Lingfeng Palace.

The front of Lingfeng Palace was already full of disciples, and it was difficult for nominal disciples to come here, but now they are all here. They got together in twos and threes, talking excitedly.

As soon as the water cold arrived, the airspace was quiet, and hundreds of spiritual senses flew in, staring at this pretty face.

"What are you looking at?" Yao Ke blocked the water cold and set up a shield. Wisps of white smoke rose from the shield, shaking Yao Ke's arm sore.

"She's the water cold"?

"Not bad".

"Cold-faced beauty"!

The disciples whispered. Yao Ke clutched his sore arm, it was so dangerous! If it wasn't for the news from the senior brother in advance, Shui Han would have been injured by the villain.

Shui Hanxing's eyes were wide open, and there was still surprise in his eyes. She didn't expect that her affairs would turn so quickly, and the nominal disciples would know about it. Squinted at Yao Ke who was dripping with cold sweat, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, whether he was guarding or respecting such a senior brother, Shui Han couldn't tell clearly.

The blue light lit up, and nine hundred and ninety-nine bamboo mats flashed out in the airspace in front of the palace.

Senior Sister walked out of the palace gate and went down a few steps. After looking around. "Please be in the queue".

The silent airspace is intertwined with shadows, and the wind is blowing. In the blink of an eye, it fell silent.

"Master's Order".

The disciples hurriedly knelt on the bamboo mat and knelt on the ground with their hands. "Welcome to the teacher".

The senior sister read aloud the hundred words order, and its general meaning is: "Select outstanding disciples Yunyun".

In fact, after hearing too much, the disciples were also confused, and they cared about these things. It's better to be straightforward and talk about how to select, why bother with verbose.

Ten auras lit up from the stairs, and the green light in the rings flickered, and it was impossible to perceive what was inside.

The senior sister saw all the disciples sitting still, and walked to the halo with a face like morning frost. The aura flashed, and ten old spiritual men were reflected in the ring, all with silver hair fluttering, half-squinted eyes, and lightly twisted beards. It's like a mold carved out, and there is no difference.

"This test is evaluated by ten elders, starting with the nine hundred and ninety-ninth nominal disciples."