In the living room of the Imperial Spirit Sect, Wang Fugui's face was a little strange, and he had always been good at observing words and expressions, and he found that when the purple-robed old man sitting on the main seat looked at him, there seemed to be a hint of indescribable meaning in his eyes.

"Does this old man think that I am ranked first and have water?" Wang Fugui muttered to himself, he was a little weak-hearted, after all, in the third round of trials, he had never defeated an opponent alone from beginning to end, but in the end, he inexplicably won the first place.

"Ahem. Song Jiang, who was dressed in a purple robe, coughed lightly, and said slowly to the twenty teenagers in the living room: "Before, Lao Yu explained the rules of the trial to the teenagers through Yu Jian. You should all remember that the top ten teenagers are classified as inner disciples, and the bottom ten teenagers are outer disciples. In addition, as a special reward, the top three teenagers can make a reasonable request to the Imperial Spirit Sect. ”

Speaking of this, Song Jiang paused slightly, and his eyes quietly swept over the three teenagers present, including Wang Fugui. Then he continued: "However, the old man still wants to remind you, first of all, in order to ensure that the Imperial Spirit Sect can meet you as much as possible, therefore, the request made by the three of you cannot be repeated. Secondly, in order to ensure fairness, the requirements are put forward in order of ranking. Finally, the request must be made in accordance with common sense. Let you think about it for a moment, and then you can mention it. ”

After saying that, Song Jiang stopped talking with a smile and waited patiently for the three teenagers to make a request.

The teenagers present more or less guessed what Song Jiang meant, and the most important thing was the last sentence, the request made was reasonable. Reasonable, this definition is very broad and narrow, and it depends on how they make their choices.

Song Jiang raised his eyelids and took in the subtle changes in everyone's expressions, and he had a rough idea in his heart.

"Ahem, almost. Wang Fugui, who ranks first in the points ranking, you make a request first. Song Jiang raised his hand and stroked his beard, with a little expectation in his heart.

Wang Fugui scratched his head, he had indeed thought of the request, but when it was time to say it, he hesitated.

"Old... Old immortal, can I ask a question first?" Wang Fugui opened his mouth hesitantly, he was a little flustered, and even almost opened his mouth to call out as an old man, but fortunately he changed his words at the last moment.

"Oh, but it doesn't hurt. When Song Jiang heard this, his expression was not impatient, but he nodded with a smile unexpectedly. For Wang Fugui, the future Great Cultivator of the Nine Realms, Song Jiang was naturally very patient.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui felt that this purple-robed old man was also a good talker, so he boldly asked: "The most powerful person in the Imperial Spirit Sect should be the master, so how powerful is it? Can you easily win the battle, dozens of officers and soldiers of the Yamen?"

As soon as Wang Fugui's words fell, suddenly, there were a few contemptuous laughter, and at the same time, many teenagers turned their heads, and their eyes fell on him with different meanings, a few were curious, and most of them were with undisguised disdain. Obviously, many of the teenagers present have more or less dabbled in the basic content of cultivation, so they naturally have a clear answer, not to mention the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, I am afraid that any martial artist from the three realms of the martial arts realm can do it.

And for these, Wang Fugui didn't care at all, he just stared at the purple-robed old man with a serious expression, quietly waiting for the answer that was crucial to him.

Song Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was not surprised, Wang Fugui's question was within his expectations. In fact, Song Jiang had already investigated the life experiences of the teenagers, and these were not difficult things for him, or for the Imperial Spirit Sect. Except for Mo Shiping, the rest of the young people's life experiences are clear, and there is nothing special about them, and there is a monk in the Rock Realm in the family who helps guide them.

In a moment, Song Jiang recalled Wang Fugui's life experience a little, and he had a rough idea of what the young man was thinking at the moment. So, he deliberately patted his head, pretended to be embarrassed to forget something, and replied with a smile: "I'm old, I can't remember anything." hasn't introduced himself yet, the old Song Jiang is the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect. The old man is a monk of the Eight Realms of the Skyclave Realm, and he doesn't dare to say whether he can be powerful, but it is not difficult to fight dozens of officers and soldiers. ”

"Hmm!" Wang Fugui got the answer and nodded vigorously, his tense expression finally relaxed. What he wanted was an affirmative answer, as for what the Void Breaking Realm was, what the Eight Realms, he didn't understand the cultivation matters anyway, and he didn't care.

Mo Shiping on the side noticed it carefully, he didn't know the division of these realms and realms, he only knew that his grandfather and Cao Dong who he met at the beginning were both three realms, so he thought that he should be a very powerful monk in the eight realms. As for how powerful it is, he doesn't know, besides, the old man in the purple robe himself has said that the Eight Realms may not be able to be said to be powerful, so Mo Shiping's expression is not much surprised.

However, except for the two of them, the eighteen teenagers present all widened their eyes almost at the same time, and their expressions were full of shock. Originally, most of the young families had predicted that according to the scale of the Imperial Spirit Sect, it was very likely that the head of the sect would be a monk who was at the peak of the six realms of the Rock Realm, and there was a slight possibility that it would be a monk who had just entered the seven realms of the Sky Breaking Realm. But the result completely exceeded the expectations of these teenagers, and it was a windfall.

Most of the teenagers present will have a four-realm, or even five-realm enshrinement in their families, which can already be walked sideways in the local area. Even so, they were still sent by their families to participate in the trials of the Imperial Spirit Sect, for no other reason, the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect is likely to be a monk at the peak of the Six Realms or even the Seven Realms, if the cultivation goes well, the future achievements will not be low.

Of course, these teenagers didn't know how powerful the Eight Realms were, and only vaguely knew a rough idea.

Probably in the entire Southern Regions, the Li Dynasty of Nuoda has no more than ten people.

Song Jiang naturally saw the surprised expressions of these teenagers in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he still liked this feeling. Because only at this time, he would feel that he was not worth mentioning in the eyes of his master, but he was still a little powerful.

As for the calm expressions of Wang Fugui and Mo Shiping, Song Jiang ignored them intentionally or unintentionally. Those who don't know are not guilty, and they are too lazy to care about them, out of sight and out of mind.

"Then I think about it, my request is to worship the master as a teacher. Just when most of the teenagers were shocked, Wang Fugui's voice full of joy fell on everyone's ears, although the voice was soft, but to their ears, it was like thunder and explosion.

Suddenly, Wang Fugui attracted the attention of almost all the teenagers again. This time, it was no longer curiosity or disdain, it was almost all Chilulu's envy and jealousy.

The young men present all gritted their teeth and stared at Wang Fugui, "This stinky boy is too treacherous, the head must not agree to him." This is the voice of almost all the teenagers present, in their eyes, Wang Fugui must have already made a small calculation, and thought about it in advance, first ask the realm of the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and then consider whether to worship under his door according to the situation, otherwise he will change his requirements.

"This is a reasonable request, and the old man will accept you as a disciple. Once again, to the surprise of all the teenagers, Song Jiang, who was dressed in a purple robe, smiled and nodded in agreement, without even a moment of hesitation.

All of this was naturally within Song Jiang's expectations, but fortunately, Wang Fugui did not disappoint him. Otherwise, Song Jiang was afraid that a monk of the Eight Realms would have to pull down his face and take the initiative to accept him as an apprentice in the future.

Regarding the ups and downs of the expressions of the young people present, Song Jiang also saw it in his eyes. However, Song Jiang didn't care, after all, this was the Imperial Spirit Sect founded by Wei Li, and the purpose of the opening sect was different from that of other immortal cultivation sects. Instead of cultivating ten teenagers who have stopped at the Nine Realms, it is better to cultivate only one teenager who is expected to be in the Ten Realms, which is the main purpose of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

It's just that, not to mention the Ten Realms of Hope, the Imperial Spirit Sect has been open for sixty years, and even the Nine Realms have not appeared. Of course, this is not only the case with the Imperial Spirit Sect, but also with the other six sects under Wei Libu.

Now, a Wang Fugui who has won Wei Li's sentence and is expected to be in the Nine Realms and the remaining few who have reached the sky will be mixed with the six realms and the seven realms, which is more important, and Song Jiang has his own sense of proportion.

"Ahem. Song Jiang coughed lightly, suppressing the slightly critical voices of the teenagers. After a while, Song Jiang smiled and said to the twenty teenagers: "The old man said before that potential, physical strength, heart, background, etc. are all considered a person's talents, and there is no difference before you really embark on the path of cultivation. Lao Yu knows that some of you are not satisfied with the ranking results this time, especially for Wang Fugui, who is ranked first. However, in the rules established before the old age, the points obtained by any means are valid. And in the eyes of the old man, luck is not a talent. ”

These words fell on the ears of the teenagers, and it was naturally impossible to be convinced, but the partiality under the words of the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, they heard it a little, and they all withdrew their unkind gazes, and could only hide the envy deep in their hearts.

"This Wang Fugui is afraid that he has stepped on shit luck, no, he has eaten shit to have such good luck. That's probably the only thing most teenagers have in their minds.

Mo Shiping naturally heard the partiality in the words of the purple-robed old man, although he couldn't guess the reason, the corners of his mouth still showed a smile, and he was sincerely happy for Wang Fugui.

"It's good to have gone through so much and finally got my wish. This is what Mo Shiping thought at this time.

And when Wang Fugui heard Song Jiang's words, his eyes were a little red at this time. Originally, Wang Fugui felt that the old man in the purple robe was a good talker, but this time, Wang Fugui firmly believed that the old man in the purple robe was really a good person.

Wang Fugui could naturally hear the partiality in the words of the purple-robed old man, but he didn't think much about it. It's very simple, how can there be a master who doesn't help his disciples talk to outsiders, right?

"Next, Qin Qiaoyuan, who is ranked second, you can put forward your request. ”

A sturdy young man dressed in brocade and silk stepped forward and said with a smile, "I want a promise from the Imperial Spirit Sect, promising that I can set foot in at least the six realms of the Rock Realm in the future, is that okay?"

"Oh?" Song Jiang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, thinking that this request was quite interesting, this young man named Qin Qiaoyuan should have put some thought into it.

Song Jiang raised his hand and stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and replied: "It's not a difficult thing, but the Imperial Spirit Sect can't give you this promise for some reasons, but the old man personally promised you to ensure that you will go to the Six Realms in the future, how about it?"

The young man named Qin Qiaoyuan nodded happily, in his opinion, the promise of Song Jiang, a cultivator of the Eight Realms, was far more reliable than that of the Imperial Spirit Sect. Subsequently, Qin Qiao retreated back into the crowd, but it seemed that intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Wang Fugui.

At the same time, Mo Shiping frowned, this young man named Qin Qiaoyuan, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well. Moreover, he was the first to take the lead in laughing at Wang Fugui before.

Regarding Qin Qiaoyuan's particularly unkind eyes, Mo Shiping could guess somewhat. Probably Qin Qiaoyuan's previous plan was to become a disciple of the old man in the purple robe, but unfortunately Wang Fugui took the lead, so he had to retreat and change it into a promise. As for laughing at Wang Fugui before, it should be to set off public discussion, and it is best to cancel Wang Fugui's qualifications. In this way, Qin Qiaoyuan naturally became the first person to make a request, and he could become a disciple of the purple-robed old man in peace.

Thinking of this, Mo Shiping sighed to himself a little helplessly, before he entered the sect to practice, he had already begun to intrigue, it seems that the path of cultivation in the Imperial Spirit Sect in the future will not be so smooth.

Mo Shiping didn't know if Wang Fugui noticed Qin Qiaoyuan's unkind eyes, so he gently patted Wang Fugui's shoulder and reminded him silently.

"Well, I know. Wang Fugui's expression was not the slightest surprise, and he still maintained a happy face, but his tone was slightly cold.

Mo Shiping retracted his gaze and nodded slightly, relieved. It seems that Qin Qiaoyuan is not the only one who will hide his little thoughts, Wang Fugui hides it better.

The third-ranked young man finally chose an immortal magic weapon called the Jade Realm, and Mo Shiping thought that it should be quite precious, because the corners of the purple-robed old man's mouth trembled when he hesitated to agree.

At this point, the top three teenagers in the trial have all put forward their own requirements.

In this process, whether it was Qin Qiaoyuan, Wang Fugui, or the subtle changes and careful thoughts in the expressions of the rest of the young people, Song Jiang saw it, but he did not stop it. On the contrary, Song Jiang was quite appreciative of Qin Qiaoyuan and Wang Fugui's careful thinking, and when he really embarked on cultivation, such times of deceit abounded.

Song Jiang sighed for no reason, and he remembered what his master Wei Li said.

"You can't get to the top of the mountain just by relying on Yangguan Avenue. ”