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Then, at the signal of the referee, Li Hui walked up to the tall stand, and on the left side of the stand, a special place was reserved for the ten newly selected inner disciples.

At this time, this area was empty, and only Li Hui was standing alone. The competition in the other nine rings is not over yet.

In the following time, one after another, monks who had successfully defended came up.

Half an hour later, all ten ring competitions ended.

The foundation building monk named Zhao Liang stood up and announced, "This time, the Bixiao Sect has opened and accepted disciples, and the entrance competition has all ended. A total of five hundred disciples have entered my Bixiao Sect, and ten of them will become disciples of the inner sect of this sect!"

The audience applauded. At this moment, in addition to the four hundred and ninety monks who could eventually become disciples of the Bixiao Sect, there were many of their relatives and friends, and they were naturally happy for them at this moment. Even those monks who were pure onlookers felt that it was worthwhile to catch such a grand event.

Zhao Liang continued: "The remaining four hundred and ninety monks who have become disciples of the outer sect of this sect, please divide into ten teams and ascend to these ten rings. ”

There was a sudden uproar in the audience, and someone couldn't help but fly up and jump into one of the ten rings. Some rings were crowded with more people, others were less, and after several adjustments, there were finally forty-nine monks in each ring.

At this time, some of the monks in the audience were envious, and some shook their heads in regret. Naturally, the regrets are those monks who thought they were good, but were eliminated in the end.

At this time, the ten Zhuji monks floated down on the ten rings, and the monks in the ring, who were originally noisy and chatting with each other, suddenly quieted down and stood in the direction of the stands in a proper manner.

At this time, a third-generation disciple of Bixiaomen came out, holding a roster in his hand: "In this Bixiaomen entry competition, the ten new inner disciples are Li Hui, Shi Qing, Jia Xu, ......"

At the reciting of a person's name, the person stood up and saluted the Tsukiji monks in the stands, and then returned to the queue.

There was another commotion in the audience, and they all cast envious glances at these ten monks. Entering the inner gate of Bixiao Gate, there is a great possibility that the foundation will be successfully built, and you will officially embark on the road of cultivating immortals, or even go further. Not to mention anything else, the foundation building monks have a lifespan of more than two hundred years, while the Qi refining period monks are no different from mortals, they can only live twenty or thirty years longer than mortals, and eventually they will return to dust.

Then he began to read out the names of the 490 outer disciples who had been selected, and this time because of the large number of people and the distance was relatively far, the monks who were named could just reply "yes" in a loud voice.

After the list was read out, the third-generation disciple of Bixiaomen smiled and said aloud to Li Hui and the other ten inner disciples and the outer disciples in the ring: "Senior disciples, everyone will be the same door in the future!

Then he said to the monks who were watching in the audience: "This time this sect is open to accept disciples, thank you all the Taoist friends for coming to watch the ceremony!"

It seems that this disciple should also be responsible for assisting the host of some big scenes in the sect, and his words and deeds are appropriate, which is admirable.

Then the Zhuji monk named Zhao Liang in the stands stood up, and with a wave of his hand, a small cyan flying boat appeared in front of him, growing into a giant boat in the wind. Several other foundation-building monks on the stage also sacrificed their flying boats.

The ten Zhuji monks in the ring also waved their hands and released flying boats one after another.

As soon as these flying boats appeared, they caused a burst of amazement among the onlookers in the audience.

Then the Bixiao Sect disciples on the stage stepped on several flying boats, and Li Hui and the other ten monks also stepped on a flying boat left for them alone.

In the ring, 490 monks also stepped on their respective flying boats in the ring.

Zhao Liang's flying boat took the lead in flying, and then more than a dozen other flying boats soared into the sky at the same time, flying into the clouds. The sight of so many flying boats flying in a huge formation was spectacular! The onlookers exclaimed!

Standing on the flying boat, watching the crowds, houses, and castles below gradually shrink, Li Hui and the other ten monks all felt new and excited.

After a while, the flying boat rushed up to the clouds, flying on the white clouds, the wind passed by, blowing the sleeves of the robe hunting, the white clouds were at the feet, the flying boat flew on the blue sky, just like a boat on the sea, the white clouds, like the waves rolling. Looking down through the gap between the clouds, Lingxiao City completely turned into a small city, and the buildings in the city that usually looked tall were now the size of a small box.

Li Hui and the other nine new disciples were flying in the clouds for the first time in such a flying boat, and at this time, they couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamations, calling each other and pointing to the scenery below.

The Tsukiji monk who stood on the bow of the ship seemed to understand the mood of these new disciples, and he didn't say much at this time, allowing these newcomers to be surprised.

The flying boat flew extremely fast, and it flew towards the Bixiao Gate in the direction of the north of Lingxiao City. About two quarters of an hour later, a peak reached into the sky, with green peaks and lush trees, but no buildings in sight.

Just when Li Hui and the others were guessing how long it would take to enter the Bixiao Gate, the flying boat suddenly lowered its altitude and crashed straight into the peak mountainside in front of it!

Several Qi Refining Stage disciples on the flying boat almost screamed in shock, but these people were also considered to be the best among the Qi Refining Stage cultivators, so they were stunned and did not scream.

But it was different on the next few flying boats, among the new disciples recruited this time, there was not a single woman among the top ten disciples who entered the inner gate, but there were also many female monks among the top five hundred disciples who became disciples of the outer gate. At this time, only screams were heard from behind, and even those male disciples were screaming. Among them, there was an exclamation that was extremely thick, and it could be heard clearly on the flying boats in front and behind, and even the foundation building monk who was in the imperial envoy flying boat couldn't help but frown and look back.

Li Hui quickly recognized that this shout came from Qin Gang, who had a loud voice, and thinking of Qin Gang's honest appearance, Li Hui couldn't help but smile lightly.

But at this time, the other monks on the flying boat couldn't laugh, and they all looked at the foundation building monk in front of them with nervous expressions. Seeing that the monk was still calmly controlling the flying boat and speeding forward, he felt a little relieved.

Li Hui had seen the illusion in Yuan Hao's Immortal Mansion, and his heart was very calm, and he expected that the mountain peak in front of him must also be formed by illusion.

The flying boat was getting closer and closer to the mountain peak, and it was about to collide, but at this time, the foundation building monk of the imperial envoy flying boat still didn't make any moves, and Li Hui couldn't help but get nervous in his heart.

At the moment when the flying boat hit the mountain peak, the hearts of the monks on the flying boat were raised to their throats, and there were screams from behind.

The place where the flying boat meets the mountain peak is like a water pattern, and the flying boat disappears into this water pattern.