The first level of the Sword Pavilion measured the immortal bones

Around the Filthy Mountain Sword Altar in Fangcun Mountain, there were no less than a hundred beginner disciples gathered, and they were all extremely eager to be selected by the Floating Dust Stone Staff, so that they could have the honor of entering the sacred Chaos Sword Pavilion to test their immortal bone level.

Yuwen Leopard, the sect master of the Yunding Sword Sect, held the floating dust stone staff in his right hand, and slowly walked to the center of the Filthy Sword Altar.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the door master Yuwen Leopard gently threw the floating dust stone staff in his hand into the air, and the body of the staff instantly burst into a brilliant light.

That dazzling light shone on all the beginner disciples under the sword altar, causing them to hurriedly raise their right hands to cover them, in case their eyes were damaged by it.

However, among them, there were seven students who never raised their hands to block this dazzling light, but seemed to enjoy the warm glow.

After this dazzling light faded, the floating dust stone staff swished and returned to the hands of the door master Yuwen Leopard.

Then, the seven beginner disciples who were selected by the floating dust stone staff, their surnames and names all appeared on the eight huge stone pillars of the Yunding Sword Sect's Filthy Feng Sword Altar.

Fu Huanjing, Murong Luanjie, Shangguan Feiyu, Zhuge Yunjue, Yuwen Fuze, Ouyang Xiyue, Gongsun Linglong, and the seven lucky young phantoms walked into the Chaos Sword Pavilion one by one, and went to test what their respective immortal bone grades were.

Xuanyuan Langse, the elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, whose voice had regained his voice, looked at the shrunken stone pillar where Fu Huanjing's name appeared, and slowly walked in front of the sect master Yuwen Leopard, smiling at the countless unsuccessful disciples under the Filthy Sword Altar.

"Fu Huanjing, immortal bone grade, from the ninth grade!" Xuanyuan Langse shouted with a smile after clenching his fist with his right hand.

The immortal bone rank of the Illusory Realm Spirit Body Bone was divided into nineteen levels by the four Illusory Realm Spirit Venerable Practitioners. According to the quality of the product in order of the order of the first product, from the first product, from the second product, from the second product, from the third product, from the third product, from the fourth product, from the fifth product, from the fifth product, from the sixth product, from the sixth product, from the seventh product, from the eighth product, from the ninth product, from the ninth product, not into the stream.

"It's okay! It's better than not entering the stream, as expected, after all, it's a long time coming!" Elder Xuanyuan Langse's door master Yuwen Leopard muttered to himself.

"The Fu Huan family has really declined! In the past ten years, none of the Fu Huan family has ever been in the middle of the immortal bone rank of the young phantom. Alas, it's hard to be brilliant anymore!" The unsuccessful disciples under the Filthy Sword Altar laughed and whispered with emotion.

"Murong Luanjie, immortal bone grade, Zhengyi grade!" Xuanyuan Langse, an elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, looked at the stone pillar where Murong Luanjie's name appeared, and shouted loudly to the students under the altar in surprise.

"Wow! It's really amazing! This is a pair of superb immortal bones that are rare in our illusion realm for a thousand years! Miss Murong's future is really limitless!" Sect Master Yuwen Leopard hurriedly squeezed in front of Elder Xuanyuan Langse, and roared at all the disciples under the Filthy Feng Sword Altar.

Elder Xuanyuan Langse, who had been robbed of his original words, missed a great opportunity to curry favor with Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, and kicked the door master Yuwen Leopard in front of him angrily.

Such obvious words of flattery, the Great Elder Murong Bo in the Chaos Sword Pavilion of the Yunding Sword Sect naturally knew about it, but he still looked relieved and happy.

"This pearl in the palm of the Murong family, it is really shocking, it is different! Such a superb immortal bone grade, in the future, you only need to cultivate more, and one day you will soar to the sword path immortal realm, and it will be just around the corner! Alas! It is really hateful, we have not been reincarnated in the Murong family, and they will not have the slightest luck. The disciples under the Yunding Sword Sect's Filthy Sword Altar said one after another.

After a burst of cheers under the sword altar, the applause roared like a tsunami, and all the unsuccessful disciples were surprised by the results of Murong Luanjie's immortal bone rank, and at the same time took out the bronze mirror and looked at themselves, secretly sad.

"Shangguan Feiyu, Zhuge Yunjue, Yuwen Fuze, Ouyang Xiyue, Gongsun Linglong, the immortal bone grades of the five people are all positive five grades!" Elder Xuanyuan Lang Se suddenly lost his high interest just now for some reason, and said softly and casually to the disciples under the sword altar.

This is the end of the first round of the once-in-a-decade fantasy test.

Suddenly, above the Filthy Sword Altar of Fangcun Mountain, a flying immortal from outside the sky came in the clouds.

After the flying immortal from the sky slowly floated to the ground, all the disciples took a closer look, only to find that it was the second elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, Wuchen.

Elder Wuchen, within this illusory realm, is extremely popular with everyone. It is inseparable from his handsome and ageless appearance and approachable character cultivation.

"Don't be too discouraged for the selected disciples who are temporarily behind, the six of you still have a chance to catch up in four levels. "Elder Wuchen, the pavilion master of the Chaos Sword Pavilion, fell in front of Elder Xuanyuan Lang Se like an immortal descending, and comforted and persuaded the six saddened selected disciples in front of him.

This is the façade of the Genting Sword Sect, humble and modest, and very good at handling human feelings. How can it be like the Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse and the Sect Master Yuwen Leopard, who only knew how to flatter the Great Elder Murong Bo, but lost the century-old arrogance of the Yunding Sword Sect. Being able to see the dustless side of the second elder of the Yunding Sword Sect, we who were not selected as beginner disciples can be regarded as a worthwhile trip!" The disciples under the sword altar said to each other with great joy.

Why is Fu Huanjing's spiritual strength and bones so inferior, this is closely related to his unpopular master Secret Servant Futu.

Due to the countless scars of evil qi in the body of the secret servant Futu, his life is worse than death. He secretly stole the aura of his beloved apprentice Fu Huanjing in private to calm the evil aura in his body.

It doesn't matter once or twice, but the stealing of the secret servant Futu has lasted for ten years.

Over time, in the body of the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, there was not much aura left.

Maybe Fu Huanjing already knew that the strange behavior of the master secretly serving Futu caused him to be drowsy every day.

However, Fu Huan Jingnian secretly served Futu to protect him for ten years, so that in addition to the thatched hut he built, he still had a place to go called Jingxin Wine Workshop.

Fu Huanjing held a pot of immortal brewed by the master and Futu, and drank it in a big gulp, so that he could use the wine to drown his sorrows.

"The second level of the test has officially begun!" "Sect Master Yuwen Leopard and Sixth Elder Xuanyuan Langse hurriedly said in unison in shame when they heard the noise of discussion under the sword altar.

That's all it takes, the prince and the general, would you rather have a kind?