At the beginning of the moonlight, a rich vitality from the top of the sacred mountain emanated from the ground, spreading to the heavens and the earth, and countless cultivators all walked out of the cave, facing the moon, absorbing the Yuanhua.

Above the sacred mountain, there was silence, and even the breath of those cultivators seemed to merge into the earth.

The people of the Feng clan were also attracted to the outside of the cave, sitting cross-legged, absorbing Yuanhua, this kind of innocent Sun Moon Yuanhua is a very rare benefit for Qi refining cultivators, even some cultivators who refine the body are also attracted and join in.

Kong Xuan sat cross-legged, absorbing Yuanhua, the remnants of his previous life were fused, the spiritual platform was empty, and he quickly comprehended the mastery of the Wuxiang Wind Technique. In the tribe before, no one in the clan comprehended the phaseless style formula, and no one taught doubts, but at this time, with the annotation of the phaseless style formula obtained from the ancestral temple, Kong Xuan suddenly became enlightened.

The Feng Clan's Phaseless Wind Recipe was brought back to the tribe by a person named Ling Du, Ling Du stayed in the Feng Clan for ten years, and when he reached the realm of refining gods, he couldn't break through, so he left the Feng Clan and went to the ancestral land, and there was no news again.

Footsteps came, and Kong Muyang and his wife quietly walked over.

Although they settled down in the ancestral land and no longer had to worry about settling down, the two of them became even more troubled.

There is no other reason, that is, Kong Xuan, the tribe perished, as a survivor, everyone is sad and indignant in their hearts, although the ancestral land is good, it is not their own home.

Luoxia Mountain, that is the home of everyone, but when will they be able to go back and reorganize the tribe? They pinned their hopes on Kong Xuan.

It can be said that Kong Xuan's cultivation has always affected the hearts of the husband and wife.

Hearing the footsteps, Kong Xuan turned around and shouted, "Dad, mother." ”

Kong Muyang sighed, showed a loving smile, and said: "Kong Xuan, my father forgot to tell you one thing these days, ten years ago, there was a person named Ling Du in the clan, that is, the person who brought back the Wuxiang Fengjue, went to the ancestral land, and there has been no news, this time the patriarch asked us to inquire about him by the way." ”

"Lingdu ......"

Kong Xuan silently recited this name in his heart, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if someone had mentioned this person to himself.

"Kong Xuanwu'er, in a few days, the elite warriors will be selected, and only by becoming an elite warrior can you get better cultivation in the ancestral land, you have to work hard, and you must not live up to everyone's expectations. ”

Mother Xiangning said softly with earnest in her eyes.

Kong Xuan nodded, the Lihuo Patriarch and the cabinet elders did not blame him for the disaster of exterminating the clan that he brought to the tribe, and they also risked his life to bring him to the ancestral land, how could he forget this kindness.

Kong Xuan won the battle against ten thousand ghosts just now, and his heart was full of confidence, and he replied with a smile: "Father, mother, don't worry, I will definitely work hard." ”

"Good, that's good. Kong Muyang nodded with satisfaction, and left with Xiangning.

After the ancestral sacrifice, because it was not long before the elite warriors were selected, this was an extremely important event for the Feng clan, and many small tribe patriarchs and elders who came to worship were looking forward to this day, wanting to see if the talented young men of the tribe could pass the selection.

Fengming City originally had 100,000 people, plus foreign sacrificers, and it was overcrowded all of a sudden, one after another, and it was very lively.

Kong Xuan practiced the Phaseless Wind Technique in the Divine Mountain every day, and the Fire Patriarch and others occasionally went out to inquire about Ling Du's news, and the time came day by day.

The elite warrior of the ancestral land is the dream of every young genius of the Feng clan to join, and if you become an elite warrior, you will be trained by the ancestral land, and you will be more likely to join the cabinet and become the commander in the future.

The elite warriors of the ancestral land, like the sacrifice, are selected once every ten years, and the selection is presided over by the left and right mou who are second only to the great patriarch in strength.

As the day of selection approached, Kong Xuan couldn't help but feel uneasy, there were no less than hundreds of genius teenagers on this sacred mountain alone, and among them, those with strength like ten thousand ghosts abounded.

Fortunately, the patriarch Lihuo and the others knew that it was difficult, so they came over every day to comfort Kong Xuan and relax, and did not force him to pass.

The time is coming day by day, and in the ancestral land, hundreds of talented teenagers are waiting for it. Aspire to become an elite warrior and earn honor for their respective clans.

The day has finally arrived.

Early in the morning, Kong Xuan walked out of the cave, and the Lihuo Patriarch and everyone were waiting for him outside. According to the rules of previous years, Kong Xuan and these talented young people had to go to the ancestral court to sign up, and then go to the place of selection.

The ancestral land selects elite warriors in the ancestral mountain behind the ancestral temple, the ancestral mountain, which is the highest place in the ancestral land, and the clouds and mist are shrouded all day long, and the face cannot be seen clearly, and there are strong people guarding the ancestral mountain, and ordinary people cannot enter at all, which also adds a bit of mystery.

"Kong Xuan, Han Yu, you guys go quickly, be careful that it's too late. ”

Kong Muyang and his wife were worried about their son and shouted.

Kong Xuan and Han Yu, who had just walked out of the cave, looked at each other and nodded, secretly cheering for each other in their hearts.

Everyone surrounded the two of them and went down to the sacred mountain, only to see that the entire Fengming City was full of talented young people like Kong Xuan, looking side by side, and the tide was rushing to the ancestral court.

In front of the majestic and tall ancestral court, a high platform appeared in the air, and on the high platform sat two cultivators who exuded a powerful aura, they were the chief examiners of this selection, and they were also the right and left plotters of the ancestral land with supreme power.

Unlike Kong Xuan's Feng clan, the left and right plots of the ancestral land are the strongest in the ancestral land, second only to the great patriarch of the Feng clan.

At this time, the two examiners were slightly moved when they saw the grand occasion of thousands of teenagers pouring into the ancestral court like a tide.

"Haha, Lord Right Mouwei, looking at this formation, there are no less than 10,000 people who have participated in the selection this year, which is a sign of the prosperity of my Feng clan. ”

"Yes, yes, it's been ten years, it's rare to see such a grand occasion again, God bless my Feng clan. ”

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Below, behind thousands of talented young people are the clansmen who flock to see the excitement, this is a grand event that comes only once in ten years, and the entire Fengming City is boiling.

Kong Xuanhe and his people were mixed in the tide of people, and they were instantly submerged, and everyone was excited, happy for the strength of the ancestral land.

"Kong Xuan, you see that these thousands of teenagers are the reason why our Feng clan has stood for thousands of years...... ”

The patriarch looked at the genius boys one by one and said with emotion.

Since the beginning of the world, I don't know how many tribes have been bred on the Fengshen Continent, and it is not easy for the Feng clan to survive and have their own ancestral land.

The Leaving Fire Patriarch is encouraging them, the Feng Clan is naturally the powerhouse of this continent and controls their own destiny.

Han Yu and Kong Xuan looked at each other and secretly clenched their fists, determined to stand out among the many teenagers.

There is only a stick of incense from the sacred mountain to the ancestral garden, and the effort is not much, and everyone follows the flow of people to the open space in front of the ancestral garden.

Suddenly, a loud sound like rolling thunder came from the high platform.

"Genius boys of the Feng Clan, please enter the Qingmang Barrier in front of you. ”

That voice sounded, and the entire Fengming City was suddenly silent, and there was a dead silence.

After the sound, a huge green world suddenly appeared in the open space under the high platform.

The entire Qingmang enchantment is rectangular, square, towering into the clouds, only to see the Qingmang in the array flickering in a fog, unable to see inside.

Kong Xuan and the thousands of teenagers stood in front of him, feeling as if an invisible force was summoning, and he couldn't help but fly into the battle one by one.

Thousands of teenagers flew into the Qingmang world like birds, and were swallowed by the Qingmang.

Kong Xuan ....... ”

Kong Muyang held his wife Xiangning's hand tightly, called softly, and looked ahead with concern, for all the clansmen who cared about the genius boy, they could only wait outside, and no one knew what the result would be.

Patriarch Lihuo and Elder Lu and the others were even more nervous and about to suffocate, looking at the Qingmang World without blinking.

Qingmang World.

As soon as Kong Xuan entered, he was swallowed by the green mang, and he didn't have to go forward at all, he felt that he was already in the center of the green mang world, and the turbulence around him was surging, and the green mang was flickering.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see through it at all, and when many talented young people entered the Qingmang world, it was like entering a closed space, and no one could see each other.

Kong Xuan wanted to find Han Yu, but he used the residual divine power of his previous life to sense it, but there was no response, so he had to give up.

At this time, in the sky above the Qingmang World, on the high platform, the two chief examiners on the left and right were staring down intently, watching nervously.

This Qingmang World is the magic circle laid by the strongest cultivator of the Feng Clan, Aotian, with divine power, and all the genius boys in the array must use their own vitality to resist the oppression of the body by the large array.

The most mysterious thing about the Qingmang world is that the oppression sensed by the genius boy who entered gradually strengthened from weak to strong. Teenagers who can't bear it will be eliminated naturally.

Kong Xuan had already broken through the late stage of refining qi into the body when he was in the Feng clan, and after a month of cultivation in the ancestral land, it seemed that he was already in the late stage of refining qi into the body, so he didn't feel oppressed when he entered.

After the two pillars of incense passed, Kong Xuanfang sensed the oppression of the magic circle and forced him to use his own vitality to resist.

Kong Xuan in the formation didn't know that dozens of genius teenagers had been eliminated at this time.

Those genius teenagers who were eliminated at the beginning not only endured the ridicule of onlookers, but also faced the eyes of their clansmen, and they were all ashamed and cried.

This is only the first level of the selection of elite fighters, and it will be a shame for those who are eliminated within the second stick of incense.

At this time, including the Lihuo Patriarch, Kong Xuan's parents and clansmen were all so nervous that their palms were sweating.

Patriarch Lihuo and the others are well aware of Kong Xuan's demonic qualifications, but this is in the ancestral land, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, and I don't know how many talented young people there are.

Xiang Ning trembled nervously and muttered, "Xuan'er...... Will he not be able to hold ....... ”

"Don't worry, with Xuan'er's cultivation, you can at least hold up to five pillars of incense. Kong Muyang helped his wife and said.

If you care, you will be chaotic, and Xiangning is too nervous, after all, with Kong Xuan's strength, she should not be eliminated in the first round. But at the same time, he was also faintly worried, this first level is so difficult, and I don't know how difficult it will be later.

On the high platform, Lord Zuo Mouhu, who was tall and mighty on the right, said in a deep voice: "Lord Youmou, there are three incense sticks, and there are dozens of people, it seems that this year there may be another wizard of the demon level like ten years ago." ”

"Oh...... Ten years ago....... Lord Youmouwei shook his body, raised his head, and said, "Are you talking about Ling Du from the Fire Tribe ten years ago?"