Qingyang Peak, the main peak of Qingyang Sect, is located here with a number of buildings and halls, and there are monks passing by from time to time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the air, cranes are flying, and on the ground, the spirit deer is wandering.

In the main hall of Qingyang Peak, more than a dozen foundation-building monks stood in a circle, surrounded by five Jindan monks sitting cross-legged.

These five monks are the four main peak masters of the Qingyang Sect. Except for the old future of the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion, the other four peak masters all arrived here.

"Xie Nan, can the entrance assessment begin?" asked the main seat of the main hall, Qingfeng Zhenren, the current sect leader of the Qingyang Sect.

"Back to Master, Senior Brother Jin Cong, who is presiding over the assessment, has just received news that the assessment has officially begun!" Behind Qingfeng Zhenren, a bright-eyed foundation building monk bowed down.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, why has the assessment method changed this year?" Qingfeng Zhenren asked in a cold voice in the first position on the left hand side, Hongxi Peak Master Zhang Hongxi.

"Senior Sister Zhang, this matter is a royal decree personally sent by the old ancestor from the retreat place, you don't have any other ideas, right?" Before Qingfeng could reply, a monk across from her replied.

Although the spiritual pressure of this monk is not as good as that of Zhang Hongxi, it is not very far behind, and he is a mid-stage Jindan monk.

This mid-stage Jindan monk was dressed in a fiery red robe, and there was a blood-red crane with wings soaring embroidered on his chest, and his eyes were dripping red with blood, and there was an indescribable evil intention.

"Hmph!Yanhe, I'll talk to the senior brother in charge, where is your qualification to interject!" Zhang Hongxi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly.

"Hehe, the old man has good intentions, if you offend the ancestor because of a trivial matter. I, Yan He, will definitely sacrifice my life to maintain the majesty of the sect in order to repay his old man!" A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Yan He's mouth, and a bloody light flowed from the eyes of the blood crane on his chest.

"Yanhe, you are looking for ...... death"

"Alright!" Aomine Zhenren on the main seat spoke: "This matter is indeed a royal decree issued by the old ancestor and his old man, but I think this matter also has certain benefits. ”

"In recent years, there has been constant friction between my Qingyang Sect and several surrounding sects, and many disciples have had accidents during trials. Some time ago, I heard that in Wolong City, five Qi cultivation stage disciples were killed one after another!"

"The old man has also heard about this matter, but as far as I know, Elder Zhang Hongxi seems to be in this city when the accident occurred in Wolong City, can you know the specific situation of this matter?" Yan He Zhenren raised his eyebrows and asked at Zhang Hongxi.

"At that time, I had more important things to do, and it had nothing to do with you Yanhe!"

"It's okay, it's okay, but the old man is pitiful of the five innocent disciples of the sect who died......"

"Yanhe!"

After this incident, the old man wanted to use the power of scattered cultivation to train the new disciples. If this group of disciples from the Xiuzhen family can't even defeat these scattered cultivators, there is no need for my sect to spend a lot of effort cultivating them!" Qingfeng didn't care about Zhang Hongxi and Yan He's saber-rattling, and said to himself.

"But Senior Brother in Charge, will those families agree to this matter?" Zhang Hongxi asked, and a chubby Jindan monk asked.

This person is the Qingyang Sect's Shuangling Peak Master Dan Sanjin, who cultivated to the early stage of Jindan. The blue-robed monk next to him was his Taoist companion, Lin Na'er, an early Jindan monk.

"Yes, Senior Brother in charge, after all, those families have paid a lot for my Qingyang Sect. Lin Na'er echoed: "Especially the one from Aoba Mountain, but even his most precious grandson has been sent in!"

"I personally inspected the disciple sent by the Ye family, and his cultivation qualifications are very good. The old man personally accepted him as a core disciple and already gave him an explanation!" Qing Feng frowned and said, "Besides, we are not the end of their way to get started, as long as ten disciples of these sixteen people survive the three rounds of challenges. The other families will never leave any opinion!"

"The head is wise!" Dan Sanjin and Lin Na'er glanced at each other and said in unison.

"Oh no!" Suddenly, Elder Zhang Hongxi whispered, undetectable.

However, the dozen or so monks present were at least in the foundation building period, and no matter how small their voices were, they could not be able to reach their ears.

"Senior Sister Zhang, what's the surprise?" asked Qingfeng Zhenren.

"Senior Brother Hui, do you remember promising the Qin family three things in Wolong City?"

"Of course I remember! The first thing I did was to let a Qi cultivator from my family enter the inner door, and the old man had already agreed. ”

"However, that disciple's cultivation is only the third level of Qi cultivation!"

"What, the third layer of Qi training!"

"Xie Nan, go and inform Jin Cong and let that junior of the Qin family enter the Qingyang Sect without taking the test!"

"Whoa!"

......

In the outer gate mountain square, Qin Ziyang stood alone in a formation about thirty zhang long and wide. This formation was nothing more than the simplest protective formation, which could withstand the full attack of the cultivators in the late stage of Qi training.

Outside the formation, there were two Qingyang Sect monks standing, maintaining the normal operation of the formation.

There are sixteen of these formations in Outer Gate Mountain, and each formation is surrounded by a dozen to dozens of scattered cultivators.

On the platform around the square, the more than 200 spirit children who had been collected by the Qingyang Sect were either trembling or excited and looking at the formation ring, cautiously touching the cultivation realm they were about to enter.

Outside Qin Ziyang's formation, there were more than a dozen scattered cultivators around, and there were many discussions from time to time. There were already two monks fighting in the other fifteen formation rings, but in front of Qin Ziyang's formation, it was strange that none of them took the stage to challenge!

"Dare to ask this fellow Daoist, is this person really one of the family monks who accepted the challenge?" Outside the formation, a loose cultivator asked the guardian monk of the Qingyang Sect.

The scattered cultivators who are still staying here have not yet entered the Qingyang Sect, and according to the rules, they can only call the Qi cultivators of the Qingyang Sect "Dao Friends," and never "Senior Brothers"!

"That's right! This person is one of the family cultivators of the Qingyang Sect!" Outside the formation, the dark-skinned guardian monk said coldly.

"Yes...... But he only has three layers of Qi training!"

"You don't care how many layers of Qi practice for him, you can't get up, get out of the way, make way for the others!"

"Who said that Lao Tzu is not up, I am on!"

"Fellow Daoist, I came first, I should be on it!"

"Shit! you were still behind me just now, go and line up, be careful that I cut you!"

Just when the battle in the other formation rings was in full swing, Qin Ziyang's formation ring actually had a strange side. More than a dozen monks crowded at the entrance of the formation, vying to come to the stage to challenge Qin Ziyang.

A cultivator who has cultivated to the third level of Qi, they can clean it up with a single finger!

All the casual cultivators present regarded Qin Ziyang as the softest persimmon!

Defeating him meant that as long as they defeated the other two casual cultivators, they would be able to enter the coveted inner gate of the Qingyang Sect!

"Senior brothers, little girl Wang Xuan'er, can you ask your senior brothers to let the little girl sacrifice her ugliness first?" Suddenly, a charming female voice sounded in everyone's ears.

When everyone looked back, there was a woman wearing a pink light veil and revealing her white skin, standing there prettyly, and a vague fragrance lingered between everyone's noses.

Many people showed a trace of obsession with the flow of the woman's two peach blossom eyes, and some even swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Stunner......"

"The little girl finally got here after trekking through mountains and rivers, and everyone's legs are a little sore, I don't know if you senior brothers are willing to give the little girl a chance?"

"Give to give, definitely give ......"

"Little beauty, come and call my brother to listen......"

"I hate you......"

With this pink figure smiling, several casual cultivators who could still stay awake before also sank one after another.

Soon, Qin Ziyang, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly moved in front of his eyes, and a pink figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hey, it's a woman!"