On the sixth day of the lunar month, the snow is falling.

However, on the Imperial Ghost Sect, the black flag is like a forest, and it is very lively. The four main peaks and more than 100 partial peak disciples all gathered at the Falling Bone Peak, and on the huge square, the voices of people were boiling and the noise was abnormal.

Outside the mountain gate, immortal cultivators of various costumes came one after another, and the remaining three major sects and many small sects in Xiangguo came after hearing the news, and all kinds of teams were endless.

The much-anticipated annual test of the Imperial Ghost Sect is finally here!

"It turned out to be the Taihe Taoist friend of the Halal Gate who personally led the team, welcome!"

"Hey, Tiankui Daoist, I heard that you have been in retreat and cultivation for a hundred years, but I didn't expect you to come here today. ”

"Oh, isn't this Yunyou senior, please come in quickly, your Ten Thousand Swords Sect's sword test last year, the juniors are eye-opening. ”

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On the rugged mountain road, several old men with gorgeous hair were smiling and busy welcoming guests, and on the mountainside, in mid-air, monks of various factions came one after another.

The Imperial Ghost Sect is one of the four major sects of cultivation in Xiangguo, and the annual examination is not trivial, which is related to the replenishment of fresh blood in the sect and the excavation of elite disciples, which has a profound impact on the future development of the Imperial Ghost Sect, and also has a certain vigilance for the rest of the sects, which naturally attracts many sects to watch. And the high-level leaders of the Imperial Ghost Sect also had the psychology of deterrence and showing off, and those who came did not refuse to be welcomed.

Of course, the rest of the sects, almost every few years, also have some large and small exams, and most of the Imperial Ghost Sects will also send people there, so although there are fights between the various factions, but for such days, they are all harmonious, superficially coping, and respecting each other.

"Elder Fang, I heard that there will be many disciples with amazing talents in your Imperial Ghost Sect's annual examination this time, and we have a good eye today. ”

"Yes, I also heard that the seniors of your Council of Elders will go out to watch in person, but is there such a thing?"

"Elder Fang, can you reveal in advance that among the disciples of your annual examination this time, there are genius disciples above the tenth level of psychic?"

"Yes, in your last annual exam, there was a genius of the eleventh layer of psychic, it seems that he is a disciple named Yuan Hao, who was only twenty years old at the time, and he envied us to death. ”

Elder Fang led a group of people into the gate of the Imperial Ghost Sect and flew towards the Falling Bone Peak, along the way, many monks couldn't help but ask.

"Don't be impatient, the annual exam will begin, and the results will be revealed in a moment. Elder Fang smiled slightly, but said more.

These people were a little disappointed, but they looked forward to it even more, although they praised it on the surface, they secretly prayed in their hearts, don't let the Imperial Ghost Sect have any more young geniuses above the tenth level of psychic, otherwise they will compare their own sect to the bottom.

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In the stands, the three major peak masters of the Imperial Ghost Sect also brought people one after another, and the monks of each faction came forward to greet each other.

"Brother Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if your disciple of Ten Thousand Bone Peak will have a chance to win the first place in the annual examination today?" A tall middle-aged monk came to Jiang Wuji's side and greeted him.

"Brother Yunxiao, I think Brother Wan's Ghost Xiaofeng disciple should be stronger, this first place, it must be Brother Wan's personal disciple. Another man in a purple robe looked at him with a smile, standing beside Wan Feixun, he was at odds with Jiang Wuji, so he naturally wanted to hit him.

Jiang Wuji was not annoyed, he glanced at Wan Feixun meaningfully, looked at the purple-robed man and said with a smile: "Tiankui Daoist is right, the personal disciple of the Lord of Wanfeng is of course stronger than mine, the first place in this year's test must be his Ghost Howling Peak." ”

The corners of Wan Feixun's eyes twitched, and he glanced at him, but he didn't speak.

In another place, the black-clothed beauty Xie Ning was surrounded by many Jade God Realm monks, these people were full of smiles, currying favor without a trace, and then they had nothing to say, praising some of the female disciples behind Xie Ning.

The coldness and flamboyance of the evil condensation, as well as the unfathomable cultivation, made these backbones of various factions with unusual status and status can't help but be thrilled and compete to talk.

And Xie Ning herself is still a cold and cold appearance, although today is different from the past, if she wants to give these people face, she has to speak, but when people say a word, she just nods her head casually, and sometimes spit out a word, still expressionless and impatient.

There was no trace of the evil little evil, and it was not surprising that she should have run into the middle of the crowd again, using her beauty to trick those foreign disciples who didn't know her.

The sun rises and the snow stops. Almost all the people from the various sects had already arrived and sat down, and a huge black cloud suddenly flew from the sky not far away, and Xu Zhong, the sect leader of the Imperial Ghost Sect, came with five old men from the Council of Elders, laughing.

The annual examination has finally begun.

And in the Ghost Mist Peak at the lowest level of the Imperial Ghost Sect, Yang Que was still fighting with the two girls, and they were very happy.

These days have never stopped cultivating, so that his cultivation has suddenly broken through to the peak of the psychic realm, the twelfth layer of psychics, and the golden flower in the small ding, also used three, he is still not satisfied, continue to cultivate!

The later he went, the more energy he needed, and after melting four golden flowers in a row, the demand in his body was finally saturated, and he had reached the peak of the twelfth layer, and he was only one step away from breaking through.

Cultivate! Cultivate again!

The two girls were red-faced and panting, although they couldn't bear it, they didn't dare to say anything, gritted their teeth and insisted.

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"Miao Qian, a disciple of Evil Cloud Peak, has seven layers of psychic, and in the past three years, he has grown by two layers, and his talent is good, and the Lord of Evil Peak can be accepted as a disciple of his own lineage. A girl in black performed a technique, revealing her cultivation, and the elders would look at each other and open their mouths to announce.

"Yes. Evil Ning stood up, bowed slightly to the five old men, and then said to the excited girl on the stone platform, "Come here." ”

The face is cold and unkind.

"Wow! Senior Sister Miao has become a personal disciple!" In the crowd, some disciples exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes, her cultivation was lower than mine at the beginning, but I didn't expect that now she has become a personal disciple, and from then on, her status is much higher than ours. Many of the disciples sighed secretly, their faces full of envy and jealousy.

"Zhang Yun, a disciple of Evil Cloud Peak, has not made the slightest progress in the past three years, so he will stop supplying cultivation resources for the time being, and observe in the future. After another black-clothed girl came to the stage to show her cultivation, the elders announced with a blank face.

When the girl heard the result, her body trembled, her face was full of decadence, and she silently got off the stone platform.

"It's really pitiful, Senior Sister Zhang is done now, there are no cultivation resources, what can I do in the future. "There are sympathies.

"Hmph, let her be proud before, now it's time to cry. "Someone gloated.

A disciple came to the stage to show his cultivation, some were happy, some were sad, and some were slumped and defeated.

"What about the waste?" Wan Feixun watched as time passed little by little, and it was about to be his turn to be the Ghost Howling Peak, but Yang Que, who was still his personal disciple in reputation, still did not appear, and was suddenly a little annoyed.

Lin Baiyun sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Master, I heard those disciples say that that kid is still sleeping with a woman in Ghost Mist Peak, and he didn't think about coming at all." ”

Wan Feixun's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn!"

Jiang Wuji on the side saw that his face was gloomy and angry, and he glanced behind him with a sneer, and then said in surprise: "Hey, Brother Wan, what about your personal disciple who was abandoned by you when the meridians were blocked? ”

When Wan Feixun heard this, the purple-robed man beside him, Tiankui, was also slightly stunned, and then remembered something, glanced at the disciple of Ghost Xiaofeng, and his face was full of doubts: "Yes, Brother Wan, I also heard that you have accepted a powerful disciple of Ghost Xiaofeng, what about others?"

Yunxiao, who was good friends with Jiang Wuji, sneered with a sarcastic face: "Tiankui Daoyou, you don't seem to have good ears, Brother Jiang also said just now, that disciple's meridians were blocked and abandoned by Lord Wanfeng, and you still said that he was powerful, isn't this obviously sarcastic Brother Wan?"

Tiankui frowned, looked at Wan Feixun with a gloomy face beside him, and said in a low voice, "Brother Wan?"

Wan Feixun's eyes twitched, and he said coldly: "That waste, it's not my disciple!"

Jiang Wuji smiled, with obvious mockery on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Lord Wanfeng, don't be discouraged, the first place in this annual exam must be your Ghost Xiaofeng, hahaha......" After speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.

Wan Feixun's gaze froze, and his face became even more gloomy.

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Rumble!

When the annual trial on the Falling Bone Peak was in full swing, on the Ghost Mist Peak, in a dark cave mansion, Yang Que finally broke through!

"I've finally broken through to the Agility Realm!"

Ignoring the entanglement of the snow-white and trembling bodies of the two girls, Yang Que jumped up and shouted excitedly in his heart.

"Annual exam, little junior sister, I'm here!"

He was dressed, his eyes were like stars, and he was shining brightly.