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"I don't know how your arrangements are going."
"Don't worry, everything has been arranged."
Feng Ya said confidently: "Even if a flash cultivator with unknown origin like you enters the sect, he has to go through layers of scrutiny. It will be difficult to gain trust within a thousand years, let alone teach advanced exercises. Fortunately, We have forged a brand new identity for you, which is enough to fool you. You must not tell this secret, otherwise our Jianqin Building will have to bear a heavy price."
While speaking, Feng Ya threw him a token of 100 million yuan, with his name engraved on it.
"Thank you!"
Song Yifei has also experienced the ability of Jianqinlou.
It seems that he really needs to establish a good relationship with the other party in the future, which will greatly facilitate his actions.
"I would like to congratulate Mr. first."
Feng Ya said respectfully.
"polite!"
While speaking, Song Yifei turned into a blue light and flew out, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"My lord, have you seen his identity? I always feel that this person is not simple, and there may be some big conspiracy."
Feng Ya, facing the void around her, said respectfully.
The saint's avatar appeared next to her again.
"This guy is so powerful that even I can't detect it clearly. He can only be described as terrifying. What he wants to do has nothing to do with us, as long as we have business. I have already handed over those magic soldiers in exchange for a lot of money. The advantage of less. Here are ten million elixir, which are rewarded to you for making this business."
"Thank you, my lord!"
Fengya was very happy to get so many pills at once. To her, the income this time was worth tens of thousands of years of accumulation.
"Well! Pay attention to this person. If he really succeeds in breaking through the Holy Land, his potential will be almost immeasurable. The business will definitely be amazing when the time comes, as long as he can make another deal. I can recommend you to enter the Holy Land , there is a chance to break through the holy realm." The saint clone said.
"Thank you, my lord."
Hearing this Fengya, he immediately fell to his knees.
"I don't know what the Xuantianzong in this world of origin looks like? But don't run into the bloody thing like before!"
At this time, Song Yifei had already reached the depths of the ancient city of Zhongzhou, in front of the mountain gate of Xuantianzong.
The archway engraved with the three big characters of Xuantianzong goes directly into the clouds.
Behind the archway is a step leading to the sky.
At this moment, in front of this huge archway, are practitioners of all sizes, all in various realms.
These cultivators have many casual cultivators, and of course more are disciples of major forces.
These powerful forces are like the Hanging Mountains in Taizhou that he has come into contact with.
If there is a chance, I am afraid that Bailang, the owner of Xuankong Mountain, will send his daughter here to become a disciple.
Standing in front of this tall and majestic mountain gate, Song Yifei couldn't help but be filled with emotion, thinking of all kinds of past events.
Amidst the turbulent crowds and the worship of immortals, Song Yifei's mind was extremely peaceful.
The tide of thoughts and turbulent divine thoughts kept spreading, allowing him to almost grasp the hearts of everyone in this battle.
"I didn't expect so many people today."
"That seems to be the young master of the Nangong family. I didn't expect him to be sent here too."
"He is in the quasi-sage realm, as long as he enters the sect, he will immediately become a true disciple."
"It's really enviable. It's not like we can only be handymen after we go in."
"Whether you can be a handyman depends on whether you can pass the test, even if you really become a handyman. That is still superior to others, much better than being a casual cultivator outside."
"It is said that there is a great figure behind Xuantianzong who is the ancient great sage, but he disappeared. I don't know if it is true."
"We just want to find a place to settle down. We can't care about these big things."
Song Yifei heard a lot of discussions, his eyes looked over, and he saw that there were several angels in the southwest corner who were in charge of carrying the sedan chair.
Among the teaching materials, sat a young man with a calm and composed spirit. The young man was playing with a piece of jade pendant, and his aura was unfathomable, making it impossible to detect.
This young man is the young master of the Nangong family that the crowd said.
Obviously, this person is a peerless arrogance.
In Song Yifei's eyes? After scanning, she found that there were many such big figures in the crowd.
Even found several Yebei who surpassed the one he killed.
"when!"
Just as he was observing, a loud bell suddenly sounded from above the sky.
Afterwards, countless fairylands flew down from the steps, flying in the air.
Many of them are quasi-sages with powerful auras.
"Those who sign up for the assessment will enter it to accept the test according to their cultivation level."
"Follow me for those who are in the realm of human immortals, go there for those who are earthly immortals, and follow this senior brother for those who are in the realm of celestial beings. As for those who are in the realm of quasi-sages, go directly up the steps and go inside to participate in the assessment of true disciples."
A young disciple of Xuantianzong looked at him and gestured, his body exuded an icy cold air, which made everyone silent, and they dared not even release their spiritual thoughts.
This is a master of the quasi-sage realm, and he has cut three corpses, and his breath is extremely strong.
It is terrifying for ordinary people.
"It seems that there are really geniuses everywhere in Xuantianzong." Song Yifei sighed.
After all, this is the center of the origin world. It is not surprising that there are so many geniuses here. Geniuses are worthless, unless they are evildoers like him.
"This is the Flying Sword of Xuantianzong. It is rumored that he was able to survive under the hands of the saint many years ago, and he is called a legend."
"It's a terrifying talent to be able to escape life under the hands of a saint."
"That's right, I've heard that rumor too."
Looking at the young master in front of him, those quasi-sages who came to participate in the assessment, the divine sense began to fluctuate unconsciously.
Even Song Yifei was taken aback when he heard this. Originally, he thought that only people like himself could compete against the saint. I didn't expect that there are really geniuses who can reach this level by self-cultivation.
To be able to possess such an ability must be a person of great luck.
"Okay, arrange them according to their cultivation level immediately."
That Flying Sword shot at everyone one by one with his eyes, especially focusing on quasi-sages like Song Yifei.
Because people in Song Yifei's realm, after entering the sect, have the same status as him. The future is competition.
There are only so many resources in the sect, and if you want to reach a higher level, you need to pile up more resources. And if you want to get these resources, you need to rely on yourself to fight for and compete.
Only the strongest among them can be favored by the sect, get the most resources, and become a saint just around the corner.
The assessment is based on cultivation, and immortals correspond to handymen. Prepare disciples.
And those at the level of earth immortals are outer disciples.
Heavenly Immortals can assess inner disciples.
As for quasi-sages, they can directly assess true disciples. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com