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After entering the door and becoming a true disciple, there will be competition for the chief disciple every once in a while.
Anyone who becomes a chief disciple will be cultivated, and will surely stand out in the end, just like the top student in the secular high school entrance examination.
Only by becoming a saint can one get rid of these things and become a real overlord, an adult who leads one side.
According to Ye Bei's memory, the disparity in the treatment of disciples of each class in Xuantian Sect is incalculable.
With such a huge disparity in remuneration, the difficulty of assessment is naturally more difficult.
Especially the true disciples among them not only need to be extremely talented, but also must be innocent, otherwise they will not be reused at all.
Song Yifei's group of people were all peerless masters in quasi-sage realm. And everyone's background is a disciple of a big family like the Bai family in Taizhou.
All of them are powerful and unfathomable, and they have hidden methods, and their fighting power is terrifying.
With so many geniuses vying for the position of true disciple, one can imagine how fierce the battle would be.
Before the three gates, the disciples divided into four torrents and went in four directions.
Song Yifei followed a group of quasi-sages to the top step, high above, with a feeling of looking down on all living beings.
The entire ancient city of Zhongzhou came into view.
In this huge ancient city, Xuantianzong is the highest position.
When he got to the top of the steps, looking at the magnificent and boundless scenery, Song Yifei couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion deep in his heart.
It is rumored that there are one hundred and eight thousand streets in this city, each of which is hundreds of millions of miles long, blessed by the power of space, infinitely far away.
There are a large number of forbidden laws covering the sky above the city. After flying to a certain height, it can no longer rise at all.
Almost no one can see the whole picture of the whole level.
If you want to really know the situation of the whole city, you can only stand at the highest point of Xuantianzong Mountain Gate.
"Senior brother Yun, there are quite a few disciples who came to participate in the assessment this time! Even Nangong Lieyang from the Nangong family has come. It is rumored that his strength has reached the supernatural realm, unfathomable! You must know that soon, the sect will Running for chief disciple. Maybe he came here just for this!"
Song Yifei and others were walking on the steps, and the old disciples who were in charge of leading the team were discussing in front of them.
"Recently, I don't know what happened to the world of origin. Inexplicable changes are taking place. Those big families are probably also aware of something. They are afraid of turmoil in the whole world, and they want to send the family's children into the sect and keep them. Incense, there is a chance to make a comeback."
That "Flying Sword" Yun Yuan sneered and said: "Just because they still want to compete with me for the chief position, it's just a dream."
"Brother, you should not take it lightly! The identity of the chief disciple is no small matter. Only by becoming the chief disciple can you enter the depths of the sect and make a breakthrough in the cultivation of king-level spiritual veins! But I saw the young master of the Su family in the crowd. He is an innate sacrament."
A disciple of Xuantianzong said.
"As long as they are in the quasi-sage realm, I have no fear. But I can take advantage of this assessment to see their details."
Yun Yuan's eyes flickered.
Song Yifei still looked dull and dull. He had already seen that there were many powerful characters among the disciples who came to participate in the assessment.
However, he is extremely confident in his own strength, so he is not worried.
He was even more curious about the background of this sect.
"when!"
Following the sound of a loud bell, the clouds and mist that shrouded the high steps gradually dissipated.
Song Yifei found that he and others were in a huge square at this moment.
The square was built with a unique spar, which was very strong, piece by piece, and it seemed that a large number of runes were engraved on it.
There are a lot of footprints and sword aura on these crystals, as if a fierce battle had taken place.
After arriving at the square, all the quasi-sages looked into the depths of the square.
There is a huge throne there, on which sits a figure exuding a strong aura of the holy way.
The powerful aura condenses into smoke and turns into various visions.
This is obviously a saint, and he is much more powerful than all the saints Song Yifei has met.
Those like Bailang, Meng Tianwei, and Ming Fen cannot be compared with them at all.
"It seems that this saint who is in charge of the assessment! Really powerful!""Fly secretly."
"Everyone, I am the person in charge this time, the Saint of Nanyao!"
The saint opened his eyes with a swish, and shot across the field.
In an instant, everyone felt that all the secrets in their hearts were being seen by the eyes of the sage Nanyao.
"Many of the people present are from great families of Martial Arts from all continents, and I myself have some connections with your grandparents and fathers. But this time the assessment has nothing to do with the interests of the sect, and I will never bend the law for personal gain. I think If you want to join the Xuantian Sect, you must show your true abilities and compete here."
"Sage Nanyao, you and my father once teamed up to hunt down evil spirits. We all know how to behave righteously. We will never break the rules. Although there are many geniuses present, I am fully confident!"
A senior candidate who participated in the assessment stepped out from the crowd and talked freely.
He answered the conversation in disregard of the rules at this time, obviously he was very familiar with the saint of Nanyao.
"This person is the young master of the Meng Family, Meng Jiqu, his father and Nanyao Saint are life and death friends!"
"What? In this way, he doesn't need to take the exam at all!"
"That's not necessarily the case. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even the sage of Nanyao would not dare to go too far. Besides, Xuantianzong would never allow this kind of thing to happen. Those who dare to participate in the assessment are all extraordinary. Wait a minute Now that he has been defeated, let me see what he will say."
Someone sneered on the sidelines.
"It's ridiculous to want to enter Xuantianzong by relying on connections."
Nangong Lieyang, who was playing with the jade pendant in his hand, came out of the teaching materials, his eyes full of sarcasm.
"You guys are so courageous, you dare to mock me! I will let you die later without a place to bury you."
Hearing the taunt behind him, Meng Ran turned around, his eyes full of cold killing intent.
"I would like to see how you killed me!"
"You are the one who died, hurry up and notify your family to get the body!"
"The young master will pull out your tongue later, let's see if you still dare to be arrogant!"
All young masters are all powerful, arrogant and boundless, and everyone is very confident in their own strength.
"Okay, I know you are all rebellious people, but since you have come to our Xuantianzong, you must obey our Xuantianzong's rules! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Facing this group of young, energetic and rebellious young masters, even the Nanyao saints in the saint realm feel a headache.
Although the quasi-sages present were crazy, they were not fools.
No one dared to confront a sage openly. When the sage of Nanyao spoke, everyone shut up.
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