After walking along the mountain road for about ten minutes, everyone felt their eyes light up.
There is actually a separate courtyard in the middle of the mountain, with green bricks and green tiles, giving people the feeling of a villa.
"I will send it here, the rest is up to you."
After the gang leader said this, he turned around and left.
"My lord, wait a minute."
A young man in white clothes quickly took out a purple gourd from his sleeve and handed it to the guide.
"I wonder if there is anything that needs attention in this yard."
The guide weighed the purple gourd in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
"Boy, you are very good."
After speaking, the guide also looked at the others.
As soon as this glance came over, the others immediately reacted and took out all the gifts and sent them over. These people who came first were the same as Wu Chong and had tokens. If there were connections in the family, there would naturally be things that needed to be taken care of.
get ready.
All of a sudden, a lot of medicinal materials and elixirs were given to him. When it was Wu Chong's turn, he touched his sleeve like everyone else, then took out a big white steamed bun and put it on it.
He bought this steamed bun in the morning and ate the leftovers.
???
As soon as this gift came out, everyone else was stunned for a moment.
'Could it be some kind of special baby?'
Some people can't help but think of it.
No one thought that anyone would give steamed buns to guides or even chewed buns when they wanted to enter the Immortal Sect.
The guide was also a little dazed. He pinched it with his hand to confirm that it was a real steamed bun and then focused on Wu Chong's appearance.
“Multigrain steamed buns, very delicious.”
The guide looked away and put other gifts into his sleeves.
"This courtyard is the outer courtyard of Penglai Immortal Sect. After you enter, there will be special people to assess you. As long as you pass, you will be considered as joining the outer courtyard of Penglai Immortal Sect."
External college assessment.
Understood.
A group of young people with family information understood.
Wu Chong also pretended to understand and nodded.
In fact, he doesn't know anything now, not even why the pipe Lao Wangtou gave him can be recognized as a token. He doesn't know what the so-called token means.
Entered the door.
Soon new people came to pick them up.
This time it was two Taoist boys aged seven or eight.
The two little Taoist boys led them in a long circle, and finally stopped in an empty courtyard. The courtyard was about 200 square meters, with a dozen large iron cages placed in the middle.
Locked inside each iron cage is a beast covered with black fur, full of rage.
"Master, the people are here."
In the middle of the yard, a shirtless old man with a scarred face came back to his senses and looked at Wu Chong and the new group of people who came in.
This old man's appearance makes him look like he's a black boxer.
"Go over and fight them. Use all your strength!"
The scar-faced old man pointed to the iron cage in the yard and said to the group of them.
ah?
Get started and practice it? Several people showed timid expressions and wanted to protest against this assessment method.
It's a pity that the scar-faced old man had no intention of listening to their nonsense. As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples over there had already walked to the edge of the iron cage. One of them pointed at the man in white standing at the front and said.
"You, come here for the assessment!"
The man in white frowned, but still walked over calmly.
It can be seen that this man in white has some strength.
Bang!
The iron cage opens.
A black-haired monster jumped out of it instantly and rushed towards the nearest man in white.
"Paiyama hand."
The man in white stretched out his palm and drew it in front of him with one hand.
The internal force circulated and formed a circle in front of him. After the circle circled once, it turned into a shock wave and rushed towards the flying black-haired monster.
A bang!
The palm force exploded on the black-haired monster, slightly blocking the monster's movement. But then, the monster's arm passed through the obstacle and punched the man in white on the chest.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person flew backwards like tatters, hitting the wall behind and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Next."
For those who failed this kind of assessment, the disciples in the courtyard didn't even take a second look.
Since you have failed, it means that you have no chance to become a disciple of Penglai Immortal Sect, and you are destined to be an inferior person outside in the future.
The assessment continues.
The second one, the third one.
All of them were punched away just like the first man in white.
Wu Chong saw some general ideas during this process.
This black-haired monster is not a real beast. Its moves look simple when it is used, but in fact they have a trajectory. Especially the aura released by the black hairs on its body is slightly different from the outside.
resemblance.
Although it is very light, it really smells like a night demon!
Wu Chong watched all this in silence, and involuntarily recalled what Lao Wangtou said in his mind.
'Pollutants, who pollutes them?'
"These monsters couldn't have been created by Penglai disciples, right?"
Wu Chong felt as if he had discovered something.
"continue!"
After losing so many people in a row, the scar-faced old man was a little dissatisfied.
Fortunately, one of the next people finally passed the test. The first person to pass was the silent woman who went up the mountain with Wu Chong. Her strength may not be very good, but her speed is very fast. Her moves are also a little different, exuding a...
An aura similar to his Aoki Gong.
This woman also practices demon skills!
After the first one, the people who passed by later also came out.
These people are men and women, old and young.
Wu Chong also mixed in and performed a bit, fighting with the black-haired monster for a while before 'barely' defeating it.
The assessment is over.
Everyone who passed also came out.
These people who have passed have one thing in common, they have all practiced demon skills.
"Let's go to the next yard."
The scar-faced old man gave each of them a bamboo stick to those who passed, then turned and left. As for those who failed, someone would naturally come to take them down the mountain after a while.
Detection of the second yard is far less complicated.
An old man who was very drunk was lying on a bamboo chair. He glanced at the group of people who came in, reached out and clicked a few.
"You, you, you can go down the mountain."
The three people whose names were called looked confused and didn't understand why they were eliminated.
"Elder, are you..."
"Inferior demon skills are only achieved by relying on others to teach you skills. How could this kind of trash enter Penglai?"
After speaking, the drunken old man waved his sleeves.
A powerful force swept them away.
So strong!
Wu Chong's eyelids twitched.
He was thinking about the possibility of fighting this old man at full strength, but after speculating dozens of times, he couldn't find the possibility of winning.
At least ninth grade!
Wu Chong thought silently in his heart.
It’s still the ninth level brought up by demonic skills!
"You two can go down the mountain as well."
After driving away the three of them, the drunken old man took the wine gourd and took a sip. Then, as if he remembered something, he suddenly pointed at Wu Chong and another young man next to him and said.