'Ying Zheng' shook his head: "No one said that you can't do anything here."
"It's just that if you take action, you will be punished, that is, you will be expelled from the [Psychic Society]. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, the [Fairy], [Demon...] tribes will not take action. However, if you dare to
If their people are squeezed out of the list, these people may have to put all their efforts into it." Ying Zheng said solemnly.
After hearing this.
'Ye Xiu' was also shocked, and instantly realized that the old man never said from the beginning to the end that no action could be taken in the [Mission Hall].
It's just that these people are worried about punishment, so they don't dare to act rashly.
If they are really forced to the point of desperation, these powerful immortals and demons will probably fight to lose one or two spots and get rid of themselves.
After he figured it out, he no longer coveted the attachment of those alien races. Instead, he looked at the old man and said, "Senior, it's time to end this."
"No more gifts?" the old man said with a smile.
Ye Xiu said "Hmm..." and said, "No."
Whoosh!
As soon as these words came out.
The expressions of those aliens who had not yet had time to 'swear...' suddenly changed.
Only Kuva smiled.
He seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, looking at those sad people with a sarcastic look on his face.
"The list is locked." The old man said slowly.
Buzz, buzz…
On the yellow cloth, there was a flash of light.
Everyone's names are solidified.
"People who are twenty or more can find a 'house' nearby to live in and understand the avenue here." After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the others and continued, "The rest of them will stay with the old man.
Go up."
All I saw was a wave of its sleeves.
The first 'twenty...' people disappeared into the [Mission Hall] together with it.
"Ah, you little beast." 'Luo Qingxian' roared with red eyes.
When I think about my ranking.
Being pushed down.
Her heart began to throb.
"The matter has come to this, don't think about it. It's better to seize the time and find a place to calm down and understand the great road. What about being a deacon? In the end, it still depends on your own understanding. Even here, we still have a chance to take that step." Luo
Bai Yi smiled and comforted.
It's just that the smile on his face is uglier than crying.
After all, he was replaced.
Not only Luo Qingxian, but also...
"..."
Halfway up the mountain.
On a huge ancient tree with lush branches, the ‘old man’ led the first twenty people to the canopy of the tree.
I don’t know what kind of fairy tree it is. It’s so big. Just one leaf is as big as several houses, let alone the branches they are on.
The 'spiritual energy' and 'dao...' here are more than a hundred times richer than those in [Mission Hall].
Only when you are in it can you truly feel how small you are.
The location of the ‘branches’ is about three thousand meters away from the trunk of the tree.
The sun is shining brightly outside, but here it is drizzling.
Everyone is not weak, even among the ninth rank, he is still the best. It can be seen naturally that these are not 'rain...', but the spiritual water formed by the strong fairy spirit, falling from the leaves of the tree crown.
, only to form the scene in front of me.
"This is - [Tree with Name]." The 'Old Man' looked at the tree trunk not far away, his eyes full of sentimental introduction, and said: "If you want to become an inner disciple of our [Psychic Society],
You must leave your name on the [Name-Leaving Tree]. According to the past rules, everyone has three chances. If you fail, the next one will be opened five hundred years later."
"[Tree with a Name], is it the trunk?" 'Magic Oyster' licked his lips.
"Well..." The old man nodded and said: "There are a total of 36,000 names on the tree trunk. It is already full. If you want to leave names, you have to squeeze them down.
Successful people can inherit everything in their 'cave'. Although these people are just inner disciples, not even true disciples, their reality and destiny are far beyond your imagination.
As far as I know, the top ten people, although they have not surpassed the ninth level, their combat power can completely sweep through the ninth level like you, and even the super ninth level who encounter some weaknesses, they are all capable of fighting, and they
The treasures left behind are also rare and good things."
"Just leave your name, is it that simple?" Emperor 'Lian Huo' grinned and looked at the tree trunk eagerly.
It's only a few thousand meters away.
With their strength, they can naturally see the densely packed small names on the tree trunks.
Everyone is at the ninth level.
Even this tree has extraordinary material.
But just leaving your name, what's the difficulty?
"Is it simple?" The old man smiled, wondering if it was okay.
"Senior, there are no restrictions on methods, right?" Lianhuo licked his lips and looked at the old man and asked.
"casual…"
The old man nodded and said: "As long as you can do it, any method will do."
"Then I'll do it first." When Lian Huo heard this, how could he hold it back?
He took one step towards the trunk of the tree. As soon as he entered the raindrops, his expression suddenly changed drastically. Before anyone else could react, he pulled away and retreated to the branches.
"See for yourself." Lianhuo said with a dark face, turned around and looked at the crowd, only to see that its ancient fire body was riddled with holes, and even its life soul had been severely damaged.
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasped with a "hiss..." sound.
What a terrifying spiritual rain.
In just an instant, the 'Ninth Grade' boss was riddled with wounds.
If you stay a little longer, why don't you just melt it away?
"Senior, please give me some advice on how to leave your name?" 'Xian Qiong' said with a wry smile on his face.
"Aren't you going to try?" the 'old man' laughed.
"No..." Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and others shook their heads at the same time.
Just kidding, refining fires are not weaklings, even if they are stronger.
But everyone is at the ninth level, and their strength is limited. Even though the distance is only a few thousand meters, Refining Fire almost suffered disaster when he took just one step out.
They are not arrogant enough to think that they can surpass the refining fire so much.
"If you want to leave a name, there are only two ways..." 'Old Man' thought for a while and continued, "First, as a being beyond the ninth level, you can ignore the spiritual rain here and go directly to the tree trunk to carve your name.
On top."
Isn't this nonsense?
Many people rolled their eyes, having surpassed the 'Ninth Grade', who would appear to be okay and come to participate in the assessment of inner disciples?
Even if it is as powerful as the [Psychic Society], it will not allow people who are beyond the ninth level to be ordinary deacons.