Are you here to take part in the assessment of the 'inner sect' disciples? With this strength, you are more than enough to be an elder.
Xian Qiong shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said: "Senior, tell me the second method!"
Others also looked over.
Not daring to take a breath, he looked at the old man nervously.
Even Lianhuo has restrained his impatience, lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to make mistakes again. After all, he had suffered enough from the previous Lingyu.
"The second way?"
The old man said "Hmm..." and looked in the direction of the tree trunk with a look of nostalgia in his eyes. He slowly said, "It's not too difficult to leave a name on the 'tree trunk'."
,
When the [Psychic Society] was at its peak, there were only a few disciples who could achieve this step. The simplest way was to use 'soul power' to wrap your 'consciousness', pass through the spiritual rain, and then use your own
The rules are pens, write your names,
As for whether you can squeeze other people's names out of the tree trunk, it depends on how tyrannical the rules you control are. I thought about it carefully. I only have three chances. For you, it is too harsh.
Speaking of which, you people have never been trained by the [Psychic Society], and the rules you master are uneven. It is almost impossible to squeeze the people above out of the tree trunk in a short time, so,
I have decided that there is no limit to the number of times, you can keep trying until you are exhausted."
"Can I keep trying?"
"Very good!"
Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and others all looked ecstatic: "So, there is no limit to the number of inner disciples? As long as they are lucky, everyone can advance?"
The old man nodded and said, "That's pretty much it. Let's get started."
The voice fell.
The group of people didn't move. They just stood there, rubbing their hands and looking at the others with a smile on their face, not trying to be the one who stood out.
No one is stupid. Anyway, there are no restrictions on the number of people, the number of times, and the time... It is better to leave it to the end and gain more experience.
After all, no one knows how much consumption it takes to "leave a name". What if after trying a few times and finally finding the right method, the soul power is exhausted?
This is a pure injustice.
After seeing the stalemate for a long time, no one came up to try. Even the [Fire Refining] Emperor actually cowered in the crowd and did not rush up to shout "I'll do it...".
This made everyone a little uncomfortable.
Are the [Fire] Clan who are not bad-tempered still the [Fire] Clan?
The eyes of 'Gu You...' wandered around for a few times, looking at the fairy dome and the magic oyster, and pursed their lips at the position where the fire was refining.
The two people immediately understood and said with a smile: "Chief Lian, don't you give it a try?"
The [Fire] tribe is just impulsive.
Not stupid!
Who wants to be the wronged?
'Lianhuo' curled his lips, and just as he was about to fight back, he heard the demon oyster slowly say: "Brother Qiong, don't encourage it. From what I can tell, Chief Lian is probably scared out of his mind.
"
"What... stuff?"
Xian Qiong's eyes widened, pretending to be surprised, and said: "The [Fire] tribe is so courageous?"
"Look what you said? Can't the [Fire] tribe be timid?" 'Gu You' said with a bluffing face.
"Okay, I guess I said something wrong." 'Xian Qiong' smiled and waved his hand.
"In that case..."
‘Demon Oyster’ paused: “It’s better for us [Demons] to give it a try.”
"My [Immortal] clan is the second one." Xian Qiong said.
"I am the third one. As for the [Fire] tribe, they are scared out of their wits anyway, so let's just let them be the last one." 'Gu You' said unhurriedly.
Seeing the people of the [Immortal], [Demon] and [Ancient God...] clans, talking to each other about refining the fire, everyone present saw it, and they were already laughing in their hearts.
They really want someone to take the lead, so how can they remind the Fire Tribe not to be fooled?
As expected, for the impulsive and irritable Lian Huo, even though he had figured out that this was the opponent's little trick, he still couldn't turn his head around.
Its eyes were red, its fists were clenched, and it was looking at a few people with a loud sound. The beast's breath was constantly spraying out from its nose, and the temperature of the flames on its body was "squeaking..."
It's rising.
Such a naked mockery, not to mention refining fire, even the [Fire] clan elder next to him was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.
When have they, the [Fire] tribe, been so scorned by others?
Still...cowardly? Damn it, the [Fire] tribe has become ruthless, and even dared to take a few bites of 'Sky'.
Before Lian Huo could speak, the elder of the [Fire] tribe walked out directly, glared at Xian Qiong and Demon Oyster, and after a few glances, he slapped his chest loudly, and said: "Bang, bang..."
Patriarch, if you are afraid, let me go first, I am not afraid of nothing but spiritual rain."
"I'm... afraid that you're just a weakling." Lian Huo got angry and kicked it several tens of meters away. His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and he said, "You want to kill me? Believe it or not, I will destroy you."
The elder of the [Fire] tribe looked aggrieved: "Then...you old man, you should go."
"Why are you panicking?"
Lianhuo glared at it, then turned to look at everyone: "Grandsons, you have seen it clearly, let grandpa take the lead for you, a bunch of eggless things."
Only one step away from it.
He walked to the edge of the branches.
Seeing this scene, the people of 'Xian Qiong', 'Magic Oyster...' couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, they must be from the [Fire] tribe, even their own people would jump out to encourage them.
If it were another alien race.
Anyone with any brains would advise the impulsive patriarch...
"Chief Lian, you are so powerful!" 'Xian Qiong' gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.
"We, the [Demons] clan, are willing to be inferior." 'Demon Oyster' also followed suit.
See what these people are doing.
He really exploded the ‘Refining Fire’.
Ye Xiu, who was standing not far away, was also speechless for a while. He turned to look at Ying Zheng beside him, with a puzzled face, and said: "How did the [Fire] Clan's brains survive to this day?"
'Ying Zheng' thought for a while and said: "It should be because he is strong. He can defeat all means with one force. That's pretty much what it means. If you don't have enough brains, you can use force."
"..." Ye Xiu.
Don't talk about them.
Even the old man looked at the refining fire with a strange expression. He had been in the [Psychic Society] for so many years and had seen a lot of brainless aliens.
But people like the [Fire] tribe are really rare, even rare.
After all, it is normal for a group of people to have a few reckless men, but it is a bit rare for the entire clan to be all reckless.
"Clan leader, let them slash your buttocks with a knife today..." the [Fire] clan elder shouted loudly.
Lianhuo was confused: "What do you mean?"
"Open your eyes." The elder of the [Fire] tribe puffed out his chest and said proudly.