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Chapter 1109: Chicken Hobbies

 As soon as he came here, Zhuge Yuan discovered that the heaven and earth field here contained the energy of four immortal veins.

Around the square, many disciples of the Tyrant Sect also came, looking at the new batch of junior brothers and sisters who were about to join the sect, discussing and giving advice.

"Why are the disciples of this generation so miserable, so only so many people came back?"

"Yes, there were 60,000 people in our class who passed the examination and entered the sect. There are too few people in this class."

"Junior brothers, you don't know this. It is said that during this assessment, before entering the battlefield outside the territory, they were intercepted and killed by the Crocodile Tribe army. More than half of them died before entering the battlefield."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a bunch of unlucky guys. Look, there are quite a few junior sisters who are quite pretty."

The old disciples gathered around the square, watching the new batch of disciples talking and pointing.

"Ba Tian Zong, Dad, I am finally going to join the Ba Tian Zong that you have dreamed of."

The new disciples who have experienced the life and death test look at their surroundings and are full of expectations for the future.

"Now let's start counting the merits. The monks with registered residence in Tianwaitian will first line up in seven teams and come over to take stock of the merits."

Wang Qing shouted loudly.

Beyond the sky, the former disciples of the seven sects immediately divided into seven teams, but this team looked extremely cold after one point.

There are only over one hundred and fifty disciples of the seventh genus of Ba Tian Sect and Ba Dao Mansion.

Hengshan Sword Sect and Tianfu Palace are not much better.

As for the Spear Intent Sect, the Imperial Fist Sect, the Thousand Shadows Sect, and the Yaodu Caves, these forces are doing better, with over a thousand people alive.

"Why are there so few people in the Ba Dao Mansion this time?"

"Yes, there are only so many people in our old sect."

In the clouds, there is a group of figures towering over the sky, overlooking the disciples below.

An ancient strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, carrying a huge sword on his back, looked at the disciples of Ba Dao Mansion and frowned.

This Ba Tian Sect elder was originally from Ba Dao Mansion.

There were also several elders of the Tyrant Sect who came from the Tianfu Palace and the Hengshan Sword Sect, and they couldn't help but frown when they saw that their old sect's disciples were so few.

"Young Disciple, I can only say that the people of your generation are not good enough. Look at our Spear Intention Sect disciples, there are several times more people than you."

There were also other elders from the seven genera who couldn't help but make fun of him.

"Fart, our Hengshan Sword Sect's chief disciple this time, Zhao Tianxuan's strength is among all the seven attributes this time. His strength must be ranked among the top three."

An elder in green who was holding a sword snorted coldly. He looked at the disciples of the Hengshan Sword Sect and frowned: "Hey, where is Zhao Tianxuan?"

"That's right, the current chief of our old sect, Qian Zhan, has already understood the meaning of the Heavenly Blade early. Will he be inferior to you in terms of his internal core?"

An elder who was born in Zhiba Daofu also refuted.

"Strange, where is our hall master's direct disciple, Lu Kai?" An elder from Tianfu Hall also did not see the leader of their disciples.

Little did he know that three of the seven chief disciples of Tianwaitian were killed by a certain Yin Ergou in one fell swoop.

Below, the people in the admissions hall began to count their merits.

"Deng Tianling, from the Imperial Boxing Sect, has meritorious service of 1.02 million, killed fifty-two Xiaoyao Heavenly Kings of the Crocodile Tribe, and is qualified as a core disciple!"

Among a group of people counting the merits of the Imperial Fist Sect, a deacon disciple from the admissions hall counted the merits of Deng Tianling, the chief of the Imperial Fist Sect, and announced it loudly.

"With 1.02 million meritorious deeds, he entered the core by virtue of his meritorious deeds. This Deng Tianling is so awesome!"

Many examination disciples were envious and looked at a young man in golden clothes with a strong build and arms that were thicker and longer than ordinary people. The skin of his fists turned out to be pale gold, with special light patterns flowing inside.

Deng Tianling, chief of the Imperial Boxing Sect.

The corners of Deng Tianling's mouth were raised, and his expression was a bit arrogant.

"Yaodu Cave, Dujiu, has meritorious service of 1,048,000, and has obtained core disciple qualifications!"

A deacon disciple from the Yaodu Cave faction said loudly.

"Dujiu, this guy is also very strong, and his meritorious service is even higher than that of Deng Tianling." Many people looked at the figure that liked to be shrouded in black robes and shrouded in black air, and they also showed fear.

"Thousand Shadow Sect, Nie Kuangyun, meritorious service is 1,012,000! Obtained the core qualification!"

"Ning Xuanxuan of the Lingdan Sect, with a meritorious service of 920,000, has been confirmed and promoted to the eighth-grade spiritual alchemist, and will be escorted to the core of the Alchemy Palace!"

There is a woman in red, Ning Xuanxuan of the Lingdan Sect, who has obtained core qualifications through her alchemy skills.

As for the Spear Intention Sect, Yue Ying checked her merits and handed over a storage ring with merits. A lot of bones, true pills and other things were dug out. After the inspection, her merits shocked countless people.

"Yue Ying, your meritorious service is one million and one million! Spear Intent has completely entered the realm of reaching the sky, and you are qualified to be promoted to core disciple!"

"The Spear Intention reaches the sky, and the meritorious service is 1.1 million. Oh my god, is this generation's Chief of the Spear Intention Sect so powerful?"

"It's amazing. I'm afraid the Spear Intention Sect will have one of the top ten core Tianzong disciples in the future."

"Junior sister Yue Ying is so amazing."

Yue Ying's meritorious service attracted the attention of the whole audience at this moment.

Yue Ying's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor sad. Instead, she glanced at the mainland monks, Xiang Chen and others.

"Young breast brother, it's okay." Xiang Chen gave her a thumbs up.

"Bah, shameless." Yue Ying snorted coldly, still not giving Ergou a good look.

"Haha, okay, the disciples of my Spear Intent Sect are so handsome this year."

A Qiangu elder of Tianzong laughed loudly and looked proud.

Among the poor sects such as Ba Dao Mansion, Hengshan Sword Sect, and Tianfu Palace, not a single core emerged this time.

A few people who were destined to join the core were all slaughtered by someone and their merits were robbed of them.

Finally, it was the turn of the mainland monks. There were many mainland monks, and they were divided into long teams to check their merits.

However, among the monks in the mainland, there is basically no one who has achieved millions of meritorious deeds. However, there is a genius named Yanzhan who has truly entered the realm of Heaven and obtained the core qualifications.

"No way, people from mainland China are so bad? Not even one person with millions of merits."

"Look, there are so many of them. They might go into the battlefield outside the territory and hide. Whoever dares to fight against the crocodile people will get any merit."

"The country bumpkins in mainland China are just bumpkin after all. No wonder it's hard to find talented people."

The disciples of Tianwaitian remained silent after seeing the mainland monks inspecting them. Many of those who liked to show off their superiority couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"You motherfucker, boy, who are you calling a rubbish?" A young mainland monk couldn't help but scolded him back.

The disciple of the Imperial Fist Sect smiled coldly: "I'm talking about you. There are more than 10,000 monks in mainland China, and not one of them has a million-dollar meritorious service. Don't you think it's embarrassing? You're just a bunch of useless people making up the numbers?"

"you!"

This mainland young man was so angry that his true energy surged, but he had nothing to say.

"Young man who practices Wang Ba Quan, can we make a bet about flying?"

At this time, Xiaoji suddenly came to the Tianwaitian monk in frustration.


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