On the road, disciples from the outer courtyard of Yaoxiren Valley kept saluting Jiang Yuan and others, but these disciples subconsciously ignored the fat old man.
The fat old man didn't seem to care about these false reputations. He looked at Su Han with kind and kind eyes all the way and asked about Su Han's origins.
"Su Guo, I have never heard of it, what is the cultivation level of the strongest person in your country?"
Murong Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with disdain.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If Su Han really had ninth-grade fire and had an extraordinary background, then if he offended Su Han so badly this time, there would definitely be hidden dangers in the future.
"Fetal Breath Realm."
Su Han's eyes moved and he smiled lightly.
The fetal breath realm?
Even Jiang Yuan's eyes showed a hint of disapproval.
To the group of elders from the outer dean of Yaosiren Valley, even the Great Zhou Dynasty was only a third-rate force in their eyes.
Only those great dynasties with Martial Lords at their command can impress them.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you follow my practice and enter the innate world, breaking Nirvana will be nothing. When the time comes, the country behind you will also benefit from you."
The fat old man said with a smile.
He didn't care about Su Han's background at all, he only asked because Yaoshirengu would conduct a thorough investigation on the background of his disciple's identity.
Ask clearly at the beginning to avoid misunderstandings later.
Not long after, everyone arrived at the Martial Arts Heritage Hall.
The outer courtyard of Yaoshiren Valley is very large, with countless peaks, and the martial arts inheritance hall is located halfway up a steep mountain.
The rock behind the Martial Arts Heritage Hall was carefully carved into a sitting warrior. This statue of a warrior is a hundred feet tall and majestic!
After everyone entered the hall, they were immediately greeted by a deacon. This deacon exuded the aura of the innate realm and seemed a little shocked by the arrival of Jiang Yuan and others.
"Did someone in the Martial Arts Heritage Hall make a mistake?"
The deacon was secretly frightened, and with a smile on his face, he bowed his hands to Jiang Yuan and others: "Xia Qing pays homage to the master of the hospital and the elders."
"Excuse me, is anyone using the Fire Sky Monument?"
Jiang Yuan smiled lightly.
The only function of the Martial Arts Heritage Hall is to test one's fire aptitude. On weekdays, it is sparsely populated, and it usually only gets bustling when Yaoxiren Valley opens its mountain to recruit disciples.
"There is a disciple from the outer courtyard who is taking his son to test his fire qualification. Are you going to let him leave now?"
Xia Qing said tentatively.
"No need, go and have a look."
Jiang Yuan smiled.
"Yes, please come with me."
Xia Qing nodded hurriedly.
Everyone passed through several courtyards and came to the deepest hall. Many people along the way were shocked by the lineup of the team in front of them. They didn't know what happened. The courtyard master and the elders came hand in hand. The Yuan from the outer courtyard came together.
At least half of the powerful men in the Dan Realm are here!
In the main hall, there is a huge stone tablet, with occasional puffs of white smoke rising from it. The white smoke fills the main hall, like a fairyland on earth.
In front of the stone monument, there were a middle-aged man and a seven or eight-year-old boy standing. The boy was gently placing his hand on the stone monument, looking nervous, as if he was waiting for something.
When Su Han saw this scene, his memory suddenly surged, and a similar scene appeared in his mind.
He was six years old at that time and was personally brought to the Zhou Dynasty by his mother and father.
There is also a similar Fire Sky Monument there, which can test fire qualifications below level six.
At that time, after his fire was measured to be of the sixth level, his father, the emperor, and his mother, both had happy smiles on their faces, and received a lot of praise.
No one would have thought that in just ten years, his martial arts fire would be framed and poisoned, causing it to wither.
If it weren't for the All-Heaven God-Emperor System, he would still be lingering in the Su Kingdom and being humiliated by others.
Everyone remained quiet, and the middle-aged man did not notice that there were so many people behind him. His attention was all on his son.
After a few breaths, a gentle silver light gradually bloomed on the Fire Sky Monument. At the same time, a number slowly appeared in the center of the Fire Sky Monument: five.
"Fifth grade fire!"
There was a hint of relief in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he stepped forward and patted the child on the head: "Son, come on, light the fire as soon as possible. The fifth grade is enough to qualify for admission to the outer courtyard."
"Yes, father."
The child's face was also filled with a happy smile, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yuan and others, and subconsciously became nervous.
"Master? There are so many elders?"
The middle-aged man turned around and saw a look of shock on his face. Then he hurriedly took his son and saluted everyone.
"Zhao Jiaolong, a disciple from the outer courtyard, pays homage to the courtyard master and the elders."
"Zhao Jiaolong, I remember you. You have been admitted to the hospital for more than 20 years. You are a fourth-grade fire kindling. Now you can skillfully refine first- and second-grade elixirs. You are at the third level of the Xiantian realm and can be regarded as a talent in the outer courtyard. Now your son
With fifth-level qualifications, your future prospects are limitless."
Murong Feng said with a smile.
"Elder Murong actually remembers me?"
A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhao Jiaolong's eyes, and then he was filled with infinite emotion. He cupped his hands toward Murong Feng and said, "Thank you, Elder Murong, for the compliment."
"Since your son has fifth-grade qualifications and is qualified to become a nirvana disciple, I will choose a good teacher for him when the time comes."
Murong Feng smiled.
"Thank you, Elder Murong!"
Zhao Jiaolong burst into tears of gratitude.
With Murong Feng helping his son choose a master, his son's future status in the outer courtyard is destined to be higher than his!
"Just step aside."
Murong Feng smiled and nodded, then his eyes fell on Su Han: "It's your turn."
"Boy, go ahead, I believe you won't lie to the old man."
The fat old man smiled at Su Han.
"The hospital master and elders are actually here to test my fire aptitude?"
Xia Qing, Zhao Jiaolong and others were all a little surprised.
Zhao Jiaolong's son stared at Su Han, with a hint of competitiveness in his eyes.
The fifth-grade fire kindling, placed in the outer courtyard of Yaoxiren Valley, is not weak. After all, this means that he will have the opportunity to advance to the Yuan Dan realm in the future.
Although not one of a hundred warriors with fifth-grade fire may be able to successfully advance to Yuan Dan, the one percent chance is beyond the reach of ordinary warriors!
Su Han smiled and walked slowly towards the Fire Sky Monument.
"System, can you cover up my ancient Purple Thunder Dragon and only let the Fire Sky Monument test the grade of Panwang Cauldron?"
"Can."
After receiving a positive answer from the system, Su Han was relieved. He also wanted to know which level his Panwang Cauldron was in the ninth rank.
Judging from the silver light emerging from the Fire Sky Monument just now, the Fire Sky Monument in Yaoshiren Valley should conduct a more detailed test on the grade of fire.
At least when he tested his fire qualification in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Fire Sky Monument did not emit any color of light.
Su Han's palm gently placed on the Fire Sky Monument.