When the last bit of setting sun sets on the mountain peak, the world suddenly becomes calm.

The yellow sand does not roll, and the wind roars no longer.

All the undead soldiers who were still rushing suddenly stopped at the same time.

Then with a whistle, the phantom soldiers turned into dust and dissipated, and even the real undead soldiers were scattered back to the skeletons.

After a moment of dullness and tranquility, cheers finally sounded on the battlefield.

"Success!"

"We survived!"

"Passed!!!"

The cheers continued to burst into ears, breaking the brief calm.

Ning Ye stood there quietly, motionless.

He suffered too many injuries and was cut three times on his face, including his chest, waist, abdomen, arms and legs. He was all stabbed.

However, the worst thing was the sneak attack of the blue-faced man, which brought not only the surface injuries, but also the internal severe injuries. The wound did not heal and blood flowed.

Ning Ye felt that his blood was about to run dry.

Very miserable!

Just to fight for a master, I paid such a price.

Is it worth it?

Of course not worth it.

Even if he just becomes an outer disciple, Ning Ye is confident that he can slowly get to power.

But he can't do that.

His goal is too big, so big that every step of the plan may be a natural disaster.

Faced with such a arduous task, neither wisdom nor force are the most important.

Determination is!

Only by having the courage to burn your boats and ignoring all the hardships and determination can you hope to see such a little success.

For this reason, he would not give himself any reason to retreat.

There is no value or no value, only doing or not doing.

The cheer continued until a group of people from the black and white divine palace appeared in the sky, a small number of whom were disciples, but there were fifty real immortal masters in the center.

The strength of these fifty immortal masters varies. The lowest is the Hua Wheel Realm, and the highest is the Wan Dharma Realm, and five of them are particularly conspicuous.

A man in white, with a pale complexion, hand-washed bamboo fan and a strange smile on his face.

This is the Wuyang Gongsun Ye.

A woman in colorful clothes, with a jacquard basket, standing on the auspicious clouds, looks a little lazy and has a lot of charm in her eyes and eyebrows.

Guan Cai Niang, a disciple of the Haiyan Sect, killed her master because of an affair with her master. After being scolded by her master, she destroyed her master and fled all over the sect. When she appeared again, she was already a member of the Black and White Divine Palace.

An old man also looks kind-hearted and kind-looking.

His name is Zhu Baicang, and he is called the old man of compassion. The old man of compassion is called the people of the world and cannot see all sentient beings suffering. Fortunately, the dead do not have to suffer. Therefore, when he sees suffering, he will give death to relieve pain, and tens of thousands of people will relieve pain because of it.

A bald master, a merciful face, always kind.

Master Wumo, the thing he likes to say the most is that my heart is inherently good.

Master Wumo advocates that God has the virtue of being alive, so he never kills. He will not kill his opponent, but will only nullify his opponent's skills, cut off his limbs, dig his tongue, destroy his eyes, and destroy his nose. If there is someone who has achieved success in cultivating immortals, he will destroy his soul and finally let it flow and float away. As for life and death in the future, God will decide it, which has nothing to do with the master.

Therefore, the Master Wumo who never kills, and the old man who likes to relieve others' pain and send them liberation, are known as the two great good people in the Black and White Divine Palace.

Finally, there was another man, a man in a strong suit full of masculinity, with a pair of tiger eyes, bright and energetic. Standing there, he gave people the feeling of boundless murderous aura rising into the sky. He obviously had no weapon on his body, but his whole body was like a knife, showing his sharpness.

Zhang Liekuang, the Seven Killing Heavenly Sword, has a fierce and violent temperament, is extremely brave in combat, and has an infinite power in one hand.

These five people are all at the peak of all laws, and each of them can crush the heads of a sect like Xin Ranzi. In the Black and White Divine Palace, there are as many as thirty-six existences as they are, also known as the Four Nine Demons, and their status is only below the Twelve Heavenly Gangs.

In other words, such a terrifying person is not even at the top in the Black and White God Palace.

The five people were led by a total of fifty immortal masters, and they were the ones who received the quota for recruiting disciples this time.

As long as you get the approval of these fifty people, you can be included in the door, which is naturally the first-class treatment.

Next, you can enter the divine palace and become an outer disciple.

Again, I could only get out of shame.

At this moment, when the immortal masters appeared, everyone below bowed down, but Ning Ye was still standing, which made him stand out like a crane and particularly conspicuous.

"Bold, I dare not worship when I saw the immortal master!"

Below fifty people, several disciples from the Black and White Divine Palace sternly scolded Ning Ye.

"Shut up." A voice said: "This person has been fighting hard and overdrawn, and his strength has been exhausted, and it is all supported by a will. If he bows, he may not be able to stand up from now on."

It was Zhang Liekuang who spoke.

The Killing Heart Sword Technique is what he left behind, and is one of his Seven Killing Heavenly Swords.

Ning Ye chose this knife and rushed to him.

At this moment, Zhang Lie looked at Ning Ye and said, "This child has average muscles and bones qualifications, but the Seven Killing Heavenly Sword does not value qualifications, muscles and bones, but the heart and mind are more important. This child has excellent heart and mind understanding, and is the best candidate to join my school."

As he said that, he bounced his fingers and a pill had already entered Ning Ye's mouth.

Ning Ye felt a warm current in his body arise, and those serious injuries began to recover.

So... have I finally succeeded?

A hint of joy appeared in his heart, and Ning Ye closed his eyes and completely fainted.

When she woke up again, Ning Ye found herself lying on a stone bed, surrounded by mountain walls, and there was no decoration, but it was extremely simple.

I turned over and sat up and found that the injuries on my body had healed completely.

"Wake up, wake up!"

A sharp voice screamed, looking up, there was a strange-looking colorful bird screaming, which looked a bit like a parrot, but its beak was not that curved.

Ning Ye knew that this was a good news bird, a bird born with a good talker, and was often used to spread messages.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ning Ye had already heard a voice: "Come here when you wake up."

It was Zhang Liekui's voice.

Ning Ye got up and walked out of the grottoes, and found that there was a passage on both sides. He didn't know where to go.

Ning Ye thought about it, chose the road on the left, walked for a while, and saw that there was a unique world in front of him.

This is a small valley, but there is nothing in the valley, only endless gravel, covered with patterns of knife and axe.

It was obviously just an empty valley, but it gave people an endless sense of coldness. When you were in it, it seemed like thousands of swords were slashing at you. If you were weaker, you might have knelt on the spot.

Zhang Liekuang was standing in the valley, and there were two people beside him. One was as old as an old man, with a haggard image, and another was a woman, but her whole body was covered with gray bandages, with only her eyes exposed, and a strange-long crank knife behind her back. The blade had no sheath, and was also wrapped in cloth strips.

Zhang Liekui turned his back to Ning Ye and said, "How do you know that this is the correct channel?"

Ning Ye lowered his head and replied: "The right side is dry, and the moss is not obvious, so it should lead to the outside of the cave. In contrast, the left side has heavy moisture and a sharp and stern intention. Since it is in the mountains, the master should be on the belly of the mountain, so the disciples come to the left."

Unable to see Zhang Liekuai's face, Ning Ye didn't know what Zhang Liekuai's expression was, but Zhang Liekuai said: "Then how do you know the difference between true and false undead?"

Ning Ye continued to answer: "The false undead is just an illusion, trampling on the yellow sand, and the smoke and dust cannot rise. You can tell by just a discernment."

Zhang Liekui chuckled softly.

He turned to Ning Ye, although he laughed, there was no smile on his face as if he was carved with a knife and axe.

He said: "You are very smart. I usually don't like smart people. Because dealing with such people is too tiring. The most important thing is that people who are too smart often know how to use others to win by mistakes and not fight hard. My Seven Killing Heavenly Sword is the most important thing in the face of battle. If you think too much, your momentum will be weak and it will be unbeautiful. So I don't like smart people."

Ning Ye whispered: "What the master said is very true, but what the master said is a common situation. There are always a few exceptions in this world. If a person can think but dares to work hard, I believe that the master can still like it."

Zhang Lie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and laughed: "No, not bad! Don't show your talents in front of me. What I like is the brave. You understand!"

Ning Ye knelt down: "Disciple understands."

Zhang Lie said coldly: "You are not my official disciple. All the inner doors that pass the assessment have a one-year inspection period. Only after the inspection period can you be considered a real entry."

"I will definitely not let Master down!"
Chapter completed!