Chen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. He noticed that the old Taoist said this, his eyes clearly looked at the young man sitting on the colorful carriage. The implicit meaning was obvious. However, the luxurious young man sighed lightly, took out a small jade bottle with his palm, pulled out the bottle plug and poured out several drops of green serous on his tongue and throat, his face full of intoxication.

"Qingyun Divine Water!" A monk recognized the origin of the liquid and couldn't help but exclaim. His face was full of disbelief, which made some people curious.

"What is this Qingyun Divine Water?" Chen Hao frowned and murmured to himself when he saw this.

"Sir, I think I should know." Zhang Zhonglin grabbed his head and said in a vain.

"Do you know?" Chen Hao was shocked. He looked up and saw that most of the monks were full of confusion on their faces. Some people were even in a hurry to inquire about the cultivator who was shouting. There were few people in the cultivation world who knew such a mysterious slurry. Zhang Zhonglin was just a martial artist before, and he looked a little silly at first sight. How could he know so much?

His thoughts were turned and his guesses were overturned by him. His eyebrows were frowned and his eyes were filled with light.

Zhang Zhonglin seemed to see his doubts and chuckled: "There are so many people here. I'm afraid that others will listen to it. The reason I will tell you later. This Qingyun Divine Water is produced by a dangerous Qingyun Abyss in Qingzhou. This place is named after the green cloud fog that never dissipates all year round. These clouds are nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth for countless years. They can produce a unique Qingyun beast. After being killed, they can obtain beast cores. They can melt it into Qingyun Divine Water with special techniques. However, this Qingyun Beast is unstable and has one of the best hidden skills. In addition, the worst ones have the cultivation of pills, which makes it very difficult to capture. There are countless monks who die every year because of animal hunting, and one hundred beast cores can barely refine a drop of divine water. It can improve people's qualifications when used. The luxurious boy should use thirst to quench his thirst, which naturally amazes the insiders."

"I'm not surprised." Chen Hao shook his head and felt a sense of consciousness, "I just sigh that this person is really a waste of money. If I were an elder in his family, I would definitely teach him a lesson!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Zhonglin's face suddenly turned like a dirt. When he found that the cultivators did not seem to hear any sound, he let out a long sigh and lamented: "What kind of means do you use to scare me to death. Haven't you heard of rumors that 'It would rather offend the dynasty than offend the aristocratic family'?"

"What do you say?" Chen Hao asked in a deep thought.

"Although the dynasty governs billions of subjects, life and death lies in the backhand, these ancient aristocratic families have been passed down for thousands of years. Any old antique can defeat millions of soldiers. If the first generation of wise masters were not a powerful man with magical powers that could have spread the sky and the earth, and had nine humanitarian weapons that guard the fortune of the country. If there was a sound of killing in the imperial capital, it could transform into many killing formations to destroy it. I am afraid that this dynasty would have collapsed in the years of storm. Even so, it became corrupt because of an incident a few years ago, and its fortunes were constantly passing away and gradually revealed its destruction. Therefore, there is a saying that 'It would rather offend the dynasty than offend the aristocratic families'."

"What happened several years ago?" Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat. He chewed the words and always felt that this change was related to him. Could it be that his little butterfly flapped his wings and changed something? He hid this idea in his heart, hoping to ask Zhang Zhonglin again when he had the opportunity. The other party would not know the meaning of the message, for fear of leaking all his secrets.

But when the old Taoist finished speaking, he saw that no one raised any objections, he nodded with satisfaction. He threw the copper plate in his hand forward, and it suddenly turned into a magnificent palace with a magnificent palace on it. The door was filled with mist, and there were many strange beasts and stone carvings that appeared faintly, which seemed very mysterious.

"The fairy mountain where my Supreme Sect is located is full of restrictions. If it is completely opened, it is very complicated. Therefore, it does not have a fixed mountain gate. The passages entering and exiting are portrayed in one magic weapon by the Yuanshen ancestor in the gate. This palace is a passage. As long as you step into the hall gate, it can be transmitted to the inside of the formation. At that time, the disciples in the sect will guide you how to do it. Remember to follow the rules. If there are rebellious people, my Supreme Sect will not care about its origin and will definitely kill him!"

The old Taoist voice was faint, but in the end it was particularly cruel, like a giant hammer hitting everyone's minds, leaving deep marks.

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, everyone felt a gentle suction force, and their clothes were constantly turning. As long as they took a little forward, they would fall into the palace on the huge copper plate. Some people could no longer wait, and their bodies turned into streams of light and disappeared into the hall gate, disappearing into the space here.

Seeing that the number of people in the venue was getting smaller and smaller, Chen Hao glanced at the luxurious young man who was still sitting upright in the golden chariot, pulled the reins, and sank into the hall one by one with Zhang Zhonglin.

He felt a darkness in front of him as if he was in the mountains, and then there was a sudden enlightenment ahead. A huge fairy mountain was suspended in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the waterfall was suspected to fall to the sky. A purple star was located on the entire fairy mountain. All of this shocked his heart.

Although I had seen this mountain scene under the deduction of the sect leader, at that time, I saw the movie in front of the sect, and how could I feel as real as I am now?

"But the new disciple who is participating in the introductory selection?" A voice broke the calm. Chen Hao looked in the voice and saw a young man sitting on a tall bluestone in front of him with a black cloud leopard that was more than meter tall. He was wearing a soft armor on his body. He was wearing a bronze gun on his body, and a sword inlaid with various precious gems on his waist.

Seeing this, Chen Hao bowed and said, "This must be a master in the sect. He is the disciple who is here to select. He is worried about what to do."

The boy nodded and threw a yellow light out of his arms. Chen Hao looked closely and saw that it was a piece of yellow paper. He was confused and confused. He saw the yellow paper swaying to the ground. It actually buzzed and turned into a beige antelope, and his four hooves twitched and made a dripping sound.

Chen Hao was shocked. He had heard the legend of sprinkling beans into soldiers, but unexpectedly, he actually saw this scene today. His understanding of the Supreme Sect in his heart has risen to a new level. He only felt that in the mist, there were mysterious doubts waiting for him to explore and reveal them.

"You bird is too wide, and it will definitely be inconvenient if you ride it. If you ride an antelope, it will follow my steps. Don't hesitate anymore. My magic practice is so fashionable and short, and the mounts that you transform can only support for a quarter of an hour. Don't be unable to reach the ground at that time. If you miss the selection time, you will regret it!" The young young man coughed and reminded.

"Huh?" Chen Hao woke up in shock, hurriedly sootheed the iron feathered eagle under the formation, and jumped, and it had fallen on the back of the antelope transformed from yellow paper. The tentacles were soft fur. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to tell the truth or false.

Before she could praise her, she heard a roar, and the huge cloud leopard grew clouds under her feet, turning into a rainbow light and flew forward. The antelope beneath her jumped into the sky for dozens of feet, and could actually shuttle through the clouds and mist, following the footsteps of the cloud leopard.

Chen Hao looked around and saw streams of light gathering in the distance. It was thought that they were all people coming in from the palace, but it was unknown why each person landed at a different location.

The crowd gathered on a huge flat ground, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, like a layer of extremely hard glass. These monks all changed into the mounts required by the Supreme Sect, and the luxurious young man was no exception. However, there was not an antelope under his seat, but a strong lion with exposed fangs and extremely majestic. I don’t know who was guiding him, but he actually gave him such preferential treatment. The four black-robed monks stood quietly, their breath was completely restrained. I thought they were afraid of it in their hearts, and they no longer had the arrogance and domineeringness they had before.

One by one, the monks finally came. At this time, an old man came to the center of this place. He was hunched over, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were shining everywhere, his arms were covered with calluses, and his nails were filled with cold light, making a faint crackling sound, like a collision of gold and iron.

The old man was wearing a lilac Taoist robe with a huge hideous python tattooed on it. It was as if he would turn around in the next moment. He coughed lightly, and the sound rang in everyone's heart. Even if the four black-robed monks had unpredictable cultivation, the latter's face changed drastically, revealing a hint of awe.

Chen Hao's pupils shrank, and he felt that the old man in front of him was very familiar with his aura. Looking at the awe of the black-robed monk, his whole body suddenly shook. He suddenly realized that this was actually a soul ancestor. Although his aura was not as good as the one he met in the wilderness, he was also very extraordinary.

The ancestor held an ancient mirror the size of a palm in his hand and suddenly threw it into the size of an umbrella. The mirror was like water, and the purple stars shining in the sky were flickering like a huge eye.

Everyone was unhappy, but they heard the ancestor explain: "The road to cultivation is full of bumps, and the lifespan of a monk is limited. If you don't have outstanding talents, you will often be stuck in a state of life. My nameless ancient mirror has the ancient power cave. As long as you drip essence and blood into it, you can manifest the talent of a monk. The talents are divided into nine levels. My Supreme Sect only takes the first four levels as disciples, and the rest will be sent back. You come forward to drip essence and blood in turn. If you find that someone cheats, you will definitely abolish your cultivation and expel your own sect!"
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