Fang Xuanzong left the Beiyuan forbidden area.

Bai He also left with him. In Bai He's own words, "The world is so big, I want to go and see it."

Half a month later, Fang Xuanzong and Bai He came to an immortal gate in the northwest area of ​​the Immortal Realm.

It was a mountain that was ten thousand feet high and hidden in the clouds of fairy clouds.

At the foot of the mountain, a huge portal a hundred feet high is open, with the word "Zhenyuan" written on it, and the knife is cut and axe is chiseled, majestic, as if there is a certain kind of Taoist rhyme flowing.

True Yuan Immortal Gate.

The Zhenyuan Immortal Sect belongs to the famous Great Immortal Sect in the northwest of the Immortal World. There are powerful people at the level of the Immortal King, which shocks the other side. Even in the turbulent fairy world, few people dare to attack the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect and its disciples.

To a certain extent, as long as you become a disciple of the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect, you will have an extra life-saving talisman in the fairy world.

"Boy, what you said is to join this sect?"

Bai He widened his eyes, looking puzzled.

"That's right, today is the day when Zhenyuan Immortal Sect recruits disciples for a hundred years. If you miss this time, you will have to wait for another hundred years if you want to enter it next time."

Fang Xuanzong nodded.

In front of me, there were many immortals from all over the fairy world who came to participate in this recruitment ceremony. It is roughly estimated that at least tens of thousands of people came.

Everyone was full of energy and eager to join the True Yuan Immortal Sect.

"Is this immortal sect very special in the immortal world?"

Baihe glanced at him and couldn't help asking.

"certainly."

Fang Xuanzong said, suddenly lowering his voice;

"My master once said that there were once super strong people of the Immortal Emperor level in the True Yuan Immortal Sect!"

"What? Immortal Emperor?!"

Bai He was also shocked when he heard this and exclaimed, attracting the attention of the immortals around him.

"Shh, whisper."

Fang Xuanzong quickly covered Bai He's mouth.

"I didn't expect that there was such a secret, no wonder you must come here."

Baihe suddenly realized.

In today's fairy world, in the most chaotic and turbulent period in history, the division of levels and realms is not too strict, but it is also roughly divided into seven realms, from low to high:

Immortals, immortals, immortal spirits, immortal kings, immortal emperors, heavenly masters.

Each realm is divided into three stages: primary, intermediate and higher.

The Great Immortal Sect usually has strong people at the level of Immortal King, but the existence of Immortal Emperor is rare. Currently, there are no more than ten figures of Immortal Emperors, and the Tianzun is even more out of reach.

Ten years ago, Zhao Moyun, the murderer of the Tianxing Gate, already possessed the strength of the Immortal King level. Ten years later, his strength will only become more unfathomable.

If Fang Xuanzong wants to avenge the Tianxing Sect, his strength must at least reach the level of the Immortal King, or even higher. The True Yuan Immortal Sect, which once gave birth to the Immortal Emperor, is the best choice.

——The other immortal sects with the Immortal Emperor are the top super immortal sects in the fairy world. They can only recruit disciples for five hundred years or even thousands of years. Fang Xuanzong can't wait for that long.

"Hey, boy, something is wrong. I always feel like someone is staring at us in the dark."

Bai He suddenly spoke and looked suspiciously into the crowd.

Fang Xuanzong was also shocked. Bai He was one-line higher than him, and his sensitivity was even stronger. He would never feel like he was being spyed out of thin air.

"Keep vigilant and wait and see."

Fang Xuanzong swept across the crowd without any traces and whispered.

And in the crowd not far behind Fang Xuanzong, a figure stared at the crane, his eyes full of fiery spirit.

clang!

Suddenly, a sound of bells and chimes sounded from the sky and the earth, which shocked the whole body.

An old man with fairy-like and white hair and hair was holding a whisk in his hand and stepped into the air from the mountain. He just glanced at him, and everyone felt a huge pressure and silenced one after another.

"First of all, you are welcome to come and visit this election of the True Yuan Immortal Sect. The rules are very simple. Those who can withstand the selection of people without vomiting blood will be qualified to enter the Immortal Sect and become disciples of the True Yuan Immortal Sect."

"If there is any death or injury, you will not be responsible."

"Now, the selection begins!"

After briefly announcing the rules, the old man left, as fast as if he had never appeared.

As the old man left, dozens of figures fell from the sky and appeared in front of the gate of the Zhenyuan Immortal Gate, lined up in a row. Although they simply stood up, they gave everyone a sense of oppression of mountains and walls.

These people were wearing purple Taoist robes and embroidered with the word "Zhen" on their chests. They were obviously formal disciples of the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect and also selected people in the old man's mouth.

The place where each selector is located is a selection place, and then it began to call on everyone to queue up for the assessment.

"They have such a powerful aura, at least they are at the level of high-level immortals!"

"Don't be envious. When we pass the assessment and get the cultivation of the Immortal Sect, we will definitely be able to turn from an immortal to an immortal. The Zhenyuan Immortal Sect is a big sect in the fairy world. In the future, I will definitely be as powerful as them and live forever!"

"This assessment is really simple. Not to mention being hit hard, even if you don't take it seriously, you can get out of here and let me do it first!"

...

The crowd suddenly became excited, and they were both envious and excited, eager to try.

The population of the fairy world is huge, but not all people in the fairy world can be called immortals. A considerable number of them are disciples and servants brought back from the heavens and all realms, or newcomers who ascend to the near future.

They have certain strength, but due to talent or time, they are temporarily unable to adapt to and master immortal power. Compared with ordinary immortals, they need a long time to learn before they can be promoted to immortals. These people are also called immortals.

Immortals are the lowest-ranking existence in the fairy world.

Most of the people who came to participate in the selection of the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect this time were immortals.

"Dear brothers, I, Sun Dapeng, come for the trial first!"

The next moment, a pretty burly immortal won the lead. He was the first to step forward and stepped forward. He stepped on the ground and cracked appeared. He stood there like a mountain standing, and he shouted confidently:

"Please give me advice from senior brothers!"

"Bang!"

After the words came to an end, the selected man on the other side looked indifferent, and he blasted out with a simple palm.

"ah!"

With a scream, the immortal named Sun Dapeng suddenly vomited blood, like a kite with broken strings, and was directly bombarded dozens of feet away. His entire aura was extremely depressed, and he was obviously greatly traumatized.

"Wow!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Sun Dapeng's strength is obvious to everyone. This person has a strong foundation and is definitely considered to be among the top in this place. However, even he could not bear the palm and was seriously injured...

Many people present were worried and frightened.

"Next!"

However, the selector ignored everyone's feelings and continued the selection.

In front of the Zhenyuan gate, screams were endless, and blood stained the ground red.

Almost only one of the 100 people who participated in the selection was able to pass, and it was the real one in a hundred.

“It’s our turn.”

Behind, Fang Xuanzong was already confident after watching for a while.

"Boy, wait a moment!"

However, at this moment, two figures in blue suddenly appeared in the crowd, one left and one right, and reached out to block Fang Xuanzong's way:

"My young master has something to tell you."

The man on the left looked arrogant, raised his head slightly and sneered.

Fang Xuanzong was displeased, but he stopped. At the man's instructions, he turned around and saw a man in white walking over with a folding fan in his hand and smiled.

The man had a handsome face, a fairy robe and jade belt, and a tall figure. He stood out in the crowd like a crane and was very eye-catching.

Behind him, there were several attendants in blue clothes, with light bursting in their eyes, and their immortal power was strong, and they were obviously all masters.

This person's identity is not low... Fang Xuanzong came to a conclusion in his heart.

"It's him!"

Almost as the man appeared, the people around him were in an uproar, retreating one after another as if he was evading the plague.

"It's Mr. Jia Qing, Jia. I heard that he had awakened the innate light crown 'Red Elephant Power' since he was a child. Every move was like a dragon elephant rushing, and his power was terrifying. He once raised a palace with his bare hands, which caused a lot of shock at that time!"

"More than that, it is said that Mr. Jia had already broken through the Immortal Realm many years ago, and many sects are rushing to ask him for him. Among the people who come to participate in the selection this time, Mr. Jia is probably the most powerful."

"Don't you know yet? Mr. Jia's third uncle is the elder of the Zhenyuan Immortal Sect. With his strength, this assessment is just a formality. Even the selection must be respectful to him."

"Who is that kid? Why is he so blind and provoked Mr. Jia?"
To be continued...