Five hundred monks stood in the square in front of the Red Emperor Palace, facing the five-meter-high flame giant, standing quietly without saying a word.

Then, the flame giant waved his hand and released a rain of fire and fell on everyone.

The fire rain was thrown very evenly, and everyone had no more or less. They were all a flame as big as a fist, and then it spread out "bang" and enveloped the bodies of these people.

Qin Di led a dozen people and stood outside and watched quietly. He didn't know how powerful the flames with a fist were. He saw that in just two or three breaths, many people couldn't stand it. They raised their right hands or jumped out of the square under their feet. Once these people chose to give up, the flames on their bodies would soon fly back to the flame giant.

Although it only took ten short breaths, for those standing in the square bathing in the fire rain, it was like after half a year. Many people chose to give up. After first, they had to open their eyes and look at the square that was standing. In front of the grid, there was a simple hourglass showing the time they had been burning with flames. As a result, many people found that they had only been five or six breaths, so they shook their heads and sighed.

"Oh! I thought I could have fifteen breaths, but who knew that only five breaths!"

"I'm so angry that I only had six breaths last time, but this time I only had six breaths! Could it be that in the past five hundred years, I have not made any progress at all?"

"Haha, I persisted in eight breaths, twice as strong as last time! Although I haven't passed this time, I will definitely pass it by next time!"

The scene was noisy, and most people were not satisfied with their test results, but a few were also very satisfied with their progress.

After ten breaths passed, there were only four or five people standing in the square in the square. Among these people, one of them persisted for the longest time, reaching 110 breaths, so he was admitted as an inner disciple, while the rest were all outer disciples.

Whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, as long as they pass the test, they all show an excited expression.

Generally speaking, sects like the Chidi Palace, even external disciples, have ways to advance, so these people are very happy.

Subsequently, batch after batch of disciples participated in the test. On average, only one inner disciple could appear in the 500 people, plus four or five outer disciples. Although this ratio is relatively low, it seems to be slightly better than the Qing Di Palace.

The white-haired spirit fairy who was in charge of the test stood beside the flame giant, her eyes half open and half closed, and she seemed not very satisfied with such a result. After all, after many batches of tests, no personal disciple appeared.

At this time, a fourth-level spiritual immortal standing beside him whispered: "Uncle Master, I think the people who participated in the test this year are not very good at this time. After all, there are many inner disciples, don't you think?"

The white-haired Spirit Fairy glanced at him and said, "There is an old saying in the Red Emperor Palace: If you don't enter the true teachings, you will be unable to become a celestial immortal. No matter how many inner disciples are, few will eventually become celestial immortals. If you don't believe it, you might as well check it out after you go back. How many of the Supreme Elders of this palace have not been from the true teachings?"

"This... the true disciples are very rare..."

"Yes, if it is not rare, how can it appear precious? This once-in-a-500-year test has a total of 64 main cities, and each city is a test point. If two true disciples can appear in the end, I will be very satisfied! I believe that the palace master and the two Supreme Elders will be very happy. If in the end, even a true disciple does not see it, it would be disappointing!"

The test continued, but the results were still lukewarm and there was no true disciple, which made the white-haired spirit fairy somewhat unable to lift her spirit.

Finally, it was the 20th batch of test personnel, and Qin Di led more than a dozen disciples of the Four Holy Sects to appear.

The fire rain fell all over the sky and poured on everyone's body.

Qin Di's body was also covered by flames, and a "beeping boo" sound was made all over his body, but there was no smoke, only sparks jumping up and down. His clothes were quickly burned to pieces and turned into ashes. However, his skin was like glass, and under the reflection of the flames, he emitted a dazzling white light!

The white light was refracted into the eyes of the white-haired fairy, making his half-open and half-closed eyes wide open.

"Hey, this kid is OK! His body is like glass, and it seems that he has practiced a certain skill in body refining."

The disciple next to him interrupted and said, "Uncle Master, isn't it said that no matter how powerful the body refining skills are, they cannot stop the calcination of the magic fire of the Red Emperor Immortal Ancestor?"

The white-haired Spirit Fairy nodded: "You are right. If the Red Emperor Immortal Ancestor is here, his divine fire can indeed burn everything. However, he is just his incarnation, and the power of the flame is 108,000 miles away."

The disciple next to him said again: "Even so, I guess this young man can support up to a hundred breaths, which is the level of an inner disciple."

The white-haired fairy pondered and didn't say anything. He was hoping that the young man with a good appearance would last longer. It would be so happy if a true disciple could appear! In that case, his mission would be half completed.

Time flies very quickly, and hourglasses keep flowing. It only took seven or eight breaths, and more than 400 people have been eliminated.

However, in any case, this group of people is obviously much better than the previous group. There are no longer four or five people left on the scene, but as many as seventeen or eighteen!

The white-haired spirit fairy opened her eyes wide and stared at everyone without blinking, wanting to see if a miracle happened.

When the ten breaths were over, only fifteen people were left standing in the square in the square, and at least they were outer disciples!

Seeing so many people passing the test all at once, people around him started to talk.

"Strange, why are these people so powerful?"

"How strange! Is the Red Emperor Fire Spirit a deviation?"

"No, the Red Emperor Fire Spirit is one of the millions of incarnations of the Red Emperor. He is the Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor who lies across the world. How could he make a deviation?"

"Awesome, amazing! Where did these people come from? Their skills don't look too strong. The strongest one is just a first-level spiritual immortal. The rest are just Hedao cultivators, and two or three low-level earth immortals. They look very inconspicuous. How can they pass the test?"

"Ah! I think these people have been practicing for a short time, and 80% of them are less than 10,000 years old! One of them is the youngest boy, who may have been practicing for less than 5,000 years!"

As the crowd talked, time passed by little by little.
Chapter completed!