Ye Xiong counted the number of people and found that each group accounted for half.
There are only more than 500 people participating in the disciple assessment.
In Ye Xiong's eyes, milky white light flashed away, and the vitality of all the monks present were clearly seen. What type of skills they practiced, and which one of the six paths they belonged to, could not escape him.
Wisdom Eyes. Their vitality and essence were all nakedly exposed under his gaze.
"You, you, you, and you, come out." Ye Xiong selected four people to participate in the selection.
The four people are one Taoist cultivator, one ghost cultivator, and two demonic cultivators.
The four people named all stood up and came to him.
"Everyone else can go," Ye Xiong said.
As soon as this moment came out, there was a lot of noise around, everyone was talking about it, and they were very puzzled.
"Ye Wentian, we don't understand."
"We are not convinced, so why should we be eliminated at a glance?"
"We came to take part in the discipleship assessment because we want to practice with you, not to be treated like monkeys by you."
The remaining disciples were so angry that they all asked for explanations.
They traveled thousands of miles to get here, but who knew they wouldn't even be qualified for the assessment.
"I have already said that Liudao Mountain is not a three-and-a-four. Cats and dogs can come in. If you are not convinced, you can challenge them. If you win the challenge, I will give you the qualification." Ye Xiong said loudly.
"I come."
Among the crowd, a tall male monk with bulging buttocks stood out.
Judging from the appearance, this monk obviously not only practices Taoist techniques, but also body refining techniques. Judging from the strength of his vitality, he is not weak at all.
"Zhao Kui, the overlord of Xixiang, must help us find an explanation."
"You are the strongest here, beat them hard."
"I don't know how he chose a monk, not even you."
From the shouts of the people around him, it can be heard that this guy named Xixiang Bazun must not be a simple person.
The Overlord of Xixiang, Zhao Kui, glanced at the faces of the four people, and finally landed on the disembodied ghost cultivator, and said, "It's just you."
Since the ghost cultivator has no body, his strength is lower than that of ordinary cultivators. For the sake of safety, Zhao Kui chose him.
The ghost cultivator stood up, cupped his hands towards Zhao Kui, and said lightly, "I am just a shadow, please give me your advice."
"The overlord of Xixiang, Zhao Kui, has learned from fellow Taoists about their magical powers."
After the two were polite, they started to take action.
Zhao Kui's physical body and Taoist skills coexist, and he has a very powerful killing move when he makes a move.
At first, Ying only wanted to be beaten, but he never resisted.
But later, Zhao Kui gradually realized that the opponent was not being beaten, but his fighting style. He used more than a dozen moves, but he didn't even hit a single one. It did no harm to others at all, but instead greatly damaged his own vitality.
"Zhao Kui, be careful, he is using the shadow escape technique." A disciple outside the field shouted.
The shadow escape technique is the supreme magical power of ghosts. When used, it is as fast as lightning, leaving no trace, and no trace can be found. If the opponent's shadow is not broken, there is no way to defeat the opponent.
This magical power alone can make the opponent invincible.
"Have you been hiding? If I don't do anything, we can fight for a year." Zhao Kui finally had no choice but to fight with the other party.
A creepy smile appeared on the corner of Ying's long mouth. The next moment, countless ghost figures suddenly separated from his body. They were exactly like himself. They were overwhelming. In an instant, there were hundreds of them, and they were killing Zhao Kui.
The body of a ghost cultivator is essentially no different from an incarnation. If the eyes weren't very vicious, you wouldn't be able to tell it at all.
Facing the overwhelming attack, Zhao Kui had no power to resist and was ultimately defeated.
The defeat was a bit unclear.
"Are you convinced now?" Ye Xiong asked.
Although Zhao Kui was very unwilling to do so, he had to admit that if he lost, he would lose.
"Next, who else wants to challenge?" Ye Xiong asked, looking around.
At this moment, people continued to come out to challenge the remaining three people.
They are two demon asuras, Luoyuan, Du Zang, and Taoist asura Luoping.
These three people were even more powerful than Qiying, and easily defeated the challenger.
At this time, the people around him were completely convinced and looked at Ye Xiong with puzzled eyes.
They didn't understand how he could identify these four as the strongest among hundreds of monks?
Do they know each other?
"You all should go back. Play what you should, enjoy what you should enjoy, and stop practicing. With your qualifications, you will never have the chance to ascend to the divine realm in this life. It's better to enjoy yourself in time." Ye Xiong showed no mercy.
Said face to face.
These words once again caused a great uproar in Xuanyuan. Everyone looked at Ye Xiong with anger in their eyes.
"The God Realm is the highest palace of monks. Thousands of troops and horses cross the single-plank bridge. Not to mention you, even the four of them have a maximum of 20,000 chances of ascending to the God Realm in this life. Even I have about 60% chance now.
, you look at your bone age, then look at your heritage, and then think about it for yourself." Ye Xiong didn't care about those angry looks and continued.
Loyal advice offends the ears, and good medicine tastes bitter.
"Let's all disperse. All those disciples who have certain purposes should also disperse!"
Ye Xiong waved his hand and asked them to leave.
However, they are not willing to leave, and most of them still stay outside the ban.
Ye Xiong was too lazy to care about them and said to the four of them, "Four of you, come to me. Each of you will look at me, answer my three questions, and look at each other for three seconds. If you pass, you will be my disciple of Liudao Mountain."
Ye Xiong ordered.
The four of them looked at each other, wondering what Ye Xiong's purpose was.
Looking at each other for three seconds, what can you see?
Lu Yao was shocked as she listened, and couldn't help but think of the Buddhist wisdom.
"Hurry up, my time is precious." Ye Xiong then pointed at Ying and said, "You come first."
Ying came to him and looked up at him.
"Answer three questions, first, what is your name?"
"film."
"What's your bone age?"
"Nine thousand three hundred years old."
"What is the purpose of joining me?"
Ying paused for a moment before replying, "In order to improve my strength, I hope to ascend to the divine realm one day."
"What is the purpose of ascending to the divine world?"
"This is the fourth question." Shadow said.
"This is included in the third question, which is essentially the same."
"Who doesn't want to go to the God Realm? Of course I want to be a master." Ying's eyes flickered.
"You can leave." Ye Xiong waved his hand, "This is not the place for you."
Ying's face changed drastically. He didn't know why this happened, and he suddenly became very anxious.
"Ye Xiong, what do you mean, I don't understand."
"The fact that you have been able to practice the ghost way to this day is truly extraordinary. It's a pity that you have a heart of hatred. If you don't let go of your obsession, you will die miserably during the ascension process. With a state of mind like yours,
Can you pass the mental tribulation during ascension?" Ye Xiong said coldly.