Chapter 1102
the Chinese new year's eve.
The ethereal sect has been decorated.
Disciples are returning from various places one after another. Some are helping to pack happy candy, some are preparing food materials, some are arranging zongmen square, and some are preparing new clothes for the new year.
Inside the gate, the weather is new.
Ye Feng stood at the top of the peak, looked at the busy disciples in the zongmen, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Oh!"
"I almost forgot!"
"Mo Ying, they are still empty."
Ye Feng patted his head and quickly disappeared from his place.
There is no boundary.
The tomb of Jiannan I.
"Disciple, after six months of hard training, you have entered the country very quickly. Although you haven't completely got my mantle, it's not far away. Your combat power should reach the peak of eight stars."
"When you completely get my mantle, your combat power can enter the extremely high field of the nine star peak. However, whether you can be invincible at the same level depends on your own creation."
"Invincible at the same level, can meet but can't ask!"
Jiannan sat on the grave and said.
Even though Jiannan is invincible, it is not only the ultimate fast sword that can do this.
After Mo Ying learns the ultimate fast sword, her combat power can reach nine stars, but she can't be invincible at the same level.
If you want to surpass the nine star peak, you have to rely on your unremitting efforts and key opportunities.
"I understand!"
The ink warbler kowtowed to the sword.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared out of thin air. It was Ye Feng who came from the ethereal sect. Beside him, he was also followed by ethereal sect disciples such as Wang Ping'an and Huo Yunjie.
"New Year's Eve, it's time to go back for the festival."
Ye Fengdao.
Mo Ying was stunned: "so fast?"
"Of course fast. Today, unless it's close to life and death, go back to the New Year! There will be fewer and fewer such days in the future," said Ye Feng.
This is not nonsense.
When practitioners reach the middle and late stage and their accomplishments are very high, they can easily shut down for a century or a thousand years.
At that time, it was difficult to get together for the new year.
Therefore, in the first few years of zongmen's development, Ye Feng decided to strive for all members to return to zongmen for the new year every year, develop habits and traditions, and carry forward them from generation to generation.
"Ye Feng, you're all right! Did you bring me wine this time?" seeing Ye Feng, Jiannan smiled and wanted to drink Longren medicinal wine.
"Yes," said Ye Feng.
As soon as he waved, a large jar of wine was put down in front of the grave.
"Good wine!" Jiannan was overjoyed.
"I respect you for this wine!" Ye Feng poured the whole jar of wine in front of the grave and turned it into a wine mist that can be absorbed by the spirit in the form of worship.
Jiannan directly opened his mouth to drink and looked satisfied.
Not long.
Ye Feng leaves jiannanyi and returns to the ethereal sect with all his disciples, ready to celebrate the new year happily.
At night.
Zongmen square.
Nearly 30000 people, including elders, spirit beasts, deacons and disciples, all sat down in order.
Even que Yue, the goddess of ancient China, and que Qiong, the goddess of war, came and sat in the distinguished guest seat next to Ye Feng.
"The dragon people's medicinal wine is delicious!" the female god of war drank a large jar of medicinal wine and blushed.
Seeing this scene, the drunkard couldn't help staring straight, thumbed up and said, "the female god of war is really a hero in the wine!"
"Drink!"
People pushed cups and changed lamps. It was time to eat and drink. The happy atmosphere of the new year's Eve dinner was set off just right.
On the seat.
Ye Feng looked at the sky and found that it was past zero o'clock and officially entered the new year. He couldn't help looking forward to it.
[Ding! The new year is coming. Congratulations to the leader for unlocking the solicitation authority of five generations of disciples. I wish you a happy New Year!]
[Ding! Welcome great blessings in the new year and reward all members of the sect with a new year gift.]
The system prompts one after another.
The next moment.
Countless flower shaped gift bags fell from the sky in front of everyone and spirit beasts, even the gods, the queen of ancient China and the female god of war.
"This is the master's intention."
"Happy new year, everyone!"
Ye Feng said with a loud smile.
People here opened the gifts one after another and found that the contents were different.
Some are candies, some are thousand paper cranes filled with blessings, and some are panacea. In short, they are gifts that disciples want on weekdays.
"Thank you, headmaster!"
The crowd immediately got up and bowed their hands to thank them.
……
The new year's banquet lasted until the latter half of the night. Many talents left one after another, thought about the plans for the new year and had new goals.
"This year's goal is to achieve last year's goal!" some disciples said.
"My goal this year is to marry a daughter-in-law!" some older disciples said.
"Marry a wife? I want to marry ten!"
"Ten? You're so fierce!"
The disciples teased each other, gradually ended, returned to their rooms and had a good sleep.
The third day of the lunar new year.
A heavy news came out.
The ethereal sect wants to recruit 5000 disciples on the seventh day of the lunar new year.
For a time, the whole China was a sensation.
Countless Tianjiao were excited and rushed to the ethereal sect from their families, imperial cities and ancestral lands at the fastest speed.
The seventh day of the lunar new year.
In front of the zongmen square of the ethereal sect, there are 3.6 million practitioners above Juyuan territory, all aged between 15 and 20.
The weakest one has gathered in the three aspects of Yuanjing.
The strongest one has reached the eightfold of Linghai territory!
"My God!"
"There are too many people in this assessment?"
"I've heard that the ethereal sect is preparing to attack the five-star forces, so this time it will directly recruit 5000 disciples of the five generations to cultivate the lowest Juyuan realm."
"No wonder in the past, only 1000 people were recruited at a time. This time, so many people were recruited. It turned out that it was going to impact the five-star forces."
The practitioners present talked about it one after another.
In addition to more than three million Tianjiao who passed the fate purple golden bell test, there were tens of millions of elderly practitioners, some of whom were the elders of these Tianjiao, and some were melon eaters.
There was a constant discussion among the crowd.
"Silence!"
Three figures fell from the top of the ethereal peak and stood in front of zongmen square.
The leader, of course, is Gong Qingqiu.
With her appearance, the quasi Saint momentum spread out and enveloped the whole audience in an instant.
"Gong Changlao is promoted to quasi saint!"
"I heard that a few years ago, she was just a juyuanjing. Because she joined the ethereal sect and became a veteran, she rose all the way and reached the present quasi Saint level."
"What envy!"
The appearance of Gong Qingqiu immediately caused a sensation.
Beside her stood Shi Lei and Ji Ziling.
"Elder Gong, we are ready." Shi Lei respectfully arched Gong Qingqiu.
"HMM." Gong Qingqiu nodded, looked at the millions of Tianjiao present and said:
"Next read the rules."
"The entrance examination of the disciples of the five generations is different from that of the four generations in the past."
"See the stone steps over there?"
Gong Qingqiu points to zongmen square, where there is a stone step winding up along the mountain, straight into the sky, and finally leads to the grassland full of spirit grass at the top of the ethereal peak.
"This stone step has various assessment levels. The first 5000 people who reached the peak were given a place to join our ethereal sect and successfully became disciples of the five generations."
"The first of them is the fifth generation elder martial brother or elder martial sister."
"Do you understand?"
Gong Qingqiu asked millions of Tianjiao present.
"I see!"
Immediately someone shouted.
"Something's wrong! Isn't it obviously beneficial to the Tianjiao with high cultivation?" an old ancestor who broke the virtual environment opened his mouth and his eyes were full of confusion.
His younger generation is also taking part in the assessment, but because they are young, they gather in the seven levels of Yuanjing. How can they compare with Linghai?
Such a test is obviously inappropriate.
The ethereal sect has been decorated.
Disciples are returning from various places one after another. Some are helping to pack happy candy, some are preparing food materials, some are arranging zongmen square, and some are preparing new clothes for the new year.
Inside the gate, the weather is new.
Ye Feng stood at the top of the peak, looked at the busy disciples in the zongmen, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Oh!"
"I almost forgot!"
"Mo Ying, they are still empty."
Ye Feng patted his head and quickly disappeared from his place.
There is no boundary.
The tomb of Jiannan I.
"Disciple, after six months of hard training, you have entered the country very quickly. Although you haven't completely got my mantle, it's not far away. Your combat power should reach the peak of eight stars."
"When you completely get my mantle, your combat power can enter the extremely high field of the nine star peak. However, whether you can be invincible at the same level depends on your own creation."
"Invincible at the same level, can meet but can't ask!"
Jiannan sat on the grave and said.
Even though Jiannan is invincible, it is not only the ultimate fast sword that can do this.
After Mo Ying learns the ultimate fast sword, her combat power can reach nine stars, but she can't be invincible at the same level.
If you want to surpass the nine star peak, you have to rely on your unremitting efforts and key opportunities.
"I understand!"
The ink warbler kowtowed to the sword.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared out of thin air. It was Ye Feng who came from the ethereal sect. Beside him, he was also followed by ethereal sect disciples such as Wang Ping'an and Huo Yunjie.
"New Year's Eve, it's time to go back for the festival."
Ye Fengdao.
Mo Ying was stunned: "so fast?"
"Of course fast. Today, unless it's close to life and death, go back to the New Year! There will be fewer and fewer such days in the future," said Ye Feng.
This is not nonsense.
When practitioners reach the middle and late stage and their accomplishments are very high, they can easily shut down for a century or a thousand years.
At that time, it was difficult to get together for the new year.
Therefore, in the first few years of zongmen's development, Ye Feng decided to strive for all members to return to zongmen for the new year every year, develop habits and traditions, and carry forward them from generation to generation.
"Ye Feng, you're all right! Did you bring me wine this time?" seeing Ye Feng, Jiannan smiled and wanted to drink Longren medicinal wine.
"Yes," said Ye Feng.
As soon as he waved, a large jar of wine was put down in front of the grave.
"Good wine!" Jiannan was overjoyed.
"I respect you for this wine!" Ye Feng poured the whole jar of wine in front of the grave and turned it into a wine mist that can be absorbed by the spirit in the form of worship.
Jiannan directly opened his mouth to drink and looked satisfied.
Not long.
Ye Feng leaves jiannanyi and returns to the ethereal sect with all his disciples, ready to celebrate the new year happily.
At night.
Zongmen square.
Nearly 30000 people, including elders, spirit beasts, deacons and disciples, all sat down in order.
Even que Yue, the goddess of ancient China, and que Qiong, the goddess of war, came and sat in the distinguished guest seat next to Ye Feng.
"The dragon people's medicinal wine is delicious!" the female god of war drank a large jar of medicinal wine and blushed.
Seeing this scene, the drunkard couldn't help staring straight, thumbed up and said, "the female god of war is really a hero in the wine!"
"Drink!"
People pushed cups and changed lamps. It was time to eat and drink. The happy atmosphere of the new year's Eve dinner was set off just right.
On the seat.
Ye Feng looked at the sky and found that it was past zero o'clock and officially entered the new year. He couldn't help looking forward to it.
[Ding! The new year is coming. Congratulations to the leader for unlocking the solicitation authority of five generations of disciples. I wish you a happy New Year!]
[Ding! Welcome great blessings in the new year and reward all members of the sect with a new year gift.]
The system prompts one after another.
The next moment.
Countless flower shaped gift bags fell from the sky in front of everyone and spirit beasts, even the gods, the queen of ancient China and the female god of war.
"This is the master's intention."
"Happy new year, everyone!"
Ye Feng said with a loud smile.
People here opened the gifts one after another and found that the contents were different.
Some are candies, some are thousand paper cranes filled with blessings, and some are panacea. In short, they are gifts that disciples want on weekdays.
"Thank you, headmaster!"
The crowd immediately got up and bowed their hands to thank them.
……
The new year's banquet lasted until the latter half of the night. Many talents left one after another, thought about the plans for the new year and had new goals.
"This year's goal is to achieve last year's goal!" some disciples said.
"My goal this year is to marry a daughter-in-law!" some older disciples said.
"Marry a wife? I want to marry ten!"
"Ten? You're so fierce!"
The disciples teased each other, gradually ended, returned to their rooms and had a good sleep.
The third day of the lunar new year.
A heavy news came out.
The ethereal sect wants to recruit 5000 disciples on the seventh day of the lunar new year.
For a time, the whole China was a sensation.
Countless Tianjiao were excited and rushed to the ethereal sect from their families, imperial cities and ancestral lands at the fastest speed.
The seventh day of the lunar new year.
In front of the zongmen square of the ethereal sect, there are 3.6 million practitioners above Juyuan territory, all aged between 15 and 20.
The weakest one has gathered in the three aspects of Yuanjing.
The strongest one has reached the eightfold of Linghai territory!
"My God!"
"There are too many people in this assessment?"
"I've heard that the ethereal sect is preparing to attack the five-star forces, so this time it will directly recruit 5000 disciples of the five generations to cultivate the lowest Juyuan realm."
"No wonder in the past, only 1000 people were recruited at a time. This time, so many people were recruited. It turned out that it was going to impact the five-star forces."
The practitioners present talked about it one after another.
In addition to more than three million Tianjiao who passed the fate purple golden bell test, there were tens of millions of elderly practitioners, some of whom were the elders of these Tianjiao, and some were melon eaters.
There was a constant discussion among the crowd.
"Silence!"
Three figures fell from the top of the ethereal peak and stood in front of zongmen square.
The leader, of course, is Gong Qingqiu.
With her appearance, the quasi Saint momentum spread out and enveloped the whole audience in an instant.
"Gong Changlao is promoted to quasi saint!"
"I heard that a few years ago, she was just a juyuanjing. Because she joined the ethereal sect and became a veteran, she rose all the way and reached the present quasi Saint level."
"What envy!"
The appearance of Gong Qingqiu immediately caused a sensation.
Beside her stood Shi Lei and Ji Ziling.
"Elder Gong, we are ready." Shi Lei respectfully arched Gong Qingqiu.
"HMM." Gong Qingqiu nodded, looked at the millions of Tianjiao present and said:
"Next read the rules."
"The entrance examination of the disciples of the five generations is different from that of the four generations in the past."
"See the stone steps over there?"
Gong Qingqiu points to zongmen square, where there is a stone step winding up along the mountain, straight into the sky, and finally leads to the grassland full of spirit grass at the top of the ethereal peak.
"This stone step has various assessment levels. The first 5000 people who reached the peak were given a place to join our ethereal sect and successfully became disciples of the five generations."
"The first of them is the fifth generation elder martial brother or elder martial sister."
"Do you understand?"
Gong Qingqiu asked millions of Tianjiao present.
"I see!"
Immediately someone shouted.
"Something's wrong! Isn't it obviously beneficial to the Tianjiao with high cultivation?" an old ancestor who broke the virtual environment opened his mouth and his eyes were full of confusion.
His younger generation is also taking part in the assessment, but because they are young, they gather in the seven levels of Yuanjing. How can they compare with Linghai?
Such a test is obviously inappropriate.
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