After hearing this, everyone's eyes also focused on Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke. For a moment, everyone looked surprised. "Are they just outer disciples?" God knows that Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke are the holy sons and saints of Yunmen, and they are equally famous as the proud sons of heaven. The next moment, everyone looked at each other and thought of themselves. If they take the entrance examination of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, will they only be outer disciples? Ke Tiandong saw their reactions in his eyes and explained, "When you first enter the Xuantian Immortal Sect, you are all outer disciples. If you want to become an inner disciple, you must pass the assessment. Of course, there are two shortcuts to becoming an inner disciple. The first one is to be accepted as a disciple by an elder or an immortal king. Not only is he an inner disciple from the beginning, but he even has more abundant cultivation resources than the inner disciples. The second one is to look at luck. If you encounter an inner disciple assessment, you can directly participate. As long as you perform well, you can directly become an inner disciple. " Hearing this, everyone had a look of understanding on their faces, "That's it!" Ke Tiandong raised his eyes to look at Ye Feiran, and slowly said, "Young Ye Ye is now at the peak of the Immortal Realm. If you don't choose to become a disciple and encounter the inner disciple examination, you can give it a try." The implication is that in the early stages of becoming an immortal, one should not even think about taking part in the inner disciple examination. Yun Chen and others: "..." Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, "Let's talk about the future later!" Ke Tiandong stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, "Young friend Ye is right, we can talk about the future later, not to mention who knows what changes will happen after staying in the Monster Kiln for three years." As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but think of the words of Immortal Qingwu. Not only could their strength grow rapidly in the Monster Kiln, but if they were lucky, they might encounter opportunities. They must seize the three years of the Monster Kiln. The cultivation resources of the outer disciples and the inner disciples were very different, and they did not want to fall too far behind. "Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke are in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, what about the ancestors of the Yunmen and the elders of the Yunmen?" Qian Mingzhu asked doubtfully. "They may have gone to another sect. Anyway, with their accumulated strength, if they join Xuantian Immortal Sect, they cannot be outer disciples!" Lu Yingzhou said. Yu Liuxia shook her head gently, "I don't know. I can ask Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke when I meet them." Han Xize glanced at Lu Ziheng in the water mirror, then at Lu Yingzhou beside him, and couldn't help but ask, "Yingzhou, is Lu Ziheng a disciple of your Lu family?" Lu Yingzhou was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, but I'm not familiar with him." After hearing this, everyone stopped asking any more questions. After all, every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. Next came the Sword Immortal Sect's spaceships, also three of them, but no one saw anyone from the Senluo Continent. Then came the Danxian Sect. Yu Liuxia finally saw the person she was looking for and stood up excitedly. "Ancestor, Supreme Elder!" When Ke Tiandong saw them getting off the first ship of the Danxian Sect, he immediately felt pity. The next moment he thought that Yu Liuxia might go to the Danxian Sect, he felt even more pity. Ye Feiran and the others also thought of this, but everyone's mood did not change. The Patriarch of the Medicine Sect and the Supreme Elder of the Medicine Sect were in the Danxian Sect, and Yu Liuxia chose to go to the Danxian Sect. This was a normal thing. At this moment, Yu Liuxia didn't think too much, only saw the happiness of her elders. In the following days, among the remaining major sect forces, no one was seen from Senluo Continent. "Maybe some people are like us!" Jiang Yinghan guessed. "Everyone has his own ambitions, and his luck is also different." Yunchen said immediately. In this way, half a month passed, and Ke Tiandong reminded, "You can look at the strength of the competitors, and you can also check what is missing." After a pause, he added, "Actually, don't worry too much. The city in the Monster Kiln may also have what you need." "Thank you, senior, for reminding me!" Time passed, and when Ye Feiran and his group looked at the competitors, the competitors also looked at them. The day before entering the Monster Kiln, cultivators under a hundred years old like Ye Feiran gathered in the largest square in Red Moon City and registered their information one by one. On the day they entered the Monster Kiln, Zheng Shanjing, the Great Elder of the Sword Immortal Sect, appeared on the high platform. This year, it was the Sword Immortal Sect's turn to guard the Monster Kiln. Naturally, the Sword Immortal Sect was responsible for these things. As soon as Zheng Shanjing appeared, the originally noisy square instantly became quiet. Although every cultivator knows this, they still want to hear Zheng Shanjing say it with their own ears. Zheng Shanjing took a cursory glance at the young practitioners in the audience, and naturally started speaking in official terms. "Killing the monsters in the Monster Kiln is the responsibility of every cultivator in our fairy world, and the Monster Kiln is also a good place for testing, where your strength can grow rapidly." After a pause, he continued, "In addition, this year, a total of 50,000 cultivators under the age of one hundred have entered the low-level monster area, and the major sects and forces in the fairy world will also recruit disciples from them. The first 500 people can join the ten major sects, and the top 50 people can freely choose which sect to join, and the remaining 400 to 500 people will draw lots to decide. Of course, if the top five hundred don't want to join the ten major sects, they can choose to give up. As for other sect forces, they will also make their own arrangements. You will know when you come out of the monster kiln. After entering the monster kiln, you must first go to the Demon Sealing City to obtain the identity card and task list. The identity card will automatically record the number of monsters you kill. Good luck to you all! " After saying that, Zheng Shanjing flew away from this area and began to preside over the affairs of the other two areas, leaving fifty thousand cultivators behind in whispers. "Oh my God, there are fifty thousand cultivators, the competition is so fierce!" "Ah ah... shouldn't I be able to join the Sword Immortal Sect again?" "No matter how much it is, just spend three years working hard to kill the monsters." Ye Feiran and his group looked calm, and they all looked at the other two areas of the square. Regarding the cultivators in the other two areas, Zheng Shanjing did not say much and directly announced, "Everyone, come in!" As his voice fell, two ancient and mysterious looking teleportation arrays appeared in everyone's sight. Tens of thousands of cultivators entered two teleportation arrays one after another. It was obvious that one of the teleportation arrays was to go to the high-level monster area, and the other was to the intermediate-level monster area. After they all entered the monster kiln, a teleportation array appeared in front of the remaining 50,000 cultivators. "Everyone, go in! I hope you can come back in glory." Zheng Shanjing said one more word. When Ye Feiran and his party stepped into the teleportation array, they were surrounded by colorful lights, and then a burst of pulling force came, causing them to subconsciously protect their bodies with spiritual power. After a while, the tension disappeared and their feet landed on the ground. As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw a gray environment. Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at the sky and found that the sky was also gray. "This is the monster kiln!"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
