I saw the golden runes on the stone pillar light up, and then the entire stone pillar was left with only gold color, and then the golden light began to climb up from the bottom of the stone pillar. When the golden light reached halfway, it stopped moving. "Zhang Feng, metallic spiritual power, 50% pure." The black-clothed deacon of the outer gate announced. At this time, Ye Feiran and his party had a good idea, and they were very curious whether the multiple attributes showed the purity of the cultivation or at the same time. In the following time, new disciples came forward one after another to test the purity of the spiritual power, but the forty-five disciples assigned by lot did not even have multiple attributes. When it was the turn of Ye Feiran and his party, the outer disciples who had been a little drowsy suddenly woke up. They were all curious about the talents of the fifty disciples in front of the monster kiln. "Fengwei!" When she heard the black-clad deacon calling her name from the outer door, Feng Wei immediately ran to the transparent stone pillar, then put down her hand to input her spiritual power. The next moment, the red runes on the stone pillar lit up, and then the red light climbed up from the bottom of the stone pillar. When it climbed halfway up, it paused slightly, continued to climb, and then slowly stopped. "Fengwei, fire attribute spiritual power, 70% pure." This is the first new disciple whose spiritual power is 70% pure, so he is very eye-catching. "Tsk, the purity is 70%. He is indeed one of the top fifty disciples of the Monster Kiln. His talent is different." "I heard that this Fengwei is still a chef, and her fire-attribute spiritual energy is 70% pure. It's a pity!" "Maybe she has a career other than just cooking." Because she was the first disciple with a purity of 70%, both the deputy sect leader Bai Hanchen and the black-clad deacons from the outer sect couldn't help but take a second look at her. At the same time, Ke Duzhong and the elders in the water mirror also became energetic. Yes, when the new disciples tested the purity of their spiritual energy, they looked at the water mirror. As Ning Xiangmo said, the first step for them to select a disciple is to see the purity of their spiritual power. "Next, Ning Xiangmo!" When Ning Xiangmo input spiritual power, the red and gold runes on the stone pillar lit up at the same time. "Dual attributes, she actually has dual attributes spiritual power!" "Finally, a disciple with dual-attribute spiritual power appears!" The black-clad deacon of the outer sect was also a little excited, finally meeting a disciple with dual attributes. Soon, the red light and the golden light began to climb upward from the bottom of the stone pillar, each taking up half of the country. In the end, the two lights stop at different locations, but their purity is good. "Ning Xiangmo has dual-attribute spiritual power of gold and fire. The purity of the metallic spiritual power is 65%, and the purity of the fire-attribute spiritual power is 70%." As the voice of the black-clad deacon at the outer door fell, there was a burst of exclamation in the square. "Wow!" "The purity of the dual-attribute spiritual power is also so high, he is worthy of being one of the top fifty disciples of the Monster Kiln!" "Ning Xiangmo? This name seems familiar! Oh, I remembered it. She is a disciple of the Ning family in Liuying City." "Isn't the Ning family of Liuying City a rune family?" "Yes, this Ning Xiangmo is probably here for the first Talisman Immortal Qingwu." In front of the water mirror, Ke Duzhong glanced at Qingwu, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Qingwu, this disciple is good, aren't you interested?" Qingwu took a sip of the spirit tea and then slowly said, "Let's take a look at her performance in Thousand Illusions Tower!" The other rune masters seemed hesitant to speak, but they all knew in their hearts that it would be their turn only if Qingwu said no. Alas, who made Qingwu the number one Talisman Immortal in the immortal world! "Next, Nie Yingluo!" After Nie Yingluo input her spiritual power, the red runes on the stone pillars immediately lit up. When everyone thought she was just a spiritual attribute, the black runes suddenly lit up. Seeing this, not only the outer disciples were shocked, but also all the outer deacons and deputy sect masters were surprised. Ye Feiran and the others were also surprised because they had never heard Nie Yingluo say that she had dark attributes. Of course, Ke Duzhong and others in front of the water mirror looked surprised. Dark attributes! This is a spiritual attribute even rarer than Feng Lei Bing! After being surprised, Ke Duzhong slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, "Dark attribute, we must train this disciple well!" "Bai Hanchen will no longer be depressed. He finally met a disciple with dark attributes." Bai Hanchen's eyes lit up as expected, he glanced at Nie Yingluo, and then looked forward to the purity of her spiritual power. Not talking about them, Nie Yingluo also looked at the black rune on the stone pillar with a confused expression. Because before this, she had no idea that her spiritual power was of fire attribute and that she also had dark attribute. There are obviously many disciples with dark attributes in Xieyun Palace. Is it possible that there is something wrong with the crystal ball of the Witch Clan and it cannot detect the dark attributes at all? However, there is no need to worry about these things. She now has dark attributes, and she should be well treated in the sect. Then, she gathered her mind and looked at the purity of her spiritual power. Red light and black light began to climb from the bottom of the stone pillar at the same time. Seeing the purity of these two spiritual attributes, the square burst into exclamations again. "Could she be a disciple of some hidden family?" "Yes, even if it has rare attributes, the purity is still so high." After the outer door's black-clad deacon was surprised, he quickly said, "Nie Yingluo has dual-attribute spiritual power of fire and darkness. The purity of the fire-attribute spiritual power is 70%, and the purity of the dark-attribute spirit is 80%." After Ye Feiran and others were surprised, they all felt happy for Nie Yingluo. Nie Yingluo also looked at the purity of her spiritual power with a shocked look on her face, especially the dark attribute. The purity is 80%, which is even higher than the purity of the fire attribute. Bai Hanchen originally wanted to accept a disciple, but thought that they would enter the Thousand Illusion Tower later, so he suppressed the idea. If you are not in a hurry, you can take a look at Nie Yingluo's performance in Thousand Fantasy Tower. If her performance is good, it will be even better. Nie Yingluo returned to the team in a daze. Ye Feiran and others originally planned to congratulate her, but they were a little confused when they saw her like this. "Yingluo, what's wrong with you?" Qian Mingzhu asked with a frown. Hearing this, Nie Yingluo's head cleared up a lot, and she said truthfully, "I didn't know that I had dark attributes." Everyone: "..." This was not only heard by Ye Feiran and his party, but also by everyone in the square. Nie Yingluo didn't know she had dark attributes? ! "I heard that many new disciples have just ascended from the lower realm not long ago." "The lower realm can't even test the dark attribute?" "I heard that there is a shortage of resources in the lower realm, but I didn't expect that it can't even detect the dark attribute." "Are these the key points? The key point is that she comes from the lower world, but she has such evil talents!" The deacon in black at the outer door was also shocked by Nie Yingluo's words, but after the shock passed, he felt happy again. It's a good thing if you don't know that you have dark attributes, otherwise Nie Yingluo might not join their Xuantian Immortal Sect. After coming back to his senses, he adjusted his mood and continued shouting, "Next, Lu Yingzhou."
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. ,,. ,.
