The light of this rune exuded a sacred aura, so Ye Feiran immediately guessed that it had a light attribute. As expected, Bai Hanchen opened his mouth again to explain, "This is the attribute of light!" "The attribute of light actually has the attribute of light!" There were endless exclamations, and the eyes of the outer disciples and new disciples looking at Ye Feiran in the square had quietly changed. "Now there is only one rare attribute left. I wonder if Ye Feiran has it?" "Regardless of whether she has it or not, she is a chaos attribute and has three very rare spiritual attributes. She is already very, very amazing!" "But I still hope that she has the attribute of space, so that she will be the only person in the fairy world with twelve attributes!" "Don't talk about the immortal world, she may be the only cultivator with twelve attributes in the divine world, the immortal world and the lower world!" Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the last rune on the stone pillar finally slowly lit up. The color of this rune is colorful. Now everyone no longer has to guess, knowing that it is a spatial attribute. When all the runes on the stone pillars lit up, everyone felt that they had received more stimulation today than all the previous stimulations combined. "Twelve attributes, she really has twelve attributes!" "This is the first time I see that a person can have so many attributes. Isn't this really a dream?" "This Ye Feiran is simply a monster. Will she let others live?" "Yes, most of us only have one kind of spiritual attribute. She is better, she can control all the spiritual attributes." "Oh, it doesn't matter that this Ye Feiran is so good-looking that everyone hates her, but her talent in cultivation also makes people envious, jealous, and hateful. It's really infuriating to death!" "Stop feeling emotional, the facts are in front of us, we should be glad that such a monster joined our Xuantian Immortal Sect instead of other sect forces!" The outer disciples were shocked, the black-robed deacon of the outer sect was shocked, the deputy sect leader Bai Hanchen was shocked, and Ke Duzhong and others in front of the water mirror were also shocked. "Twelve attributes, Ye Feiran has twelve attributes, this is really incredible!" "Indeed, but we should be happy that such a talented and evil disciple chooses to join our Xuantian Immortal Sect." "Yeah, I'm now starting to look forward to the reactions of other sect forces at that moment. It will definitely be exciting!" "What's even more gratifying is that there are people in our Xuantian Immortal Sect who have the four extremely rare spiritual attributes of darkness, light, time and space. When the time comes, they can guide Ye Feiran in his cultivation." "As long as Ye Feiran achieves something in the future, our Xuantian Immortal Sect's status as the number one sect in the immortal world will only become more stable, and maybe we can leave the second-ranked Sword Immortal Sect far behind." "Sect Master, it seems that who is qualified to be Ye Feiran's master?" Hearing this, Ke Duzhong was slightly startled. This is indeed a question worth pondering, but now is not the time to think about it. "Ahem... Let's take a look at the purity of her twelve spiritual attributes first, and then wait until she comes out of the Thousand Illusion Tower." Everyone: "..." These words showed that the sect leader had no idea. "I wonder how pure Ye Feiran's spiritual power is?" Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the light of twelve attributes began to climb from the bottom of the stone pillar. I saw that they were climbing at the same speed, which made everyone's hearts rise. "Seventy percent!" "Eighty percent!" "Nine, ninety percent!" "Oh my god, it's 100 percent!" "The purity of the twelve spiritual attributes is actually 100%!" "Damn it, is this Ye Feiran still going to let people live?" "I remember that the last cultivator with 100% attribute purity was Ye Feixuan." "Hey, Ye Feixuan? Ye Feiran? This name... what's the relationship between them?" At the same time, whether it was Bai Hanchen, Ke Duzhong and the elders in front of the water mirror, they all had the idea in their hearts that they could not wait to accept disciples. After all, a seedling like Ye Feiran is rare to find! "Sect Master, I don't think Ye Feiran needs to enter Thousand Fantasy Tower." "That makes sense!" Ke Duzhong understood their thoughts and said helplessly, "Only by entering the Thousand Illusion Tower can I be more justified. I don't want these trivial matters to affect a disciple's future development." This statement made more sense, and everyone had no choice but to suppress their thoughts. Wang Zezhi, who originally thought he was a winner, now felt a little confused. After all, Ye Feiran's talent was too evil. More importantly, he remembered that the people with the attributes of light, space and time were the three supreme elders of the Xuantian Immortal Sect. Although he is the number one swordsman in the immortal world, he must respect these respected elders! So, he thought about it and couldn't help but said, "Sect Master, I think no matter what, it must depend on the disciple's wishes." At this time, Ke Duzhong didn't know Wang Zezhi's real intention, so he nodded in agreement, "This makes sense, so when the time comes, everyone should act according to their abilities!" Although everyone was speechless, they had already begun to think about how to accept Ye Feiran, a monster, as a disciple. on the square. The expression on Ye Feiran's face looked as calm as ever, but in fact she was also surprised that she actually possessed four very rare spiritual attributes of darkness, light, space and time. But after being surprised, she felt excited. If these four rare attributes could be developed well, it would be very beneficial to her future. Then, seeing that the purity of her twelve attributes of spiritual energy was all 100%, she couldn't help but sigh again that she was most likely the daughter of Heaven. As for the future, she didn't think about it and would talk about it later. When she returned to the team, Fengyun Team 3 and others finally couldn't bear it any longer. "Little Ye Zi, you are so awesome!" "Yes, it actually has twelve attributes!" "The four attributes of darkness, light, space and time are super rare attributes. Only you and Yingluo have them among us." Hearing this, Nie Yingluo said quickly, "I don't dare to compare with Xiao Zizi. She has four kinds, and I only have one." "Hahaha... No matter what, we are hugging your thighs tightly." After their emotions calmed down a little, Ye Feiran slowly said, "Keep a low profile. If a tree is as beautiful as the forest, the wind will destroy it!" As soon as these words came out, everyone's excitement instantly dissipated a lot, and then they began to worry. "The Xuantian Immortal Sect is the number one sect in the immortal world and can definitely protect you." At the same time, the leader Ke Duzhong also thought of this, and he made a decision without hesitation. "Huaijin, ring the bell three times!" "Yes, Master!" Mu Huaijin received the message from her master and immediately went to ring the bell. "Dang! Dang! Dang!"
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. ,,. ,.
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