Seeing Jiang Jinghui's aggrieved look, the saint-level beast master suddenly felt happy, and then looked carefully at Ye Feiran's participation in the competition, experience and challenge of beast cultivation. Because of his strong affinity for Warcraft, even though Ye Feiran didn't spend much time on beast control, his talent in this area was no worse than that of other professions. "Hmph, as expected, I still have a bright eye! Although Ye Feiran is not a master-level beast master, she can be very fast as long as she wants to. I think she just puts less effort into controlling beasts." Saint-level beast master He hummed softly, looking at Jiang Jinghui from time to time. Jiang Jinghui: "..." Ahem... don't work too hard to prove that beast control is not the most important thing in Ye Feiran's mind, hum! However, he doesn't have to say this to Bai Yichuan, a holy beast master, otherwise he will definitely be more energetic. After leaving the level of Beast Cultivator, Ye Feiran returned to the first floor of Thousand Fantasy Tower and took a look at the two professions of Talisman Cultivator and Weapon Cultivator, but because she didn't practice seriously, she didn't plan to join in the fun. Anyway, she had almost exposed all her trump cards, so she naturally had her own considerations in doing so. Although she has not yet awakened her past memories, she knows that there must be many people in the God Realm who do not want her to be reincarnated. Now that she has the past, she must practice well in the Immortal Realm. If possible, she hopes that every profession she is good at can be practiced to the saint level before ascending to the divine realm. This is also because the god level of these professions can only be broken through by becoming a god. In short, she has a long way to go during her time in the fairy world, so every profession requires guidance from a famous teacher. Ye Feiran calculated with her fingers that there were still ten days until the March period, so she found a place on the first floor to practice cross-legged. Seeing this, the people in front of the water mirror finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Ye Feiran finally chose to rest!" I don't know who said this with emotion, but everyone couldn't help but laugh. However, the First Talisman Immortal and the First Weapon Immortal were a little regretful because they thought Ye Feiran would choose between Talisman Cultivation and Weapon Cultivation. biqubao.com However, they just felt sorry in their hearts and began to think of ways to find out if Ye Feiran had any talent in weapon cultivation and talisman cultivation. Especially Qingwu, the first talisman immortal. She saw Ye Feiran reading the notes about talismans with her own eyes, so she must have the talent of talisman cultivation. Looking at the talents of other professions, the talents in Talisman Cultivation are definitely also good. Ke Duzhong took a sip of tea, then glanced at the people in the palace with a serious expression, and said directly, "Concerning Ye Feiran's almost omnipotence, this sect leader will also activate the gag order." Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens. Everyone was slightly stunned, but they all understood Ke Duzhong's considerations, so no one raised any objection. In this way, Ke Duzhong personally initiated the gag order. As a result, almost everyone present could only mention one of Ye Feiran's professions. For example, Jiang Jinghui, the No. 1 Medicine Immortal, could only show off that Ye Feiran was a seventh-grade alchemist at a young age, and other professions could not be mentioned. . As for when Ye Feiran chooses to become a master, as a master, he will naturally restrain his disciples. Of course, if Ye Feiran thinks it doesn't matter, the senior officials of Xuantian Immortal Sect are under a gag order, and the disciples of the sect can also spread the word. In short, no matter what, the gag order is currently beneficial to Ye Feiran. Time passed, and ten days passed quickly. The Thousand Illusion Tower opened, and the disciples inside were teleported back to the first floor no matter what they were doing. The expressions of the disciples were different, including happiness, frustration, and annoyance... All in all, very exciting! Ye Feiran also immediately withdrew from practice and stood quietly waiting for his friends. Team Fengyun 3, Ye Han, Nie Yingluo, Qian Mingzhu, Lu Yingzhou and Feng Wei all looked happy, obviously they had no regrets at Thousand Fantasy Tower. Ye Feiran crossed his arms and said softly, "Tsk, it looks like you performed well in Thousand Fantasy Tower!" Everyone nodded in unison. "Yes, anyway, I showed my best side. As for the result, just leave it to fate!" "We can't become inner disciples this time. We can still participate in the outer sect competition." "But in this case, we may have to separate the outer door and the inner door. It may not be convenient to move around." "Oh, we haven't even stepped out of the Thousand Illusion Tower yet, why are we thinking so much?" "That's right, maybe our luck will continue to surge and we will all become inner disciples!" Just like that, everyone talked and laughed and walked out of the Thousand Illusion Tower together. Ning Xiangmo walked to the back with a look of envy in her eyes. She really wanted to have so many sincere friends. Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke, who were behind Ning Xiangmo, looked at each other and quickly chased after them. "Miss Ye, wait for us!" "Lu Yingzhou!" Hearing Lu Ziheng's voice, Lu Yingzhou stopped and subconsciously looked behind him. The same is true for Ye Feiran and the others. "Master Lu, Miss Shen!" After everyone said hello to each other, they left together. After all, they were a family in the fairy world, not to mention that Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke both had good characters. When Lu Yingzhou and Lu Ziheng saw each other, they felt a little complicated. Like other families in Senluo Continent, the Lu family is divided into the direct line and the collateral line. However, the direct line of the Lu family is divided into two lines, and Lu Ziheng and Lu Yingzhou are the most outstanding of the younger generations of the two lines. The two disciples have always been in a competitive relationship. Now, both of them have ascended to the fairy world. For the Lu family's foundation in the fairy world, they can only compete and cooperate. However, both of them had good temperaments, and they adjusted their emotions after being in a complicated mood for a while. Cooperate when you cooperate, and compete when you compete! In front of the water mirror, everyone saw this scene and couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke. "It turns out they know each other. Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke are both very talented!" "Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke are from Senluo Continent. Now it seems that Ye Feiran and his party are also from Senluo Continent." "It seems that Senluo Continent is rich in talented disciples!" "But I have never heard of any ascended disciple coming from Senluo Continent!" Everyone looked at each other, but they were just confused for a moment and no longer struggled with this issue. Ke Duzhong stood up from his seat, stretched out his hand to flick his dust-free robe, and said with a smile, "Everyone, let's go, it's time to go to the square to select disciples." At the same time, both the outer disciples and the new disciples like Ye Feiran were already lining up in the square in an orderly manner. Bai Hanchen made several complicated seals with his hands, and the Thousand Fantasy Tower disappeared in front of everyone. When the deacons in black from the outer sect stood in a row, the elders from the outer sect appeared, then the deacons from the inner sect in white appeared, the elders from the inner sect appeared, the Immortal Lord appeared, and Ke Duzhong, the sect leader, made his final appearance.
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. ,,. ,.
