That night, Ye Xiangyang cleared the haze from his heart. Hong Tianze still had three months to go before he arrived at Danding Divine Sect. Three months was enough time to do a lot of things.
It was very difficult for others to advance to the next level in three months, but if he wanted to advance, he could just let go of the pressure now. Ye Xiangyang wanted to make his foundation more solid, as a hundred-foot-high building must have a solid foundation.
That night, we continued our training as usual.
The next day, Ye Xiangyang and others felt that there were fewer outer disciples coming to watch the examination for recruiting disciples. The vast majority of outer disciples began to practice in seclusion.
On July 15th, an exchange conference among the twelve sects was held in Danding Divine Sect. Although it was called an exchange, it was actually to showcase the outstanding disciples of each sect and enhance the status of each sect.
Since there is an exchange meeting among the twelve sects, there will definitely be a competition for outer disciples among the sects.
There are a total of disciples in Danding Divine Sect: 100,000 outer disciples, which would exceed 150,000 if various other personnel were included; 5,000 inner disciples, which means that only 200 outer disciples can be promoted to an inner disciple; 300 core disciples; and 20 saints.
It is extremely difficult to stand out among the 100,000 outer disciples.
Many outer disciples probably also smelled something. Maybe there are rules in the sect that if they can become famous in this exchange competition, they can get the admission card to become an inner disciple.
Faced with such fierce competition for places, who would not give it a try at this time
In a sect, disciples of different levels have different levels of resource supplies. It is not obvious among warriors and martial artists, but once you become a military general, you will understand the importance of resources.
Why is it difficult for small families to produce masters? Lack of martial arts is one aspect, and lack of resources is another.
The higher the level, the fewer people there are. It's like carnivorous animals in nature, the number at the top must be small, otherwise the system cannot be supported.
Therefore, the outer disciples want to become inner disciples, the inner disciples want to become core disciples, the core disciples want to become the Holy Son, and the Holy Son wants to become the sect's patriarch or main elder.
Of course, these have little to do with Ye Xiangyang’s current assessment.
Today's assessment is the concentration level, with a total of 368 people participating.
Three hundred and sixty-eight people were sent into a pitch-dark passage, and then the door was closed, allowing them to walk out on their own. The passage was considered completed.
As the gate closed, the formation began.
Ye Xiangyang felt that a magnificent palace appeared in front of him.
The name of this hall was written on it: Divine Merit Hall, and there was also a couplet: "Achievements are in the hands of the heavens, and the time spent in martial arts cultivation counts no years." Just these big characters, each with a sacred glow, attracted people's attention.
Looking from outside the hall, one could see glittering names: Wonderful Illusion Technique, Heavenly Net Illusion Technique, Sunflower Water Fist, Thunder Technique, Rage Curse, Overlord Slash, Dazzling Light Array, Jade Pill Heart Sutra, Seven Birds Thunder, Puppet Slash… Heavenly Grade Techniques.
Ye Xiangyang's heart moved. One has to know how precious the heavenly-level skills are. They are extremely rare.
Small families have lower-grade yellow rank, medium-sized families have middle-grade yellow rank, high-grade yellow rank or Xuan-grade skills, and the eight great martial arts of the Danding Divine Sect are lower-grade earth rank.
Now that I have encountered a heavenly-level martial arts technique, how can I be so excited
Ye Xiangyang knew in his heart that his Xuanshen Tiangong and Wushen Tiangong were heaven-level skills, and he could not have more of them, so his steps towards the hall stopped.
There was a vast grassland in front of him. Ye Xiangyang walked forward. A magical medicinal fragrance filled his soul. It was a real medicinal fragrance.
The sacred Bodhi tree, the pure lotus, the nine-day peach, the ten-thousand-year ginseng fruit... these medicines are all heavenly-grade medicines.
Look at the medicines on the ground, they are all earth-level medicines everywhere.
Ye Xiangyang grabbed a piece of the earth-level medicinal fragrant Dream Orchid Grass, and it indeed gave off the fragrance of Dream Orchid Grass. Ye Xiangyang put it in his mouth and chewed it, and it still had the taste of Dream Orchid Grass.
No, there is Rehmannia glutinosa fruit here. Ye Xiangyang has eaten this kind of fruit before. He picked one up, put it in his mouth and bit it. Ye Xiangyang tasted it and it was very similar, but there were subtle differences.
Fake, these are all fake.
At this moment, Xiang Yixiu appeared. Her face was still as delicate as before. When she saw Ye Xiangyang, she ran towards him like the wind.
The smile on her face slowly unfolded, like the spring colors slowly blooming on a flower.
"My dear, you are back."
The whispering of swallows is so intimate that it makes one's heart beat faster, and the smile and frown in the eyes touches one's heart and lungs.
"My dear, I have been waiting for you for more than ten years. You are finally back. I missed you so much." What filled his arms was the warmth and fragrance of a woman, and his heart was filled with charming feminine scent.
"This time when you come back, I won't let you go. I absolutely won't let you go."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly. He and his senior sister had only known each other for a short time, how could they have gone from being senior sister to husband and wife
He waved his hand and walked forward.
"Junior brother, you, you, are you so heartless and ungrateful?" Xiang Yixiu's eyes were filled with sparkling tears.
Every teardrop carries the sorrow that breaks one's heart.
The sound of the iron drum is tragic and solemn, and the painted halberd is majestic and righteous.
Yun Jianhan came with a group of people. When he saw him, he laughed loudly and saluted him: "Brother, we have unified the Xuanwu Continent this time. You are the emperor who has never been seen before and will never be seen again. The achievements of our brothers will be passed down for thousands of years."
"Hahaha, big brother, we finally took down the Xianjian Sect and the Mu Ling Sect. Now the six sects and twelve second-rate forces in the Xuanwu Continent have been completely unified. It is now the world of your Danding Divine Sect, big brother." Hu Ba said to him with a high demeanor and excitement on his face.
"Brother, all the ten demon palaces in this Xuanwu continent will surrender. You will be the one and only Xuanwu Emperor, and your power will dominate the next 30,000 years." Duanmu Ao brought his men over and said with a smile.
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"Welcome Emperor Xuanwu, the Emperor returns to the palace."
Countless martial artists and powerful men kowtowed to him, and the entire Xuanwu Continent was in his hands.
Standing in the air, Ye Xiangyang, who was flying, smiled faintly: "I am only a Xuanshi Qixing, where does the reputation of the Great Emperor come from? It's really ridiculous."
At this moment, the scene changed, and the head of the Ye Yongqing family laughed loudly: "Boy, boy, our Ye family's income this year is a total of 1 billion Xuanwu gold coins. Take a look."
Ye Xiangyang saw that the huge warehouse was full of glittering gold coins. The Ye family had become a large family with wealth as deep as the sea and luxury that was beyond description.
The manor, which covers thousands of acres, is full of flowers and green willows, winding covered bridges, rockery and ponds, and is ingeniously designed. Various beautiful maids walk among them, and various rare birds play in them.
"Boy, our business is so big that it has covered Dan Ding Shen Zong, Jin Fu Zong... and many other places. A steady stream of Xuanwu gold coins flows into our Ye family like water. Our Ye family is now a wealthy family in Xuanwu Continent."
Ye Yongqing introduced Ye Xiangyang, and Ye Xiangyang also felt that it was he who had made the arrangements over the years and made his family rich and powerful today. Even people like Danding Shenzong had to be respectful when they saw him.
Through the white jade stele outside, you can see some people who have not taken a single step outside. They are probably immersed in their own gentle and wealthy life and dreaming of their own beautiful dreams.
Someone walked forward a short distance and then stopped again.
There was only one person, walking alone, passing through one place after another, and the lonely figure kept moving forward.
Who is this person? He has passed through many barriers such as fame, wealth, immortality, women and gentleness, and is heading towards the exit.
"Oh my, this man has such a strong mind. I didn't expect him to be so calm about these things in the world. I didn't expect him to have such a good grasp of the seven emotions and six desires of the world."
"Yes, this person is simply not disturbed by external desires. He has no self, no other, no life, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind."
"What a strong spiritual power."
"This kid has reached the last level. Let's see how he does at the family level."
The family hurdle is about a person's view on family affection. If he can get through it quickly, it means that he is cold-hearted. However, if he cannot get through it, it means that he does not have strong self-control.
Ye Xiangyang was walking forward when he suddenly heard Hong Tianze's owl-like laughter, which sounded gloomy: "Haha, haha, Ye Xiangyang, don't you see who I have in my hand? Haha, kid, their life and death depend on you."
"Come here, come here." Hong Tianze roared.
When Ye Xiangyang saw that his parents were being held hostage by Hong Tianze, his eyes were still bright and the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd in his hand was shaking.
"Drop the weapon in your hand, or I will kill him." As he said this, a long bloody mark was drawn on Ye Wentian's cheek, and the blood flowed quickly down his father's cheek.
"Yang'er, kill him, kill him for me, don't worry about me, don't worry about us." Ye Wentian shouted at Ye Xiangyang.
Pah, a slap hit Ye Wentian's face, and also hit Ye Xiangyang's heart. Ye Xiangyang burst into tears: "No, don't hit me, I've thrown away my weapon."
Hong Tianze became even more ferocious: "Wow, boy, kneel down for me, quickly, kneel down for me."
Hong Tianze became hysterical. He grabbed Tang Wan'er and tore open a piece of her clothes.
Blood was about to come out of Ye Xiangyang's eyes, and his fists made a cracking sound.
You must die, you kid must die.
Ye Xiangyang made a desperate attempt with the Sky-Breaking Strike. He knew that in the end, Hong Tianze would not let his parents go.
One blow is like a mountain collapse and the earth splits apart; one blow fills the whole world with sorrow.
Boom boom, a blow hit Hong Tianze's body, and Hong Tianze's body turned into nothing. Only his head was left, and he rushed towards Ye Xiangyang: "Ye Xiangyang, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."
Ye Xiangyang smashed into Hong Tianze's fist. Boom boom, this time Hong Tianze was completely shattered.
At that moment, Ye Wentian and Tang Wan'er also disappeared. Ye Xiangyang looked at their slowly disappearing figures, and his heart ached. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he kept shouting, "Dad, Mom—"