In the dust storm!
"Forget it, let's let it go today." Wutan dodged a blow on his head, picked up the stone and kept it, maybe he could use it in the future.
Han Tian almost cried because of the pain. What does it mean to let it go first? Do we have to continue in the future? It has come to this, can't we just end it
The two of them were joking at first, but ended up getting really angry.
In terms of strength, he is no match now and can only be beaten. The several big meat bags on his head are the best proof of this.
"Haha, what a rising star." The girl in yellow laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.
The dust storm gradually dissipated, and the two men strode out. Han Tian glared at the woman in yellow fiercely, then touched the lump on his head, grinning, and looked indignant.
The woman in red stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, both of you. Please show us your tokens."
"What a bullshit token. Do I look like a liar?" Han Tian's face looked extremely bad.
"handsome guy?"
The woman in red was stunned. Her head was full of tumors, like a toad. She seemed to have nothing in common with the handsome guy. She still held back and didn't say anything, but her beautiful face was flushed, and her thoughts were self-evident.
"What are you laughing at? Be careful of getting freckles on your face. And you, yes, I'm talking about you, the little girl in yellow. Look at you, you have no butt, no figure, no face, and no breasts. What qualifications do you have to criticize others? Shut your mouth." Han Tian was like a shrew scolding on the street.
Zhang Ting was stunned for a moment, and finally she was so ashamed and angry that she went crazy and pounced on him with her teeth and claws bared. Several talented young men nearby rushed forward to hold her back, telling her to calm down and not to take it to heart.
Although the six core disciples did not recognize the two people, they all felt ashamed and turned their heads to look away, as if to say, "I don't know you." In fact, they didn't know them at all.
It is abominable that such a person of no character can become a direct disciple. The sect leader has no idea of what kind of vision he has.
"Hey, didn't you want a token? I'm giving it to you now, but why are you turning your head away? Are you feeling inferior to my handsome face and dare not look directly at me?" Han Tian threw the purple token over.
The woman in red couldn't help but smile bitterly. What kind of person is this? She had seen shameless people, but never someone so shameless. She comforted herself in her heart that maybe he didn't even know how to write the word shameless.
After taking the token and looking at it, the red-dressed woman's pupils shrank and her face suddenly became solemn. She handed it over respectfully and said, "Please take back the token. I apologize for any offense."
"Is he really a direct disciple?!"
The expressions of the five core disciples behind him changed at once, and they became respectful. Even though they were unhappy in their hearts, the status of direct disciples could not be violated in any way. This was the sect's system.
The woman in red asked in confusion: "Who is this?"
Wu Tian took out the token, and the woman in red was stunned. Why was it white? White tokens usually represent registered disciples. She took the token, and when she saw the back, her face changed again and again, looking at Wu Tian in disbelief.
In the end, she didn't say much, returned the token to Wu Tian, and apologized sincerely.
"Lord Yan Yangzi, may I ask what we should do next?" the woman in red asked respectfully.
Wu Tian said: "Just do what you should do, no need to ask me."
"Yes!" The woman in red bowed and responded, then walked up to the platform and shouted, "Come here and line up in an orderly manner."
More than a hundred people who passed the first round of assessment gathered under the high platform, but looked at Wutan from time to time. He must be an important figure who could make the core disciples of Yanzong so respectful. However, looking at his gentle and refined appearance, he looked more like a scholar and was weak and fragile.
"Senior Sister Han Ning, is he really the titled disciple?" a young man asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask too many questions!" The woman in red gave a cold look and a look. The young man shut his mouth consciously and stood quietly aside.
Han Ning glanced at the hundreds of people below and said, "After resting for so long, your injuries should have almost recovered. Now we will start the second round of assessment. From here, rush to the sect with all your strength. The first fifty people who arrive will officially become disciples of the sect. But remember, life and death are determined by fate. No matter what dangers you encounter on the way, we will not help you. If you want to give up now, please stand up."
"do not give up!"
More than a hundred young men below shouted in unison, with an astonishing momentum. They all came from far away places, and encountered dangers along the way, but they all persevered, not to mention this short distance.
It is approximately three hundred miles from Tieshi Town to Bibo Lake. Everyone's strength is basically at the minor success stage, and some have already reached the major success stage. If they move at full speed, they will arrive in a few hours.
"Okay!" The red-dressed woman slapped the mustard seed bag, and a scroll of animal skin appeared on the ground with a flash of light. "This is a map, which records the route and the surrounding terrain. Each of you can take a copy. As for how to go, it's up to you. Let's go, we'll be waiting for you at the sect gate."
Everyone stepped forward and each took a piece of animal skin scroll, but did not set off immediately. Instead, they gathered in groups of three or four, seemingly discussing something.
Although it was only 300 miles away, there were many monsters. A person with shallow cultivation would be in danger of falling into a tiger's mouth if he walked alone, so he had to look for a companion. There were also some brave people with higher cultivation who did not want to waste time and left alone.
The most eye-catching among them belonged to the New Alliance, which had at least thirty people. They gathered together and discussed.
The leader was a red-haired young man with distinct facial features. He always had a sunny smile on his face, and his dark eyes were very clear, which made people easily like him.
Wutan had seen this person before. He was Xu Yan, whom he had met once.
As if sensing someone was watching him, Xu Yan raised his head, looked over, smiled slightly, nodded in a friendly manner, then lowered his head to continue discussing with the others.
Wutan's physical transformation was very successful. Except for Han Tian and others who knew about it, I'm afraid no one who had seen him before would be able to recognize him.
Finally, the new alliance left, thirty people formed pairs, and the others also left one after another, and the pass gradually became quiet.
The woman in red let out a long roar, and eleven flamingos flew over with their wings spread out, more than ten meters long, casting a large shadow. They were hairless and covered with scales, as if cast from magma, and as red as fire!
They were very fast and arrived in an instant, landing on the plain, causing gusts of wind, dust, and flowers and plants to fly.
The red-dressed woman looked at the remaining fifty-one talented young men and said, "You are very lucky to have become official disciples. I hope you can work hard to cultivate and contribute to the sect as soon as possible. Okay, all of you go up and report back to the sect."
Everyone dispersed and ran over excitedly. This was a flamingo, which was nothing in the sect, just a means of transportation, but it was extremely expensive. It was difficult for an ordinary family to afford to buy one. They all found it very novel.
"Lord Yan Yangzi, please..." The woman in red stepped forward and said respectfully.
Wu Tian said: "Just call me Senior Brother."
Then, he and Han Tian were the first to jump onto the back of the flamingo.
A smile appeared on the face of the woman in red. It seemed that Lord Yan Yangzi was not difficult to get along with. He was much kinder than the other two titled geniuses.
"Let's go too!" she called out, and several people jumped up one after another and stood straight behind Wutan and the other man.
"Go!" the woman in red shouted softly, and more than a dozen flamingos soared into the sky and disappeared over Tieshi Town in an instant.
The wind was howling, but one did not feel cold. Instead, there was a wave of heat. All the young geniuses were very amazed and stroked the red scales, unable to let go.
"Baby, I must get a flamingo as my pet in the future. It won't be afraid of the cold and will be handsome." A young man said with hope in his eyes.
"Have some backbone, okay? The flamingo is just an ordinary mount. If you want to get one, you should get a lightning eagle or a fire-eyed golden-eyed beast or something like that. It can be a mount and has powerful combat power." Another young man in green rolled his eyes.
"If you have guts, why don't you go catch a lightning eagle or a beast with fire eyes and see if you have the ability to do it." The young man was unconvinced and fought back.
"Haha, I'm just talking, don't take it so seriously!" The young man in blue laughed dryly.
Wutan sat in front of the flamingo, and a faint aura spread out, blocking the heat wave and letting the cold wind blow.
In the battle of Scorpio Ridge, the culprit has been killed, but the knot in his heart can never be untied.
It can be seen from the wanted order that the top leaders of Huoyun Sect have long known about Huo Shi's vicious behavior, but they did not punish him severely. Instead, they issued a wanted order across the continent and even framed him with a false crime. This shows that the attitude of the top leaders of Huoyun Sect is to fight to the death.
Suddenly, he thought of Lin Shan and Long Hu. He wondered how they were doing and whether they had also practiced the Soul-Devouring Magic Scripture.
Both of them were very kind to him. The former often brought him wealth, so that he and his grandfather had no worries about food and clothing. The latter was his only playmate and friend since he was a child, and the only person who had no intentions towards him besides Shishi, Xiaotian and his grandfather. He was very worried.
But now his cultivation was shallow, and he was powerless to take the two away.
"I hope you will be safe. One day, I will free you from the clutches of the devil." He silently blessed and vowed in his heart.
Han Tian healed his wounds silently while Wutan was in deep thought. The atmosphere was very solemn. Several people had sweat on their foreheads and dared not breathe, for fear of disturbing these two important figures.
The red-dressed woman's gaze was always on Wutan. She felt that this seemingly gentle and mysterious man in front of her must have many stories in his heart. She even sensed a faint sadness.
Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yan Yangzi, when did you become the disciple of the Great Elder? How come we have never heard of you in the sect?"
Wu Tian came back to his senses, restrained his momentum, and the heat wave rushed towards him, driving away the coldness in his body. He turned his head and glanced at the woman, saying, "For more than ten years, I have been practicing in seclusion and have never come out to walk around. Naturally, you have never heard of me."
"You've been practicing in seclusion for more than ten years?!"
The woman in red was surprised, and the people behind her also looked at her strangely, as if they were looking at a monster. Someone who could remain in seclusion for more than ten years, ignoring worldly affairs and cultivating his potential, could only be described as a monster.
Another woman said: "Then your cultivation must be very strong!"
“So-so!”
Several people were stunned. They already had titles, but they were still so-so. Then, they, the core disciples, were not up to par.
Han Tian opened his eyes and said, "Do you know why we can become direct disciples, while you are only core disciples?"
“Please give me some advice, senior brother…” Several people asked humbly.
Han Tian coughed and said, "Because we have good talents, and we have been secluded for many years and worked hard. But you guys, you just play games all day long. Look at this beauty, wow! So beautiful. That handsome guy, wow! So handsome, you do nothing and waste your time. Am I right? You have poor talents to begin with, and you don't know how to work hard. When something big happens in the future, you will only become cannon fodder."
Several people's faces turned red. Although Han Tian's words were unpleasant to hear, every word hit the nail on the head.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother. We will work harder in the future." Several people expressed their gratitude.
"You are a teachable young man!" Han Tian nodded and said, "In fact, it is not your fault to look at beautiful women and handsome men. The mistake is that you are looking at the wrong people. For example, if you female disciples want to look at handsome men, you should look at someone like me. It can not only feast your eyes, but also improve your cultivation. It's killing two birds with one stone, don't you think?"
The three women looked at each other, wondering how there could be such a narcissistic person. How shameless. If they hadn't considered his status as a direct disciple, they would have wanted to rush over and beat him up.
The flamingo was very fast, and in just a moment, it arrived at the location of the Yan Sect - Bi Bo Lake!
There is a vast lake below. When you are in mid-air, you can't see the end. It would be more appropriate to call it an ocean rather than a lake. It shocks everyone's perspective!
(End of this chapter)