In the center of the square, there is a white altar.
Those who receive the power of the holy flame need to stand in the center of the altar, sacrifice their own phantom of the Suzaku fire feather, and then the power will descend upon the approval of the Suzaku holy fire.
That is to say, even if there is a phantom of Suzaku Fire Feather, if the attributes of the Suzaku Holy Flame and that person do not match, they will not be able to gain power. According to the past statistics, the top disciples of the sect have only about 70% chance of obtaining the power of the Holy Flame in the Dharma Altar, and even the most talented disciples will miss it.
"The first one, Yang Yuan, please go to the Dharma altar!" Great Elder Chen Xinran said loudly.
Yang Yuan glanced at An Lin, then turned his gaze to the holy flame above the sky, and walked towards the white altar calmly.
"Senior Brother Yangyuan can break through the void return period after he obtains the power of the Holy Flame. I'm really envious..." Mo Hai looked at the figure standing in the center of the altar and said with emotion.
An Lin didn't take it seriously, and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, you may reach the stage of returning to the void after a hundred years of hard work. After all, you are the best disciple of the Vermilion Bird Sect's generation."
"Well, then I'll lend you a good word. Anlin, you have outstanding talent. In a hundred years, you will definitely be able to achieve the Void Return Stage!" Mo Hai said with a smile.
An Lin sneered: "Hehe, are you looking down on me, An Lin?"
Mo Hai: "???"
"At most ten years, I can be promoted to Void Return Stage!" An Lin said solemnly.
Mo Hai: "..."
"Can we have a good chat today?" Mo Hai felt a little stuffy in his chest.
At this moment, Yang Yuan had released the phantom of the Suzaku fire feather in his arms, suspended in the void.
The feather phantom is burning with golden flames, this is a vision that only the top-grade Suzaku fire feather phantom has.
The Suzaku holy fire in the night sky seemed to sense something, and a mysterious wave spread, attracting the golden fire feathers, flying into the holy fire, and merging with the holy fire.
The holy flame trembled slightly, and then a white radiance descended. That light contained the purest flame power, pouring on Yang Yuan's body.
Many disciples who saw this scene cheered.
This phenomenon means that Yang Yuan has been recognized by the Suzaku Holy Flame and has been officially endowed with power.
They are cheering for the birth of a top expert in the sect. After condensing the Suzaku Holy Flame, Yang Yuan will break through to the Void Returning Realm in a very short time!
The white radiance descending from the Suzaku sacred fire made Yang Yuan's body seem to be covered with a layer of white gauze, and the extremely rich and powerful flame energy was instilled, which lasted for three minutes before slowly dissipating.
Yang Yuan's indifferent face also showed some joy at the moment, and he bowed deeply to the many disciples and elders who cheered for him, and then he stepped down from the altar.
After Yang Yuan went down, it was Lu Jiazhi's turn to go to the altar.
Lu Jiazhi released a red fire feather phantom, which is the middle-grade Suzaku fire feather.
He desperately searched for the top-grade Suzaku Fire Feather in the secret realm, but was trapped for several days, so in the end he only got a middle-grade Vermillion Bird Fire Feather, which is really a pity.
This time, the holy fire still cast a white brilliance, but this power only had a faint radiance covering the body, and it only lasted for about a minute before it began to dissipate.
Lu Jiazhi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this. Fortunately, he was approved by the Suzaku Holy Flame, and he was not unlucky.
It is a good thing to be able to condense the holy flames in the sea of qi, and he will not complain about gains and losses because of this.
"The third one, An Lin, please go to the altar!" Great Elder Chen Xinran continued to speak loudly.
At this time, the tens of thousands of people in the Holy Fire Square became restless, and everyone turned their eyes to the altar, looking at the strange yet familiar man.
An Lin had long been used to such big scenes, so he didn't have much nervous expression on his face. Instead, he walked towards the altar unhurriedly, looking at the holy flame above the sky with some curiosity.
The holy fire is pure white, very beautiful and pure under the starlight. The light of the white flame is eternal, and it can bring lasting warmth to the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect. It seems that its presence can make people feel at ease, and it has protected the Vermilion Bird Sect forever.
For some reason, An Lin always felt that the holy fire was very close to him.
He released the Suzaku Fire Feather in his arms, it was a fire feather with golden flames jumping, it was a high-grade Suzaku Fire Feather.
When Ji Yongfang saw this high-grade Suzaku Fire Feather, he had a look of unwillingness on his face. With all his hard work, he only got the middle-grade Vermillion Bird Fire Feather, while An Lin, an outsider who suddenly entered the Vermillion Bird Sect halfway, got the top-grade Vermillion Bird Fire Feather...
The Suzaku fire feather was suspended in the void, waiting for the attraction of the Suzaku holy fire under the eyes of everyone.
However, a minute passed, and the Suzaku flame did not respond, and the square became a little quieter.
The expressions of tens of thousands of disciples changed. Some sighed, some showed regret, some shook their heads slightly, and some showed dissatisfaction, wanting to fight for An Lin.
They all knew that An Lin had failed.
An Lin was not recognized by Suzaku Holy Flame.
Xu Xiaolan pursed her lips and clenched her fists, staring at the man on the altar.
An Lin was also slightly stunned. Although he knew that there was a high probability that he would be rejected by the Suzaku Holy Flame, when this happened to him, he still felt a lot of surprise and regret.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yongfang was startled for a while, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.
So what if An Lin could get the top-grade Suzaku Fire Feather, if he couldn't get the approval of the holy fire, he would be a waste after all!
Ji Yongfang recalled what he had said to An Lin back then, and he felt a burst of joy in his heart, and a sense of superiority that he had successfully won back a city emerged spontaneously.
He suddenly said with a sad face and sighed: "Oh... Junior Brother An Lin, don't stand there stupidly, Senior Brother is also very sad for not being recognized by the Suzaku Sacred Flame! But what does not belong to you will not be obtained after all. Yes, come down quickly!"
Ji Yongfang's voice was loud, and he used his vitality so that all the disciples present could hear him.
Everyone was taken aback by these words, Ji Yongfang said these words, although there was nothing wrong with him, but it deepened An Lin's embarrassment.
Mo Hai, Lu Jiazhi, Shangguan Yi and Yang Yuan didn't know Ji Yongfang's sinister intentions, they all looked at Ji Yongfang coldly, the anger in their eyes almost burst out.
"Senior Brother Ji, please enlighten me next time in the Fire Refining Arena." Mo Hai said with a sullen face.
"You have touched my bottom line." Yang Yuan also looked at Ji Yongfang.
"Trash." Shangguan Yi was more direct.
Ji Yongfang said with an innocent face: "What do you guys mean by these words? I just kindly persuaded Junior Brother An Lin to come down. I am also very sad that he failed to get the approval of the Vermillion Bird Sacred Flame!"
His words spread throughout the square, which aroused the resentment of many disciples, but it was difficult to fight back in person.
An Lin also looked at Ji Yongfang, he didn't expect him to jump out at this time, he really made himself sick.
Ji Yongfang was still about to continue talking, but suddenly he thought of the incident when his parents parted ways when he was young, thought of the sadness he felt when he loved Xu Xiaolan but could not get any response, thought of the shock of An Lin and Xu Xiaolan returning hand in hand in Suzaku Sect, thought of The sadness of autumn leaves falling to the earth...
Endless sadness welled up in his heart at the same time, and Ji Yongfang suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".
Ji Yongfang had originally attracted the attention of tens of thousands of disciples, but at this moment he was crying loudly, tears streaming down his face, causing all the disciples to watch in astonishment.
"Mom... woo woo woo... I'm so sad... woo woo..."
The square was extremely quiet, everyone stared blankly at Ji Yongfang.
Mo Hai, Lu Jiazhi, Yang Yuan and Shangguan Yi were also a little confused.
Ji Yong Fang cried so hard, so sad...
Could it be that An Lin was not recognized by the Suzaku Holy Flame, and was Ji Yongfang really sad
Did they misunderstand Ji Yongfang...
Just like that, Ji Yongfang cried to death in front of tens of thousands of people, completely unable to control himself.
"Hahaha, Elder Ji, your son is really interesting." Elder Zhu laughed loudly.
Elder Ji, whose sideburns were a little white, had a sullen face and said nothing. This face was really embarrassing.
Weeping loudly in front of tens of thousands of disciples, other disciples and elders can laugh for a hundred years...
He didn't know why Ji Yongfang was like this. He couldn't sense the interference of other forces at all. Could it be that his son really had such a deep relationship with An Lin
With his hands behind his back, An Lin sighed, "Senior Brother Ji, actually you don't have to be so sad, I haven't even cried yet, why are you crying?"
His words spread to the ears of every disciple, and the disciples who made the entire plaza smothered in laughter couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud. What is the scene of tens of thousands of disciples laughing together? That is simply earth-shattering!
When Ji Yongfang heard the loud laughter, he couldn't help feeling sad, his fame was completely ruined at this moment, and he couldn't help but cry even more sadly...
(end of this chapter)