Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Chapter 112: getting Started

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"Concentrate on sword practice from now on?" Ning Yuechan asked.

Gu Qingshan still had a hesitant look on his face, hesitatingly said: "I think it is possible to practice sword skills occasionally during the interval of sword practice."

"No," Ning Yuechan persuaded instead, "Whether it is saber or fencing, the most important thing is to be sincere and dedicated, and you must not be distracted."

"Then, that's fine." Gu Qingshan reluctantly said, "Then I'll practice my sword properly."

"Well, that's right." Ning Yuechan said with satisfaction.

The young male monks present had already lowered their heads and were speechless.

Saint, your usual style is not like this!

when!

when!

when!

A loud bell rang.

The third round of the annual examination is about to begin.

Ning Yuechan said regretfully: "I have to pass. I am in charge of the third round of the New Year's Exam."

"Okay." Gu Qingshan nodded, took out a messenger talisman and handed it over.

This is his messenger.

Ning Yuechan answered it silently, then took out her own messenger talisman, lowered her head, and handed it to Gu Qingshan.

The female cultivators covered their mouths with smiles in their eyes.

Ning Yuechan was thin-skinned, tilted her head, and said flatly: "Junior Sisters, let's go."

"Brother, let's go first, see you later!"

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, sister!"

"Sister, obediently listen to your senior brother and come to Tianjizong to play when you have time."

"Okay, I'll go."

After several people greeted each other, Ning Yuechan returned to Tianji Sect with her juniors and sisters who were full of joy.

"How about that man?" A female cultivator quietly asked.

Several junior sisters held the secret technique jade slips and said in unison: "Full marks!"

Immediately afterwards, the third round of the annual examination began.

At this stage of the annual examination, the head teachers and elders of the various sects began to get serious.

The elite disciples leading the team also showed expressions of interest.

The first round of yearly examination is very simple, it is just a preliminary look at the newcomers, the second round is to pass the examination, to observe their temperament and talents a little further, and confirm that they are people who are on the road of cultivation.

This is what it should be, otherwise, if it is a cowardly person, or a mediocre person who is not willing to practice at all, even if he has good cultivation qualifications, he will not be included.

It's not like this has never happened in history.

Some people have good aptitude, but their temperament is too cowardly, and they are piled up all the way to a high level by the huge resources of the sect.

As a result, when this person faced the monster with the golden core, he was still scared to death.

Even in the same sect, he dare not fight with others.

This is equivalent to Zongmen Bai cultivating a waste.

People with such a mind must be eliminated as soon as possible.

After two rounds, the third round is the formal qualification screening.

The qualifications of all practitioners will be fully displayed through this round.

At this stage, the remaining new recruits are all extremely talented warriors, or casual practitioners who have practiced alone to the level of Qi refining and foundation building.

There are no ordinary people in this round.

Ordinary people, who were eliminated in the first two rounds, have to come from the outer sect step by step to consolidate the foundation of practice, sharpen their minds, and understand the common sense of the practice world-this is an indispensable process.

A bronze disc of equal height was carried by two monks and placed on the square platform.

Ning Yuechan lightly jumped onto the square platform and stood beside the bronze disc.

She just stood there, like a picture of a peerless beauty descended from a celestial being.

All the male monks fixed their eyes on her and couldn't look away.

Ning Yuechan began to preside over the third round of annual examination.

She announced: "The third round of the year-old test, start!"

"Newcomers who have passed the second round, come one by one and put their hands on the bronze disc."

"One more thing, the disciples who joined the sect early, if they want to come up, please come up for the third round."

After speaking, there was no commotion below, and no one protested.

The bigwigs from each sect glanced at each other and nodded in satisfaction.

At this time of year, there will always be noise.

Some newcomers are unwilling to go up and touch the bronze plate, for fear of exposing their spiritual roots or abilities.

Little do they know that their trivial tricks have not even stepped into the official Taoist gate, and they are not seen by the official monks at all.

This time it was Ning Yuechan who presided over the third round, and none of the hot-tempered, gloomy, or narcissistic male newbies stood up to make trouble.

Maybe he wanted to show off in front of such an alluring beauty like Ning Yuechan

Ning Yuechan is the Saintess of the Tianji Sect and the next head of the Tianji Sect.

To get her blue eyes, or even just a little attention, is a joyful thing.

"I think next year, she has to preside over the third round." A sect elder suggested.

"That's a good idea."

"Seconded."

"I agree."

The bosses whispered.

The first newcomer walked up, stretched out his hand nervously, and stuck it on the bronze disc.

A red light flew out from the bronze disc, circled around the newcomer, and returned to the disc again.

"Very good, you have fire roots, but you are not yet enlightened, and you will work hard to practice in the future, let's go down."

Ning Yuechan said.

Behind her, there was an additional row of law enforcement monks, each holding a jade slip in their hands, and began to record the testers.

The newcomer saluted happily, and quietly took another look at Ning Yuechan before walking down.

The second newcomer came up and put his hand on the bronze disc.

The bronze disc suddenly spun, swelling into a bell, and the newcomer was trapped in it.

Ning Yuechan patted the bronze disc and put it away.

She said to the terrified newcomer: "You probably have a natural skill that traps the enemy. I hope you will practice diligently every day and wake up as soon as possible."

The newcomer was overjoyed when he heard the words, saluted, and walked down the stage with one foot high and one foot low.

The third newcomer came up, but the bronze disc remained indifferent.

The newcomer was a little disappointed, Ning Yuechan smiled slightly and encouraged softly: "It's okay, without the Five Elements and Heaven's Choice, you can still enter the sect to practice, and the future will not necessarily be bad."

After receiving these words, the newcomer seemed to come alive again.

He stared blankly at Ning Yuechan, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Fairy."

This scene became an eternal picture in his memory.

Throughout his life, this cultivator has experienced countless hardships and setbacks as well as prosperity, but he has never forgotten that on the day of the annual examination, there was a unparalleled woman who encouraged him like this.

With the passage of time, the third round of annual examination progressed more than half.

Many practitioners who had been accepted by the sect in advance saw Ning Yuechan standing on the stage, and those who couldn't help but want to show off jumped up and touched the bronze disc.

A monk put his hand on the bronze disc, and countless phantoms of weapons appeared on the disc, which finally became a phantom of a long sword.

The sword cultivators in the audience all showed concern - perhaps from now on, the saintess will no longer reject sword cultivators

If this is the case, then the kid has done a good deed.

However, Ning Yuechan looked at the phantom of the long sword, and snorted coldly: "Have you practiced the sword? I will be a swordsman in the future, that's enough, let me go down!"

The man was startled and didn't say anything, but Ning Yuechan waved his hand and pushed him down with spiritual pressure.

In the crowd, many newcomers with weapons shrank their heads.

The sword cultivators sighed silently, despairing again.

Xiuxiu looked at it interestingly, stood on tiptoe, and looked at it as much as she could.

Gu Qingshan patted Xiuxiu's head, and asked with concern: "Are you still nervous?"

Xiuxiu raised her head and said happily: "Don't be nervous, it's so interesting, but there are too many people blocking the view, so you can't see the stage."

Gu Qingshan thought for a while, picked up Xiuxiu, and put it on his shoulder.

"So?" he asked.

"Wow, I can see it clearly, thank you brother!" Xiuxiu was very happy.

All the monks around rolled their eyes - are you two coming to see a play or try it next year.

At this time, on the square platform, another girl put her hand on the bronze disc, and as a result, the bronze disc burst into flames, split from the middle and fell to the ground.

The girl cried out in fright, and said in her mouth, "It wasn't me, I didn't break it."

Ning Yuechan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she patted the bronze disc lightly, and the disc immediately returned to its original state.

"You have uncivilized fire roots, and you have not yet awakened the tearing skills. Such a talent is rare. I hope you will practice diligently and awaken as soon as possible." She said peacefully.

Only then did the girl realize that she had spiritual roots and the Heavenly Chosen Skill, and she burst into laughter immediately.

When the girl came down, several elders of the sect immediately stood up and surrounded to fight for the girl.

Another newcomer went up and put his hand on the bronze disc.

Suddenly, a monk figure appeared on the disk, and he punched like flying.

"Probably in the future you will gain the power of returning to possession of fists and palms. You should practice martial arts well." Ning Yuechan nodded.

The man went down happily.

"There are a lot of good seedlings." Gu Qingshan murmured.

Xiuxiu sat on his shoulder and suddenly said: "Brother, shall we go up?"

"Not going." Gu Qingshan said.

"Oh, but I'm curious."

Gu Qingshan said: "What are you curious about?"

Xiuxiu said: "I'm curious what will happen when I touch the disc."

"A dark gray shadow will fly out and circle around you."

Gu Qingshan continued: "It doesn't have to be a dark gray shadow, it depends on the strength of your spiritual roots, the higher the strength of your spiritual roots, the more obvious the phenomenon will appear."

He added: "We also have this thing in our sect. If you are particularly curious, go back and ask the second senior brother to dig it out for you to play with."

Xiuxiu was instantly satisfied, and suddenly asked: "If Master touches the disc, what will happen?"

Gu Qingshan thought for a while, and said: "Probably the disk will change continuously for three days and three nights, and there will be no duplicates."

Xiuxiu couldn't help laughing.

The two were talking when they saw a man in his twenties approaching.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"

Gu Qingshan looked at the other party and asked.

The other party knelt down in front of Gu Qingshan with a plop, startling the two of them.

I just heard him say: "I have been fascinated by the Hundred Flowers Sect for a long time, please accept me as a disciple, I am very grateful."

Gu Qingshan and Xiuxiu looked at each other, Xiuxiu wondered: "Brother?"

Gu Qingshan looked at the man and said: "If you want to join the Hundred Flowers Sect, go to the Hundred Flowers Fairyland to pick the Hundred Flowers List. If you can get off the list, the sage will naturally judge whether you are qualified to enter the sect."

But the man said: "I am not asking the sage to accept disciples."

Gu Qingshan wondered: "Then what are you kneeling here for?"

There was a cunning flash in the man's eyes, and he said loudly: "Please accept me as an apprentice."

Gu Qing Shan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Fellow daoist, you see, I'm not as old as you, so this is inappropriate." He said.

"Appropriate, no matter how inappropriate, I believe that you are talented, wise and powerful, and you will definitely run rampant in the world in the future. If you become a saint of the clan, please accept me as a disciple!" This man was determined.

The newcomers onlookers watched and gradually recalled it.

Yes, no matter who he is, he is a member of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and he joined the Hundred Flowers Sect by worshiping him.