A month of sect examinations has finally come to an end. Never before has a sect entrance examination in the Ghost Bird Sect attracted the attention of so many old monsters.
Not only the Ghost Bird Sect, but also the entire Yue Kingdom's evil masters had their eyes fixed on Ning Fan.
Do not believe! If you don’t believe it, Ning Fan kills a ghost and directly increases his contribution by 2 million.
Do not believe! If you don’t believe it, Ning Fan continues to kill golden elixir ghosts, and his total contribution exceeds 2.15 million for the second time!
"There is something wrong with the Merit Monument, it must be like this!"
Countless old monsters are eagerly waiting for Ning Fan to reveal the answer to them! Unless they see Ning Fan with their own eyes, they won't believe it!
I don’t believe that Yue, a mediocre cultivation country, could produce such a heaven-defying figure!
17 years old, in the middle stage of soul fusion, this is already too outrageous. If Ning Fan can really kill nearly a thousand golden elixir ghosts...then he alone can sweep across the Yue Kingdom. This is simply ridiculous!
Every disciple who walks out of the Demonic Forest is lucky. There were more than 160 people entering the Demonic Forest, but only 75 were alive when they came out.
Even among the deacon disciples who were protecting the safety, several people died in the demon forest.
Leaving the Demonic Forest, you have completed the assessment and officially become an outer disciple. One by one, boys and girls, with ragged clothes and bloody faces, walked out of the array. They were not lucky enough, but looked shocked.
They discovered that outside the Demonic Forest, there were hundreds of old monsters such as Rong Ling and Jin Dan, waiting here!
The auras of hundreds of old monsters are so powerful and shocking that no disciple can remain calm in front of the old monsters.
"What happened? Why did such famous demon lords gather together in the Ghost Bird Sect!"
As soon as Li Zhihuan emerged from the demon forest formation, his expression immediately changed.
It's not like there are no old monsters in his Li family, but hundreds of old monsters gathered in one place. This scene is definitely the only one he has seen in his life!
As for the old monster Jin Dan, a person of that level is not something that the little Li family can reach, and he is even rarer to see!
Feeling anxious, he went to the medicine-paying elder and handed over the elixir in exchange for his contribution.
"Name, how much elixir to hand in..." The person responsible for handing over the elixir was Meng Zhiqiu, the elder of the outer sect of the Ghost Bird Sect, and his tone was slightly absent-minded.
"Li Zhihuan, hand over 200 kilograms of elixir." Li Zhihuan replied rather arrogantly.
200 kilograms of ten-year-old elixir is enough to exchange for 10 sect contribution points, and he killed the ghosts, earning a total of 91 contribution points. In total, it is already over 100 points! If he hadn't been injured in the Demonic Forest, Li Zhihuan would have been confident to get more points.
But he firmly believed that with so many contributions, it was enough to attract the attention of the sect.
"My contribution may not be as good as Lu Ziqiao's. After all, he has such a heaven-defying thing as the Soul Refining Flag... But it should not be much different from Ning Fan. After all, he practices dual cultivation techniques..."
However, to Li Zhihuan's surprise, Elder Meng just nodded lightly and said "not bad" to Li Zhihuan's 101 points of contribution.
"Impossible! My contribution can be regarded as a genius in the history of Ghost Bird Sect. Why is Elder Meng so cold to me..."
His heart was slightly unbalanced, and there must be some gap between Elder Meng and his family.
Li Zhihuan misunderstood Elder Meng. He stayed in the Demonic Forest for a month, but he didn't know that Ning Fan came out of the outside world and received 2.15 million contributions. In the face of this contribution, a mere 100 points is not shocking at all.
After registering his contribution, Li Zhihuan turned around and saw Lu Ziqiao who had come to register his contribution. He showed his usual smile, without any trace of his previous gloomy expression.
"Li has met Brother Lu. I wonder how much contribution Brother Lu has made?"
"Hmph. Anyway, there are more than you!"
Lu Ziqiao is still as domineering as ever. If Li Zhihuan is a talent that happens once in ten years, he is a genius that happens once in a century. He has the right to be proud.
Lu Ziqiao actually saw Li Zhihuan being treated coldly by Elder Meng, and his mere 101 points of contribution were not taken into consideration by Lu Ziqiao at all.
"Name, how many elixirs to turn in..." Elder Meng's tone was still absent-minded.
"Lu Ziqiao, hand over a hundred-year-old elixir, plus the ghosts you killed, a total of 14 points of contribution!"
Lu Ziqiao curled his lips. He believed that his contribution was enough to scare Elder Meng. And what he handed over was actually a century-old elixir. It goes without saying that he had entered the second area.
He believed that even Ning Fan, who had a profound background, and Li Zhihuan, who had practiced the body-seizing demonic skill, would not dare to enter the second area.
But to his surprise, Elder Meng was slightly startled when he saw the century-old elixir handed over by Lu Ziqiao. He quickly regained his composure and shook his head, "Not bad... 14 points of contribution. In previous years, it would have been a genius... It's a pity that this Once that person is here, no one will pay attention..."
Elder Meng's words made Lu Ziqiao and Li Zhihuan feel trembling in their hearts.
101 points of contribution were not enough to make Elder Meng favored. But 14 points of contribution still can't make Elder Meng think differently. This matter is too weird.
There seems to be something in Elder Meng's words.
Since that person is there, his 14-point contribution cannot shock the eyeballs. Who is that person? Could it be that that person made a higher contribution?
Lu Ziqiao was wondering when he saw a young man in gray clothes, with a face as pale as a corpse, walking out of the formation.
Lu Ziqiao remembered the name of this young man. He seemed to be called Wang Yao. He remembered this person not because Wang Yao was so powerful, but because Wang Yao's background made him concerned.
The Dongyue Wang family is also considered a quite powerful cultivator clan.
But this Wang Yao had a faint gloomy aura, which made Lu Ziqiao's heart tremble. Weird, why do I feel a little afraid of Wang Yao for no reason?
Immediately, Wang Yao walked up to Elder Meng with an indifferent expression and handed over the elixir.
"Name, how many elixirs to turn in..." Elder Meng paid a little attention this time, but still didn't have a fiery expression.
"Wang Yao, hand over a 500-year-old elixir, plus the ghosts you killed before, for a total of 31,855 points."
Wang Yao's voice was extremely cold, and his words made many disciples and even the old monster Rong Ling take a breath of air.
This Wang Yao's rise was extremely unexpected. In the past month, he had only contributed 7 points in total. In other words, he barely killed two first-level ghosts.
But on the last day, Wang Yao almost went on a rampage, earning more than 30,000 contributions and killing countless soul-melting ghosts.
"This son should not be underestimated! But, he is still not as good as that Ning Fan..." Elder Meng took a deep breath and was somewhat polite to Wang Yao.
This Wang Yao has the strength to kill Rong Ling. Even Elder Meng's late cultivation of Rong Ling cannot ignore him.
After Wang Yao paid for the elixir, he seemed to have no desire to strike up a conversation with others. Even when facing a master of soul fusion, he remained indifferent and silent, his eyes wandering around, as if he was looking for someone among his disciples.
"Who is that person? If he can kill my emperor's clone, he must be at least a peak master of soul fusion... Moreover, this person must be one of these trial disciples..." Wang Yao thought secretly in his mind.
Wang Yao's contribution simply stunned Lu Ziqiao and Li Zhihuan into disbelief.
Lu Ziqiao remembered, how could Wang Yao get 30,000 contributions if he was only at the second level of Pimai? With such a huge contribution, Wang Yao would have to kill at least a hundred soul-melting ghosts.
"Wang Yao is hiding so deeply! What kind of cultivation is he! He has made so many contributions, which must have caused a great commotion. It seems that these seniors of Rong Ling and Jin Dan are all here to see him... "
Lu Ziqiao was thinking like this, but what surprised him was that only a few old monsters expressed interest in Wang Yao's appearance. Most of the masters were still looking in the direction of the Demonic Forest, staring at the formation light intently, as if they were still waiting. who.
For a moment, a ridiculous idea came to Lu Ziqiao's mind. Could it be that in the forest of demons and ghosts, is there a boy who is more powerful and hidden deeper than Wang Yao? Only in this way can these old monsters not take Wang Yao seriously!
Wang Yao has already received a contribution of 30,000 yuan. How much contribution will a boy who is more powerful than Wang Yao get?
"who is it!"
At this moment, not only Lu Ziqiao and Li Zhihuan, but also the other disciples who left the Demonic Ghost Forest realized that there must be an extremely extraordinary person among this generation of disciples - someone more powerful than Wang Yao!
In this way, he can attract so many old monsters to watch with fiery eyes.
Who is that person!
"Could it be him?"
The appearance of a young man in white clothes and black cloak appeared in Lu Ziqiao's mind, but immediately he shook his head, not believing it.
Lu Ziqiao believed that Ning Fan had a strong background, but he didn't think that Ning Fan's dual cultivation skills would have much combat power...
"No, the person who surpasses Wang Yao is definitely not Ning Fan!"
Lu Ziqiao's eyes were fixed on the direction of Demonic Forest, waiting for a ridiculous answer that he didn't want to believe.
In the eager eyes of everyone, a flash of light flashed, and a young man in white clothes and a black cloak finally walked out.
Every step he takes is as light as a boy next door, taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. However, his indifferent eyes and every gesture have an indescribable charm in them.
The moment the young man appeared, a strange situation appeared among the hundreds of masters present, as long as they had sword-type magic weapons on their bodies.
Everyone's sword began to tremble slightly! Like excitement, like awe, like trembling!
But Meng Zhiqiu, who had never smiled falsely to Li Zhihuan, Lu Ziqiao, or even Wang Yao, suddenly stood up for the first time, showing an excited expression, respectfully handed over to Ning Fan, and even left the registration desk, stepping forward to greet him with a smile on his face. Welcome,
"Haha, little friend Ning, please let me wait. I wonder if little friend Ning has handed over the elixir?"
"No." Ning Fan smiled slightly, and he said no, but next to the registration desk, there was an inconspicuous three-foot white stone, as smooth as a mirror, and a white light suddenly flashed on the mirror surface.
Test the medicine mirror stone, it shines! Rumor has it that this stone will only shine when it senses a large amount of thousand-year-old elixir. There is no doubt that Ning Fan must have a large amount of thousand-year-old elixir in his body. What kind of benefits did this kid get from being in the Demonic Forest?
Meng Zhiqiu would not ask about all this. Since Ning Fan was unwilling to hand over the elixir he had obtained, he naturally turned a blind eye and then said respectfully,
"So, Xiaoyou Ning, do you want to register your final contribution?"
"Yes. It's for Elder Lao."
"Then, I declare that Ning Fan, with a sect contribution of 2.15 million, has become the first disciple of Ghost Sparrow in history! According to the order of the sect master, the moment Ning Fan left the Demonic Forest, he was promoted to sect elder!"
What! 2.15 million contribution! Just started, directly promoted to elder!
Lu Ziqiao took a few steps back, and then regained his balance. He looked at Ning Fan with an unbelievable look.
Not only Lu Ziqiao, but also all the disciples in this trial, including Ning Fan's contribution, were stunned and ashamed at this moment.
Except, Wang Yao!
This person's eyes were cold, and he seemed to have determined one thing immediately.
"The person who killed my clone must be Ning Fan! Hmm, let's see, I will give you a good look!"
