The truck broke through the fog, and in front of us was a real mountain gate.
This is the gate of the Holy Demon Sect. The stretch of road outside is not only a test for the disciples, but also a natural barrier.
At this moment, there are many disciples coming and going in front of the gate, and Feng Qingyang is already waiting here.
The appearance of the big truck instantly attracted the attention of many disciples.
This was the first time they had seen such a domineering appearance, especially when they saw the many monks trotting behind the truck, their expressions became even more exciting.
This time, there seems to be a great person among the training disciples!
Qin Lan's face was rosy, and her chest was cracked and heaving. She glared at Li Xiaobai, but Li Xiaobai didn't know why.
"Very good, Ye Liangchen, you finally didn't bring everyone else here. Although the number of people now exceeds a bit, it is still within the acceptable range."
Feng Qingyang counted the number of people and nodded, finally something went well.
"Okay, it's your chance to come here, test your cultivation, and then you can get the token and enter."
"Wow, old man, Master Ergouzi also wants to test his cultivation!" Ergouzi was very excited.
"Gee, you guys can't detect my cultivation level." Ji Wuqing raised her head and said calmly.
Feng Qingyang had black lines on his forehead. He ignored the two clamoring creatures and called the disciples on the side to start recording.
The test of cultivation is very simple. The Holy Demon Sect has a special magic weapon to test the cultivation of disciples. As long as you put your hand on it, it will be displayed.
This magic weapon is in the shape of a compass, with faint yin and yang qi flowing on it. A bead in the middle is used to detect the monk's specific cultivation level.
"I'll go first."
Qin Lan stepped forward and put his hand on the compass.
The bead in the middle shone brightly. Feng Qingyang stroked his beard with a smile on his face, very satisfied.
"Yes, half a step to the Nascent Soul, a final kick, just a little insight to break through."
All the monks had envious expressions on their faces. They were halfway to Nascent Soul. This was the realm that most of them were pursuing. Now they have easily achieved it. As expected of Fairy Qin, this genius is different.
"Not worth showing off."
Qin Lan's eyes flashed with pride, she glanced at Li Xiaobai, received the token and left.
The maid behind him followed closely. She is a maid, not a disciple, and does not need to be tested.
Everyone stepped forward one after another to test their cultivation. Li Xiaobai was thinking hard in the driver's seat. He didn't have any cultivation, and there were no items in the mall that could help him. I'm afraid it would be difficult to get through.
"Thank you to Brother Ye for your support. Yu did the test first. If Brother Ye opens a store, Yu will definitely support it."
Yu Sanbian held half of the flower in his mouth, turned over and got out of the car, and walked towards Feng Qingyang.
He was very disdainful of Qin Lan's high-profile performance. Real masters hide their merit and fame.
The cultivation level test of Yu Sanbian was at the first level of the Golden Core. Feng Qingyang looked at him twice and said nothing. There were many disciples in the sect who had hidden cultivation. The disciples wanted to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, and the elders did not Will puncture.
As the number of disciples decreased, Feng Qingyang's expression became a little stiff, and he felt that something was wrong with the situation.
The group of disciples who came for the test were almost all at the Foundation Establishment stage, and those at the Golden Core stage were only in single digits. The quality of these disciples was a bit too low.
"Grandma's belongs to Ye Liangchen!"
Feng Qingyang was furious, and nearly a thousand disciples were eliminated in the fog of Roshan. They were all good at self-discipline and unwilling to spend money to follow Li Xiaobai.
But these disciples in front of them are different. It is precisely because of their weak strength that they decisively choose to follow Li Xiaobai's steps from beginning to end. As a result, those who successfully pass the level are all inferior monks, and those who are eliminated are those with strong strength. A good disciple.
Feng Qingyang felt like he wanted to hit someone, why did such a bastard get in?
Pointing at Li Xiaobai: "Come here, let me see your cultivation!"
"Liangchen's cultivation level cannot be detected by this mere compass."
Li Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"Wow, your master Ergouzi also wants to test his cultivation!" Ergouzi came up again.
Feng Qingyang didn't want to talk nonsense, so she grabbed Li Xiaobai's hand and pressed it on the compass, waiting for a moment, but nothing happened.
Feng Qingyang frowned. Even ordinary people could recognize this compass. It would at least have a faint light. It was absolutely impossible for there to be no reaction at all.
Could it be that the other party was able to suppress his cultivation to the point where he couldn't even detect the magic weapon?
A dog's paw stretched out, and the beads flashed, interrupting Feng Qingyang's thoughts.
"How is Master Ergouzi's cultivation?"
"You're a weakling, go away." Feng Qingyang was very depressed and threw Ergouzi out.
"Listen carefully. Three days later, there will be a competition among the advanced disciples. The top 100 disciples who win can be promoted to outer disciples. This is an opportunity. Take advantage of it." Feng Qingyang said.
"Also, given that your disciples' cultivation levels are too low, is there any problem with temporarily living in the activity area of the handyman disciples before the competition?"
"There is a problem. Cultivation does not mean strength. Although Liangchen has no cultivation, his strength is still incredible." Li Xiaobai said.
"That's right, Master Ergouzi destroyed the sword formation casually without using any of his cultivation skills!"
"Gee, when I was roaming the world, there was no such thing as cultivation!"
A chicken and a dog also echoed.
Feng Qingyang's forehead veins popped out: "Then tell me, where do you want to live?"
"Don't be greedy when you have a good time. Just live with other disciples who are pursuing advanced training. People should not be divided into three or six or nine levels based on their cultivation level. Even a young monk can have big dreams. Everyone is the protagonist of life."
Li Xiaobai said that he was still looking for his senior brothers and sisters, so how could he be arranged without any explanation.
Many monks around him burst into tears when they heard this. Bo Yuntian, a ruthless brother and brother-in-law, argued with the great elder for them. It was so touching!
"Well, that's right. The conditions are very fair. I seem to have no reason to refuse."
Feng Qingyang seemed to calm down, stroking his beard and nodding slightly.
"So……"
"But I refuse them all!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, and the fluctuations in the Nascent Soul stage swept across the audience, interrupting Li Xiaobai's words mercilessly.
"I'm going to tell you a truth today. The world of strong people doesn't care about the process, only the results. As far as the results are concerned, you are all weaklings!"
"Besides, I am a great elder. I just want you to stay temporarily in the area where the handyman disciples are active. Is there any problem?"
Li Xiaobai was speechless. This elder was also a petty person, and now he was acting like a child king.
He cupped his hands and said, "Then I can only accept it. Thank you to the great elder for your teachings..."
Looking at Li Xiaobai's appearance, Feng Qingyang felt happy. He didn't care about the rules. If you pissed him off, he would wear small shoes for you.
"Very good, go ahead, I like you guys hahaha..."
