This person is Han Feng. He flew here from Jianshan City tens of thousands of miles away to sign up to join the commando team formed by Yuxian Sect.
Although Yuxian Sect recruits alchemy monks from all over the world, not everyone can be admitted. They still have to be selected, and it is impossible for everyone to be selected.
Its criteria are also very simple. Firstly, they cannot be spies of the devil clan, and secondly, their combat power cannot be too weak. Those who break through to the pill-forming realm purely with the power of elixirs will definitely fail the selection.
Over the past few days, through the Yuxian Sect's various tests, it has actually selected individual spies from the devil and the two clans. Naturally, without exception, they have been suppressed by the senior members of the Yuxian Sect with thunderous force. However, these spies No one was a coward and did not dare to give in. They blew themselves up one after another. No one was left, giving the Yuxian Sect no chance to follow the clues and making it impossible for the Yuxian Sect to find their other accomplices.
At the same time, there are also many weak people who have failed to win the election. Basically, one of the three monks in the Danjie Realm can join the commando team and become an official disciple of Yuxian Sect.
In addition, there are also people who come here to try their luck, so this place is always very popular and there is an endless stream of people.
Miraculously, some monks who were in the fake alchemy realm were actually successfully selected. This made those failed alchemy-forming monks angry, but they dared not speak out. On the one hand, they were afraid of the authority of Yuxian Sect, and on the other hand, those who failed The fake alchemy cultivators are all people with great backgrounds, and they really have the ability to kill enemies across borders, and their abilities are superior to those of ordinary alchemy cultivators.
Although the Yuxian Sect's announcement clearly stated that it only required monks at the level of pill formation and above, the power of interpretation rests with it. It can handle it however it wants, and outsiders cannot interfere.
Han Feng watched with cold eyes, silently listening to other people's discussions, and learned a lot of information from them.
Now, the fourth wave of candidates has gathered here. The previous three waves have only selected three to four hundred people. The rest of the failed monks have left, so naturally they cannot stay here anymore.
Not long after, another psychic from the Yuxian Sect appeared inside the mountain gate. He was a middle-aged man with a beard, a big face, and a wealthy appearance.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows. Judging from the aura of this man, he did not expect that he was a person in the late stage of psychic life. This shows that the Yuxian Sect attaches great importance to this selection task and is not a child's play.
"Well, the number of people has reached the appropriate level again. Come in." The man floated in the air, looked down at the crowd, swept around them gently, and suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the extremely tall mountain gate made a rumbling sound, lit up with dazzling light, and expanded to both sides like a water curtain. The middle area gradually opened up, and the real situation inside appeared. There were pavilions, flying flowers and flowing water. It is as beautiful as a picture scroll, and the rich spiritual energy permeates out, refreshing the heart and mind.
There were also Dan Jie realm disciples from Yu Xian Sect around to maintain order at the scene. They immediately led three to four hundred people through the mountain gate, flew into it, and entered the interior of Yu Xian Sect.
Of course, this is only the outer gate area, and it is still far away from the real core area of Yuxian Sect, but for casual cultivators who have never set foot here, it is also an eye-opener, and their eyes can't stop looking at it.
Han Feng had never come in, but after a few glances he was no longer interested. He just pretended to be shocked and continued to scan the surrounding scenery with his eyes. This was a fake move he made in order to deceive others.
Everyone followed the psychic man, flying in mid-air at a leisurely pace, covering a thousand feet in one breath. It was not considered high speed, but they did not stop for as long as a cup of tea. You can imagine the vastness of Yuxian Sect.
Unlike other sects, flying is allowed in Yuxian Sect. After all, this place is too vast. If flying is prohibited, it will be unimaginable.
Moreover, most of the official disciples of Yuxian Sect use teleportation arrays to travel within the sect, otherwise it would take a lot of time to just rely on flying.
After another cup of tea, the psychic who led the way suddenly landed. There was a valley below. The fog was shrouded in it, and no scene could be seen inside.
Everyone hesitated a little, but under the supervision of the surrounding Yuxian Sect disciples, they had no choice but to fly down and soon passed through the clouds and mist and entered the valley.
The moment Han Feng passed through the clouds and mist, countless needle-like light threads emerged from the mist, pricking his skin constantly, as if detecting something.
He remained calm, but secretly frightened. Fortunately, he was not in danger and his identity was not discovered due to the special restrictions here.
After a while, he landed in the valley. There were no plants here. The ground was as smooth as a mirror. It didn't look like a natural thing. It should have been dug and polished the day after tomorrow.
Other monks also came in one after another and looked around. They saw a huge altar in the middle of the valley, which was a thousand feet wide. It was surrounded by dense runes and shining light. There was a layer of light like an inverted bowl covering it. I don't know what it is used for.
"You all come up to this altar." The psychic who was still hanging in the air said calmly. He raised his hand and waved lightly, a spiritual light passed by, and the light mask on the altar slowly converged and disappeared, and finally revealed The surface of the altar was also extremely smooth and shiny.
"Senior, will there be any accidents?" someone asked hesitantly.
"As long as you don't have any dirty secrets, there will be no accidents." The psychic said calmly.
After a brief pause, he continued: "The time is limited, everyone, hurry up. If you don't want to test, you can quit now. We have our own personnel to send you away."
Naturally, everyone would not choose to quit at this time. They jumped onto the altar one after another and found a place to sit down cross-legged.
Han Feng was no exception. After going up, he randomly found a corner to stand.
When everyone was sitting or standing on the altar, the psychic in the air suddenly made a seal and made a series of seals. The altar immediately lit up circles of talisman light, and soon turned into a light mask, All of them were covered, blocking all fluctuations.
Everyone was shocked at first, but after waiting for a while and no other abnormalities appeared, they calmed down, but their hearts were filled with doubts and confusion as to how the Yuxian Sect was going to detect them.
At this moment, the power within the light shield surged, and bursts of pressure came, acting on each of them in an instant.
Everyone swayed slightly, but soon stabilized.
After another cup of tea, the pressure on the mask became stronger and stronger, forcing many people to fight with all their strength.
