One Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy-Three: The Immortal Gate Opens
"Alas"
The hall master looked at his back and couldn't help but smacked his lips: "It's not easy to find a successor. I never thought that he would be such a good young man."
He originally trained Yan Wan as his successor, but he never expected that in just a few years, Yan Wan could improve so fast that it can even be said to be shocking.
In addition, Yan Wan's heart was not here, so he would not force Yan Wan to do anything. He would simply follow this guy's wishes and recommend him to the Immortal Sect.
With Yan Wan's qualifications, it would not be difficult for him to pass the Immortal Sect's assessment, and he would also be able to receive rewards from his superiors, which would be a good thing.
"Dabai, Dabai..."
Yan Wan called out casually and threw the dried meat on the table.
When he found out that the guy was Liu Xiu, he had already told Dabai to run as far as he could. If it couldn't be done, he should return to Qishatang first.
With the size of this cat, it couldn't even withstand the pressure of the two of them. Yan Wan didn't want it to die. After all, they had been together for so long, right?
"Meow" Dabai swung his tail and got out from under the bed.
"Go ahead and eat." Yan waved his hand, crossed his legs on the bed and began to use his internal energy to repair his injuries.
In fact, he had been recuperating for a while outside, and he was almost healed. The horrific appearance of his injuries was deliberately left for Qishatang to see, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to explain.
"Hululu"
Dabai ate the dried meat and looked up at Yan Wan from time to time. There was worry and... doubt in his cat eyes.
Half a month later.
Clearwater Bay.
Holding Dabai in his arms, Yan Wang came to the dock in the middle of the night and waited quietly for a while.
Suddenly, a small boat floated over from a distance, lit with dim yellow lanterns, and sailed over staggeringly.
He took out his token and showed it to the boatman. After getting the verification, he stepped onto the boat with the other's nod.
Not long after, the boat docked next to a five-story boat. The boatman pointed to the boat and motioned for Yan Wan to get on.
"interesting."
Yan Wan muttered, lowered his foot, jumped on the edge of the ship, and easily stepped onto the deck. He then looked back and found that the boat had sunk to the bottom.
No wonder what I just sensed was a ghostly energy. Emotions are really ghosts, but they are just ghosts driven by people. They are like ghost servants.
Yan Wan seldom opens his Yin and Yang eyes, because after opening them, he always feels that the world is really filthy, and even eating is like chewing wax, without any taste.
but……
Even so, he still couldn't avoid some things. For example, if he looked at the so-called beauties in the world, with their seemingly tight skin, he would still see the dirt and dust on their faces.
Because of this, Yan Wan can no longer stay in reality, and has fewer and fewer affairs with women, gradually evolving towards abstinence.
Only then did he realize that in those movies and TV series, in myths about the love between immortals and mortals, the love between foxes and monsters, it was such a tragic thing for a strong man to fall in love with an ugly person.
"Please come this way." The maid on the deck made a gesture and led Yan Wan toward the room.
Yan Wang squinted his eyes and glanced around quietly: "There are a lot of people."
Just as he was walking, the stationary ship had already started. Instead of walking along the water, it stirred up a layer of formations to block the strong wind, and then... took off into the air.
Yes, this thing can fly.
It can also be regarded as a means of transportation in the world of cultivation, similar to airplanes and horses.
After entering her room, the maid put down a book and stopped staying.
Yan Wan was not interested in flirting with a female ghost, but was rather interested in the contents of the book.
Written above are the specific regulations for this assessment, including several links, how many people will participate, what are the general regulations, etc.
After browsing briefly.
Yan Wan couldn't help but sigh, this damn sect is worthy of being an immortal sect that does assassins, even the trial missions are different from others.
Other sects either organize a competition among newbies and then rank them in an elimination system. Or take them to XX trial forest, XX secret realm exploration, etc.
But this Immortal Sect is not the kind of coquettish bitch who lives in the secular world.
Its trial mission is actually to kill people?
Who is Yan Wang? It didn't take long for him to see the mystery behind it, and he muttered thoughtfully: "It doesn't say you can't kill your own people."
One of our own?
Before you get started, everyone is a competitor. If you don't have any of your own, you can just do it if you don't like it.
No wonder the overall strength of this immortal sect is in the middle and lower reaches of the cultivation world. With this mode of cultivating gu, the fact that it can exist for so long is like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.
In fact, most sects prohibit killing each other.
Although plots similar to those in novels may happen, they will never be put on the table, and it is even less likely that the younger ones will be beaten up and then the older ones will openly take revenge.
What is the core of the continuation of power?
rule!
What are the rules?
fair!
At least it must be fair and just on the surface, otherwise if people's hearts are scattered, the trees will fall and the monkeys will scatter.
Yan Wan can guarantee that if there were a second-generation idiot in the sect who suppressed his disciples openly and honestly, he would be the first to beat this heir half to death.
It's okay to do bad things, but don't proudly publicize them after doing them.
This kind of person is not a bad person, he is Shabi.
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Time passed gradually.
Yan Huan discovered that the Demon Palace had recruited quite a few people this time. The light had been swinging in the sky for more than half a month, and from time to time a new one or a group of cute people would arrive.
Mr. Lingling, as of now, there are almost more than 200 people on the boat.
However, it was almost time. In the past few days, the flying boat had not landed again. It was heading west, and it seemed that it was heading to its destination.
A woman stood on the deck and asked coldly: "The assessment regulations have been told to you, who still doesn't understand?"
"No." Everyone did not dare to neglect and responded quickly.
"Okay, let's go." The woman waved her hand, and the building boat dived downwards, landing on the ground within a moment.
The woman took out a jade talisman, made several hand seals, and not long after setting up a formation, ripples suddenly appeared in the rugged stone wall, and then a vortex gradually appeared.
Following a group of newcomers who were ready to go, Yan Wan slowly stepped into the whirlpool.
In addition to the people in charge of the assessment from the Demonic Palace, there were also a few men and women standing on the ship. These people were all lucky ones with spiritual roots.
They don't need to work hard on their muscles and bones since childhood, and they don't need to hone their minds. All they have to do is to practice with peace of mind, and they can easily overcome everything that warriors experience.
Lucky man.
That's all I can say.
In fact, European emperors have always existed in the world, but Africans do not want to believe it.
(For example: The author of the street fight spent krypton money to change his life, and his soul shot through the transparent sky! (￣▽￣)/)
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"Kill someone."
Yan Wan sighed in despair under the incomprehensible gazes of everyone.
However, the others did not have time to stay. After observing for a while, they found their own directions and dispersed.
The assessment tasks are very simple, so simple that you only need to achieve the number of assessment points.
Points are divided into three levels. Although you can't become an elite disciple with 800 points, you can get corresponding treatment. With 500 points, you can become an ordinary disciple, and with 300 points, you can become an outer disciple.
As for the setting of points, the Demonic Palace has already investigated the Eclipse Pavilion clearly, and marked everything with corresponding points from top to bottom like animals.
Interestingly, there is a rule that the people from the Demonic Palace did not mention, but it was noted in the manual.
For points statistics, only Eclipse Pavilion disciple tokens are recognized.
What’s even more interesting is that the Eclipse Pavilion is just a power that is worse than the Demonic Palace. The total number of people in the family is only more than 300, and most of them cost dozens of points.
There are about one hundred and seventy warriors participating in this trial in Demon Palace...
There are too many monks and too little porridge.
There are more wolves and less meat.
Yan Wan roughly calculated that there were 170 people, even if they were divided equally among everyone, it would not be enough according to the minimum standard of 300 points.
Not to mention, there are ambitious people like Yan Wang who are not willing to sit at the lowest level...
"Secret Realm? Secret Realm..." Yan Huan scratched his head, a little at a loss as he had only read about this thing in novels and had never experienced it personally.
He feels that the existence of this thing is generally similar to the dungeon in the game. He goes in to refresh the map, fight monsters and hunt for treasures, and then fight BOSS to grab equipment and so on.
In novels, accidents usually happen wherever the protagonist enters a secret realm. For example, hidden bosses, old monsters that have lived for a long time and want to be reborn.
In this drama, Yan Wan is the protagonist! !
Yan scratched his head: "Don't you mean that if you look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com, there will be monsters? There will be exotic treasures? Emmm, it's a pity that Dabai didn't bring it, otherwise according to the outline, this guy would definitely be able to smell something. "
Having said that, staying here is not a problem.
I will choose whoever the little rooster clicks!
Yan Huan muttered, then simply found a direction and walked forward, at least getting out of this dense forest first.
He is the protagonist. In fantasy novels, the protagonist usually has an aura of ridicule.
Although Yan Wan has always been shown to be harmless to humans and animals, he can't stand the fact that he is the protagonist. In order to develop the plot, a few idiots must appear.
For example...
Yan Wangxu stared at the two people in front of him speechlessly.
They were also the trial warriors of the Demonic Palace, and Yan Wan had seen them on the ship.
But what he didn't expect was that the other party's primary target was actually him.
Damn it!
How long?
How long has it been since anyone challenged me head-on?
Yan Wan sighed, pulled the sword out of their throats, searched for their belongings, and stepped over the corpses in disappointment after finding nothing.
Not long after, his steps paused slightly, and then he plucked green onions from the dry land and rushed into the treetops, looking down through the gaps in the leaves not far away.
The hunt begins!
Yan Wan licked his lips and quietly restrained his breath, like a predatory beast, quietly waiting for its prey to pass by.
There were three people, two men and one woman. The vague conversation allowed Yan Wan to gradually determine their identities. In terms of points, two were eighty and one was one hundred and two.
He didn't care what his identity was.
What interests Yan Wan is that this group of people seems to be hunting for treasure!
The short woman in the middle was holding a tattered piece of rag. The three of them walked a few steps and then stopped to compare the items. Sometimes they would even circle around a certain tree.