Renegade Immortal

Today's second update is over, and there is another chapter in the afternoon!

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Wang Zhuo was also stunned by the scene in front of him. It took a long time for him to recover, and his inner arrogance subsided a lot unconsciously.

At this time, several more Changhong swords appeared, and after each sword light dissipated, disciples of the Hengyue School would appear, and beside them, there were several fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys without exception.

There were men and women in these people, and they were all like Wang Lin and the three when they fell, staring blankly at the scene in front of them with different expressions on their faces.

The Hengyue Sect disciples who brought everyone here stood scattered not far away, chatting with each other and looking at these teenagers. After waiting for a while, finally all the teenagers who were recommended here came together. At this time, the middle-aged man in black glanced at everyone, and said in a voice without any emotion: "Among you, there are only a few who will He was chosen to be a disciple of my Hengyue Sect."

The young people were astonished, and Wang Lin was even more apprehensive. He counted and tested a total of 48 people.

"Cultivating immortals is the most important thing. Talent is the first test. The next test is to see if your spiritual roots are sufficient. Whoever I tap now will come to me." The middle-aged man poker-faced, casually tapped a boy.

The boy's legs trembled slightly, and he walked over cautiously. The middle-aged man put his hand on the boy's head and said calmly: "Unqualified, stand on the left."

The young man seemed to have lost all his strength all of a sudden, his expression was gloomy, and he walked to the left with a daze in his eyes, silent.

Then another boy was hit, and stepped forward nervously.

"Unqualified."

"Unqualified."

"Unqualified."

More than a dozen people in a row were all unqualified, and there was no one on the right side of the middle-aged man until now.

Wang Zhuo was hit, his face was full of arrogance, his face was a little pale, and he walked forward.

After the middle-aged man put his hand on Wang Zhuo's head, he suddenly showed joy and said softly, "What's your name?"

Wang Zhuo hurriedly said respectfully: "Report to the Immortal, boy Wang Zhuo."

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "So you are the Wang Zhuo mentioned by Uncle Daoxu, yes, stand on the right side."

Wang Zhuo was overjoyed, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he walked to the right, with arrogance in his eyes again, and he looked at everyone with contempt, with an air of arrogance.

"Damn it, he's out of luck." Wang Hao curled his lips and whispered to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin became even more nervous. He clenched his fists as his parents looked forward to him.

"That's right, you also stand on the right." The middle-aged man's surprised voice came, and there was a young girl in front of him.

Not long after, most of the teenagers had been tested, but there were only two people standing on the right of the middle-aged man. Next, Wang Hao was hit.

Wang Hao trotted all the way and stood in front of the middle-aged man. Before the other party could test him, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, and said loudly: "The blessings of the gods will last forever, and the life will be as long as the sky. Boy Wang Hao, you It must be very hard to test so many people, why don't you take a break? I'm not in a hurry, I'm fine."

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing. After testing so many people, all of them were nervous, but the young man in front of him was the most intelligent, and even flattered him. Pressing it on Wang Hao's head, he shook his head and said, "The aptitude is poor, no..."

As soon as Wang Hao heard that his aptitude was not good, his heart sank immediately. Before the other party finished speaking, he immediately took out a jade box from his arms, put his hands together, and said cleverly: "Shangxian, this is my father who happened to be in the mountains. I got it, I tried many times but couldn't open it, the boy specially brought it from home and dedicated it to you, Shangxian."

The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head. He was about to refuse, but when he swept the jade box, his pupils suddenly shrank. He picked it up and took a closer look. He immediately showed joy, and said, "That's right, it's actually a 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Look at this The jade box looks like it should be sealed inside by a cultivator, no wonder your father can't open it." He paused, pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "I'm short of a boy who can make alchemy,

I think you are smarter, would you like to be my little boy? "

Wang Hao was pleasantly surprised immediately. The ups and downs of the difference made him very excited, and he said loudly: "Yes, Shangxian, I am willing."

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and said: "If you are my medicine boy, I will not treat you badly, but you can practice the immortal art in the sect like other disciples. You should stand on the right."

Excited, Wang Hao ran to the right and glared at Wang Zhuo triumphantly.

All the losers had expressions of embarrassment on their faces, each of them was dejected, what's more, their faces were full of tears, and they were crying endlessly.

The middle-aged man frowned and shouted: "Those who cry, send them away!"

The disciples of the Hengyue faction who were standing not far away immediately walked out, grabbed a few crying people, and casually disappeared quickly with the sword light.

The middle-aged man casually pointed at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked over to the middle-aged man nervously. His mind went blank and he prayed silently. He couldn't help but recall the expectant eyes of his parents.

"I will definitely be selected!" Wang Lin thought firmly.

As soon as the opponent pressed his hand, he spit out three words that made Wang Lin feel as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.

"Unqualified!"

Wang Lin didn't know how he got to the team on the left, he could only feel the three words lingering in his ears like spring thunder.

After a while, everyone was tested, and there were only three people standing on the right. These three people, in the eyes of the losers, were like the proud sons of heaven, extremely tall.

Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin even more contemptuously, and the irony in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"For cultivating immortals, aptitude is important, but perseverance is even more important. If you youngsters with ordinary aptitude have perseverance, you can become registered disciples! The second test is perseverance!" The middle-aged man paused expressionlessly. After a while, he said again: "Follow the steps here, and those who reach the top are considered qualified. If they do not finish on the third day, it is a failure, and the losers will be sent back to your respective families. If you can't hold on halfway or encounter If you are in danger, just yell out and give up, and someone will take you away."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man looked at the three people on the right with a smile, and said: "You follow me to see the head, and then I will arrange for the master, Wang Hao, so you don't want to go, follow me to the alchemy room, and get familiar with the operation. "

After the middle-aged man gave his orders, he took the three heaven's favored sons up the mountain and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and he stepped forward to the stone steps without hesitation to conduct the second test, perseverance.

Excluding the three proud sons of heaven and the six teenagers who were sent away because of crying, there were 39 people left.

Among the 39 people, there are those who are discouraged, some with a determined look, and some who are hesitant and fearful. They are inconsistent with each other, and they gradually step up the ladder and walk out of their different futures.