Peerless Martial Soul

"Don't do the root test?"

Chen Feng was surprised. Of course he didn't know that Mrs. Zhang did it selfishly.

He was afraid that Chen Feng had finished the four tests, and the ranking was too high, too eye-catching, and he would be directly selected by other elders!

Because these disciples who have just entered the inner sect, after the initial training, all have to approve the teacher.

The elders would not even look at the disciples with poor aptitude, inferior roots, and low strength, while the elders would rush to ask for disciples with extraordinary talents like Chen Feng!

Taishang Zhang said with a gentle smile: "Your first three talents have proven that you are a god-level talent, and there is no need to test the fourth one."

"God-level talent! Mrs. Zhang said Chen Feng is a god-level talent!"

This sentence quickly spread throughout the square. Although she was surprised by Chen Feng's talent, Zhang Taishang said it personally, which shocked everyone.

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, he added a few notes to the record book, and then announced in a loud voice: "Chen Feng, first class in the blood test, first class in the meridian test, first class in the heart test, and vacant root test. The nineteenth place on the list!"

Everyone was in an uproar!

Only tested three items, but still ranked 19th this year!

so amazing!

Lu Chengyun gritted his teeth bitterly and whispered: "Uncle, let's go!"

Lu Qingfeng supported him. The two left the square and waited for a while. Lu Qingfeng said in a low voice: "Chengyun, don't worry, you can't swallow it today, and I can't swallow it. I can't just let it go. ! Wait and see!"

Looking at the excitement on the faces of the people below, and seeing the delighted faces of the juniors and sisters of Waizong, Chen Feng pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

"Master, Sect Master Zhuo, I finally did not let you down or shame you!"

At this time, Chen Feng was extremely grateful to his master Yan Qingyu.

He knew very well that his talent was originally very poor, his dantian was like iron, his meridians were blocked and he couldn't cultivate. But after getting dragon blood and undergoing dragon blood forging and transformation, his talent has increased to such a terrifying level!

Thanks to the master, thanks to the dragon blood.

"Master, don't worry, I will get those lost for you one by one!"

Chen Feng secretly swears.

At this point, the test is all over.

In fact, the test has started several days ago, and the disciples of the side branch have come one after another, and the test has started three days ago. And Chen Feng and the others are the last batch.

There were hundreds of disciples who entered the Nei Zong this time, but today, there are only dozens of them.

Zhang Taishang and several elders all left one after another, while Chen Feng and others had to wait in the square for one night, and wait until tomorrow morning for the official entrance ceremony to be held.

The night is deep.

The square calmed down, and a pile of fires rose up. The disciples gathered around the fire according to their origins, closing their eyes and resting.

Sitting cross-legged, Chen Feng suddenly felt his left arm tighten. He looked sideways and saw Han Yu'er sitting next to him, putting his arm around his chest.

Seeing Chen Feng's opinion, Han Yuer lowered her head shyly, but did not let go.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said nothing.

Soon, the sky brightened.

Several elders greeted everyone to get up, and then continued to climb.

Behind this square, there are another 30,000 steps!

On the steps, all the disciples' qi qi was restricted, and they could only use their physical strength to climb.

By the time I climbed the 30,000 steps and came to the second large platform, it was already the next morning. Most of the disciples were tired and lying directly on the ground, unable to stand up.

Chen Feng watched coldly, there were more than fifty disciples who could barely stand, and there were more than a dozen of them, like him, who didn't change their faces.

Chen Feng's heart was stunned: "The disciples of the Nei Sect come from Danyang County and even Qinzhou. They are selected from a huge range that stretches for thousands of miles. The elites are gathered. It is not to be underestimated. I am definitely not the strongest here. Yes, you must proceed carefully."

The second large platform is very spacious.

At the end of the square, there is a huge mountain gate. There are two stone walls on the left and right sides of the mountain gate, which are tens of meters high. On the stone wall on the left, four characters are written: Qianyuan Nei Zong!

The stone wall on the right is as smooth as a mirror, densely covered with words.

Chen Feng looked at it and saw that there were two rankings displayed above.

The one that occupies the middle and is very dazzling is the ranking of all the disciples of the entire Nei Zong. And the inconspicuous position next to it is the ranking list of this new Nei Zong disciple.

Newcomer list!

Chen Feng counted from the top to the bottom, and found his name in the nineteenth place.

The name is not carved on the stone wall, but appears on it, still changing.

In the short period of time he was checking, the 34th place in the total ranking of Nei Zong disciples suddenly changed positions with the 27th place, and then the name of the 27th place was swayed. , And then dimmed until it disappeared. Then, where it disappeared, a brand new name appeared.

"What is going on?" a disciple exclaimed.