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Mu Yurong finally plucked up the courage to enter the mansion with the jade plaque of "Mingyue Sect".

Before her, all the geniuses of the same generation who were selected ended in failure, failed and fell into the sand, extremely tragic...

There are even most geniuses who choose the "Mingyue Sect" who have changed their original intentions.

At this time, the remaining geniuses were holding their breath and silently staring at Mu Yurong.

He put five Chen clan orders into a basket in front of the mansion door, and then he danced with black hair, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of firmness. He stepped into the mansion in one step.

"Miss..." The few explosive atmospheres that followed Mu Yurong were now so nervous that their palms were sweating.

After a few breaths...

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the mansion, a divine light rose into the sky!

The old and lazy voice was also a little relieved, "Okay, good seedlings... have good potential, and their temperament is in line with the inheritance of this sect. Very good. Congratulations, to become a disciple of my Mingyue Sect, and to practice hard in the future, it will definitely be unprecedented and arrogant to the heavens... Okay, go to the yard behind and have a rest for a while..."

After a pause, the old and lazy voice continued, "Next..."

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"Success! She actually succeeded!"

The geniuses lined up behind Mu Yurong were all jealous and yelling, unable to do so.

The several explosive atmospheres that followed Mu Yurong were even more heartbroken. "Successful! The third-grade sect! The lady is amazing and her future is limitless!"

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On another street, Situ Nan finally chose a second-grade sect, the "Pully Pagoda".

After three days of suffering and weighing, Situ Nan finally gave up his plan to join the third-grade sect. After all, it would be too risky. Once it fails, his fate will change drastically.

As a result, Situ Nan lived up to expectations and successfully passed the test of "Pully Pilgrimage".

"Not bad! The second-grade sect is not bad too! The young master is making the best!"

The powerful people in the explosion-breaking realm who followed Situ Nan were also very pleased.

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A wide street.

A jade plaque with the "Qian Shamen" hung on the door of the mansion.

The "Seven Killing Sect" is also a noble third-grade sect, with an extremely terrifying foundation.

The young man in the silver robe Explosive Aura accompanied by Ling Yingxue, stalking high, looking down at the sky and the ground, with a smile that was no less than me at the corner of his mouth, and was domineering and arrogant, and walked directly into the misty mansion.

After several breaths...

The divine light lit up.

A sinister voice seemed to be a little out of control, "This son's natural resources! The potential is incalculable! Hahaha! Okay, choosing our Seven Killing Sect is also a good fortune! Very good! Go down and rest. Next..."

A young man in silver robe, success!

Following the Explosion Realm of the Silver-robed Boy, hens in unison, feeling refreshed.

Next is Ling Yingxue.

After an accident, Ling Yingxue actually passed the selection of the "Seven Killing Sect" and joined this giant third-grade sect. Of course, she did not receive too high praise, just four words, "barely forcing".

But no matter how forced it is, it is still a third-grade sect. Once you join, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate and soaring into the sky. In the future, you will be cute and your family and descendants. One person will be able to achieve enlightenment and the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

"Uh?" Several explosive atmosphere realms that followed the silver-robed boy were also surprised. "I didn't expect that this girl named Ling also joined the Qisha Sect... It's really hard to measure the selection of materials in the sect, and it is often unexpected."

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The time limit for the sect to select disciples is three days.

Three days later, each sect will take the selected disciples to leave Canghai City and return to the vast sect world.

The next time I choose is ten years later.

During these three days, some particularly evil geniuses received their wishes to join the third-grade sect;

There are also those who go to the second grade sect to settle down and become second-grade sects;

Of course, there are many people who have joined the weakest sect.

As for those who were eliminated, there are many.

In the blink of an eye, the three-day deadline passed.

Various sects left one after another.

No matter how an eliminated genius is upset or crying, he will eventually leave the scene in disgrace, return to his hometown, and live a life of mediocrity.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded like thousands of horses galloping. The sky wind and white clouds were all lined up, and a huge and ancient bronze chariot on his face cut through the sky, crushed the air, and flew away from Canghai City.

It was faintly visible that several old men standing on the chariot, like copper cast iron, emitting red clouds all over their bodies. Behind them, there were a group of young men and women, all of whom were full of energy and were full of energy and laughing proudly in the sky.

Below, someone shouted immediately. "The people from Mingyue Sect have all left..."

Immediately afterwards, chariots rose into the sky one after another, exuding a terrifying aura. The sky shivered and flew across the air, leaving in an instant.

Many sects left.

Not only the third-grade sects, but also a large number of second-grade sects and first-grade sects, all ended the selection on time.

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A street.

On the gate of the mansion, a jade plaque with the words "Fire Cave" was hung.

Below it is a star pattern.

This is a first-class sect.

At this time, outside the gate of the mansion, an old man sat on two magistrate chairs.

These two old men were both white-haired and draped in their shoulders, but they were energetic, emitting precious light on their bodies. When their eyelids were tilted, they occasionally burst out with lightning.

Behind these two old men, there were about thirty young men and women standing. All of them were at the tenth level of the inner Qi realm. Judging from their spiritual demeanor, they were all outstanding.

These young men and women have extremely complicated expressions between their eyebrows...

There is unspeakable joy, and there is also a hint of subtle unwillingness.

‘Hey… I’ve been a sect at least, but it’s the first-class sect at the bottom. It’s hard to say what the future will be…’

At this time, one of the old men stood up, raised his eyes and looked at both ends of the long street, and frowned and said, "Old Zhao, the time is almost done, and the people are about to leave. Let's hurry back to the sect to report."

Another old man sat lazily on the Taishi chair, squinting his eyes, looking at the sunset in the sky, "Wait a little longer, don't rush for a moment. Maybe there are still young geniuses who choose our 'fire refining cave'..."

The old man who stood up had a bitter face and laughed at himself, "Where is there? I'm so angry! There are so many younger generations from cities everywhere, but there are not many who choose our "fire refining cave"... This time it's even worse than ten years ago, less than forty people!"

"A genius is always unruly. If you don't be conceited, you can't be called a genius... Since you are conceited, you will definitely not be willing to surrender to the first-grade sect. Not to mention the third-grade sect, at least the second-grade sect, they still want to fight for it..." The old man sitting on the chair of the Grand Master shook his head and smiled.

"That's why so many people were eliminated! Don't think about yourself. Even the harshness of the second-grade sect's selection of materials is far better than us..." The old man standing still felt indignant. Then, some grief and regret appeared on his old face, and he sighed to the sky, "I remember that back then, our 'fire refining cave' was also a second-grade sect at the time. How glory was it? How many young talents were proud to worship the 'fire refining cave'... It's a pity that most of the sect's ancestors died later, resulting in a lot of inheritance lost. They were demoted to the first-grade sect. They no longer had their former glory and gradually declined, and now they are even more deserted..."

‘What? A lot of inheritance has been lost?’

Hearing this, these young men and women who had just entered the "Fire Refining Cave" looked confused, and they had a smell of biting through the bitter gallbladder.

‘Treat death! There are many first-class sects, so why are they unlucky and have no eyes and choose this destructive and slutty place to cheat people!’

"Okay, I won't talk about what happened back then..." The old man sitting on the throne also stood up, his face also looked sad and angry, and his throat was slightly choked, "I believe that the 'fire refining cave' will definitely reshape the glory. One day, if we can return to the ranks of the second-grade sect, even if we die, we will die with a smile..."

"Let's go, leave."

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Qin Yan finally arrived at Canghai City.

However, before he entered the city, he saw ancient chariots and jade chariots in the sky like mythological scenes, breaking through the sky.

Immediately, there were groups of young talents who walked out of Canghai City with a sad face.

Qin Yan's heart immediately fell to the bottom.

‘I have tried my best to rush my way, aren’t it…after all, is it still one step late?’

Not willing to accept it!

Qin Yan was extremely angry.

Since leaving Blue Sky City, he has been running around to collect the Chen clan orders.

Longteng City fights against all geniuses...

Bluebird City turned into a slaughter of the city...

After finally collecting five Chen clan orders, he rushed to Canghai City, but this was a lonely scene...

Qin Yan was in a state of dismay, dragging his numb legs and slowly walked into Canghai City.
To be continued...