I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

Join a cram school.

Fang He paused, and then he returned a brighter smile.He kindly reminded: "Joining the cram school, you may have to pay more expensive spirit crystals."

According to the nature of the cram school, if Xie Lingtai joined the cram school, he might be charged more expensive fees.After all, Da Neng's wealth accumulated during the Tribulation Transcending Period is definitely comparable to the sum of all the wealth in the Second Heaven.

Hearing this sentence, Xie Lingtai paused for a while, and finally choked out a sentence: "I don't have a spirit crystal."

When did Xie Lingtai fall to such a point.Just relying on the sword in his hand, countless sects scrambled to snatch him up, tempting him with magic treasures and books, just to let him enter the sect.

He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and finally said slowly, considering his words: "If I join the Cultivation Cram School, then the secrets of the exercises in the cram school..."

Fang He raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Xie Lingtai chose to join the cram school after hesitating for so long.

"Join the cram school, and naturally all the exercise cheats are free to read. Even for you, I will make a teaching plan that suits you."

"This is quite interesting." Xie Lingtai said.His figure slowly dissipated in front of Fang He, "When you come out of the Shengling Secret Realm, I will raise spirit crystals."

Fang He looked down at the leaves around his waist, which were swaying slightly in the air.He was rather curious about how Xie Lingtai earned spirit crystals.

Fang He straightened his skirt, put the burden on his back, and walked outside.

Zuhe and his party were already waiting for him at the door.They followed Fang He and walked towards Daozong, one of the eight great sects.

There are a few catchy poems engraved in front of the gate of Daozong's sect. His eyes fall on these poems, as if he can appreciate the broad artistic conception in the words.

When Fang He and the others arrived, the place was already crowded with people, but the sects of each level were distinct.Fang He glanced lightly, then walked to the area where the third-rate sect was located.As for Zuhe and the others, they were led to the mountain to watch the battle.

Compared with the happy and harmonious atmosphere of the first-rate and second-rate sects, the disciples of the third-rate sects seemed a bit lonely.They stood there in silence, looking at each other.

Standing in the crowd with golden light, Fang He looked extraordinarily dazzling, with strange eyes wandering around him, he seemed to be unaware, closing his eyes to cultivate himself.

The crowd gathered very quickly, and as time approached, Fang He could clearly feel the aura around him getting stronger.

"Huh." Xie Lingtai seemed to have noticed something, and his spiritual consciousness spread around.Fang He only felt the jade ring around his waist move slightly.

"What's wrong?" Fang He asked.

There was a little surprise in Xie Lingtai's tone: "I didn't expect there to be a secret realm close to the middle level in the second heaven."

Fang He: "A mid-level secret realm?"

Xie Lingtai explained: "Low-level secret realms can be opened anytime and anywhere for disciples to practice. But high-level secret realms are different."

"It should pay attention to the right time, place and people."

"Like now."

As soon as Xie Lingtai's words fell, the aura around him suddenly exploded with a "boom", and the aura soared into the sky, forming dazzling beams of light one after another.

The crowd exclaimed for a while, they did not expect the scene in front of them at all, and looked up at the beam of light one by one.

"The Shengling Secret Realm is open." A Hong Yue's old voice sounded in everyone's ears, and they watched the nine gates suddenly appear in midair.

The aura of the nine doors is strong and weak, and the spiritual power surges up and down on the first six doors. Before entering, people can feel the rich aura inside.

Fang He could feel that when these nine doors appeared, the eyes of all the disciples could not help but fall on the first six doors.

"Everyone already knows the rules of the assessment. This assessment is related to the fate of the sects. I hope all disciples will seize this opportunity. Now, the assessment begins. Please enter in order."

As soon as the old voice fell, the nine gates emitted dazzling light.Countless disciples instantly turned into rays of light, and most of the light spots frantically rushed towards the first six doors.

Fang He exhausted all his spiritual power and was about to walk into the nearest gate when he heard Xie Lingtai's voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Quick, the third last door."

Fang He's footsteps stopped, and his eyes flicked slightly to the right.The door next to it was the seventh door, and its aura flowed very subtlely. When Fang He saw this door, he immediately excluded it from the selection range.

At this moment, there are very few disciples wandering in front of its gate, and most of the disciples who enter are unsure of their own strength.

Fang He gritted his teeth, turned his footsteps, turned an angle in the air, and stepped into the seventh door.

In just three or four breaths of time, all the figures on the square disappeared, and they entered the Shengling Secret Realm.

The old voice just now sounded in everyone's ears again:

"The Wanzong Grand Meeting has officially begun."

With a "boom", the nine doors just now flipped open and turned into an image. In the image, the figures of all the disciples swept past.And in the middle of the nine doors, a ranking is listed from top to bottom.Behind each name, there is a note and the sect it belongs to.

The spiritual point can be seen by all participating disciples, while the mark of Zongmen is for the audience to see, and those participating disciples cannot see it.In this way, the disciples in the secret realm can be prevented from being influenced by the sect.

The location where Zuhe and the others are located is very remote, almost the place with the worst view.Zuhe and the others had no choice but to stretch their necks and look in the direction of the image.

"I saw it, I saw it, Senior Brother Zhen Ling is at the seventh door." Yu Juncheng said, his gaze fell on the seventh image scorchingly.

"Where is there." Zu He looked over, and as soon as his eyes fell on the image, he saw Fang He's figure flashing past in the image.

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This is a vast forest, with towering trees rising from the ground, forming green shades that cannot see the sun above Fang He's head.The afterglow of the setting sun that fell into the horizon slowly poured down from the gaps in the leaves, making the branches glow with orange-yellow golden light.

As soon as Fang He entered this secret place, he could smell a pungent smell of blood.He twirled his toes and pried the ground under his feet, and the smell of blood around him became stronger.

Fang He glanced slightly to the right. On his right, a huge mountain-like corpse of a fierce beast fell there, and there was a big bloody hole in the belly of the beast.Even though this ferocious beast is dead, there is still a faint coercion shrouded in this land.

Apparently, a violent fight had just taken place here.

Fang He frowned slightly, tapped his toes lightly, and his figure quickly disappeared in place.Just as his figure disappeared into the land, an angry beast roar and a creepy scream sounded behind Fang He.

Fang He moved for hundreds of miles before landing on the branch.His chest rose and fell, and he gasped.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly just now, and left first when he sensed something was wrong, otherwise he would end up in the same fate as the owner of the scream just now.

The ferocious beasts comparable to those in the Nascent Soul stage were indeed difficult to deal with.

Fang He lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his right hand.Holding a token in his right hand, sinking his spiritual consciousness into it, he can see the rankings of all sect disciples.

Fang He's spiritual point is zero, and he is tied for the last one with other disciples who have zero spiritual point.But as time passed, some people continued to rise in the rankings.Their names kept jumping forward.

Fang He looked forward, and at the moment the one occupying the first place on the token was Yu Wulian, and the number thirteen was impressively written behind his name.

It has only been a short time since he entered the Shengling Secret Realm, and the spiritual point behind him has broken through double digits.This means that as soon as he entered the secret realm, he started killing people.

The No.2 token is Chen Yu.This name is very strange, but the spiritual points behind him also jumped for a moment, and officially broke the double digits - ten points.

Every second, everyone's spiritual points are changing.In the blink of an eye, Yu Wulian's spiritual points became thirty.

Fang He put the token into his storage ring, he licked his lips, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.His fingertips gently stroked the peach blossom petals around his waist, and an infinite fighting spirit surged in his heart.

Fang He's slender and fair fingers gently tore off a petal on the peach blossom branch. The delicate and pink petal was sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger by Fang He. His figure flashed like a ghost, shuttling between the shadows of the trees , disappeared in an instant.

With a sound of "噗嗤", a petal passed through the neck of the beast like a sharp sword, and countless blood splashed from the air.There was an angry roar from the beast, and its blood-red eyes, like copper bells, landed on Fang He's body.

Fang He stepped slightly, and drops of blood fell to his feet along his golden monk robe.There was a big cut in his shoulder at this moment, but he didn't seem to notice it, his back stopped straight, and the sword on his body lingered at his fingertips.

A peach petal flew past again.In mid-air, the petals of the peach blossom split into two as if they had been doubled by a phantom.One piece flew towards the beast's neck again, and another piece fell straight towards a point in the space.

Seeing that the petal fell to nothing, the beast let out a roar, and its blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, as if mocking Fang He.It moved its footsteps slightly, and its huge body moved to the side, easily dodging the attack on its neck.

However, in the next second, its pupils stood up, and an extremely rapid muffled sound came out from its throat.The petal that hit his neck just now disappeared out of thin air at this moment, but the petal that fell in the void just now reappeared, no more, no less, just falling on the path that Fang He attacked just now Point.

The wound in its throat burst open.The ferocious beast roared unwillingly, and finally collapsed.

The earth trembled.

Fang He coughed lightly.He took a step forward, bent down and picked up the petals on the ground.The blood stained his white and tender skin, making the red color even more dazzling.

"Your progress is getting bigger and bigger." Xie Lingtai said with satisfaction, "Now you can accurately predict the trajectory of the beasts. You will not be helpless in the face of these beasts."

Fang He hummed lightly. He stepped forward, took out a sharp sword from the storage ring, and scraped off the precious material from the beast.The pungent smell of blood permeated immediately.

Fang He's expression remained unchanged. He put the skin and bones from the beast into a storage bag, and then put it into a jade ring.

In that jade ring, there are more than ten storage bags scattered here and there.This is the result of Fang He's ten days of training.

From being somewhat restrained at the beginning, to now expressionless.Fang He is now confident that he can deal with these Nascent Soul level beasts.

"That's why you chose this place, to hone me?" Fang He put away the sharp sword in his hand and asked Xie Lingtai.The spiritual power of his body covered the wound, and the flesh and blood around the wound were shrinking rapidly. After a while, the wound would heal automatically.

Xie Lingtai said: "Almost." His spiritual sense landed on Fang He's token, and he saw that Yu Wulian was still at the top of the list.

At this moment, the number of spiritual points behind him has broken through to three digits - 250 points.

This spirit point is already extremely terrifying!

After Wulian, it was not Chen Yu, but Zhang Feiyang.The number of his spiritual points has reached more than 230 points.

The number of his spiritual points and Yu Wulian's bite was very tight, until the last moment, it was impossible to be sure who would be the number one.

And Fang He...

Xie Lingtai looked straight down and searched for Fang He's name.In the end, Xie Lingtai couldn't help laughing when he saw Fang He's record.

"Very spiritual, the number of spiritual points: zero."

Seeing this bare zero, Xie Lingtai's expression couldn't help but loosen.Among so many lists, only the number of spirit points behind Fang He's name is zero.

Fang He became the bottom one outright.

"What's so funny." Fang He was puzzled.His spiritual sense landed on the token, and he also saw his achievements.

He didn't think it was a surprise.

He has been fighting fierce beasts for the past few days, but he has never killed a single person.Therefore, it is certain that the spiritual point is zero.

Fang He put away the token and flew towards a mountain ridge.He wants to take action immediately, accumulate spiritual points, and save his grades.

Before that, Fang He wanted to improve his own strength, quickly break through the eighth level of Jindan, and step into the ninth level of Jindan.

The mountain ridges were undulating, and Fang He found a place hidden by weeds, quickly took out a few spirit crystals from the storage ring, and shot them into the nodes in the air.

A formation to conceal the aura was quickly formed.

Fang He closed his eyes and circulated all the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power was extremely gentle and quietly circulated in his body.When the spiritual power was fully activated, Fang He's spiritual consciousness dispersed into strands of thin threads, which were buckled into the spiritual power.Under the precise control of the spiritual consciousness, the spiritual power circulated at an extremely fast speed like a flood breaking a bank.

There were muffled sounds from Fang He's joints, and the ferocious spiritual power was constantly washing away the remaining dirt in his meridians.

Fighting and killing fierce beasts for several days in succession, Fang He's understanding of the way of swords became more and more profound.These ferocious beasts were not like Xie Lingtai, who would stop attacking when they saw Fang He was exhausted. On the contrary, they would become more ferocious and excited.

Fang He seemed to be dancing on the edge of death every time.He closed his eyes, and the speed of his cultivation suddenly accelerated, and he felt the spiritual power in his body surging layer by layer.

He could feel a thick barrier between him and the world.And the movement of spiritual power in his body is constantly melting this diaphragm.When the spiritual power reached its limit, with a sudden sound, the barrier was broken at an extremely fast speed.

Nine layers of golden core!

Fang He could feel the closer connection between himself and the world.His spiritual consciousness expanded outwards, and he could clearly reflect the mountain ridge he was in at this moment into his brain.

Until the tip of the willow on the moon, there was an obvious fluctuation from the outside world, which made Fang He open his eyes involuntarily.He stepped up and walked towards the outside world.

His figure quietly appeared on the top of the mountain, his gaze was slightly lowered, and he saw three ferocious beasts surrounding a person.

The man's gaze was like a torch, and his robe was stained with blood. The thick blood was smeared on his robe, which looked terrifying.His figure shuttled among the three ferocious beasts at an extremely fast speed, leaving a faint afterimage.Every time the ferocious beast pounced on food, it couldn't accurately capture the opponent's figure, and from time to time it let out thunderous roars.

Fang He leaned against the side of the mountain, and did not help the other party, just watching the other party and the spirit beast entangled with each other.

The other party seemed to be able to handle it with ease, but Fang He knew that the other party would not be able to hold on for long.The time his afterimage stayed in the air became shorter and shorter.

Not only Fang He was aware of his existence, he also felt Fang He's existence.The cultivator couldn't help waving at Fang He while walking around, and said:

"Brother, hurry up and help me. Damn, I can't hold on any longer." After saying this, he staggered, and a ferocious beast's claws brushed against his head, and a few strands of hair fell apart. Falling down like this.

Fang He raised his eyebrows, he straightened up, his eyes swept over the man's face.Although there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead, he didn't look flustered. Obviously, even if he couldn't hold on anymore, he still had other ways to control the enemy.

However, the price is slightly higher.

But no matter what, even if he was surrounded by three ferocious beasts, the other party didn't intend to lure the ferocious beasts in his direction.

This alone was enough for Fang He to make a move.

Fang He untied the burden on his back, and took out the Buddha statue, incense burner and wooden fish one by one.He sat cross-legged on it, inserted the incense into the incense burner, picked up the mallet, and struck the wooden fish one by one.

Wisps of smoke dispersed, and the knocking of the wooden fish rang next to the man's ears.The man almost slipped his footsteps, and with a little disbelief in his expression, he said in the direction of Fang He:

"Brother, fellow daoist, what are you doing now?"

Fang He ignored him, and he didn't take the time to reply until he finished reading the last Sanskrit, "I'm helping you with divination."

"The Buddha said, you will never be in danger."

Fofofo? ?

The monk finally realized that while walking with the three ferocious beasts, his eyes could not help falling on Fang He, and when he saw the golden robe he was wearing, he was stunned for an instant.

The situation just now was too urgent. He only felt that there were people around him, so he asked for help.Never thought that the other party was actually a Buddhist cultivator!

Buddhist practice.

That is the Buddhist practice of "saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda", a Buddhist practice that does not eat meat and does not kill.Asking him to come over and help kill the beast would be a violation of the precept of killing.

The monk felt only a pang of despair.He could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was getting less and less, and after another ten breaths, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one.

When the cultivator said silently in his heart, he felt his body soften.He lay directly on the ground, watching the ferocious beast rush towards him.

As if he had given up struggling, he lay on the ground, letting the murderer's bloody mouth open towards him.

Eat it. Eat it.

I won't poison you to death then!

The monk thought bitterly, he was ready to be bitten three times by the three fierce beasts in front of him.However, at this moment, three peach blossoms floated from nowhere, passing through the heads of the three ferocious beasts in a strange manner.

As soon as the movements of the three ferocious beasts stopped, they obviously felt the pain, their bodies twisted, and they rolled on the ground.

The monk's pupils shrank slightly. Taking this opportunity, he rolled over to the side, raised the hammer in his hand, and slammed it towards the three ferocious beasts with determination.

Tell you to eat my flesh!

Perhaps because his life was about to be threatened, a huge burst of energy suddenly erupted from the dead-end cultivator's body, and his hammer smashed the heads of the three ferocious beasts to pieces like mud.

When the three behemoths lay down on the side, the monk fell to the side panting heavily.A sound of footsteps sounded beside his ears, he turned his head slightly, and saw a fair and beautiful face appearing in front of his eyes.

The monk's heart tightened slightly, his nerves tensed subconsciously, and he involuntarily clenched the hammer in his hand again, as if he was about to jump up from the ground in the next second and smash it at the soft-looking skull. go.

The owner of that face didn't seem to notice the monk's defense, and there was a little happiness in his eyes.The smile on the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he said to the monk:

"Great, benefactor, you are fine, I said the Buddha would not lie to me."

Fuck your godfather.

The cultivator roared in his heart, if it weren't for the three petals just now, he might be seriously injured if he didn't die.As soon as the other party said this, the guard that had just surged in his heart dissipated instantly.

He struggled a bit, sat up straight from the ground, and looked the little monk up and down.The little monk was dressed in glittering gold, except for an awkward branch pinned to his waist. The branch was clean, and no branches or leaves could be discerned.

The monk raised his chin towards Fang He and said, "My name is Zheng Er, what's your name?"

The little monk seemed to have no intentions and said, "Very spiritual."

Very good.Zheng Ermo silently sank his spiritual consciousness into the token, and searched for the name.His ranking was more than 500. He flipped through the names of all the people in front of him, but he didn't see the word "Shi Ling".

It's okay, it's okay, the strength doesn't seem to be much higher than him.

Thinking of this, Zheng Er felt instantly relaxed, and the playful smile returned to his face.He was about to withdraw his spiritual consciousness from the token when he suddenly thought of something and turned the list to the end.

The number zero blinded Zheng Er's eyes.

Zheng Er withdrew his spiritual consciousness, looked up at the little monk in front of him, he didn't expect that this little monk was really so respectful of Buddha, and really never issued the precept of killing.

Zheng Er has recovered at this moment, he stood up from the ground, patted his buttocks, and asked Fang He: "What is your sect?"

He seemed to want to see what kind of sect was so weird that it allowed a Buddhist monk who never killed to participate in this secret realm.

Fang He replied "honestly", "Tianjizong."

Zheng Er took a clear look at Fang He, and silently crossed this Tianji sect in his heart. It seems that this unlucky sect is about to reserve the last place.

He stepped up and walked towards the beast, skillfully took out tools from his jade ring, and began to peel the skin.Halfway through the pickling, he suddenly thought of something, looked at Fang He, and saw Fang He turned his head, muttering something silently.

Really a monk, really can't even see a bloody scene.

No wonder after a few days, he was still hiding in this secluded corner.

Meeting such a strange monk, Zheng Er's mood suddenly improved a lot.He raised his eyebrows, glanced at the peach blossom petals next to the beast, and couldn't help but close his eyes in thought.

There are no peach blossom branches in this area for several miles. Where did the peach blossom petals come from?

Thinking of this, Zheng Er's hands speeded up a lot.After tidying up all the valuable parts swiftly, he stood up and showed his white teeth to Fang He:

"Shen Ling, right? Let's go together later."

Compared to a single lone ranger, two people are safer.Fang He nodded. He was about to take a step forward when he felt the ground shake.

Zheng Er's face changed immediately, he cursed directly, then took Fang He's arm, and flew towards the distance.Fang He spared a little time, turned his head, and saw a group of ferocious beasts chasing in their direction.

It wasn't until he ran a long way that Zheng Er stopped. He bent down and panted heavily, his eyes fell on Fang He's face involuntarily.

This little monk seemed to be able to run faster than him. He was so tired now, but there was not a single drop of sweat on the little monk's forehead, and even his body was refreshed.He didn't even seem to understand the current situation, and asked Zheng Er suspiciously:

"what happened?"

Zheng Er chuckled, scratched his head, winked at Fang He innocently and said, "Little monk, did I not say anything just now?"

Fang He: "Say what?"

Zheng Er said softly: "Did I forget to say just now, my physique is easier to provoke fierce beasts. Those fierce beasts just now came towards me."

As he said that, he lowered his head, quickly took out a bottle of animal blood from his jade ring, and poured it directly from the top of his head. Every so often, drops of blood ran across his face and fell on his forehead on the placket.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Er turned into a blood man.The strong smell of blood spread in the air, and he didn't seem to think it was enough. He took out a bottle of animal blood from the storage jade ring, poured it into his palm, and quickly applied it on his face.

A blob of red stained his face.Fang He involuntarily looked away, and asked curiously, "Won't you attract fierce beasts with your appearance?"

"How is it possible?" Zheng Er replied quickly, his movements were familiar, covering every inch of his skin with animal blood, "But which one do you choose, a beast or a group of beasts?"

"One." Fang He replied with a choke.

If it is painted, it will attract a ferocious beast, if it is not painted, it will attract a group of ferocious beasts.Compared with the latter, the former is more acceptable.

It's just...Fang He's gaze sized Zheng Er up and down.With such a miraculous physique, if he shrinks well, it should be a special physique.

"It's really a special constitution." Xie Lingtai said, when his voice appeared, Zheng Er's movement of smearing blood paused, he blinked, looked around, and finally landed on Fang He, asking :

"Did you hear anything special just now, like someone talking?"

Fang He was startled, but it didn't show on his face.He shook his head and asked Zheng Er back, "Did there be any sound just now?"

Zheng Er listened attentively, but didn't hear anything, then shook his head, and said to Fang He, "Maybe I just misheard." After saying this, he quickly put away the animal blood , pulling Fang He to continue walking forward.

"It seems that it is really a special physique." Xie Lingtai said quickly, he paid great attention to the fluctuation of his voice, and saw that Zheng Er didn't have any particularly big reaction, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "The body of Wanshou Zhen."

Precious Body of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Fang He once saw this physique in the encyclopedia of the cram school, but there were only a few words in the above records.

Legend has it that the precious body of ten thousand beasts contains the essence and blood of many rare beasts in his blood.He can accommodate the elders of a hundred schools of thought, no matter what he learns, he can quickly master it.

But at the same time, rare beasts and ferocious beasts are born rivals.They could not understand each other's blood, and wanted to devour each other.Therefore, Fang He could imagine what a tragic scene the other party encountered when he came to this forest full of ferocious beasts.

No wonder, there are only more than 1000 people.

Fang He's eyes fell on Zheng Er's body with a little sympathy.

Zheng Er glanced at his token, shook his head towards Fang He and said, "No, your current ranking is too embarrassing, zero, this ranking is probably because you have never appeared on the video before."

Indeed, except when Fang He's figure flashed on the seventh image when he first entered the seventh door, Zuhe and the others did not see Fang He appearing in the next few days.On the other hand, the Extraordinary Alchemist of the Alchemy Sect, because he was able to refine elixir, was in a hurry.

Several times, the image flashed, and the figure of the alchemist could be seen.

Zu He couldn't help becoming anxious. He glanced at the ranking next to the image, and the name "Shen Ling" was still firmly at the end of the ranking.However, the two disciples next to him looked leisurely and leisurely, and they even gnawed the spiritual fruit served by the first-class sect.

Seeing Zuhe's worried look, Yu Juncheng couldn't help but comforted him: "Don't worry, Zhiling has always done things properly, maybe he's still planning."

Yu Juncheng's words made Zu He's irritable heart calm down. He couldn't help humming softly, and when he was about to speak, he heard a laughing sound from beside him.

"Look at what I heard. The people from the Tianji Sect comforted themselves by saying that their disciples were in the process of brewing. Whoever it is, they have been brewing for three days and three nights." The disciples of the Alchemy Sect walked to their side, with A flash of contempt.

He looked up at the rankings, searched up and down with his spiritual sense, and finally seemed to see something extremely funny, clapped his hands, and said:

"No wonder it's in the making. If it weren't for the addition of a name to this ranking, I would have thought that your Tianji Sect had no disciples to participate. Zero, your Tianji Sect is also ashamed to show you this result. It seems that you are not only going to be Yuanbei." The last one in the world, but also the last one in the second heaven."

The disciples of the third-rate sects around couldn't help being attracted by the noise here.Their gazes followed the trend, and when they saw this record, their faces were inexplicable.

Some disciples breathed a sigh of relief.The results of the participating disciples from the sect they belonged to were not very satisfactory. At this time, there was a sect behind them, which meant that there was another one at the bottom.

They have heard that this time the sect is related to whether they can keep their third-rate position.

The disciple of the Alchemy Sect saw this scene with satisfaction, he stretched out his hand and couldn't help flicking the non-existent dust on his sleeve, he clicked his tongue softly, his eyes took a full view of Zuhe's angry expression.

He laughed loudly, and sat down on the ground, sitting beside Zuhe and the others, his eyes moved up and down the rankings:

"Come on, let me find out what is the achievement of our Alchemy Sect."

The disciple of the Alchemy Sect searched from front to back, and when he saw the ranking, he couldn't help but get a little excited: "Nine hundred and ninety, in just a short while, our ranking has changed from more than 1000th to [-]th. The name is here."

Nine hundred and ninety.

When the disciples of the third-rate sects around heard the ranking, they couldn't help but feel envious.If the Alchemy Sect can rise according to this trend, it may not be long before they can be promoted to a second-rate sect.

After all, this year's assessment is different from the previous ones, completely messing up the rankings.There is no need for the top of the third-rate sect to challenge the bottom of the second-rate sect as before, but a new ranking directly.

This also means that if the first-rate sect is not strong enough, it may become a second-rate sect or even a third-rate sect.If the strength of the third-rate sect is enough, it is possible to reach the sky in one step and become a first-rate sect.

It's just that the possibility of the above two situations happening is very small, and everyone can only think about it this way.Now, they only want their own sect to keep the position of the third-rate sect, if possible, they would be promoted to the second-rate sect.

They dare not even think about a first-class sect.

The disciples of the Alchemy Sect just sat there cross-legged, enjoying the gazes of the people around them.He also didn't expect that the disciples of their sect participating in the competition were so competitive that their sect ranked within a thousand.

He raised his eyebrows, and looked back and forth between the two rankings of Alchemy Sect and Tianji Sect, with a little complacency in his expression.

What could be more satisfying than trampling your usual enemies on the soles of your feet?

His appearance made Zu He's teeth itch with hatred.

Fang He didn't know what was happening in the outside world. He obediently followed behind Zheng Er, watching him skillfully avoiding the pursuit of fierce beasts. Spirit point is getting higher and higher.

He licked his lips, Buddhist cultivators really cannot kill.

But he is a fake Buddhist cultivator, so whenever he kills a living being, he must kill a big one.