Chapter 1412

"Uncle, this last level?"

Liang Ping looked at Ye Xu with a bitter smile and said.

It's OK to say that the potential of the martial spirit is known to everyone. When you reach the age of 40, even the divine martial spirit is afraid to be dried up.

In fact, Wu soul is the natural soul power. When human beings are born, the combination of soul power and human body is the peak stage.

With the passage of time, if you can't wake up the martial spirits in your body, the power of these martial spirits will dissipate slowly.

Basically, after the age of 20, there are few martial spirits left.

The original Ye Huo was the same. Although he had the body of the holy fire, he didn't open it at the age of 20. Later, although Ye Xu opened it, he also suffered inhuman pain.

Even ye HUOSHANG is like this. Ye Xu, 40, doesn't have to think about it. It's absolutely impossible to have the potential of martial spirit.

Ye Xu looked at the kind-hearted disciple of tianmingzong and smiled. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard another assessment disciple say in a strange way: "I said Liang Ping, people came all the way to lose face. Why are you so wordy? Can't we see a joke?"

As soon as he said this, ye Xu frowned slightly. He looked sideways. The speaker was the disciple who presided over Xu Shui's assessment, named Zheng Xun.

Liang Ping's face stiffened and said, "senior brother Zheng, people who come to worship Pope have a cavity of blood and hope. How can we see other people's jokes? Wasn't it the same when you and I entered pope!"

"Hehe, when I entered the sect, but two were excellent, one passed, and my age was only 18!"

Zheng Xun said disdainfully.

"Look at him. His skin is loose, his eyes are godless, and there is no flow of aura. He is completely a war of five dregs. My destiny sect doesn't raise idle people!"

Liang Ping said unhappily, "you can't say that. Uncle Ye has even passed two levels. It's only one step away from entering tianmingzong!"

Zheng Xun laughed and said, "one step away is the natural moat. Everyone knows that the older you are, the weaker the power of martial spirit is. Uncle, I advise you to go and don't be ashamed!"

Ye Xu smiled and said, "since you're here, how can you do without trying!"

Zheng Xun said indifferently, "whatever you want!"

Then he turned and left.

Liang Ping said with a sorry face, "Uncle Ye, you are mind. Elder martial brother Zheng is like this!"

Ye Xu said with a smile, "I don't mind! Can you assess now?"

"Yes!"

Liang Ping nodded and then made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Xu pressed his hand on the Wuhun stone, and then the Wuhun stone gradually lit up.

A star!

Two stars!

Three stars!

Seeing the three stars lit up, ye Xu smiled and took back his soul power.

"Samsung! Qualified..."

Liang Ping looked at Ye Xu with incredible eyes. He never thought that there was a martial soul in Ye Xu's body.

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned.

"I'll go. It can't be true! There's still soul power in this uncle?"

"You are not dazzled. This product is indeed qualified in the soul power test, which shows that there is still a trace of residual soul power in his body!"

"So, I'm curious. What's the martial spirit of this uncle? It's so strong that it hasn't dissipated for more than 40 years!"

In a moment, the voice of ridicule rang, and the faces of the people were not blessings, but deep curiosity and ridicule.

Wu Changfeng waved and shouted, "well, don't guess. I'm afraid he has a little adventure or special physique, which has not dissipated his soul power, but it's only once. His martial soul is dead and it's absolutely impossible to wake up!"

Seeing that the elders of the outer gate spoke, the disciples quieted down one after another and looked at Ye Xu with mocking and mocking eyes.

Three qualified, he has officially become a disciple of Tianming sect.

In other words, ye Xu broke a record of tianmingzong.

At the age of 40, he became a registered disciple of Tianming sect.

Registered disciples are not real disciples.

"Uncle, well done. You are also three qualified. We are the same!"

At the scene, I'm afraid the only person who blessed Ye Xu was Xiao Li. He gave Ye Xu a thumbs up.

Ye Xu nodded with a smile and said, "what a coincidence!"

The speed of the assessment was very fast. In the third round, the poor martial arts were eliminated again, and only more than 250 people were left.

The assessment disciple summarized the assessment results into Wu Changfeng's hands. Wu Changfeng glanced and remembered everyone's assessment results.

"Now I declare the assessment complete!"

As soon as this remark was made, the people who passed the examination cheered for it.

The completion of the examination means that they have officially become one of the disciples of Tianming sect.

The unqualified martial arts practitioners were pale, turned around step by step, reluctantly followed the outside disciples and left the martial arts arena.

After all the eliminated people left, Wu Changfeng continued.

"Don't be happy too early. Although you have become disciples of tianmingzong, tianmingzong doesn't raise idle people and waste!"

"You're just a registered disciple of the outer gate now. You can't really be called an outer gate disciple until you pass the examination for half a year!"

"Now I will grade according to your assessment results. The external disciples are divided into nine levels. Level one is the respect and level nine is the lowest!"

Wu Changfeng finished and nodded to Liang Pingping's disciple.

Then Zheng Xun and Liang Ping began to call the roll with the roster in their hands.

"Zhu San! Level eight!"

"Xiao Fang! Level seven!"

"Xu Shui! Level 6!"

“……”

Wu Changfeng said loudly, "all the disciples who have called their names will find their senior brothers at their respective levels, and then get clothes and distribute daily necessities, and choose a house! Come on..."

Xu Shui could not wait. He walked directly behind Zheng Xun and stood with his head held high.

Zheng Xun is a level 6 Official disciple of the outer gate.

Liang Ping is a level seven disciple.

The famous martial arts and the poor martial arts were called one by one.

But ye Xu and Xiao Li waited for a long time and didn't call their names.

Not only them, but also about twenty or thirty poor martial arts people didn't mention their names.

Seeing the disciples of all levels leave one after another, someone called out.

"Elder Wu, we haven't been assigned yet!"

Wu Changfeng smiled disdainfully and shouted, "where's the pig head!"

"Elder, I'm here..."

With the voice, a fat man came panting, stood in front of Wu Changfeng, nodded and bowed with a smile.

Wu Changfeng waved his hand and said, "go and take these wastes away. Don't make too much noise!"

Pig head looked at the eyes of Ye Xu and others and flashed a fierce light.

"Yes, elder!"