Tiangen mountain is in front of us. All of us are speeding up and riding towards it.

At the bottom of Tiangen mountain, dozens of peaks directly inserted into the cloud rise from the ground and gather into a valley with clear and green color.

Looking inside, you can see the deep valley, rows of buildings, next to the mountains and lakes, looming in the green woods.

The black maned horse soon crossed a kilometer to the front of the valley.

In front of the valley, there is a square several miles around. The terrain is flat. All kinds of students are constantly around. Some people ride on monsters and beasts, and some fly with swords. Most of them come here on horseback, just like Luofeng and others.

Luo Feng's eyes swept over these people and raised his eyebrows.

These people have different clothes, some of them are wearing black strong robes, some of them are wearing white uniforms, and some of them are blue, blood and purple. The embroidered patterns on their chests are also different, which means they come from different colleges.

"I can't think of so many people."

Luo Feng slowed down his horse and whispered.

Just in front of the valley, there are three or four thousand people, and people and horses are coming all around.

Yue Haitang said with a smile: "of course, it's the assessment of the twelve golden halls, but it's the grand event of the whole canglan Dynasty every year. All the martial artists under the age of 18 in nanliuling who have reached the seventh level of chakra state will come to Tiangen mountain to participate in the assessment. In addition to the students of various colleges, there are also many scattered studies in the Jianghu. The number of people who take part in the examination every year is less than 100000. "

Looking at the flow of people in front of the valley, Mr. emerald sighed:

"I just don't know how many of these 100000 people can pass the examination and how many will lose their lives."

Luo Feng nodded, his eyes slightly dignified.

The examination of the twelve golden halls is very important. It's not that one can pass the examination if one achieves the seven aspects of chakra state.

Most of the 100000 students will be eliminated in the examination. Not only that, every year, there are many casualties in the 12 gold halls.

Two years ago, twelve gold hall was assessed to let students attack a demon stronghold. As a result, nearly half of the mathematicians died in that battle! There were heavy casualties.

However, even so, all young martial artists are still scrambling for the assessment of the twelve golden palace, because this is a chance for carp to leap into the dragon's gate.

Once passing the examination of the twelve gold halls, the warrior's identity will soar to the sky. A disciple of the twelve gold halls does not have to kneel to salute in front of the princes.

Moreover, if you have outstanding qualifications and the opportunity to enter the martial arts holy land, this is the biggest dream of all martial artists.

For this dream, many people are willing to gamble their lives. In front of these people, this is true, including Luo Feng himself.

The black maned horse galloped to the entrance of the valley. Such a large group of people immediately attracted many people's attention.

As Zhu Huo and others entered the square, Luo Feng's ears were filled with various sounds.

"Look, it's Hongfeng who leads Changxin college and Changchun College. Here they are, tut Tut, a lot of people. "

"Did you see that handsome young man? He is the first son of Hongfeng. At the last South six leaders summit, he was in the 11th place, and his strength was unfathomable. "

"Cluck If only I could meet him in the examination. " It's a woman's voice.

Smell speech, around many talented people look to the Begonia, the air is filled with a strange chill.

With the appearance of Begonia, the eyes of most girls nearby are attracted. The young talents around are completely ignored.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Look at the youth around yuehaitang. He is wearing the uniform of Ziyang college led by Liuyun. How can Ziyang college students be in the team of Changxin college?"

"Who knows? I'm afraid it's a disaster."

"Haha, there is a Begonia master in red maple collar, but Liuyun collar is not a master who can get a hand. In this assessment of the twelve golden halls, Liuyun leader will be at the bottom again. "

"It goes without saying. Liu Yunling except three years ago, because Lu Xiaoyun was born in the sky, which year is not the bottom? "

Yue Haitang listened to the comments around him, his teeth biting his lips, and his voice was cold: "Luofeng, these people..."

Luo Feng shook his head, looked straight ahead, and said calmly:

"ignore them. Facts speak louder than eloquence. At the end of the examination of the twelve golden palace, they will naturally close their mouths."

Smell speech, month Begonia vomited a tone, nodded smile: "say also."

In the crowd's voice, a group of people came to the square, and immediately two middle-aged fighters in purple uniforms came up.

"Everyone, Tianyun Valley, please dismount."

Like ghosts, the two middle-aged warriors galloped and stopped abruptly in a stiff tone.

"All off!"

Feng Linshan and Zhu Huo seemed to be very afraid of them. They immediately turned around and ordered the people of Changxin college and Changchun College.

Luo Feng met with other college people and got off the mount when he arrived at the square. Even the elite in the spirit whirling realm of the imperial weapon flight was no exception. It seems that it was not against them, but the rules.

Turn over and dismount, Luo Feng looks at two people in purple.

Feng Linshan and Zhu Huo are both masters of spirit turning environment, and their accomplishments are not low. Facing these two people, they are so respectful. It seems that their identities are not simple.

The two middle-aged martial artists are about 40 years old. They are wearing purple clothes. There are three gold border purple rings on their chest. An invisible pressure emanates from them, like a mountain, which can't be ignored.

"It's a strong breath. I'm afraid it's an expert with five or more levels of spirit rotation."

Luo Feng couldn't see through their accomplishments, but he was able to judge something.

"Luofeng, I'm afraid these two are the elders who are responsible for the selection of disciples in Ziji hall." Begonia next to the introduction.

"Elder of Ziji hall......"

Luo Feng's mind moved, thinking of duanmuya, the elder outside the Tianjian hall.

Duanmuya is only a half step spirit revolving martial artist. It seems that the elders of the outer gate and the real twelve gold hall are not weak at all.

Maybe it's Luofeng who has seen it for a long time. An elder of Ziji hall suddenly squints his eyes. Looking to this side, his eyes are shining slightly.

In an instant, a wave of overwhelming pressure roared to Luofeng.

Luo Feng felt as if there was a big mountain in the air, slightly frowned, and immediately turned the momentum, not affected by the breath of the other side.

At the same time, he noticed that the others around him looked calm, as if they didn't feel anything different.

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng was a little surprised that the other side's means of controlling breath was so clever, far surpassing the black face Xie Xuantong.

After thinking about it, Luo Feng was immediately relieved that Xie Xuantong was the elder of the twelve golden palace.

"Eh!"

On the other side, the elder of Ziji Hall who used his momentum to test Luofeng looked at Luofeng and picked his eyebrows.

Seeing each other's unbridled looking at the two of them, he wanted to teach Luo Feng a lesson, but didn't expect such a result.

"Interesting." The Ziji hall elder narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Everyone, please take out the identity token."

The elder of Ziji hall on the other side said.

"Thank you."

Zhu Huo also converged his usual arrogance at the moment and took out the identity token to give it to the other party. The elder of Ziji temple, he can't offend.

The elder of Ziji hall took the identity token, and the purple light flashed on his palm. He nodded and handed it back to Zhu Huo.

Luo Feng knows what he is doing. The identity token stores the vitality and name of the wearer, so that he can check whether the identity of the wearer is true, so as to avoid being mixed in by the disciples of the demon sect.

The two elders of Ziji hall were quick to investigate. Soon, the elder of Ziji Hall who had just oppressed Luofeng with his momentum came to Luofeng and looked at Luofeng with bright eyes.

Luo Feng looked calm, as if nothing had happened just now. He took out the token and handed it out: "elder, this is my token."

After receiving the token, the leader of Ziji hall saw the name on it, and his face moved. He suddenly nodded and smiled: "so it is."

Without further investigation, the elder directly handed the token to Luo Feng, smiled and said:

"if you pass the examination of the twelve golden palace, you can consider entering the Purple Palace. I'm purple eyebrow scattered. I'll take you as the disciple of closing the door. "

Whoa!

Hearing this, there was a sudden uproar around. All eyes looked at Luo Feng, full of shock and disbelief.

Those who have just talked about Luofeng are even more open mouthed and can't close their mouths for half a day.

"What's the matter? The elder of Ziji hall is willing to take the Liuyun leader as the closing disciple!"

"Is this kid a hidden master? That's why it's so valued? "

"Hum, master fart! What kind of expert will there be in Liuyun collar. Even the four new heroes, I can beat them with one hand! "

"In that case, why didn't the elder of Ziji Temple choose you instead of him?"

"Here..."

Nearby students from all directions, looking at Luo Feng, talked about it in succession, including envy, anger, but more envy.

Every twelve gold hall elder has a very important identity. He can be accepted as a closed disciple by them. It can be said that he is climbing to the sky step by step, which is a dream opportunity for many students.

There are many heads of power in the square. At the moment, they are shocked at the bottom of their hearts, no less than the students around them.

Most of these students don't know who the purple eyebrow scattered people are, but they do.

Zimei Sanren is one of the eight elders in Ziji palace, whose strength is the nine peaks of spiritual circle. It's a strong person who has the hope to step into the real yuan realm. It's a great good thing to be his closed disciple.

Many forces look at Luo Feng enviously. They are envious of this opportunity.

Of all the people present, the only one who is not surprised is the Begonia.

"Thank you, elder. I'll think about it."

Luo Feng nodded and put the token away calmly.

Luo Feng is very happy to be appreciated. However, he didn't think clearly about entering the twelve golden palace, so he didn't want to make a rash decision.

Luo Feng thought so, but others didn't.

But this is true arrogance, when it comes to the ears of others.

Hall twelve gold hall purple pole hall elder, want to accept you as a closed disciple, do not nod immediately agree, even said to consider! How arrogant it is!

Nearby, many people's eyes are red. I wish I could replace Luo Feng.

Zimei Sanren also didn't expect that Luo summit would answer like this. After a moment's hesitation, Zimei said with a smile, "OK, I have a personality. I'll wait for your reply."