There is no problem with the holy land of the immortals, the problem is how to choose?

Can I be selected?

In almost every holy land of immortals, the more powerful it is, the stricter the examination for accepting disciples it sets.

Therefore, if your own conditions are not good enough and you cannot pass the test, you are not qualified to pass at all.

Even to be a menial disciple, one now needs extremely high talent.

"As of now, the most powerful one should be the Butian Sect, right?"

A young man said with a serious expression that he had the same idea and wanted to go to the Butian Sect to take the test.

After hearing what he said, everyone quickly followed suit and said, "That's right, the Butian Sect is currently enjoying great fortune and should be able to escape this catastrophe."

"Moreover... this year's Cloud Summit Summit was won by the Butian Cult, so its strength is naturally unquestionable..."

"Not only that, do you remember that the Butian Sect had an extremely powerful person, known as the White-robed Sword Immortal, Master Ye Qiuye?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present became excited.

Everyone in the entire Eastern Wilderness has heard of Ye Qiu's name.

Not only does he have superb swordsmanship and is known as the Sword Immortal, his strength is also far beyond the reach of the older generation.

It was Gu Jianchang from the Supreme Hall. He lost to him in two consecutive duels at Yunding Mountain.

He was almost killed by a single sword strike.

"I heard that Master Ye returned to Zixia Peak and went into seclusion after the last Cloud Summit."

"Hasn't he already broken through to the King-sealing Realm?"

As soon as this news was released, everyone present was stunned.

"No way? He is so young, but he has already reached the realm of a king-level giant?"

Some people questioned it, while others agreed, saying, "It's not impossible. Master Ye has innate luck and is truly the chosen one...

He is also gifted and has reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Realm at a young age. It is only a matter of time before he can break through to the King Realm."

Many people agreed with this statement and nodded.

"If this is true, then the Butian Sect, with a great king in charge, can be said to be the most powerful holy land in the Eastern Wasteland..."

"If even the Bu Tian Sect can't survive this catastrophe, then the other holy places probably won't have a chance..."

At this point, everyone's eyes seemed to brighten.

If they remember correctly, a few months ago, the Butian Sect announced that it would hold a ceremony to recruit disciples next month, right?

Thinking of this, the atmosphere at the scene gradually quieted down and everyone began to think about how to go forward.

There are many choices before them, and the one with the greatest chance of survival is the Butian Sect.

However, no matter how many choices there are, whether you can pass the assessment is also a question.

The more powerful the holy land, the stricter the assessment, so... you must choose the right one.

It is no problem to enter the Butian Sect, provided that you can pass the assessment. Even if you are a menial disciple, it is better than other holy places.

Almost all the cities, restaurants and inns in Liyang were discussing this matter.

The Butian Sect is undoubtedly the best choice, but also the most difficult one.

At this time, the Xiao family of Guangling.

After hearing the news that his tribesmen had just brought back, Xiao Zhan fell into deep thought...

"Hmm...what do you think?"

Looking at Wang Hai standing aside, Xiao Zhan asked.

This matter concerns the life and death of the Xiao family. In the past few days, many families have frequently come to him, hoping to use him as a springboard to directly contact Zixia Peak and see if they can send their descendants to the mountain.

But Xiao Zhan sent most of them away, because he could hardly protect himself now, so how could he take care of them.

He didn't know how to save the lives of thousands of people in this clan.

Hearing Xiao Zhan's question, Wang Hai's face became serious and he said, "Patriarch, this turmoil came too hastily."

"Guangling is located in the borderland, separated from the uninhabited area by only a hundred miles of wasteland. Once unrest breaks out, it will definitely fall."

"It seems that we can't stay in Guangling anymore. We have to find a way to contact Zixia Peak and send our descendants to the mountain temporarily. After the catastrophe is over, we can come back and rebuild our home..."

After listening to Wang Hai's analysis, Xiao Zhan also nodded.

"Well... you are right. I thought so before. Yesterday I asked Yi'er to take some of the tribe's masters up the mountain."

"Yier has a good relationship with Miss Lin, the new head of Zixia Peak. She should be easier to talk to..."

Outside the door, Old Xu hurried in and said, "Patriarch, I have already found out everything. It is indeed as you guessed. The major families in Guangling have already found their own ways to go."

"Among them, the Lin family went to the Tianchi Holy Land, and the Li family went to the Supreme Palace. They have prepared their ceremonies and are ready to set off at any time..."

After listening to Mr. Xu's report, Xiao Zhan pounded the chair weakly and sighed again.

"Why……"

In Guangling City, almost everyone thought that these families that once had prominent positions in Guangling would stand together with them when the disaster broke out.

But no one expected that before the disaster came, they had already packed up their things and were ready to run away at any time.

Xiao Zhan felt so aggrieved. He didn't want to leave at first, but he received news that these families were already preparing to run away.

After they evacuated, the Xiao family was the only one left. How could they possibly resist?

There was no other way. For the survival of this clan, Xiao Zhan could only seek support and abandon the people of this city.

Even though he was unwilling, he had to give up now.

"Chief, we have to hurry up. Once unrest breaks out, it will be difficult to leave."

Wang Hai reminded from the side.

Xiao Zhan waved his hand and replied, "Okay, I understand. Now we're just waiting for news from Yi'er. Let's have some of the tribesmen pack up first, so that we don't get caught up in a rush and can't pack up everything..."

At this time, in Yuqing Palace.

"Bloody skull?"

In the Yuqing Palace, Meng Tianzheng was holding a piece of paper in his hand. It was the news that had just been brought back by the elder he had sent out some time ago.

It details what happened in the no-man's land during this period.

Hearing that this bloody skull had the strength of at least the King Level, Meng Tianzheng suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

Looking towards the direction of Zixia Peak, he prayed in his heart, hoping that the youngest senior uncle of the Butian Sect could successfully break the mirror.

Otherwise, the Butian Sect would not be able to survive this catastrophe.

"Brother, the disciple-recruiting ceremony has not yet begun, but Qinchuan is already crowded with people."

"Most of them came here to take the test, and some came to the mountains to seek refuge in order to attach themselves to our Bu Tian Sect."

"Should we start the disciple-recruiting ceremony ahead of time, open the mountain gate, and let them in?"

Qi Wuhui hurried in from outside the door and said as soon as he opened his mouth that he had been very busy these days and didn't even have time to practice.

Because Meng Tianzheng needs help, as the law enforcement elder and the second in command of the Butian Sect, he certainly cannot be lazy.

Meng Tianzheng pondered for a while, raised his hand, and said: "No, the disciple-recruiting ceremony will be held as scheduled, no need to advance it."

“The breeze…”

After shouting outside, Liu Qingfeng hurried in, only to hear Meng Tianzheng say, "Go, inform the uncles from each sect that the disciple-recruiting ceremony will be held as scheduled in one month."

"Disciple obeys the order."

Liu Qingfeng bowed respectfully and left the Yuqing Palace.

After giving the order, Meng Tianzheng said to Qi Wuhui: “Junior brother, I’ll leave the entrance examination to you.”

"clear."

Qi Wuhui responded and also left the Yuqing Palace. After he left, Meng Tianzheng came to the sky above Zixia Peak alone.

Looking at the mountain protection formation under my feet and the purple light emanating from the back mountain, I felt a sense of melancholy.

He murmured, "Junior brother, this time, whether our Butian Sect can withstand this disaster depends on you..."

Having said that, he turned and left.

At the same time, a loud noise suddenly came from the back mountain.

I saw the mountain trembling, and a white figure walked out of the tightly closed cave.

It was none other than Lin Qingzhu, who had been in seclusion some time ago to break through to the fifth level of Shenzang.

Sensing her breath breaking through the barrier, Zhao Wan'er and Xiao Linglong flew over quickly.

"Senior Sister, have you broken through the fifth realm?"

Looking at Lin Qingzhu, who had an extraordinary temperament in front of her, Zhao Wan'er asked in surprise.

She could feel that Lin Qingzhu's aura at this moment was extremely powerful, several times stronger than before.

Lin Qingzhu raised his hand slightly, feeling the tremendous power in his body, and was delighted in his heart.

"Well, I was lucky to break through, but unfortunately... after months of seclusion, I can only barely reach the second level of Shenzang."

Although he did not reach the fifth level of perfection, Lin Qingzhu was already very satisfied.

With the strength of the second-grade Shenzang, the following things will be much easier.

She can also use the killer weapon left by her master.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. Has anything major happened during the few days I was in seclusion?"

After recovering from his shock, Lin Qingzhu asked hurriedly.

She was afraid that Zixia Peak would be attacked during her retreat, so she was so eager to come out.

Otherwise, if she retreated for a while longer, she might be able to reach the third level of Shenzang in one fell swoop.

Because of her last trip to the top of Genting, she had gained a lot of luck and her insights were quite deep.

Even though he was deprived of half of his luck due to failure in the end, it was enough.

Hearing her question, Zhao Wan'er quickly said, "This is too big, Senior Sister, this is not the place to talk, let's go back first."

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhu frowned, having a bad feeling.

The three of them quickly returned to the Qianqing Palace. Without waiting for Lin Qingzhu to ask, Zhao Wan'er told her about the sensational events that had been circulating in the Eastern Wilderness during this period of time.

After hearing these things, Lin Qingzhu also became nervous and suddenly felt powerless. He thought that Shenzang was enough.

Who would have thought that a bloody skull would suddenly appear, with the strength to become a king?

What kind of horrible existence is this?

"It seems that the great purge predicted by our master is really coming..."

Lin Qingzhu said with a serious expression, and couldn't help but think of that night when Ye Qiu specifically called her to his side and told her the instructions.

I am also very worried. If things continue to develop like this, it is hard to imagine what the future will be like...