The boy who was emotionally broken was quickly sent away, and the test is still going on in an orderly manner.
During this period, the white-haired old man who was in charge of sending people sent another young monk, and he was behind Ming Yan. It was the young man who was so surprised that Ming Yan's two steps turned into one step, he was so angry. He was lined up behind Ming Yan with black lines on his face.
As one monk after another pressed their hands on the Wind Spirit Stone, the results appeared quickly. There were dozens of people in front of Mingyan, five of whom were eliminated, half of them were on the fifth floor, and the rest Half of them are on the sixth floor, and there has never been a seventh floor...
The dozen or so elders waiting in the air showed disappointment, obviously they were not satisfied with the quality of this batch of newly recruited disciples.
Those young monks on the fifth and sixth floors will not be favored by the elders, but will directly become ordinary disciples of the Fengling Academy and practice together with the rest of the disciples.
After about an hour, finally it was Ming Yan's turn.
"Taixi, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, is probably going to set a new record for the lowest number of layers today." The disciple surnamed Zhang who was not optimistic about Ming Yan before that saw it was Ming Yan's turn, and snorted coldly.
The young man behind Ming Yan who had seen Ming Yan's exaggeration rolled his eyes when he heard the words. This group of people dropped their teeth in shock.
The lowest number of layers is the third layer detected before. If one can pass the first test, the talent is basically not too bad. It is rare for the second test to only have two layers.
But Ming Yan's situation is indeed quite special. He is the oldest among this group of new disciples, and there is no one close to his age. Those who are close to his age are all brushed off on the first floor... The remaining ones are basically not older than 13 years old, even a few, such as the boy who was scrambled by the elders before, looked no more than seven or eight years old.
"Since he can pass the first floor, he must have three floors anyway, I don't think the record can be broken." Another disciple next to the disciple surnamed Zhang shook his head and said: "Besides, maybe we all misjudged it? Doesn’t this happen every year? The disciples we look down on, turned out to be very good in the actual test..."
"Then I'm not at a loss. Anyway, I've wanted to confess my love to Senior Brother Le for a long time." The disciple surnamed Zhang snorted softly.
"..." Another disciple silently distanced himself from the disciple surnamed Zhang.
Ming Yan was unmoved, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Wind Spirit Stone.
The dozen or so elders above were a little disappointed to see Ming Yan at such an age and cultivation level. One of the elders sighed and said, "What happened this year? Why are they all seedlings with such poor qualifications? I heard that the moon shadow next door The newly recruited disciples over there are very talented, there are many on the seventh floor, and there are a few on the eighth floor...Although there is no tenth floor like the saint, it is still very good..."
"Yeah, if things go on like this...how can we win over Moon Shadow..."
"Be careful!" Another elder glanced at him and reminded: "Besides, what's the rush? I think this person is very special. I just heard from the person at the front door that there was a person who walked on the ground in the first test. This is the person, perhaps his talent is beyond your imagination."
"...Ahem...Really?"
"Look and you'll know."
The feeling of the wind stone is very special, like... when you move at a very fast speed, you open your hand, and the wind blows on your palm...
A disciple next to him reminded: "Run the aura in your body at the fastest speed, the wind spirit stone can feel it, let's start."
Ming Yan nodded, closed his eyes, and started to use his spiritual energy.
The spiritual veins in Ming Yan's body are natural, this is the special feature of his physique, other people's spiritual veins need to be made by himself, but he already has them, and the spiritual veins are wider, the spiritual energy moves very fast in the body, and the wind spirit stone There was a reaction soon, trembling slightly.
The first layer of Feng Lingshi lit up quickly, and then the second layer also lit up, the third layer, the fourth layer, the fifth layer, the sixth layer...
Before others could be surprised, the light reached the eighth floor in an instant, and without any sign of stopping, it rushed all the way to the tenth floor.
The Feng Lingshi bloomed with brilliant light and enveloped Ming Yan, the light went straight to the sky!Light up the sky.
"Tenth floor?!" The elder who was disappointed just now widened his eyes, "It's actually the tenth floor?!"
"Okay, okay! How long has it been since the Wind Spirit Academy went out of the tenth floor!" The bald elder was also very excited, "This disciple must be taught by me personally."
"Come on, don't be killed by you." Lin Zhongdao glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Let Wang Daoming personally teach you."
"..." Hearing this name, the bald elder didn't argue with Lin Zhongdao, but remained silent for a moment before saying, "The dean should be paying attention to this matter, and he will probably be here soon."
The young cultivator behind Ming Yan had dead fish eyes, and he knew that this person was not simple, Chao, he was not a normal person, this is all right, no one will remember him even if he is on the eighth or ninth floor later. ...unlucky....
The disciple surnamed Zhang was also very surprised when he saw this, "I didn't expect it to be the tenth floor... Huh, but it's okay, I have a reason to go to Senior Brother Le to confess my love."
"..." The disciple in the distance beside him was also extremely surprised at first, but after hearing what the disciple surnamed Zhang said, he was speechless, "Senior brother Zhang, do you understand what the tenth floor means? He is much better than Senior Brother Le, at the level of a saint..."
"This kind of test can't represent everything. What's more, even if he is really better than Brother Le?" The disciple surnamed Zhang shook his head. Although he was also very surprised, it didn't affect anything.
"How many tenth floors have been produced in history? Which one is trash?" Another disciple said, "I'm afraid the dean will come over to accept disciples himself... If you train well, maybe the Fengling Academy will be a good student for hundreds of years. The undecided Son of Wind Spirit..."
"The Holy Son of Fengling can only be Senior Brother Le. Although Senior Brother Le is only on the eighth floor, the saintess has praised Senior Brother Le's talent." The disciple surnamed Zhang gave him a cold look and reminded: "He is only in the stream realm. Senior brother is already at the elementary level of Qi Sea Realm, only a little behind the saintess, if you want to catch up with Senior Brother Le, you don’t know how long you will have to wait.”
"But Senior Brother Le is not too young...he is already 24 and five years old...the saintess..."
"Do you think this person can reach Qi Sea Realm within two years?" The disciple surnamed Zhang snorted coldly.
Ming Yan opened his eyes, looking at the rays of light that shot straight into the sky, he was also a little surprised. Originally, he thought that the eighth floor would be enough for him, but he didn't expect that he had reached the tenth floor.
He looked at the elders in the sky, and immediately wondered why those elders could still sit still when he was on the tenth floor?Won't you come to recruit yourself as a disciple?
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He put down his hand in silence, looked around with some doubts, but didn't find anything unusual, strange...what's the situation?Isn't the tenth floor the best level?
"You passed the test, please wait aside." The disciple who was also surprised at the side came forward and looked at Ming Yan with a smile on his face, "Elder Lin has informed me just now that the dean intends to You accept him as a beginner disciple, someone will welcome you later, wait for a while and get better."
It was only then that Ming Yan realized that it wasn't that the elders were not moved, but that the dean above the elders had taken a fancy to him. He nodded, walked aside and waited quietly.
Now, Ming Yan became the focus of everyone, and most people cast their eyes on Ming Yan. What is the concept of the tenth floor?
After the tenth floor of the previous dynasties grew up, they were basically the holy sons and saints of the two houses, and they will become the deans of the two houses in the future, that is, the holy masters of the two houses. However, the Fengling Academy has not been out of the tenth floor for a long time. Even now When Wang Daoming, the dean of the school, first started, it was only on the ninth floor.
Although the results of Fenglingyuan's Fengling Stone and Yueying Theater's Moon Shadow Stone cannot fully represent a person's comprehensive talent for cultivating immortals, generally speaking, a genius must have a good physique and does not need to rely on other talents to make up for it. Talent raises its upper limit.
That is to say, the Fengling Academy may end the embarrassing situation of not having the Holy Son in power for a long time...
Those elders looked at Ming Yan with extremely fiery eyes, and the rest of the disciples watching the fun were also envious. Such a good talent means that he will get a lot of cultivation resources to train him... Who wouldn't want to be accepted as an introductory disciple by the dean?If the dean personally teaches, wouldn't that make a huge difference?
Not long after, a figure appeared silently behind the dozen or so elders.
"Dean!"
Some disciples noticed his appearance and immediately knelt down on one knee and clasped their fists to salute. After hearing this, the rest of the disciples also knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison: "Principal!"
Ming Yan raised his head and looked at the man called the dean. He looked quite young, dressed in green, of ambiguous age, and handsome. He smiled and waved, "Excuse me."
After finishing speaking, he appeared in front of Ming Yan in an instant, with a gentle smile, "You are the tenth-floor disciple, right? My name is Wang Daoming, and I am the dean of this Fengling Academy. Would you like to worship me?" Under the door?"
"The dean is here... It seems that the dean really values the new disciples on the tenth floor." A disciple said in surprise.
"The tenth floor... The saint is only on the tenth floor... Finally, we at Fengling Academy can breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise we will always be accused of being inferior to women... It's just that his cultivation base is a little lower, but I believe that if you give him time, It should also grow."
The feeling Wang Daoming gave Ming Yan was quite similar to Xia Yanming, both of them seemed to be the kind of gentle-tempered person, Ming Yan had a pretty good first impression of him, he clasped his hands together, "Disciple..."
At this moment, just as Ming Yan opened his mouth, another blurry figure appeared in the field. Wang Daoming frowned slightly when she came, and interrupted Ming Yan's words with a wave of his hand, signaling Ming Yan to stop talking. He was very surprised, but The dozen or so elders in the air quickly landed and knelt down on one knee, "Holy Master!"
Seeing this, the other disciples who had just got up had no choice but to kneel down again, "Holy Master!"
Wang Daoming also clasped his fists together, "Holy Master... why is the Holy Master coming in person?"
Lord?Ming Yan looked at the blurred figure, and immediately realized that it was the Moon Shadow Lord whom he had seen several times but had never seen his true face. How did she come here?
The Holy Master Moon Shadow did not speak, and a letter in his hand flew into Wang Daoming's hands, his voice was cold, "The Holy Master of the Huang family, Huang Junru, entrusted me to take care of this son. I intend to accept this son as a closed-door disciple. The Wind Spirit Sutra, although I have not studied the Wind Spirit Sutra, but I have studied it thoroughly, teaching him is not a problem."
"What's the meaning of this?" Wang Daoming found that the envelope hadn't been opened, his brows were furrowed, "The Holy Master is the director of Moon Theater, how can he recruit male disciples? There is no such precedent."
"I am a precedent today." The Lord Moon Shadow calmly said: "I have made up my mind, or do you think my teaching level is not as good as yours?"
Wang Daoming lowered his head, "Of course I didn't think so...but the matter of branching out was decided by the patriarch, and the matter of recruiting male disciples, I ask the Holy Master to think carefully about it."
Ming Yan was silent at the side, what's going on, he thought it was good enough to worship the dean, why does the Moon Shadow Lord seem to intend to accept himself as a disciple?
Although she is excellent, her disciple, the Yue Qingying whom she met before, is also excellent, right?Why did the Moon Shadow Lord make an exception and accept himself as a disciple?
Lord Moon Shadow said: "I said it, I have made up my mind, so I don't need to think about it."
"...Let him decide for himself? Holy Master." Wang Daoming was silent for a moment before he said.
"Ming Yan, how do you decide?" Holy Master Moon Shadow looked at Ming Yan, his tone was a little cold, Ming Yan thought for a while, and he also had some thoughts in his heart.
After receiving Huang Junru's letter, the Moon Shadow Holy Master did not directly let herself start. This is different from what the Huang family said at the beginning. She must have wanted to see her talent, but now she has proved that she is really good, so she jumped out and took the letter. Stealing people... Such an action made Ming Yan hesitate a little.
It can't be said that the Holy Master Moon Shadow did something wrong, at least it made his impression of him a little bit down.
But he is not familiar with Wang Daoming. Relatively speaking, the relationship between the Moon Shadow Lord and the Huang family is pretty good... Ming Yan is now on good terms with the Huang family. Thinking from this aspect, it is definitely better to follow the Moon Shadow Lord, but As the dean of the Moon Theater, the Holy Master Moon Shadow should not have recruited male students. If he were to worship under her, it would be too special...Will this attract the attention of others...?
Well, this is also good, it can make Ning Feixuan notice her, after Ming Yan thought about it, he has already made a decision.
Facing the Holy Master Moon Shadow, he knelt down on one knee, "The disciple is willing to worship the Holy Master..."
Wang Daoming's face darkened slightly, and he returned the envelope to Holy Master Moon Shadow, looked at Ming Yan, snorted, turned and left.
Ming Yan was silent for a while, knowing that he might have offended Wang Daoming, but worshiping under Wang Daoming's sect was probably the same, and would cause the dissatisfaction of the Moon Shadow Lord. When Wang Daoming left the decision to Ming Yan, he had already It was bound to happen.
In contrast, the identity and strength of the Moon Shadow Lord surpassed Wang Daoming, and becoming her disciple was better than Wang Daoming after all...
"Very good. From now on, you will be my disciple of Yue Wuxia. From now on, you will call me Master." Holy Master Moon Shadow whose real name is Yue Wuxia, she nodded slightly, raised her hand, and Let Ming Yan fly into the air, and then she lightly tapped her feet, and left this place with Ming Yan.
Only then did the rest of the disciples raise their heads and look at each other, not knowing what was going on...
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