C6 Admission assessment

With that said, the old man raised his right hand. His hand released a gentle white light and then pressed onto Han Yan's head.

A moment later, Han Yan's body also emitted a faint white light, the meridians in his body connected together at an unimaginable speed, until they were completely restored.

After finishing all this, the elder's face paled slightly as he said in a low voice, "I've done what I needed to do. From now on, it will depend on your good fortune."

He seemed to be speaking to Han Yan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

As such, three days passed before Han Yan woke up. Just as he woke up, another young man in white clothes walked in and asked: "Are you awake?"

Han Yan looked at the young man in white, then looked at the room and asked: "Where are we?"

The white clothed youth laughed and said: "You are lucky. Martial Uncle saw that you are very firm in your determination and made an exception for us to bring you to participate."

Han Yan was startled, and asked: "Why is there another assessment?"

The white-clothed youth smiled and said, "You'll know once we get there."

Han Yan said gratefully, "Thank you, uncle."

It was as if this was the first time the youth had heard someone call him that. He laughed bitterly and asked, "Am I that old?"

The other side was not much over 20 years old, so calling him uncle was not too much of an exaggeration. Han Yan did not know what to call him, and awkwardly laughed.

The white clothed youth said: "Just call me by my name, I am Wang Feng."

Wang Feng brought Han Yan into the courtyard where several tens of children were. When they saw Han Yan, they were all stunned.

Zhang Yuan didn't even spare a glance at Han Yan, and indifferently said: "I'll bring you all to the sect right now. Whether or not you can become official disciples, I still need to perform well next."

After saying that, he waved his long sleeves and brought tens of disciples into the air. Then, he said to Han Yan and Wang Feng who were on the ground, "Junior Brother Wang, I'll take them away first.

Wang Feng shook his head and laughed bitterly. He grabbed Han Yan and said: "Let's go."

Han Yan felt a strong grip on his body, and his body left the ground, followed by the sound of wind. He subconsciously opened his eyes, and a fierce wind blew over. His eyes were in extreme pain, but he endured the pain and looked around. He saw that Wang Feng was standing on a sword, and he was holding onto himself as he flew quickly in the air. Looking at the ground, the house had already become the size of a palm and was constantly falling back.

"If you don't want your eyes to go blind, then close them." Wang Feng looked at Han Yan, and reminded him.

After Han Yan heard this, he obediently closed his eyes and felt the feeling of being in high school.

After an unknown period of time, his body suddenly dropped down and then landed on the ground. Han Yan opened his eyes and looked around him. He was halfway up the mountain, and below his feet was an enormous plaza. There were thousands of children standing in the plaza. When he looked outside the plaza again, he could see clouds and mist swirling around it. He could vaguely make out a mountain peak that seemed to be faintly discernible. It really felt like a holy land belonging to immortals.

Han Yan was the same as the other children, but after coming to this place, they had all become addicted to it. This kind of situation had only occurred in the mouth of the storyteller, and now that he had seen it, everyone was extremely excited. They were all excited, thinking that they could cultivate, obtain a strong Immortal Art, and live forever in this place.

"There will be an assessment later." Although Han Yan was happy, he did not feel excited at all. The old man's words echoed in his mind, even if he did come, he might not be able to become an immortal.

Suddenly, a flowing light flashed in front of the plaza and ten white clothed youths appeared one after another. Among them were Zhang Yuan and Wang Feng.

Zhang Yuan took a look at the plaza, and said with a heavy voice, "Those with three star spiritual root will go to the left, those below three star will go to the right."

There were thousands of children in two groups, only a hundred on the left and the rest on the right.

Han Yan stood on the right side and looked at Zhang Yuan the same way those children did.

After Zhang Yuan said something to the few fellow disciples beside him, he turned to the hundred over children on his left and said: "Wait, all of you senior brothers will bring you guys to the Inner Academy to become official disciples." Just as he finished speaking, five white-clothed youths flew towards the more than one hundred children. Each of them brought more than twenty people with them as they flew into the sky.

After the more than one hundred children had left, Zhang Yuan looked at the remaining children, and said: "You should all be clear in your hearts that your talents are inferior to others, they can directly become disciples, and you all still have another test. If you all pass the examination, you can enter the Tianming Sect, and become outer disciples."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuan then said: "This test, is to pick herbs, Spirit Gathering Grass, one stalk is enough, after picking it, come back to the plaza."

With that, Zhang Yuan waved his hand, and the image of a green long-leaf plant appeared in mid air. There were small sawteeth at the sides of the leaf, and there was a huge red lump at the root.

"Will this mission be dangerous?" a man in the crowd asked loudly.

Zhang Yuan swept a glance over there, and spoke: "Cultivation is the path of life and death, the path of life and death, there is no need to talk about life and death, those who fear death, you can leave now! "There might be a variety of beasts around, and there is also an evil spirit grass that looks very similar to Spirit Gathering Grass. If you are mistaken, you might be poisoned or even die in the mountains."

The crowd immediately became noisy. Some people were indeed a little scared, but no one left just yet.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Yuan then continued to talk, "There is another important matter, there is a place called the Yin Corpse Jedi, this is the forbidden grounds of the Tianming Sect, after entering, one will definitely die, and like this, everyone can complete missions, with a limit of three days, at this time, three days later, if you return, enter the sect, and are unable to return, you can only wish for good fortune."

Saying that, Zhang Yuan waved his hand again, and a gigantic map appeared in mid air. The location of the Yin Corpse Jedi was marked out with red.

It was only when everyone had memorized the map that the map disappeared. The group of youngsters then ran off in different directions down the mountain. Soon, they all disappeared into the forest.

This place was incomparably vast. At the start, Han Yan could still see figures not too far away flashing past occasionally, but an hour later, his surroundings became completely silent. All of the sounds seemed to have dissipated in the midst of these heavy leaves.

As Han Yan walked onto the mountain road, he couldn't help but feel a little afraid. Looking at the rugged and steep mountain road in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said: "I don't believe that I will be poisoned to death."

After walking not too far, Han Yan saw a Spirit Gathering Grass. After he finished digging, he wanted to take it with his hands, but he felt that something was wrong. This place wasn't too far from the sect, if there was Spirit Gathering Grass, it would have been dug up long ago.

With a glance, Han Yan saw that there was a caterpillar on a leaf. He quickly grabbed it and threw it at the Spirit Gathering Grass.

The caterpillar landed on the grass, and its green body slowly turned black. Then, it stopped moving.

Han Yan inhaled a breath of cold air. This was simply too poisonous, if he touched it, wouldn't he be as dead as a caterpillar?