C1243 Hall test
C1243 Hall test
"That's fine too, a mere outer sect Sky Hall trial, there's nothing much to watch, I wish you good luck." The Fire Phoenix that had transformed into a little fire bird stretched its body lazily on Long Bufan's shoulder as it spoke. Then, it brought Little White and left the place.
After that, as everyone gathered in the open area, a white robed deacon from the Sky Hall appeared in front of the crowd, her sharp gaze sweeping across all one hundred and eight new Sky Hall disciples as she said indifferently: "According to our Sky Hall's rules, all new disciples must take the Hall Competition. After the comprehensive evaluation, everyone will get their corresponding cultivation resources, and now follow me to the trial point."
Once he said this, he waved his hand. His body took the lead to fly into the air and head towards the depths of the hall.
"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"
Following the movement of the white robed deacon's body, the hundred plus figures in the open ground rushed out at almost the same time. A powerful aura instantly formed numerous rushing wind breaking sounds that sounded ear-piercing.
In the depths of Sky Hall, there was a large and majestic ancient stone hall. Although the stone hall had been here for a long time, there were still many mottled marks left behind by the passage of time.
This vicissitudes of life, symbolized that the Temple Hall originated from an ancient inheritance, and had an enormous foundation.
Not long later, in front of the stone hall, the deacon led over a hundred new disciples and descended onto the limestone square.
Amongst the crowd, Long Bufan's gaze swept across them. Like the others, he looked at the stone hall in front of him, and his eyes burned with passion.
After Long Bufan's gaze swept across the stone hall a few times, he shifted his gaze downwards and looked at the wide entrance of the hall. Soon after, his gaze focused and he saw an old man dressed in a white robe standing quietly in front of the door with a sandalwood cane in his hand.
On the left and right side of the old man stood a young disciple, a man and a woman. The aura that faintly seeped out was extremely powerful, even surpassing the white robed deacon that had brought them here.
The male disciple had an extraordinary temperament and was in his twenties. His handsome face was filled with confidence and radiance.
The female disciple on the right was quite good-looking, with a pretty face. She was quite young, and looked like Murong Yin. She was tall and slender, and wore a red dress, looking very slim and graceful.
Amongst the three of them, the one who attracted Long Bufan's attention the most was the old man. Long Bufan was surprised to discover that there was not a single trace of spirit energy fluctuations coming from the old man's body.
He saw that the old man in white robe had a rather aged face. The wrinkles left behind by the passage of time covered his face and his wide white robe did not cover his skinny figure.
However, even though the white robed old man looked old and thin, his eyes were like stars, his bright eyes swept across the crowd once, and finally stopped on Long Bufan's body for two breaths of time, before moving away.
However, the two breaths of time that had passed had caused the ancient array of yin and yang in Long Bufan's body to become slightly restless. This was the first time Long Bufan encountered such a phenomenon since he obtained the ancient array of yin and yang.