Three days later.

As the sun rises, the assessment of disciples of the Seven Saints Palace once a thousand-year-old sects officially begins today, and the assessment method is the martial arts meeting.

The square was already crowded, and almost all the monks from the entire Seven Saint Palace came, with 82,000 disciples of the sect participating in this martial arts competition!

The final top one-third of the disciples can receive rewards, and the higher the ranking, the more rewards they receive.

Near the center of the square, there are a row of seats, with hundreds of exquisite and gorgeous white jade benches, which are dedicated seats for sect elders and senior executives.

Every time the Sect disciples of the Seven Saint Palace are assessed, all elders must be present!

Often, the top 100 monks who were finally decided will be personally accepted by the elders of the sect as disciples. The Seven Holy Palace is the most important thing to inherit, and all elders of the sect must accept disciples.

The assessment meeting of disciples of the Seven Saint Palace in previous years was basically the only way for the elders to select disciple successors, so the elders naturally didn't want to miss it.

The scene was very lively, and the armed struggle had not officially begun. A large number of disciples from sects gathered together in groups and were talking.

"Senior Brother Liu, have you heard that? The cultivator who ranked first in the sect’s military battle this time can receive the reward given by the ancestor Tianying himself."

"Tsk tsk, the big man like the ancestor who is not leaking can even be concerned about the assessment of disciples of the sect on a whim? It's really strange."

"What's so strange about this? The ancestor had accepted a monk from the early stage of human immortals as his disciple. This is strange."

"I have heard of this for a long time. I can be accepted as an apprentice by the ancestor. I am so envious. I don't know if that cultivator will participate in this sect assessment?"

"Just kidding, they are the elders of the sects chosen by the ancestor. How can they compete with us ordinary disciples?"

"Hey, although the Ancestor Tianying represents the symbol of the power of our Seven Holy Palace in Meishan, it is indeed a bit unfair to other elite disciples to arrange a monk with only the early stage of the Human Immortal to serve as the elder."

"Yes, what qualifications are there for a mere monk in the early stage of the Human Immortal to be an elder of the Seven Holy Palace!"

"Shh, whisper, and openly discussing the wrongs of Elder Shen Lang. Are you not afraid of provoking others?"

Several monks gathered together and quietly discussed the mysterious Elder Shen Lang recently.

Shen Lang’s daimyo has spread in the Seven Holy Palace, and almost everyone will discuss the origin of the new elder and some recent rumors.

At this moment, Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er were already mingling among the crowd. Shen Lang's ears could hear such conversations.

The identity of the ancestor Tianying is too far from his own. The disciples of the Seven Saints Palace really look down on him, the new elder.

Only then did Shen Lang realize that the reason why the ancestor Tianying wanted to get the first place in the sect assessment was probably that he wanted to establish his prestige in the sect.

In order to avoid being eye-catching, Shen Lang deliberately wore a mask that could isolate spiritual exploration. Before he truly showed his strength, he did not like to be too eye-catching.

Xia Shan'er immediately found Ning Xiaoyao in the crowd, forced her to come over, and sent a message to chat.

Ning Xiaoyao originally wanted to keep a distance from Shen Lang, but he couldn't resist Xia Shan'er, so he had to follow Shen Lang with Xia Shan'er.

Seeing that Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao were amazing, many male monks came forward to chat with each other, but were all reprimanded by Ning Xiaoyao.

At this moment, a burly demon cultivator wearing golden armor, shoulders and cloaks, and head horns flew from the distance to Jin Zhanyuan, the head of the Seven Saints Palace Law Enforcement Hall!

Behind Kim Zhan-won is a young demon cultivator with the same burly physique, his son Kim Hong.

"Have you met Master Jin!"

The disciples and disciples around the square were in a state of turmoil and saluted Jin Zhanyuan one after another.

There are five hall masters in the Seven Saints Palace, second only to the palace master Yuan Tianzong. The disciples of the sect must bow to the hall master when they see it.

"No need to be polite!"

Jin Zhanyuan waved his cloak and said in a muffled voice: "Today, except for the palace master and the ancestor, there is no need to salute other lords and elders. All the disciples of the sects can wait patiently for the fight to begin."

"yes!"

All the disciples responded one after another.

Among the five hall masters, Jin Zhanyuan is of a very high prestige and is highly respected by his disciples.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said that Jin Zhanyuan was his benefactor. He wanted to go up and say hello, but considering that it was inappropriate, he would just forget it.

What surprised Shen Lang was that after not seeing each other for more than 80 years, Jin Hong actually broke through the mid-stage human immortal cultivation, which shows that this guy worked very hard to practice.

Jin Zhanyuan sat in the seat of the elders in front of the square. After greeting several elders, he explained a few words to his son Jin Hong.

"Hmph, I know that you are fierce and aggressive, but you are a descendant of the Seven Saints after all, so you need to have a spirit and ambition. In this fight, do you understand that you should not take the lives of fellow monks? " Jin Zhanyuan glared at Jin Hong and ordered.

"Boy understand."

Jin Hong responded with his fist, and then couldn't help asking: "Father, did you say before that Shen Lang would really participate in this sect disciple assessment?"

"Boy Shen Lang will participate. If you really meet him as your opponent, it will be your luck. Just do your best." Jin Zhanyuan said coldly.

"Yes, the child should do his best!"

Jin Hong hugged his fists heavily, and a strong sense of fighting flashed in his eyes.

Since losing to Shen Lang in the Wanbeast Forest last time, Jin Hong felt great frustration. He returned to the Seven Saints Palace and practiced in seclusion. Finally, he broke through himself more than ten years ago and was promoted to the middle stage of the Immortal!

After breaking through the middle stage of the Human Immortality, Jin Hong was full of confidence and was eager to fight with Shen Lang again in his dreams.

But half a month ago, he suddenly learned that Shen Lang had entered the Seven Saints Palace and was accepted as his disciple by the Ancestor Tianying, and his cultivation level reached the level of human immortality. Jin Hong was greatly shocked.

I thought I could beat that boy Shen Lang, but unexpectedly the boy caught up.

Jin Hong didn't have a trace of timidity in his heart. Even though he knew that Shen Lang's combat power was different now, he still wanted to fight Shen Lang!

Soon, Yang He, the head of the Zhengtang Hall, also flew to the square with Yang Wei, which caused another commotion.

Every time there is an important sect disciple assessment, the older descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan will bring their children to take turns to show up. This is also the rule of the conference.

Because the position of the Seven Saints Palace Master in previous Seven Saints Palace was basically dominated by the descendants of the Seven Saints. From the strength of the Seven Saints descendants, you can vaguely see the strength of the Seven Saints Palace sects in the future.

Since being beaten by Shen Lang last time, Yang Wei was so decadent that he didn't dare to let Ziquetai go to show off and sneaked into the crowd in a low-key manner.

Yang Wei's appearance did not cause much sensation. Among the descendants of the Seven Saints, Yang Wei was almost the worst one. He was arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and the disciples of the Seven Saints Palace did not have much favor to him.
Chapter completed!