The sun rises eastward, and the red sun jumps out from the peaks, spreading the warm and gentle light on the earth. A beautiful day begins.

Under the gentle sunshine, the clouds on the National Church Mountain were dispersed, and the clear air visible to the naked eye slowly rippled, making countless people living nearby feel comfortable and peaceful, making the monks nearby clear minds clear, and the speed of practicing has increased a lot.

"Clang, Clang, Clang..."

Amid the clear bells, the disciples of the National Church wearing white disciples' robes walked out of their respective places of residence, gathered towards a platform on the mountainside through the stone path hidden under the dense green forest.

In the distance, it looks like white clouds floating in the forest.

The platform stage on the mountainside is a radius of hundreds of feet. Near the mountain wall, there is a magnificent Taoist temple.

As the number of disciples increased, the place became bustling and noisy.

At this time, the closed door of the Taoist Hall opened abruptly, and a middle-aged man wearing a teaching Taoist robe walked out, stood on the steps, and looked at the many disciples below.

"Uncle Wei is here, shut up!"

"Wei Hongliang got angry yesterday because several elders were not disciplined strictly!"

"Yes, you must not touch his bad temper!"

“Quick and quiet!”

The disciples seemed to be very afraid of the middle-aged man named Wei Hongliang, and the noisy square quickly became quiet.

Wei Hongliang stood with his hands behind his back. With the blessing of spiritual energy in cultivation, his voice became like a bell and sounded over the square:

"Tomorrow, the assessment meeting will officially begin. This is not the first time I will hold it, so I won't say much about other rules, I believe you already know it!"

"I only need to say one thing!"

"There is only one place to enter the inner door this year!"

When he heard this, the disciples below were immediately infuriated.

But Wei Hongliang's face darkened:

"Shut up!"

A loud shout sounded like thunder, and the disciples in the square were shocked and suddenly became quiet.

Wei Hongliang continued:

"Yes, you heard it right. The assessment meeting once every ten years. In the past, there were at least five people who recruited the inner sect!"

"But this time, there is only one person."

"That is to say, the champion of this assessment conference will directly enter the inner door."

"You should already be very clear about the weight of entering the inner sect. It means you will become a personal disciple of the national teacher!"

"Although there is only one quota, I hope you all work hard and everyone has a chance!"

Wei Hongliang looked around the disciples below and said lightly: "Be prepared, I hope you can all achieve satisfactory results tomorrow!"

After saying that, Wei Hongliang turned around and entered the Taoist hall. The gate closed with a rumbling sound from behind him.

The square suddenly became noisy, and all the disciples looked angry and unequal.

"Everyone worked hard to practice, just to be able to enter the inner sect and become a personal disciple of the national teacher. This is the result?"

In the front row, a disciple with a Taoist sword on his back spoke with disappointment.

"There is only one place, so why are you going to hold this assessment meeting?"

"If I had known this, I would have liked to join the military camp to accumulate military achievements and temper my cultivation!" The person who said this was a burly boy.

A female disciple next to him said, "If you go to join the army, the biggest possibility is that you have been killed!"

The burly boy glared at the other party in annoyance: "What did you say?!"

"You should keep your energy and prepare for tomorrow's assessment!" The female disciple sneered: "If someone has the ability to win the championship and enter the inner sect, they won't complain like this."

"The complaints are those guys who can't successfully enter even if the quota of inner sects is increased to five!"

"This is a bad word," a gentle and gentle boy next to him couldn't help but say: "Who can anyone compare to Zhong Wan, our group of outer disciples?"

"In my opinion, the national master has already designated Zhong Wan as an inner disciple this time. This assessment competition is just a high-sounding motto. It's just that we have become a foil."

As this person said, everyone's eyes moved, and many disciples made a move with great understanding. Finally, a girl appeared in the crowd, and everyone looked at her.

The girl was only about ten years old. She ignored the eyes of everyone around her, but lowered her head, and a puzzled look flashed in her eyes:

"wrong!"

"How could it be one?"

"The inner door assessment competition I experienced back then was obviously five places to enter the inner door!"

While Zhong Wan was thinking, all the disciples around him stopped doing it.

The burly boy who wanted to join the army said dissatisfiedly: "What's your expression?"

"What else can it be?" The female disciple put her hands on her chest and rolled her eyes and said, "She is pretending to be stupid, pretending to be innocent, pretending to be innocent!"

Zhong Wan looked at the female disciple and looked at the look of memories on her face. After a moment, she said in confusion: "Sun Xier, I know you didn't like me before, but you won't speak like this?"

An exaggerated smile appeared on the face of a female disciple named Sun Xier, pointing to Zhong Wan and saying:

"Are you crazy?!"

"Do I know you very well when I talk to me?"

"Or do you think you are so powerful, so everyone wants to compliment you and flatter you?"

Sun Xier paused, with a cold expression and a disgusting face. She continued sarcastically:

"I am just an ordinary disciple with weak cultivation and low sense of existence. You should not get close to me like this!"

"I can't afford it!"

Zhong Wan shook his head slightly and murmured softly: "It's really wrong!"

The burly boy sneered: "Look at her, she is still pretending to be innocent?"

"Disgusting!" a disciple next to him said angrily.

"Hyphorical!" the gentle boy shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that Zhong Wan, who is famous and talented, would be such a hypocritical person."

"A person like this has such a good talent, why is the way of heaven so unfair!"

"That's right, I usually can't stand her! Who should I show her proud look on her face?"

"Then you're fine. She once ran to me and showed me how powerful she is. I can't even hide!"

The insults and accusations spread into Zhong Wan's ears.

Zhong Wan looked around and looked at the men's faces and saliva flying everywhere, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

Yes, in the abyss of sin, after the cry of the demon god dragon, she found that she had inexplicably returned to the place where she had practiced and met these fellow disciples she had once known.

However, when you think about it carefully, something is wrong.

She was indeed very popular back then and had no friends, and everyone hated her and was unwilling to get close to her.

But he was not as explicit as he is now, and was so excessive to treat her. Before, everyone was silently away from isolating her, but now, in addition to being away from being isolated, he even used verbal insults without hesitation.

On the way to this square this morning, there were always people inadvertently pushing and attacking her in the crowd. Fortunately, her real cultivation is golden elixir, and her soul is extremely powerful in the abyss of sin. Coupled with her unique formation talent, these disciples who are in the Qi training stage are really not enough to see.

And when she actually participated in the assessment competition, there were five people in the inner sect, not only one person at the moment.

This situation that seems to be back in the past, but is different from the past made Zhong Wan very curious.

But I was still a little sad, but I didn't show it.

She always felt that it was her own problem that made these fellow students hate her, but she didn't expect that she would have the same or even more severe experience now, either because of an hallucination or dream.

Sighing silently, Zhong Wan turned around and walked out of the square.

Although these disciples seemed to want to swallow Zhong Wan alive, they were afraid of Zhong Wan's powerful strength. After all, although Zhong Wan was the youngest, he was indeed the first person in the outer sect right now.

Therefore, in front of Zhong Wan, they obediently made way.

At this time, among the crowd, several spiritual sword shadows suddenly flew from nowhere, stabbing directly at Zhong Wan!

But when they arrived three feet away in front of Zhong Wan, all these spiritual sword shadows were shattered out of thin air.

The disciples around him showed a look of surprise on their faces.

"Is Zhong Wan so powerful?"

"I can't even understand how she did it?"

"So what's the point? You're still being despised by everyone like a rat crossing the street!"

As soon as Zhong Wan stopped, he looked at a young man about twenty years old three feet away. Zhong Wan could easily detect that one of the spiritual sword shadows came from this person.

Seeing Zhong Wan's gaze, the young man's face maintained a gloating expression, and spread his hands and said:

"Junior Sister Zhong Wan, what are your eyes? Will I be more than ten years older than you and will attack you a child?"

Zhong Wan shook his head slightly, did not look at him anymore, and continued to walk forward.

But the young man's face turned red, and he stepped forward angrily and pointed at Zhong Wan and said:
To be continued...