Chapter 8 Selection

The demon clan has three major factions in the Dangyang world. The closest faction to Lengwu Town is also one of the three major factions. The largest faction is called [Changsheng Gate]. The head of the Changsheng Gate is the Yecha-level strong man listening to the wind. He is also a strong demon clan in the Dangyang world, whose strength is only second only to Qingshan.

The important place Zhang went to was [Longsheng Gate]. As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by two strong people at the level of refining.

"Hight, the long life door is heavy, don't break through." One of them held a spear and shouted sternly.

"I'm not here to break in. I'm here to get a reward." Zhang said in a big voice.

"Reward?" The guard looked up and down at him and asked doubtfully,

"What reward can you get?"

"I caught a self-proclaimed trueist in Wang Dao." Zhang Chong's words came out, and he heard the two guards laughing wildly one after the other.

"What?" One of them pointed to Zhang Chong's thin figure and said with a smile,

"Did you catch Wang Daozhong? It's up to you. Then I also caught the head of Shushan?"

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Zhang Chong raised the ring and said,

"You don't believe it, here's the evidence."

After saying this, he shouted to the ring,

"Wang Daozhong."

Wang Daozhong was half-deadly angry with Zhang Chong yesterday. Now when he sees him shouting again, he replied angrily,

"Don't bother me."

"Did you hear that?" After listening to Wang Daozhong's words, Zhang Chong said proudly to the two guards,

"Dady you hear it."

The two guards looked confused and looked at each other and said,

"What do you hear? Are you talking to yourself? Don't tell me that this broken ring will make a sound.

After saying that, he laughed again.

At this time, Zhang Chong understood that it was that no one could hear what Wang Dao said except for him. But he still didn't give up and took out a few pieces of paper from his arms.

He took the paper, shook several times in front of the two guards, and said,

"Although you can't hear it, I can hear it. Look, this is the secret of cultivating immortals he told me."

As soon as he took out the paper, he was robbed by the guard. He only looked at it a few times, and the guard laughed wildly again.

"This is still the secret of cultivating immortals. I will also write it, haha."

Zhang Chong listened to their laughter and knew that it was a joke that he wrote nonsense. He grabbed it back and said, "You can't read it. I'll read it to you."

After saying this, he read it aloud.

Speaking of which, most of the people who are willing to enter the magic religion are poor and can't survive. Refining the body is not like building a foundation. As long as you have perseverance, after a long time, most of them can succeed. This also made the two guards have never heard of any magic formulas for cultivating immortals.

Through their previous judgments, they have determined that this is the person who comes to make trouble. Therefore, no matter what he reads, he can't stop laughing.

At this time, a man came slowly from a distance, riding a one-horned rhinoceros. Behind him, there are ten strong refiners.

Looking at the man coming, the two guards were also scared. They quickly kicked down Zhang Chong, kicked him fiercely, and directly kicked him unconscious. They recognized that the person who came over was a strong man of divine power, named Tuba. He valued him very much by Tingfengluo, and he did not live up to expectations. He had reached the ninth level of the divine power level, only one step away from the night fork level. The guards didn't want to see a madman noisy at the door in front of the leader.

Tupat slowly walked to the door, looked at Zhang Chong, who fainted behind the guard, and asked,

"Who is this?"

One of them was about to answer, but the person next to him was faster and said,

"The teenager was so hungry that he fainted at our door."

"Oh," Tubal listened to this and looked at Zhang Chong twice. Seeing that he was very young, he said,

"In the past two days, haven't you gathered all the young people nearby to select the refining disciples? Well, give him a mouthful of food and let him participate.

After saying this sentence, Tu Ba took the lead and walked into the door.

After the guard saw that Tu pulled out far away, he breathed a sigh of relief, and one of the guards, who didn't have time to speak, said to the other,

"Why did you lie to Lord Tuba?"

"What do you want me to say that we fainted? Do you say that we let him fool around here for a long time? After saying this, isn't it asking for yourself to suffer?

The man patted his head heavily and said.

"But now, Lord Tuba wants him to participate in the selection. What should we do?"

"What should I do? Just do it. This is what Lord Tuba said. If something happens, he will be responsible for it."

Zhang Chong didn't expect that after he was kicked unconscious, he not only got a meal, but also had more opportunities to participate in the selection of refining-level disciples. When he stood in the line, he was also very excited.

"If you are successfully selected, you won't have to worry about eating for the rest of your life." In his heart, he secretly encouraged himself.

Next to him stood a teenager of his age, who was handsome and extraordinary. His figure is obviously much stronger than Zhang.

Zhang Chong said hello to him kindly,

"Hello, my name is Zhang Chong."

"My name is Liu Sheng."

The man nodded to him in the same friendship, but his expression was always serious.

The selection is very simple. Everyone takes turns to hit a cyan stone, split it, and pass the assessment. Therefore, although there are many people on the field, the progress is also very fast.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable restlessness in the team. Zhang Chong found that there were two strong men who were still struggling and took him away from the field. The teenager was already seriously injured, but he was still saying,

"I just know a few formulas, and I don't practice."

"What's going on?"

Zhang Chong asked Liu Sheng.

"The secret of the teenager who cultivates immortals, according to the example, he will be executed."

Liu Sheng said faintly, and at the same time, there was a scream not far away.

This sound made Zhang Chong's face turn pale in an instant. He immediately thought that he was still reading the magic formula of cultivating immortals loudly?

This made him feel very happy. If the two guards really understood, wouldn't he die on the spot like the teenager?

"I can't die. I have to live tenaciously." Zhang Chong said this sentence silently in his heart, and his feet trembled gently. Obviously, he was still afraid. And he patted his hand on his chest and suddenly froze. In that place, there was a piece of paper full of formulas.

"Can't be found out." Zhang Chong thought in his heart and took half a step towards the back of Liu Sheng. At this time, he gently pulled out a corner of the paper and quickly chewed it.

Although Liu Sheng stood there and stood upright like a pole, he was also disturbed by the rustling sound behind him. He looked back and it turned out that Zhang Chong was hiding there and eating something.

"What are you doing?" Liu Sheng asked.

"I'm hungry." After answering this sentence vaguely, no matter how bad the paper was, he swallowed it even more.

"Liu Sheng~~"

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Liu Sheng to play. He quickly walked on the stage. In that place, there were nine blue stones. The leftmost one was the size of a brick, and the one on the far right was the size of a person. Liu Sheng did not hesitate to go to the largest boulder. He was so relieved and only heard a roar. Where the boulder hit the palm of his hand, it cracked like a knife, and the boulder was disconnected from the middle.

"Good hand," Tubal, who was sitting there, applauded gently and said to the side,

"This Liu Sheng, let him come to see me later."

After a while, it was Zhang Chong's turn to play. He took a deep breath and said in his heart,

"Fenteen years of hard practice, it is today. It must crack, it must crack."

After he walked on the field, he also went straight, but he ran to the smallest stone. In the roar, he waved his palm and split it.