Chapter 1,102 Recruiting 5th Generation Disciples

New Year's Eve.

The Piaomiao Sect has been decorated with lanterns and decorations.

Disciples are returning from various places one after another. Some are helping to wrap wedding candies, some are preparing ingredients, some are decorating the sect square, and some are preparing new clothes to wear during the New Year.

Within the sect, there is a completely new atmosphere.

Ye Feng stood at the top of the peak, looking at the disciples busy in the sect, and nodded with satisfaction.

"oops!"

"Almost forgot!"

"Mo Ying and the others are still in the void world."

Ye Feng slapped his head and quickly disappeared from the place.

The realm of nothingness.

The tomb of Jian Nanyi.

"Disciple, after these six months of hard training, you have made rapid progress. Although you have not yet completely obtained my mantle, you are not far behind. Your combat power should reach the peak of eight stars."

"When you fully obtain my mantle, your combat power will reach the extremely high realm of the Nine-Star Peak. However, whether you can be invincible at the same level depends on your own destiny."

"Invincible at the same level, you can meet but cannot seek!"

Jiannan said as he sat on the grave.

Even though Jian Nan is invincible at the same level, the reason why he is able to do this is not only the ultimate fast sword.

After Mo Ying learns the ultimate fast sword, her combat power can reach nine stars, but she cannot be invincible at the same level.

If you want to surpass the nine-star peak, you have to rely on individual unremitting efforts and key opportunities.

"Disciple understands!"

Mo Ying performed the sword-knocking ceremony.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared out of thin air. It was Ye Feng who came from the Piaomiao Sect. By his side, he was also accompanied by Wang Ping'an, Huo Yunjie and other Piaomiao Sect disciples.

"On New Year's Eve, it's time to go back and celebrate the festival."

Ye Feng said.

Mo Ying was stunned: "So fast?"

"Of course it's quick. Today, unless it's a matter of life and death, let's go back to celebrate the New Year! Such days will become less and less in the future." Ye Feng said.

This is not nonsense.

When practitioners reach the middle and later stages, and when their cultivation is extremely high, it is easy for them to stay in seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years.

At that time, it was difficult to gather people to celebrate the New Year.

Therefore, Ye Feng decided that in the first few years of the sect's development, all members would return to the sect every year to celebrate the New Year, develop habits and traditions, and carry them forward from generation to generation.

"Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, you are well here! Did you bring me some wine this time?" Jian Nan smiled broadly when he saw Ye Feng and wanted to drink the Dragon Human medicinal wine.

"Yes." Ye Feng said.

He waved his hand and a large jar of wine was placed in front of the grave.

"Good wine!" Jiannan was delighted.

"I respect you for this wine!" Ye Feng poured the entire jar of wine in front of the grave, in the form of worship, turning it into wine mist that could be absorbed by heroic spirits.

Jian Nan kept drinking with his mouth open, looking satisfied.

Not long after.

Ye Feng bid farewell to Jian Nanyi and returned to the Piaomiao Sect with all his disciples, preparing to celebrate the New Year happily.

Under night.

Zongmen Square.

Nearly 30,000 people, including elders, spirit beasts, deacons, and disciples, all took their seats in an orderly manner.

Even Que Yue, the Queen of the Ancient Kingdom of Gods, and Que Qiong, the female War Goddess, also came and sat at the VIP table next to Ye Feng.

"The dragon-human medicinal wine is so delicious!" The female God of War drank a large vat of medicinal wine, her face flushed.

When the drunkard saw this scene, he couldn't help but stare blankly, gave a thumbs up, and said: "The female war goddess is really a hero in wine!"

"drink!"

Everyone exchanged cups, and when it was time to eat and drink, the joyful atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner was perfectly accentuated.

on the seat.

Ye Feng glanced at the sky and found that it was past midnight and the new year had officially entered, and he couldn't help but look forward to it.

【Ding! The new year has arrived. Congratulations to the leader for unlocking the authority to recruit five generations of disciples. I wish you a happy new year! 】

【Ding! To welcome great blessings in the New Year, all members of the sect will be rewarded with a New Year gift. 】

System prompts sounded one after another.

next moment.

Countless flower-shaped gift packages fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone and the spirit beasts, including the gods Queen of the Ancient Country and the Goddess of War who were guests.

"This is my master's intention."

"Happy New Year to everyone!"

Ye Feng laughed loudly.

Everyone present opened the gifts one after another and found that the contents inside were different.

Some are candies, some are paper cranes filled with blessings, and some are elixirs. In short, they are all gifts that disciples want most on weekdays.

"Thank you, Master!"

Everyone immediately stood up and thanked him.

…

The New Year's banquet lasted until midnight, and everyone was leaving one after another. They were thinking about their plans for the new year and had new goals.

"This year's goal is to complete last year's goal!" Some disciples said.

"My goal this year is to get a wife!" some older disciples said.

"Marry a wife? I want to marry ten!"

"Ten? You are so fierce!"

The disciples teased each other, gradually dispersed, returned to their respective rooms, and had a good sleep.

Big Year.

A big piece of news came out.

Piaomiao Sect will recruit 5,000 disciples on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

For a time, the entire China was shocked.

Countless geniuses were excited and rushed towards the Piaomiao Sect from their respective families, imperial cities, and ancestral lands as fast as they could.

The seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

In front of the Piaomiao Sect's sect square, 3.6 million practitioners of Juyuan Realm and above have gathered, all between the ages of fifteen and twenty.

The weakest one has reached the third level of Juyuan Realm.

The strongest one has reached the eighth level of the spiritual sea realm!

"OMG!"

"Isn't the total number of people in this assessment too many?"

"I heard that the Piaomiao Sect is preparing to attack the five-star forces, so this time it will directly recruit 5,000 fifth-generation disciples with the lowest cultivation level in the Yuan Jue realm."

"No wonder we only recruited a thousand people each time in the past, but this time we recruited so many. It turns out we are going to attack the five-star forces."

The practitioners present were talking a lot.

In addition to the more than three million geniuses who have passed the Purple Golden Bell Test of Destiny, there are tens of millions of older practitioners present. Some are the elders of these geniuses, and some are just ordinary people.

Discussions continued among the crowd.

"quiet!"

Three figures fell from the top of Piaomiao Peak and stood in front of Zongmen Square, revealing their figures.

The leader is naturally Gong Qingqiu.

As she appeared, the quasi-sage aura spread out and enveloped the entire place in an instant.

"Elder Gong has been promoted to quasi-sage!"

"I heard that a few years ago, she was just a Juyuan realm. Because she joined the Piaomiao Sect and became a senator, she rose to the level of the quasi-sage today."

"I'm so envious!"

The appearance of Gong Qingqiu immediately caused a sensation.

Beside her, stood Shi Lei and Ji Ziling.

"Elder Gong, we are ready." Shi Lei bowed his hands to Gong Qingqiu respectfully.

"Yes." Gong Qingqiu nodded, looked at the millions of geniuses present, and said:

"The rules will be read next."

"The entrance examination for fifth-generation disciples is different from the previous recruitment of fourth-generation disciples."

"See the stone steps over there?"

Gong Qingqiu pointed to the Zongmen Square, where there was a stone staircase winding up the mountain, straight into the sky, and finally leading to the grassland covered with spiritual grass at the top of Piaomiao Peak.

"This stone staircase has various assessment levels. The first 5,000 people who reach the top will get a place to join our Piaomiao Sect and successfully become the fifth generation disciples."

"The first of them is the fifth generation senior brother or senior sister."

"have you understood?"

Gong Qingqiu asked the millions of geniuses present.

"Understood!"

Someone immediately shouted loudly.

"Something's wrong! Isn't this obviously beneficial to the geniuses with high cultivation level?" A certain Shattering Void Realm ancestor said, his eyes full of confusion.

His juniors are also participating in the assessment, but because they are young and only at the seventh level of Juyuan Realm, how can they compare to the Linghai Realm?

Such a test is obviously inappropriate.