Chapter 310 Lawlessness

Not only Xu Jiuling, but also the "bosses" of the major camps on Dixuan Island basically all came to Qingchen.

There were also several examiners during the day, and even Xue Yubing and Di Huaiyi were forced to send several sound transmission notes to Qingchen.

For a time, Qingchen became very popular.

Secret magic stones, beautiful female cultivators, elixirs and favors, all kinds of interest exchanges squeezed towards Qingchen.

"Ten foundation-building pills, the top 100 on the gold list, and the status of the sect, it's really tempting. Excuse me, Senior Brother Sun."

Qingchen looked at the pile of jade slips in front of him, bowed and smiled to Senior Brother Sun in front of him.

Elder Sun Wudi of Douzhan was also very clear about the twists and turns inside, and was not surprised at anything.

In the surprised eyes of Qingchen, Sun Wudi took out a jade slip from his storage bag, handed it to Qingchen, and said:

"Junior Brother Qing, these are some disciples that our camp values. You can do whatever you want when the time comes.

In fact, it was not like this before, but the sect master has not appeared for more than a hundred years, and the recent ten sessions of Longmen Conference have gradually changed."

Qingchen took the jade slip silently and nodded.

After Sun Wudi left, there was silence in the hall.

In total, Qingchen counted that tonight, these people who asked for connections had given him the names of nearly sixty or seventy disciples.

"I expected it right, it's true. Since it's like this, let's just be 'lawless'."

......

As the sun rose, the sky was clear and blue in the morning of the second day.

Thousands of Qi Refining cultivators were ready to go. They were wearing robes of their respective classes and had different expressions.

Some were nervous, some were excited, some were confident of winning, and some were apprehensive.

Five spirit ships emitting a faint spiritual light slowly floated above the sect square. They were the vehicles for the Dragon Gate Trial.

Qingchen, wearing a purple robe, stood on the leading spirit ship.

His face was stern and his eyes were like torches, scanning the monks gathered below.

Beside him were the other four examiners.

But at this moment, their eyes were all focused on Qingchen.

"Dear disciples, today is the Dragon Gate Trial held once every ten years in my Ningxuan Sect.

This trial is not only about personal honor and disgrace, but also about the future of the sect.

Twenty years ago, I was the same as you. Twenty years later, I am at the forefront.

I want to say that the future is yours!"

Qingchen's voice was loud and shocked the monks present.

As Qingchen's voice fell, the five spirit ships slowly rose, cut through the sky, and rushed towards the No. 2 Trial Island.

Trial Island No. 2 is located thousands of miles northeast of the sect. The island is full of various trial sites.

From the "Monster Forest" to the "Water Valley Pond", from the "Illusionary Maze" to the "Red Flame Hundred Ridges"...

It has everything, and it is an excellent place to test the combat power and mind of the cultivators.

The spirit ship broke through the waves on the vast ocean. After several hours, the five spirit ships finally arrived at Trial Island No. 2.

Above the island, clouds and mists lingered, and spiritual patterns flashed. It was obvious that the entire island was sealed by the formation.

The spirit ship slowly landed, and the examiners and dozens of deacons opened the formation. Qingchen stood at the bow and stared at the trial site that was about to arrive in front.

This trial is of great importance, and all forces in the sect are eyeing it covetously.

And he must make sure everything is under control.

As the spirit ships slowly approached the entrance, the examiners and deacons had already been waiting in full battle array.

Soon, thousands of disciples gathered on the shore, nervous, excited, or calm, with all kinds of expressions intertwined.

Qingchen directed everyone to start the first inspection, strictly checking whether any disciples had smuggled second-level treasures or prepared monster materials in advance as points.

This inspection was extremely strict. Several examiners and deacons cast spells to carefully check the storage bags and personal belongings of each disciple.

I saw a series of spiritual lights flashing on the disciples, and any slight abnormality was difficult to hide.

"Humph, do you think you can get away with it?" Miao Long snorted coldly, and a flash of light flashed in his hand, and he searched out a reverse scale of a first-level peak monster from a disciple's magic boots.

The disciple's face turned pale and his eyes were full of horror.

The deacon beside Miao Long sternly sentenced: "Violation of the rules, deduction of this trial qualification, confiscation of all illegal items! Fine of three years!"

Hearing this, the disciple's legs softened and almost collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of regret.

As the inspection went deeper, there were occasional disciples who were found to have problems, and there was an uproar at the scene.

"Foundation building is very exciting. Do you really think that this little trick can hide the consciousness of the master of foundation building?"

Qing Chen's face was stern, but he sneered in his heart.

These disciples, trying to take shortcuts, were really stupid.

He glanced at some of the disciples on the list of the camps, and found that almost all of them were in the late stage of Qi Refining, and they were all inner disciples.

He immediately had an idea in his mind. It seemed that all the camps had really spent a lot of money to get a good result in this trial.

In fact, if it was Qing Chen, he would have done more.

It's a pity...

An hour later, the first inspection was finally completed.

Qing Chen looked around the whole place and said loudly:

"The second inspection begins. The 100 cultivators whose names I read, come on board."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of several examiners and deacons beside him suddenly changed. Among them, Ji Cangming quickly spoke out to stop him:

"Examiner Qing, this first check is already extremely strict. There will definitely be no more problems. There is no need for a second check."

Qing Chen glanced at Ji Cangming and said, "I said I would check it myself. I can't just say no, right?"

Ji Cangming's face turned pale and blue.

The other deacons were also frightened by Qing Chen's eyes and lowered their heads quickly, not daring to speak again.

The other three examiners, Miao Long and Xue Qingxia, looked at Qing Chen in surprise and even joy.

And Gongsun Yang was confused, and his heart was shocked, "It is rumored that this old demon of the blood river is not treacherous, cunning, cold-blooded and ruthless?

How could he meddle in other people's business for no reason and dare to offend so many camps?"

Qing Chen ignored their thoughts and called out the names one by one according to the list.

Soon, the first batch of 100 disciples entered the spirit ship one by one.

In the spirit ship room, Qing Chen scanned every disciple who came in one by one. The disciples who were targeted by him felt their souls trembling.

"Hmph!"

Qing Chen snorted coldly, and suddenly made a lightning move, instantly taking out several monster materials from a disciple's storage bag.

The disciple's face turned pale instantly, his legs became weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Qing Chen confiscated the materials and said coldly: "Get out!"

The disciple fled out of the room as if he had been pardoned.

Soon after, several more disciples were found to be carrying prohibited items.

Some were second-level talismans, and some were hidden second-level pills.

No one could have imagined what the examiner wanted to do.