Chapter 1155 True Dragon List
The man at the front kept his face indifferent, and walked towards the ancient golden temple, very proud.
The man directly pushed open the gate of the ancient golden palace, and stepped into the ancient golden palace.
Yang Yu and others followed behind and walked in curiously.
There is also nothing in the golden ancient temple, only an empty space, and a stone statue in the center of the ancient temple.
"Is this the ancient holy courtyard?" Yang Yu asked, twitching the corner of his mouth.
"This is the first courtyard of the ancient holy courtyard, and there is another holy courtyard behind, but you have to pass through here before you can enter the second courtyard," Yuechan nodded.
"How to pass, there is not even a hair here." Yang Yu looked at the surrounding scene and asked,
"It's very simple. This is the first courtyard of our ancient holy courtyard. It's just that it hasn't been opened yet. You will understand soon. I believe you can pass the assessment of the first courtyard."
Yuechan said with a smile, then looked at the stone statue in the center, with a look of respect in her eyes.
"The problem with this stone statue?" Yang Yu followed Yuechan's gaze and looked over, a little surprised.
"Look, if it's a good thing, you can take it with you before you go back." Yang Yu's eyes flickered, and he walked directly to the central stone statue.
"What are you doing?" The man who came last had cold eyes, seeing Yang Yu walking towards the stone statue, he shouted loudly.
"Just look at it, what a fart you are!" Yang Yu stopped, looked at the man, and said very displeased.
"This is the icon of the founder of my Mantian Sect. You return it to me, or don't blame me for killing you. The icon cannot be desecrated!"
The man's face was cold, and he looked at Yang Yu with extremely cold eyes.
"Who are you, what right do you have to control me?" Yang Yu looked at the man and frowned.
"I am Kui Guang, the elder brother among the new generation of disciples of Butian Pavilion, come down for me!" the man said coldly, very angry.
"Hei Xin baby, come back, this is the icon of the founder of Bu Tian Sect, don't make trouble." Yuechan also frowned, and whispered to Yang Yu,
"I'm just looking at it. I don't want to do anything. As for?"
Yang Yu curled his lips, took a last look at the stone statue, raised it brightest, and then walked towards an open space.
That I desecrated your holy images? I went to desecrate a vicious stone statue of an old man only because I was sick.
"Hmph!" Eldest brother Kui Guang looked indifferently, looking at Yang Yu with serious eyes.
Yuechan on the side frowned slightly, and finally stretched her brows, not speaking.
"Hehe..." Yang Yu stood aside alone, looking at the stone statue unkindly.
"Buzz!"
After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was a change in the ancient temple. A golden light descended from the sky, gathered on the glazed tiles of the ancient temple, and finally condensed into a beam of light, which hit the central stone statue.
"It's started." A group of Butian Sect disciples looked excited, and their eyes on the central stone statue became very hot.
"There are still fluctuations in consciousness?" Yang Yu's eyes flickered, looking at the stone statue, he was extremely surprised.
"Hundreds of years have passed again?" It took half an hour for the golden beam of light to dissipate, and an old voice came from it.
"Greetings to Master Patriarch." All the disciples of Butian Pavilion respectfully knelt down on one knee, even Yuechan and Kui Guang were the same.
"Really the Patriarch?" Yang Yu frowned, looking at a stone statue of Jin Guangyi, or a stone statue of an old man in surprise.
"Get up, the ancient holy courtyard is opened every few hundred years, and you all came here for chance, so you don't need to salute, come to me together, the test and chance of the first courtyard will be over soon." The old man waved his hand , said with a calm face.
"Yeah." Yang Yu nodded, and walked up directly. The other people also stepped forward, stopped ten steps away, and looked at the old man expectantly.
"The assessment of the first hall is very simple. Presumably, your elders have already told you before you came in. You should also understand the way the chance passes."
The old man said in a flat tone, glanced at the dozen or so teenagers, and nodded in satisfaction.
"What assessment, no one said it before I came in?" Yang Yu felt a little bit annoyed, the owner of Butian Pavilion was too irresponsible.
"Since you don't know, then I'll tell you something," the old man glanced at Yang Yu, nodded,
"There is only one content for the assessment in the first court - the real dragon list. As long as you can activate the rules and leave your name, you can enter the second court and get certain rewards."
"That's it?" Yang Yu asked,
"That's how it depends on your ranking. The level of your chances in the past is different. If you can enter the top 100, you will have a big harvest." The old man nodded.
"Okay, I see." Yang Yu nodded.
"In that case, come one by one," the old man nodded, and his hands began to seal.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion in the space, and it exploded directly, and a golden light flew out of it, which was a piece of gold paper, engraved with various fierce beasts, and even a real dragon totem.
"Let's get started, all you need is a drop of blood, and your names and rankings will be there naturally."
The old man nodded, maintaining the True Dragon List, and said with a smile.
"I'll do it." Kui Guang laughed, and the speed was so fast that he cut his finger directly, forcing out a drop of golden blood and flying towards the real dragon list.
"Buzz!"
A golden light flashed on the True Dragon List, directly devouring the golden blood. Then, after a few seconds of silence, a golden light flooded over it, and several large golden characters were projected, suspended in the sky.
"The 2600th, Kui Guang."
The golden light projection lasted for ten seconds, then disappeared and returned to the true dragon list. How did the talent of this disciple named Kui Guang be tested? After the appearance of the true dragon list, among all the outstanding disciples of Butian Pavilion, only ranked More than two thousand.
"Not bad." He nodded with a smile.
"Thank you Patriarch." Kui Guang's eyes were full of joy, and he was not unhappy at all, as if more than 2,000 is a very good result.
"I'm coming too!" The other disciples were also eager to try. They shot one by one, forcing a drop of real blood to fly into the real dragon list.
However, out of the dozen or so people, only four of them made it to the True Dragon Ranking and put their names on it, and each of them ranked above 100,000.
"This Butian sect has been passed down for a long time? There are so many geniuses?" Yang Yu frowned slightly, looking at the real dragon list in surprise.
"This year, there are five people who have passed the assessment of the First Academy, not bad!" The old man nodded, neither excited nor disappointed.
"Junior Sister Yuechan, you can come too." A male disciple said with a smile.
"En." Yuechan nodded, moved her lotus steps lightly, and a drop of bright red blood flew out from the palm of her hand, and fell into the list of real dragons.