Fantasy: I Can Enlighten Everything

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For ordinary people, three days are just three mornings and evenings. For some powerful warriors, three days may be an epiphany or a small retreat. However, for many named disciples of Xuanfeng Academy, these three Heaven, it's like three years!

Early in the morning, the Outer Sect Disciple Law Enforcement Office gathered a large number of people.

This time there are tens of thousands of registered disciples, and so many people have to complete the submission of weekly tasks before this evening, which shows that everyone's emotions are high.

"Let me pass, I have been in line here for an hour, let me go first!"

"Who are you, you, I started guarding here last night, why are you in a hurry?"

"Nonsense, you jumped in, I haven't seen you just now!"

"You can eat rice indiscriminately. Don't talk nonsense. You said I jumped in line. What about the evidence?"

"..."

Quarrels of this kind are happening all the time in this huge courtyard, and the disciples of the law enforcement department can't bear it, and suddenly broke out.

Several outer disciples of the Blood Sea Realm released their own powerful aura, sweeping toward the chaotic square like an autumn wind sweeping leaves.

The square, which was originally like a vegetable market, suddenly fell silent.

"I know you are anxious, but we are more anxious than you! Be quiet, it's good for everyone, otherwise, I don't mind picking out a few thorns to stand up!" The head of the disciple of the Law Enforcement Department talked. The air is even vibrating!

This person has star-brows and sword-eyes, a high nose bridge, and deep sunken eyes. The most striking thing is that this person is carrying a long sword behind his back, which turned out to be a first-class spiritual weapon!

"It's Senior Brother Meng Canglan from the outer door!"

"It is said that Brother Meng's sword is called Seven Stars. It is made by Brother Meng who collected seven different materials. Is it true or not?"

"Of course it's true. These are rare first-grade spirit weapons among the outer disciples! Senior Brother Meng relied on this sword to kill his reputation at the outer door!"

"Well, it is said that Senior Brother Meng has been able to enter the inner gate a long time ago. Some time ago, he condensed the 95th cyclone. The reason for suppressing the realm is to open up higher quality blood when entering the blood sea realm. sea!"

"..."

Many recorded disciples talked in whispers, and their words were full of worship.

Seeing everyone gradually calm down, Meng Canglan waved his hand and motioned the next batch of named disciples to step forward to verify the completion of the task.

Soon, the huge square was divided into two parts.

Some of the disciples were full of joy. They completed their weekly tasks and obtained the initial qualifications to stay. As for the other small group, their expressions were depressed, and some were still crying.

This weekly task has a lot of luck in it. Some people may have good talents, but the weekly task is too harsh, and it can only fail in the end.

This made the disciples who later handed in the task more anxiety.

"What's going on? I'm just helping a stall to check the location, how could it fail to meet the requirements?" A confident disciple was dumbfounded when he saw the three words unqualified, and his emotions were a little out of control.

A disciple of the Law Enforcement Department glanced at him coldly, pointed to the data displayed on the operation array and said:

"Do you think everything will be fine if you look at the booth? You helped the senior brother from outside the door to watch the booth for five days, and his income was at least halved, and according to some disciples' dictation, in five days, you spent two days wandering around, right?"

When the named disciple heard this, he was dumbfounded, and could not speak for a long time.

All the disciples of the Law Enforcement Office said were facts, and he could not refute it!

"next!"

Meng Canglan, who heard the movement, came to the front and said coldly.

The disciples who were waiting for the task to be handed in came forward, and the crowd instantly overwhelmed the body of the unqualified disciple.

With the passage of time, more and more disciples are standing in unqualified areas.

More than a thousand people have gathered here for most of the day.

And these more than 1,000 people are still far from 20% of the total number of registered disciples.

By the evening, the number of people who came was getting sparser.

But people who come on and off at this time, very few people fail the mission.

Some of the tasks were completed, but those who were not willing to leave for a short time looked at the disciples and gradually saw the way.

"Look, the person who completed the task seems to be a arrogant talent in Huo County!"

"What's that, have you seen that person who is at least seven feet tall? The youngest son of the lord of Beihuang County, he is extremely talented, and is known as a rare wizard in Beihuang County in a thousand years!"

"..."

"Hey, these people you are talking about seem to be the strong people on Xiaotian's list!"

Finally, an outside disciple uttered a term that most people had never heard of.

"This fellow student, dare to ask what the Xiaotian ranking is?" a named disciple asked curiously.

"Hurt, as a named disciple, you don't even know this? You shouldn't." The named disciple who said the three characters Xiaotianbang began to appetite.

A passing disciple coldly snorted, "It's fun to sell the door? Watch out for someone smashing the window at night!"

"Well, you can let me go. This small list is a list made by many named disciples who love to collect information based on the strength of the named disciples. Of course, most of them are based on realm." The named disciple said truthfully.

Everyone was stunned.

According to them, there is an outer list among the outer disciples, while the inner disciples have an earth list. The sky list is the existence of the core disciples of Xuanfeng Academy.

The ranking list of these named disciples is called Xiaotianban, which makes many disciples curious for a while.

"Then can you talk about the difference in strength between the top 1,000 and the top 500?" someone curiously asked.

The people all around nodded, all showing interest.

"As long as sixty-seven cyclones are created, you can roughly enter the top one thousand on the Xiaotian list, and... eh, you see, that man named Liu Jian, opened up seventy cyclones, and the ranking seems to be 499 Eighteen!"

When the disciple Zhengshou had no metaphors and looked around, he couldn't help but brighten his eyes and pointed to a burly young man.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the young man walked calmly and swiftly, quickly handed over the task, and then stood on the side of completing the task.

But soon everyone's attention shifted, and they began to think about what the young man said.

Opening up sixty-seven cyclones can enter the first thousand, and opening up seventy cyclones is about five hundred. How strong are these?

Many people roughly estimate their rankings based on their own cyclones, and they can't help but feel cold.

...

Standing in a corner of the square, He Ruibai yawned boredly and complained a little:

"Or let's go. Although Zhu Hao is a little stronger than us, how could he go to the Dinghao Mountain Range? That's a place that outer disciples don't dare to easily set foot in!"

He Qian waved his hand, reached out and gently touched the mole at the corner of his eye, and said:

"You have to see people when you die, and you have forgotten what the adult said?"

When He Rui heard the words of the adult, he was suddenly excited and stared at the entrance.

But for a while, he resumed his pedantry again, whispering:

"I still think Zhu Hao will die in the Ding Mountain Range. In that case, are we here now waiting for ghosts?"

He Qian frowned, and when he was about to answer, he suddenly looked at the edge of the square, startled slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Look, the ghost is coming."

A thin young man dressed in a white robe of a named disciple, with a restrained aura, entered the square.

The moment the boy stepped into the square, many people's eyes gathered on him.

It is Zhu Hao.

The noisy square suddenly quieted down.

At this moment, even those who didn't know Zhu Hao saw something was wrong.

"Who is this person?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Don't you know him? On the night of entering the sect, there was a conflict with two seniors of the ninth level of the forging body. In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, regardless of the elders' dissuasion, they chose Lei Yingbu. What a great man!"

The ‘inside person’ hummed coldly.

Many people slapped their tongues. One of these three things is enough to be famous in the entire area of ​​registered disciples, but Zhu Hao did it all?

In their view, the weekly mission failed and being sent back to the birthplace is Zhu Hao's best destination!

Zhu Hao turned a blind eye to everyone's weird sight. He just paced to the front desk of the Law Enforcement Office, handed out the identity token, and said:

"Hello, I'll turn in the task."

The outer disciple mechanically accepted Zhu Hao's token, and after verifying that it was correct, he said:

"What about the picking?"

Zhu Hao handed over a small wooden box.

This move fell into the eyes of everyone, and those who knew the situation were instantly calm.

Especially He Qian, He Rui and others.

What is Zhu Hao's weekly task? Picking Magic Sunflowers in Ding Mountain!

Now I took out a small wooden box. Is this the task completed?

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