In a huge open space, there stand several huge stone pillars with a height of hundreds of feet, engraved with various reliefs, including green dragons, white tigers, unicorns, dragons and horses and other auspicious beasts, as well as Qiongqi, Jiuyou,

Dark crows and other evil beasts of misfortune.

There is a square gap at the bottom of the pillar five feet above the ground. The examiner needs to put his hand into the gap, and then the pillar will automatically show your talent.

This method has been passed down from ancient civilizations. Of course, there is no need to worry about inaccurate testing, because this method is recognized as the most effective method in the world.

The assessment levels can be divided into seven levels of talent from low to high, with first level being the highest and seventh level being the worst.

This stone pillar will also show different scenes according to different talents. If it is below the fifth level of talent, the reaction of the stone pillar will be dull or even weak.

If one has talent above the fifth level, then the stone pillar will produce strange phenomena.

The fifth level will emit a subtle white light, the fourth level will be a dazzling red light, the third level will be a vast and dazzling golden light, and the second level will be a purple light rising into the sky and shining in all directions.

As for the first class, it’s very exciting and earth-shattering!

It is rumored that the stone pillars here were not cast by the Chaos Immortal Sect, but have existed since ancient times. One or two things can be inferred from the distant and ancient aura permeating the stone pillars.

An examiner said loudly: "Come in order!"

"First place, Wang Sheng!"

A young man in the innate realm nervously put his hand into the gap of the stone pillar. In the blink of an eye, the stone pillar reacted.

The stone pillars were all red, glowing with dazzling red light.

"Fourth level talent!"

The examiner said expressionlessly.

When Wang Sheng heard this, he walked away very excitedly, because fourth-level talent was extremely rare. It was more than enough to become an outer disciple. In the future, he would have a great chance to become an immortal cultivator and be free and easy.

He cheered and shouted.

The people watching were filled with envy.

Soon, he was led to a specific area.

The big world in the sky is boundless, and its edge cannot be seen. There are countless human races living on it, but 80% of the people in it are seventh-level talents. The majority of the remaining people in less than two levels are sixth-level talents, regardless of whether they are

Both fifth-level and sixth-level talents are not good enough, and it is difficult to absorb spiritual energy and become an immortal cultivator.

If this group of people had no special background, within the Chaos Immortal Sect, they would only be qualified as handyman disciples, working hard all their lives without any chance of being immortal.

And a person with fifth-level talent is better than a small genius. As for fourth-level talent, it is even more incredible. It is unique in ten thousand. The emergence of such a person is enough to bring glory to the ancestors.

Those who are above the third level of talent are beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

"Next!"

"The glimmer is like a spark, a sixth-grade talent!"

The examiner announced the result calmly.

This was a girl. After hearing this, her face paled a bit, her head became a little dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground. Tears were rolling in the girl's eyes, and she looked to the examiner and begged for another chance.

Unfortunately, the only response she received was indifference, and two law enforcement disciples stepped forward and dragged her down.

"Next!"

"Light as light as water, sixth grade talent!"

"Next!"

"White light! Fifth-level talent!"

…

In less than a moment, dozens of people completed the test, and the results shocked everyone present. There are very few people with fifth-level talents and those with fifth-level talents. That is to say, even if most people can overcome all difficulties and obtain a token, they can only be reduced to

As a humble handyman disciple.

After a hundred years, it turned into a cup of loess, isolated from the world, and no different from the ordinary world.

Another moment passed.

Suddenly a loud noise was heard.

The indifferent examiner suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Very good! He is a second-class talent! He will become a strong person in the future!"

At this moment, the entire body of the stone pillar was glowing, and a beam of extremely deadly purple light rose into the sky, illuminating the earth in all directions. Within a few miles, the sky and the earth turned into purple.

"I recognize him, that's Bai Yunfei!"

"That is the fourteenth prince of the Prairie Royal Court, who passed the cruel assessment of the Prairie God!"

"The bloodline of the Prairie Royal Court is truly extraordinary!"

…

Both the examiners and assessors praised it highly.

Bai Yunfei raised his chin with high spirits, raised his eyebrows in the direction of Xin Zhao and smiled, very proudly.

A second-level talent is not only enough to become an inner disciple, but he can even become a supreme true disciple in the future.

The identity of this inner disciple is no small matter. Being able to become an inner disciple in the Chaos Immortal Sect is enough for him to be treated as a guest by the mortal emperor.

But if you become a true disciple, then you can be on an equal footing with the emperor of a country, or even half a head taller, because everyone can see that this is a proud man with infinite talents, and he may be a powerful immortal in the future.

…

"Next!"

"Fifth grade talent!"

…

After two hundred people, it was finally Zhao Angxing's turn.

Although the former leader of the Black Tiger Village looks like a bearded man, he is actually a mixed-race boy of eighteen years old.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, everyone was naturally stunned. With his rough and arrogant appearance and fierce temperament, he looked like a bandit no matter how he looked.

The examiner's expression remained unchanged and he said quietly: "Let's get started."

Zhao Angxing chuckled and put his hand into the gap. Suddenly, a burst of white light emerged.

It is obvious that he is a fifth-level talent and an outer disciple.

Zhao Angxing was quite satisfied. Originally, he was just an orphaned bandit, but being able to become an official outer disciple in a fairy sect would be enough to honor the clan. Suddenly, he happily walked to a specific area.

"Next, Doron."

Upon hearing the announcement, Duolong trembled all over, smiled obscenely, rushed forward impatiently, and put his hand on the gap in the stone pillar.

"call--"

A gust of cool wind blew by, but the stone pillar showed no reaction.

Fortunately, the examiner's eyesight was amazing and he saw the tiny bits of invisible light.

"Seventh grade talent!"

Everyone took a breath. No one who could come to this Chaos Immortal Sect to participate in the entrance examination was mediocre, so no matter how bad he was, he was not just a sixth-class person. However, this middle-aged man with a wretched appearance broke the record and became the winner of this session.

The first mortal with seventh-level talent.

This seventh-level talent is almost a waste that cannot be cultivated. I am afraid that it cannot even sense the spiritual energy. It is a waste of cultivation resources to come to the Chaos Immortal Sect to practice.

Everyone despised him.

"The boss!"

Duolong burst into tears and looked at Xin Zhao.

The latter turned his head away, really not daring to acknowledge each other, it was too embarrassing.

"Next, Wang Xiaoer."

Soon, the examiner's indifferent voice came over.

Wang Xiaoer's small body couldn't help but tremble. The look of disdain on Duolong by everyone just now was still vivid in his mind, leaving a big psychological shadow on him.

For a while, he couldn't walk easily.

"It's fine."

Suddenly, a large and generous hand fell on his shoulder and said comfortingly: "Xiao Er, you have extraordinary talent. You are destined to become an immortal. You must have some confidence in yourself."

Wang Xiaoer turned around and saw Zhao Xin, his idol in life, admiring him. Suddenly, his blood surged. How could the boss, whom he respected like a god, lie?

Suddenly, he was full of confidence, puffed up his little chest, and walked forward, imitating Zhao Xin's steps of disowning his relatives.

"Boy, don't be nervous, Brother Duolong has reserved a place for you here."

Duolong, who was standing in the area of ​​the handyman disciples, smiled obscenely while greeting Wang Xiaoer. At a glance, this old boy really left an empty seat beside him.

"snort!"

Wang Xiaoer glanced away, ignored this unscrupulous senior, walked forward slowly, and then put his little hand in the gap of the stone pillar.

"boom!"
To be continued...