Three days later.

At the beginning of the rise of Chaoyang, the assessment of the disciples of the Qiannian sect of the seven holy palaces officially began today. The assessment method is the martial arts club.

The square is already full of people. Almost all the friars of the seven holy palaces have come. There are enough 82000 disciples of the sect to participate in the martial arts event!

In the end, the top three disciples can get rewards, and the higher the ranking is, the more rewards they will get.

Near the center of the square stands a row of seats, with hundreds of exquisite and gorgeous white jade benches, which are special seats for sect elders and senior managers.

Every time the disciples of the seven holy palaces are assessed, all elders must be present!

Often, the top 100 monks will be accepted by the sect elders as their own disciples. The seven holy palaces pay most attention to inheritance. All sect elders must accept disciples.

The past assessment meeting of disciples in the seven holy palaces is basically the only way for all elders to choose their disciples and successors. Naturally, all elders don't want to miss it.

The scene is very lively. The martial arts club hasn't officially started yet. A large number of disciples of the school gathered in groups of three or two and talked about one after another.

"Senior brother Liu, have you heard? This time, the monks who are the first in the martial arts will be rewarded by the ancestors of Tianying. "

"Tut Tut, the great man who shows the mountain and doesn't leak, even cares about the assessment of disciples? What a strange thing. "

"What's strange about this? Before that, the ancestor also took a monk from the early days of immortals as an apprentice. This is a strange thing."

"I've heard about this for a long time. I can be accepted as an apprentice by my ancestors. I'm really envious of you. I don't know if that friar will participate in the sect assessment."

"I'm kidding. They are the sect elders appointed by the ancestors. Why should they compete with our common disciples?"

"Alas, although the ancient ancestor of Tianying represents the power symbol of the seven holy palaces of Meishan, it's unfair for other elite disciples to arrange a friar to be the elder only in the early days of Renxian cultivation."

"Yes, a monk in the early days of immortality is not qualified to be an elder of the seven holy palaces!"

"Shhh, keep your voice down and discuss the elder Shen Lang openly. Aren't you afraid to provoke others?"

Several monks gathered together and quietly discussed the mysterious elder Shen Lang of the sect recently.

Shen Lang's fame has been spread in the seven holy palaces for a long time. Almost everyone will discuss the origin of the new elder and some recent rumors.

At the moment, Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er are already in the crowd. Shen Lang's ears can hear the sound of such discussions.

There is a big gap between the identity of the ancestor Tianying and his own identity. The disciples of the seventh holy palace really look down upon him as a new elder.

Shen Lang now understands that the reason why the ancestor of Tianying wanted to get the first place in the sect's assessment before is probably that he also wanted to establish prestige in the sect.

In order to avoid attracting people's eyes and ears, Shen Lang deliberately wears a mask that can isolate the divine sense from investigation. Before he really shows his strength, he doesn't like to be too eye-catching.

Xia Shan'er finds Ning Xiaoyao in the crowd for the first time, and forcibly pulls her over. She starts talking.

Ning Xiaoyao only wanted to keep a distance from Shen Lang, but she couldn't resist Xia Shan'er, so she had to follow her behind Shen Lang.

Seeing that Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao are astonishing in appearance, many monks come forward to chat with each other, but they are all repulsed by Ning Xiaoyao's cold voice.

At this time, a big demon named Jin Zhanyuan, the leader of the law enforcement Hall of the seventh holy palace, came to the sky in the distance wearing a golden armor, a cape and a cow horn!

Jin Zhanyuan was followed by a young demon of the same size. It was his son, Jin Hong.

"I have met the master of Jintang!"

The disciples around the square were in a commotion and saluted to the gold exhibition.

There are five hall leaders in the seven holy palaces, second only to yuan Tianzong, the leader of the palace. Disciples of the sect must salute when they see the leader.

"Don't be polite!"

Jin Zhanyuan waved his cloak, and the sound of the urn was like the air passage: "today, apart from the palace Lord and the ancestor, there is no need to salute other hall masters and elders. Disciples of all schools are patient and wait for the fighting to begin."

"Yes!"

All the disciples answered.

Among the five hall masters, Jin Zhanyuan is of high prestige and is deeply respected by the disciples.

When Shen Lang's eyes lifted, the gold Zhanyuan was his benefactor. He wanted to go up and say hello, but considering the untimely situation, he did.

To Shen Lang's surprise, he disappeared for more than 80 years, and Jin Hong broke through the cultivation of human immortals, which shows that this guy has made great efforts in cultivation.

Jin Zhanyuan sat in the Presbyterian seat in front of the square. After exchanging greetings with several elders, he said a few words to his son, Jin Hong.

"Hum, Father knows you are fierce and aggressive, but you are the descendant of the Seven Saints after all. You need to have courage and mind. Do not take the lives of fellow monks in this fight, do you understand? " Jin Zhanyuan stares at Jin Hong and says.

"I understand."

"Father, you said that Shen Lang would really take part in the assessment of disciples of this sect?" he asked

"Shen Lang will join us. If you really meet him as your opponent, it's also your luck. Do your best. " Jin Zhanyuan said not coldly.

"Yes, children should do their best!"

Jin Hong hugged him heavily and flashed a strong sense of war in his eyes.

Since the last defeat to Shen Lang in the beast forest, Jin Hong felt a great sense of frustration. He went back to the seven holy palaces and closed down for cultivation. Finally, he broke through himself more than ten years ago and was promoted to the middle stage of the human immortal!

After breaking through the middle stage of Renxian, Jinhong's self-confidence exploded, and he dreamed of fighting with shenlang again.

However, half a month ago, he suddenly learned that Shen Lang had joined the seven holy palaces and was accepted as an apprentice by the ancient ancestor of Tianying. His accomplishments also reached the realm of human beings and immortals. Jin Hong was greatly shocked.

I thought I could beat Shen Lang, but he came after me.

There is no timidity in Jinhong's heart. Even though he knows that shenlang's fighting power is not the same as before, he is still eager to fight with shenlang!

In a short time, Yang He, the leader of the hall of punishment, also flew to the square with Yang Wei and caused a stir.

Every time important sect disciples are assessed, the eldest descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan will take turns to show up with their children, which is also the rule of the conference.

Because the position of the palace leader of the seven holy palaces was basically controlled by the descendants of the seven holy palaces. From the strength of the descendants of the Seven Saints, we can vaguely see the strength of the Seven Saints' palace sect in the future.

Since he was beaten by Shen Lang last time, Yang Wei is so decadent that he dare not release zique platform to pretend to be forced. He sneaks into the crowd in a low-key way.

Yang Wei's appearance did not cause much sensation. Among the descendants of the Seven Saints, Yang Wei is almost the worst one. He is arrogant and domineering in ordinary times, and the disciples of the Seven Saints' palace don't like him very much. But the next new face, it really caused a sensation.