My Doomsday Territory

Walking out of the little black house, Shi Liangcai sweated on his forehead, and his back was completely wet.

There is still a trace of fear in the pupil of the eye.

"This little black house has some doorways."

He is not an ordinary person. He feels faintly. There is a mysterious power hidden in the little black house. Perhaps this is what amplifies the inner fear of these people.While ordinary people have less contact with the dark side, their resistance is stronger.

"So it turns out, is this your reliance on the Immortal Gate? It is a pity that I have been seen through this special power to screen us out..."

Even though it was quite difficult, he steadily walked out of the little black house with his tenacious will and much more spiritual power than ordinary people.

"And..." Shi Liang only looked around quietly, even if they were eliminated a lot, they still had more than a dozen people of outstanding will in Anxia who passed the assessment.

Compared with ordinary appraisers, the pass rate is far less, but originally so many people were sent, in addition to domestic high-level games, all want to get first-hand information about Xianmen, but also want to borrow the power of Xianmen to cultivate Yourself.

A dozen people are missing, but... enough!

Perhaps there are guys who do not even know their identity, hidden in it.

Shi Liangcai did not worry about the other two assessments, qualification and sincerity.

Qualifications, they are elite, naturally not bad, the average value is far beyond the ordinary assessors around.

sincerity?

Oh, Shi Liang only sneered, nothing more than judging whether a person has sincerity through his eyes and expression, but how could they be exposed after they have received professional training long ago.

Steady!

The evaluation of the small black room continues, and Shang Gongling takes the time to introduce the "history" of Xianmen to everyone.

What a thousand years of inheritance, what a guardian of the dark side, has experienced countless brilliances and ups and downs, and now in 9102, once again opened the mountain to accept the disciples.

The people who passed the first assessment at the foot of the mountain heard it with relish. These settings plus a few protagonists, it is more than enough to write a multi-million-word novel-after all, it is 10,000 years old.

A few people believe it and are not sure.

Human beings in modern society are not so simple, but as long as they plant a seed in their hearts, they will germinate in the future.

One after another, there are people who have failed the assessment, and they are full of frustration, but few people are scolding. After all, they are incapable of their abilities, especially those who are full of fear and ugliness.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Xianmen is just an ordinary school. After all, they are not too demanding and do not know what they missed.

Someone took a photo and nostalgic, ready to send to the PY circle, but found no signal around.

A group of people who had been eliminated were sent away, and occasionally the appraisers walked out of the forest panting... Xiang Jinghong will see the scenes in his eyes, take a deep breath, the fresh air deep into his heart, the whole person is relaxed A lot.

"Xianmen, it's really a treasure place."

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Xiang Jinghong discovered that the air here was fresher and the leaves were green and dripping. After a while, his waist was not sore and he was not panting.

This is just the foot of the mountain. It's hard to imagine, what kind of wonders are there on the misty mountain?

It's a pity that he can't get up. Only if he becomes a member of Xianmen, can he be qualified to enter the school.

Xiang Jinghong is somewhat envious, those who passed the assessment.

and many more,

It seems that there is no age limit for Xianmen?

Now that I am getting older, I have already planned to retreat to the second line. If I can live in a scenic and beautiful place like Xianmen, and stay healthy and play chess, it seems...very good?

Xiang Jinghong's heart was about to move.

The only thing that can't be put down is his own team-he doesn't know what restrictions Xianmen has on his disciples-whether he can pass the assessment is also a question.

He walked to the front of the mountain gate. The leader in charge of registration information, the front door manager Tang Eleven, secretly inquired.

Senior puppet Tang Tang glanced blankly.

Xiang Jinghong always felt that

It must be an illusion.

"Our Xianmen does not restrict the freedom of the disciples, as long as the quasi-door rules are followed, and the heart can be towards the Zongmen... Of course, the benefit of staying in the door is greater."

Xiang Jinghong was clear.

The assistant was instructed, and then in the surprise eyes of their team, he walked into one of the little black houses.

The squeaky wooden door closed tightly.

A member of Xiang Jinghong's team picked up the clock to start the time. Somewhat worried-Uncle Xiang was not young, and it would be bad if he was scared.

Five minutes later, Xiang Jinghong walked out of the little black house refreshingly, feeling that his spirit had sublimated.

Like many people who have passed the assessment, they have experienced hardship, but their willpower and spiritual strength are even better... but they are the spies of An Xiaguo. After much hardening, they have no effect.

Xiang Jinghong smiled, and compared with the ojbk gesture of the people in the team, he didn't feel much difficult. He really couldn't understand how so many people were eliminated?

It must be an easy life, which corrodes people's will.

He looked at the group of people sent away, mostly An Xia Guo spies, but it looked very ordinary, because the little black house tortured still looked a bit embarrassed...

You young people, don't do it!

I don't know if my colleagues were secretly despised, and Shi Liang finally waited for the long-awaited third assessment.

——Qualification test.

Hundreds of people who passed the will assessment were arranged in six columns to advance.

The serious young men and women of Xianmen stepped forward and put their hands on their shoulders, a moment later...

"by."

"Eliminate."

"Eliminate."

Until the cold voice sounded, many people were stunned.

Compared to the first and second levels, this qualification assessment is too...simple?!

Only ten seconds before and after!

Especially those who have been eliminated are unwilling in their hearts and do not understand where they are!

"I--"

When someone wanted to speak, he saw a young man who had tested his qualifications and looked at it coldly.

The words suddenly choked, and walked aside, not daring to make mistakes.

This test ended in a few minutes. As a member who passed the test, Shi Liangcai sneered in his heart.

really!

Just as he expected!

Before, their pass rate was low, but nowadays, ordinary people are brushed off by more than four-fifths in feng shui rotation, and these people with special status are only brushed off by three people.

Now there is the last hurdle left, sincerity.

Shi Liangcai expressed his stability.

After the irrelevant persons who were eliminated were sent away, the last test of sincerity was officially started.

Shi Liangcai is ready.

Holding your breath, concentrating, no matter what means you use, my eyes will not be shaken.

bring it on!

Tang Eleven, the outside manager, took a few steps forward. His eyes swept through the thirty people in front of him, and a cold voice came out:

"You, you, you... and you, fail."

The last thing he pointed was Shi Liangcai, who had a strong figure.

That complexion turned from Ward of Victory to Wardvalk.

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