Lu Li didn't expect that he could pass the second round so easily, and it was instantly instantly. He walked out of the light gate and looked at him, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The location he was standing at this time was in a palace, which was huge, at least hundreds of thousands of square meters. Ninety-nine jade pillars reached the top of the palace, and were hollowed out two meters away, and a night pearl as big as a basketball was embedded inside.

"As soon as you enter the palace gate, it's very suitable to use it here!"

Lu Li thought to himself, stepping towards the center of the palace because he could feel that there was someone there.

"Huh? Have you passed?"

With a confused voice, the man turned around and looked that it was Prince Yang Ling. He looked up and down at Lu Li and asked in shock: "Have you defeated your opponent?"

Lu Li smiled and bowed: "It's just a lucky person."

"You wait first."

As the prince, Yang Ling often goes to the Seven Orifices Tower to experience it. Every time he is more dirt-like than his opponent's tragedy. It is difficult to pass within a short time. He has never heard of Lu Li's speed, let alone seen it, and has never even heard of it.

Lu Li's speed was too fast, and he even suspected that the person in front of him was cheating. There was no way. For the sake of accuracy, he would like to ask his father Yang Xing first.

After a while, Yang Ling opened his eyes, strode towards Lu Li, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Lu has outstanding talent and strong combat power. Yang Ling admires it."

"Don't dare."

Since it is confirmed that Lu Li has indeed passed the second round, it is even more rare to come from the sixth-grade sect, Yang Ling suddenly became interested in recruiting. He was able to firmly sit in the position of prince for more than a hundred years, and now he is at the peak of the divine realm. Whether it is mental or dealing with people, he naturally has his own cleverness.

"I heard that fellow Daoist Lu came from the sixth-grade sect, the Hanging Sword Sect, I wonder if it is true or false?" Yang Ling asked with some advice.

"The Xuan Jian Sect is indeed a sixth-grade sect." Lu Li replied.

"Oh, it's really aggrieved to stay in the sixth-grade sect like Brother Lu." Yang Ling sighed, with a look of emotion, as if he was very worthless for Lu Li.

He glanced at Lu Li invisibly and said with a smile: "In the Great Sui Empire, there are five most powerful forces, namely the four third-grade sects and Wushuang Academy."

Lu Li nodded.

After Heyun Valley advanced to the third-grade sect, there were four third-grade sects in the Sui Dynasty. Wushuang Academy was opened by the imperial royal family, and children of each family were selected to join. In terms of foundation alone, it was no less than that of the third-grade sect.

The existence of Wushuang Academy is exactly the confidence that Yang Xing was able to control the Great Sui Empire.

Seeing Lu Li nodding, Yang Ling smiled indifferently, "Forgive Yang for his words. Fellow Daoist Lu is young and has outstanding talent. With the foundation of the sixth-grade sect, it is difficult for fellow Daoist Lu to achieve something. As for breaking the void, there is no hope."

When Lu Li heard this, he immediately understood what Yang Ling meant.

As the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty, he immediately became interested in poaching when he found out that he was unusual. If other monks shone brightly in the genius battle, but were from the sixth-grade sect and were poached by the prince Yang Ling himself, he would be very moved.

"Your Highness, I have lived in the Xuanjian Sect since I was a child. The Xuanjian Sect is my home. As the saying goes, a dog does not despise his family as poor, and a son does not despise his mother as ugly. No matter what, I will never leave the Xuanjian Sect." Lu Li declined politely.

Yang Ling seemed to have known this for a long time, and there was no sign of depression on his face, but he smiled even more: "Fellow Daoist Lu said this badly. Wushuang Academy is not a sect. Although most of them are family children, it is not limited to this. As long as he passes the academy assessment, even the disciples of the sect can join. Moreover, the academy has few rules and many exercises. As long as he does not violate the orders of his father and does not do anything that harms the interests of the Great Sui Dynasty, he is actually quite free."

"With Brother Lu's talent, once you join Wushuang Academy, you will immediately become the best among the students in the inner school. The earth-level martial arts, fourth-grade elixirs, and supreme magic weapons are definitely not a problem."

Speaking of this, Yang Ling suddenly approached and said mysteriously: "By the way, my sister Ningyan is also a student in the inner courtyard. As long as your performance is excellent enough, she might be able to look at her differently."

"Forehead?"

Hearing this, Lu Li's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched. In order to win over himself, the prince really tried his best and actually used his own sister as a bargaining chip.

Lu Li naturally didn't know that the second round was the top priority for this genius selection. Combined with the performance of the two rounds, the people from the mysterious place had already made some choices, and the final ranking of the third round was not very useful.

Lu Li stood out in the second round, surpassing others, and naturally he had the most hope to become a disciple of the nine major sects.

Yang Ling thought it very clearly. Now he invited him and showed sincerity. If Lu Li was fortunate to be valued by the nine major sects, he would be to make good relationships. If he was not valued in the end, it would be better.

A young genius monk will not have too many powers.

"Your Highness, I'm really sorry, I'm more used to the Hanging Sword Sect."

Rejected by Lu Li again, Yang Ling's eyes flashed and he smiled faintly: "Since that's the case, I hope Fellow Daoist Lu will enter the top ten successfully and be qualified to enter the mysterious place."

Lu Li smiled and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your good words."

After all, he is the crown prince of the empire, and he is more than ten thousand people. He can say so much to Lu Li, which is entirely because he values ​​his talent. Since he cannot recruit him now, Yang Ling quickly restored his prince's dignity and stopped talking about it.

Lu Li was even more lazy to pay attention to him, stood with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes to rest.

After a while, the light door opened again. Lu Li turned his head and looked at it. His eyes suddenly lit up and he strode forward.

"Qing Xuan, have you passed?"

Unexpectedly, the second one passed was not one of the three Hibiscus, but Xia Qingxuan, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

However, her expression was quite confused. She probably didn't expect to defeat her opponent so quickly that she had not yet reacted for a while.

Looking up, Xia Qingxuan's eyes were wide open, and she was very happy.

"Lu Li!"

"Haha, it's not bad, I didn't embarrass me." Lu Li laughed and joked.

When Xia Qingxuan heard this, she glared at him fiercely, then waved her fist: "You dare to say it again!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, please spare your life."

Lu Li waved his hands together, looking like he was scared.

On the other side, Yang Ling was about to come over, but found that Lu Li and Xia Qingxuan were casual and intimate. He couldn't help but be stunned, and then suddenly realized.

No wonder this kid is indifferent to his recruitment, and even speaking to his sister is useless. It turns out that he has long been related to Fairy Qingxuan in Heyun Valley, and the relationship is quite good.

"Hey, is it that he is going to go into Heyun Valley? It's very likely!" Thinking of this, Yang Ling glanced at Lu Li, with a little disdain in his eyes.

It’s ridiculous to say that it’s hard to abandon the sect. It turns out that it has a purpose long ago, and it’s really ridiculous!

After Xia Qing yelps, only one stick of incense was passed, the light gate opened for the third time. Then, a slender figure walked into the palace. It was a girl with a beautiful appearance.

She carried a long sword on her back, looking neither sad nor happy. She could feel the bitter sword intent from a long distance.

This woman is Mu Jin, one of the three great fairies in the empire and the chief disciple of the Sword Emperor Sect. (To be continued.)
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