Senior Brother Fan walked in the front, followed by the rest of the ten or so Foundation Builders, and at the end were thirty or forty disciples.

However, there are more than 2,400 qi refining casual practitioners who have been waiting for a long time, most of them are young male and female monks, and there are also a small number of middle-aged monks like Zhang Shiping who are in the late stage of qi training and have a relatively advanced cultivation base.

As for the Qi-refining cultivator over sixty years old, there is not a single one.

After all, the Palace of the Nine Shades has always been ruthless in its conduct. If there are old casual cultivators who have already stated that they will not accept them and have no foundation building potential, the only end will be to be killed on the spot.

This kind of thing has happened many times in the past, and the casual cultivators who practice in the vicinity know about it. At the beginning, there were some people who were lucky, but gradually there were no such people.

"Today is the day when the gate of my Nine Evil Palace is opened. All qi refining monks under 60 have the opportunity to enter. If they are over 60, it is still too late to go out. Otherwise, if we find out, then don't let us stay." As for fellow daoists in the foundation building period, if they also have the willingness to devote themselves to serving their lives, they can go to Fangshi Steward's Mansion with their disciples to rest for a while, and wait for the disciples here to be selected, and then come back to the sect with me. Uncle Master is here to personally assess you all." Senior Brother Fan said in a loud voice, scanning the crowd of people under the stage extremely sharply.

With the blessing of mana, the words were clearly heard by everyone present.

However, no one left, but eight figures walked out of them.

The casual cultivators nearby sensed the mana breath emitted by these people, and immediately stepped aside to get out of the way.

Senior Brother Fan glanced at these Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Fan Xing has met all fellow Taoists in the Hall of Nine Demons, please follow your disciples and take a rest first."

He waved lightly, and behind him, eight disciples from the outer sect of the Nine Sharks Hall in green clothes stepped forward, each of them walked to the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator, and led them away respectfully.

After all, once these Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators really get started, they will suddenly become the seniors of the inner sect. Of course, this kind of inner sect disciples who came from casual cultivators are only in name, and they cannot be compared with those inner sect foundation cultivators who are innocent.

After the eight foundation-building monks left, Fan Xing put away the smile on his face, and turned to say with a serious face:

"I don't select disciples once or twice in the Hall of the Nine Evil Spirits. Now, all Taoist friends with heavenly spirit roots, different spirit roots, double spirit roots, special spirit bodies, or those who are under 30 years old in the late stage of Qi refining can go out first. Come on stage and let us personally appraise it."

Hearing this, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and after a while, more than ten people walked out, including men, women and children, and the purple-clothed girl surnamed Du was among them.

Zhang Shiping thought for a while, and finally pushed aside the monks around him, and walked to the stage from the back of the crowd.

After all, this time, in order to find out whether Fan Shu is the person who practiced the ghost body, in addition to investigating many spiritual lands outside the Jiusha Hall, it is more important to go to the Jiusha Secret Realm.

If he were an ordinary outer disciple, he might never have the chance to get in in his life.

When all nine people were on the stage, Fan Xing wiped the storage bag on his waist, took out a palm-sized yellow mirror, and then lightly recited the magic formula in his mouth.

Following the chanting of the formula, the spiritual mirror glowed with a hazy aura, which gradually became several times larger.

A beam of pale yellow light with the thickness of a bowl shot out from the mirror, covering one of the black-clothed monks on the stage.

"Junior Yuxiu, I have met senior."

"En." Senior Brother Fan replied without saying anything.

He closed his eyes and concentrated on sensing, and after a few breaths, he put away the spell, looked at the man and nodded, and said with a smile: "You pass, first go to the side and wait."

As for the other foundation-building monks, they immediately led the other disciples of the Qi refining period down the high platform, walked to the front of each team, and began to identify more than 2,000 casual cultivators below.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, and their actions were extremely fast. The casual cultivators who passed were soon led to the open space by the disciples of the Qi refining period, and the disciples who failed were repelled on the spot.

Fan Xing cast spells again and again to investigate the remaining few people one by one.

Like Yu Xiu, the others reported their names first.

As for Zhang Shiping, he naturally passed the identification of Lingjing with ease. Although his bones are over six hundred years old, it is naturally easy to deceive him with his supernatural powers.

Now in the Hall of Nine Evil Spirits, only Fan Shu could find a trace of abnormality through personal inspection.

After another two hours, the monks in the audience finally checked all the casual cultivators.

Zhang Shiping took a glance, and knew that there were 1,329 casual cultivators who passed this time, more than half of them, many of them were monks who were over fifty years old and in the middle stage of Qi refining.

Of course, that young man Du Ming'an was also among the passing crowd. After all, this person is also a cultivator of the Three Spiritual Roots, and this level of aptitude is considered good among casual cultivators.

Although his cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Refining, he is still very young in his twenties.

Seeing this, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart suddenly became alert.

"Handsome uncle, we will be in the same family from now on~lightnovelpub.net~ The purple-clothed girl had noticed Zhang Shiping a long time ago, at this moment she quietly approached him, and said with a smile.

"My surname is Zhang, you can call me Uncle Zhang, and in the future, don't get close to other monks so easily. Your elder brother must have taught you this, and you must be on guard against others." Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"That's right. Minglan, your experience is still inexperienced, but you must keep this in mind. This is a golden word." Fan Xing nodded and said.

Then he turned his hands and took out a small black wooden boat several inches long, and tossed it casually, the boat swelled in the wind and turned into a length of more than two feet.

The black wooden flying boat floated sideways against the edge of the high platform, and Fan Xing took the lead on board.

"Come up, you are about to set off to return to the sect."

When everyone heard the words, they got on the flying boat immediately.

On Du Minglan's side, she looked at Fan Xing and asked crisply: "Senior, my brother is in the audience, can he join us?"

"Okay." Fan Xing nodded.

"Brother, come up." Du Minglan immediately waved to the audience and shouted.

Du Mingan in the crowd followed the shout and looked up.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then walked forward quickly.

He went up to the high platform, and before stepping on the black wooden flying boat, he said respectfully: "Junior Du Ming'an pays his respects to senior, and fellow Taoists."

"Come on." Fan Xing said without changing his expression.

Among the more than ten foundation-building monks in the audience, someone took out a small boat from the storage bag, and it swelled to a size of thirty or forty feet in the wind, six to seven feet wide, and was divided into four layers from top to bottom. Each floor has dozens to hundreds of rooms.

The foundation-building Qi-refining cultivators of the Nine Sharks Hall stepped onto the flying boat first, and then the thousand or so casual cultivators went up.

Afterwards, with the small black wooden boat in front and the huge boat behind, it flew away from Fang City and headed straight for the depths of Liyun Mountain Range.