After a few more furnaces, you will be basically proficient in mastering the power of this body.

Her strength has improved rapidly. In more than a month, from the peak of the fifth rank to the peak of the sixth rank, it is a whole big rank. In more than a month, it is a question whether others can improve a small rank.

Meng Changjin, however, has improved to a great level.

In fact, this should have a crucial relationship with Meng Changjin's constant travel through the world.

After all, counting the time spent in each world, there are hundreds of years.

Having experienced the lives of different people, Hongchen realized that this kind of thing usually seems useless, but when the time is accumulated enough, it will be reflected when it is needed.

For example, such a rapid progress this time, with someone else's experience, forty or fifty years of experience, and such a rapid improvement, will definitely be affected, not like Meng Changjin, who has nothing to do.

At least there should be a period of adaptation.

But Meng Changjin didn't, and she didn't need to, her mentality could completely match her strength, and even if she suddenly reached the ninth-rank realm, she didn't have to worry at all.

The only thing you need to pay attention to is the control of power.

There is power, but if it is not used, it will cause a waste of power.

Meng Changjin silently took out the medicinal materials from the storage bag and continued to concoct alchemy.

For Meng Changjin, alchemy is also a way to master strength.

It is also the most suitable and cost-effective way for her.

Just when Meng Changjin started the next furnace, outside, everyone waited left and right, but there was no bang.

Others wondered, wondering if they had miscalculated the time.

Or, after the last fryer, the head felt that he had no hope of success, so he just gave up?

As for the last possibility, everyone didn't dare to think about it very much, thought about it, but they didn't dare to hold too much hope for it. It was just that such a thought emerged in their hearts and was thrown out of their minds.

There was no longer a loud bang in the head yard, and everyone no longer paid attention to this side, because there were other excitements to watch.

Elder Xin Lan brought a few direct disciples to Baizong City to collect new disciples and came back!

The new disciples are watching the excitement, this is the old yellow calendar of Wanhuangzong.

Regardless of the fact that the Wanhuang Sect has only been established for a few hundred years, there are also some traditional customs passed down by the predecessors.

For example, the old disciples watched the excitement of the new disciples.

When a new disciple enters the sect, there will be a small trial.

This small trial is not challenging for the old disciples, but it is still quite difficult for the new disciples.

It will also eliminate some unqualified disciples, so although it seems that more than 200 disciples are accepted every year, there are only more than 100 who actually remain.

It's normal to brush off 20% or 30% of it.

The restrictions on the periphery of Wanhuang Zong’s crime fluctuated, and the elders Bian Yu rushed to the mountain gate to inquire about the situation.

The trial level has existed for hundreds of years, and it is only necessary to bring the newly recruited disciples directly there and explain the rules. Now, it is naturally Elder Xin Lan and others who touch the restriction and cause fluctuations.

Elder Bian Yu went to the mountain gate. He didn't retreat or just came out of retreat. Anyway, the disciples of Wanhuang Sect who didn't have anything important also came to watch the excitement.

This kind of situation happens every year when new disciples come to the sect, so the elders did not directly drive them away.

As soon as everyone arrived at the mountain gate, they saw the flying boat controlled by Elder Xin Lan stopped outside the mountain gate.

Xin Lan flew down first, and then went to follow the family members from the past, Yao Bingyu, Udon and others, and jumped down from the flying boat one by one.

The Great Elder Bian Yu glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly. There was no Wu Shaoqi in it.

The first elder, Bian Yu, looked at Elder Xin Lan with a puzzled look on his face.

Several elders have a lot of opinions on the direct disciple of the head.

No one else lost, but Wu Shaoqi was lost. If the headmaster knew about this, I'm afraid it would not be good.

Xin Lan wouldn't be so confused, would he?

Elder Xin Lan, who received the inquiry from the elder's eyes, saw the other party's face and knew that the elder had misunderstood.

"Go back and talk about it." Elder Xin Lan looked at the surrounding disciples and said.

The first elder heard what Xin Lan said, nodded, and several elders flew up and left quickly.

Several elders have left, but some of the people who have followed to receive apprentices are still there.

The disciples here have a good relationship with several here, and they all began to inquire about the situation.

The most frequently asked questions are the situation of accepting disciples this time, as well as some external situations.

There were also some people who discovered that there were eight direct disciples when they went out, but only seven came back.

Wu Shaoqi, the head of the family, has disappeared.

Someone began to ask about Wu Shaoqi, and the expressions of several direct disciples became very complicated.

Even Yao Bingyu, who had always had a frosty face, had a stiff expression on his face for a moment.

Several direct passers-by glanced at each other, and the unified reply was - you will know soon.

After speaking, he neatly pushed aside the crowd and walked into the sect.

Everyone was stunned by such an answer. What happened to make the faces of several direct disciples pale?

How doubtful everyone is in their hearts. A few of them personally don't know, and even if they do, they won't care.

"That guy Wu Shaoqi is so foolish." Udong glanced at Yao Bingyu and said in a dazed tone.

Obviously, up to now, she is still a little bit unrecovered.

Yao Bingyu's face froze slightly again, and she did not speak.

Udon looked away slightly disappointed, raised his hands to hug the back of his head, and whistled twice in boredom.

...

"Wu Shaoqi, you are so foolish." In the discussion hall, Elder Xin Lan said these words, and when the words fell, he exhaled a long breath.

The other four elders didn't know why, and looked at Xin Lan one after another.

"What the hell is going on, why didn't Wu Shaoqi come with you?" Bian Yu didn't know what Wu Shaoqi had fooled, but she only knew that if Xin Lan lost the direct disciple of the head, the head might be angry.

How much favored Wu Shaoqi is, everyone in the room knows it, and Xin Lan is also very clear.

"I'm back, not with us, but with the group of preparatory disciples." Xin Lan shook his head and sighed.

"What's the reason for this?" Cen Rong frowned.

"Do you know how many disciples we have accepted this time?" Xin Lan did not rush to answer the question, but instead asked.

A few people were puzzled. Could it be that there was a problem with even accepting disciples?

Before Xin Lan set off, everyone negotiated to accept more than 200 people.

At that time, 20% to 30% will be eliminated from the trials, which will be similar to previous years.

Now it seems that something has changed.

"Four hundred and fifty-six people!" Xin Lan said the number without waiting for everyone to guess.