In the early morning, the sky was gray and bright. Chen Huixian finished his overnight practice, felt the pure sword energy in his body, and slowly opened his eyes.

puff……!

A golden flame hangs before his eyes, burning the void.

The golden flames bloomed, and the sword energy as subtle as rice grains rose and died, and the flame itself was flowing with its own Taoist rhyme, extremely deep.

"In thirteen years, the golden flame sword light in the body of the mind has invaded the soul, the flesh and bloodline, and has become one's own magical power."

Chen Huixian thought about the cultivation over the years and had some strength to draw swords and ask the world. Instead, Chen Huixian thought of something and murmured to himself:

"It's a pity that the second soul is not a real true spirit after all. Even if he forcibly pinched the three souls and seven spirits, the spiritual consciousness born was a bit less delicious. He could only rely on the golden flame sword light to make up for this innate difference."

Pushing the door and Chen Huixian came to the lake outside the house.

The wind was howling by the lake, and the lake water hit the embankment, and the gray area was beyond the sight.

Chen Huixianxu took a step and came to the lake in an instant. With a wave of the long sword in his hand, he practiced his sword skills on this spacious lake.

Chen Huixian's move was straight and peaceful, as if there was no wave, and the undercurrent flowed in the lake, and the swimming fish he came into contact with was pushed away without any injury.

His sword skills have long been superb and returned to nature. Each sword does not consume the sword essence in his body, and the sword energy also arises from the sharpness of the long sword.

The morning sun was born and shone on the Yao Pool. The golden light reflected the reflection of the glittering light put on a layer of golden coat for the immortal Chen Hui.

Shortly after the sun rose, Chen Huixian stopped practicing and returned to the yard to have breakfast. The slave sent by Li was waiting aside. After Chen Huixian finished eating, he spoke to him over.

"Are the military advisor interested in going to watch?"

Chen Huixian invited Yang Du to go with him. He did not have much hope for this disciple selection. Ordinary guidance was irrelevant, but even a registered disciple, it was not an easy thing to be as good as his Dharma eyes.

There were more than 100,000 elite soldiers in the prison-controlling army, and only seven were named after the Shen Huixian.

Ten people came all the way to the main hall of the intermediate courtyard. There were already dense crowds of people gathered in the square outside the hall, and they had already been looking forward to it.

"Sir, these are all my disciples of the Montessus. Please choose one or two..."

Li's words were a little nervous. She knew very well that being attracted by Chen Huixian, then this disciple would have the opportunity to become an immortal from a human being. For the Meng family, the benefits were self-evident.

Although the Montessori clan is powerful and everyone can practice it, it is also an extremely difficult road for them to achieve Yin Gods, ghosts and immortals.

Chen Huixian looked at the Montessori who stood in the square, with a number of up to five hundred descendants, who were only twenty-five years old, and had just learned to walk.

They didn't speak, but their eyes were unblocked, and they were eager and full of vitality.

Becoming an immortal and eternal life is the ultimate pursuit of the human race.

"My name is Xin Sheng. I think you know who I am. Why I am here, so I will not repeat it. Next, I will select registered disciples from you to practice with me. My criteria for choosing disciples are difficult, and simple. As long as you dare to look at my eyes for ten seconds, it means you are destined to be with me."

Chen Huixian stood facing them, his voice loud and his slow attitude made the originally nervous disciples even more nervous.

"What is this method of taking disciples? Is it really that simple?"

"If my grandfather hadn't said he was a master, he would have been a liar."

"I heard from my grandmother that this master is good at magic in my eyes. It seems that I have to be very careful and not retreat."

Looking at the Montessori disciples who looked like a drum, the seven disciples who followed Chen Huixian showed intriguing smiles on their faces.

They were not accepted as registered disciples by Chen Huixian, but they had experienced this kind of sword pupils personally, which was not a good memory.

"Let's start..."

Chen Huixian closed his eyes and opened them, and many of the Meng disciples who looked at him felt countless sword energy flying towards him.

A thousand years at a glance!

The Montessori disciples in the square changed in an instant, and they felt that they had appeared in another world.

The world is still the Mansion of the General of Prison, but there is no one around, and the houses have become deserted and dilapidated, as if hundreds of years have passed.

"this……!"

Everyone's reaction was stammering, looking at their arms in disbelief, or giving them a hard time.

pain……!

Feeling the pain from the body, they know that it is not fake.

"How is this possible? This is not true..."

Before they could accept this situation, a dark cloud suddenly shrouded in the sky, and a whimpering ghost roar came.

The next moment, countless memories suddenly appeared in my mind, which was a set of swordsmanship.

The sword technique was infused with snarling in, and tens of thousands of evil spirits were already coming. Their hideous faces, pale pupils, and bloody mouths were roaring extremely shrill.

"ah……"

“Ahhhh…”

...

Screams came one after another.

In just one moment, the outside world only took less than a second. Li and the others knew that Chen Huixian had just said it was just beginning, but nearly half of the disciples collapsed to the ground screaming.

well……!

Li understood that these disciples were afraid that they would fail, and she was a little angry. She was very fond of several of these people, but she didn't expect that they would be so useless and failed without even holding on for a second.

This elimination has not stopped yet, and the screams have not stopped. Most of them have been destroyed in an instant, and less than twenty people are remaining to persevere.

"this……!"

Li's face looked extremely ugly. She couldn't help but secretly glance at Chen Huixian, thinking in her heart whether Chen Huixian was deliberately embarrassing her.

But then I thought about it and thought that I had not neglected him, and his relationship with his husband was very good, so it was impossible to do this.

At this time, several hours have passed in the fantasy world. Not only has the evil ghosts not disappeared, but other ghosts have also appeared. Those who can survive choose to retreat as soon as possible and struggle with the familiar environment.

"It is not advisable to go head-on. It is not okay to just run away...!"

Chen Huixian took their situation into consideration, and the illusion changed again.

"Help...help...help..."

Mengguan leaped over the city wall and avoided the pursuit of the corpse ghosts. He vaguely heard someone shouting for help. His expression changed and he said to himself:

"It's the eighth sister, it's not good..."

The eighth sister is Mengguan’s real sister. His memory is blinded. Forgotten himself. This is a test. He only remembers the sudden appearance of the evil ghost and did not have time to retreat.

Not only Mengguan, but other people who are still insisting have heard this voice, and they are all the ones they care about the most and care about the most.
Chapter completed!