Seeking collection, seeking red envelopes. The red envelopes are really bleak!

  Then, under the judge's indication, Li Hui walked up to that high platform. On the left side of the platform, a special place was reserved for these ten newly selected inner door disciples.

  At this time, this area was empty, with only Li Hui standing alone. The trials on the other nine arenas had not yet ended.

  In the following time, there were more and more successful cultivators coming up one after another.

  Half an hour later, all ten dueling platforms had finished their matches.

  The one called Zhao Liang, the foundation-building cultivator, stood up and announced: "This time, the Bi Xiang Men is open to recruit disciples. The trial for entering the sect has come to an end. A total of 500 disciples have entered under my Bi Xiang Men, among which there are ten winners who will become inner door disciples of our sect!"

  A burst of applause erupted from below the stage. At this moment, besides those 490 cultivators who were finally able to become outer disciples of Bi Xiang Gate, there were many relatives and friends of theirs present, and they naturally felt happy for them. Even those cultivators who had merely come to watch the scene felt that it was worth their while.

  Zhao Liang continued: "The remaining 490 will become outer door disciples of our sect, please divide into ten teams and ascend to these ten arenas."

  The scene below suddenly became chaotic, with people constantly jumping up and rushing to one of the ten arenas. Some arenas had more people, while others had fewer, and after several adjustments, each arena finally had forty-nine monks.

  At this time, some of the monks watching from below were admiring, while others shook their heads in regret. Those who felt regretful were naturally the monks who thought they had a good chance but ended up being eliminated.

  At this moment, ten Jikong monks floated down onto the ten arenas. The monks who were originally chatting with each other on the arena suddenly fell silent and stood in a neat and tidy manner facing the spectator stands.

  At this time, a disciple of the third generation of Bi Xiangmen walked out, holding a name book: "This time, the Bi Xiangmen entrance test, the new top ten inner door disciples are Li Hui, Shi Qing, Jia Xu..."

  Whenever a person's name is mentioned, that person steps forward and bows to the foundation monks in the stands before returning to their place in line.

  Another commotion erupted from the crowd below, with many casting envious glances at these ten cultivators. Once they entered the Bi Xiao Gate, there was a high possibility of successfully building their foundation and formally embarking on the path of cultivation, possibly even going further. To put it simply, foundation-building cultivators possessed over two hundred years of lifespan, whereas Qi-refining cultivators were no different from ordinary people, only possibly living twenty to thirty years longer before ultimately returning to dust.

  Then, the names of the 490 outer disciples who were selected were read out. This time, because there were more people and they were farther away, the cultivators who were called only needed to loudly respond with a "Present".

  The roll call is complete, and the third-generation disciple of Bi Xiao Men smiled at Li Hui and the other ten inner disciples, as well as the outer disciples on the arena, cupped his hands and said loudly: "Fellow junior brothers, from now on we are fellow sect members! Later, we will return to Shanmen for the grand ceremony of entering the sect, please make preparations!"

  He then turned to the monks gathered below and said: "This time our sect is opening its doors to recruit new disciples, thank you all for coming to witness this ceremony!"

  This disciple seems to be responsible for assisting in hosting some major events within the sect, with elegant words and proper behavior, earning people's praise.

  Then, the foundation repairman named Zhao Liang stood up, waved his hand, and a small green flying boat appeared in front of him, growing into a giant boat against the wind. The other foundation repairmen on the stage also took out their own flying boats one after another.

  The ten foundation-laying monks on the altars also waved their hands and released a fleet of flying boats.

  These flying boats appeared again, causing a burst of astonishment among the monks watching from below.

  The disciples of Bi Xiang Men on the stage stepped onto several flying boats, and Li Hui and ten other cultivators also stepped onto a separate flying boat left for them.

  On the arena, 490 cultivators also stepped onto their own flying boats on their respective arenas.

  Zhaoliang's flying boat took the lead and flew up, followed by more than a dozen other flying boats that simultaneously rushed into the sky and flew above the clouds. So many flying boats formed a magnificent fleet in flight, this scene was majestic! The surrounding cultivators exclaimed in shock!

  Standing on the flying boat, looking at the crowd, houses and city walls below gradually becoming smaller, Li Hui and the other ten monks all felt both strange and excited.

  In a moment, the flying boat rushed to the clouds, flew on the white clouds, and the wind passed by, blowing the sleeves of the robe rustling. The white clouds were underfoot, and the flying boat was flying in the blue sky, just like sailing on the sea. Those white clouds were like waves rolling over. Looking down through the gaps between the clouds, Ling Xiang City became a small city, and those buildings that looked tall in the city were as small as a small box.

  Li Hui and the other nine new disciples were taking such a flying boat to fly in the clouds for the first time, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, calling out to each other and pointing at the scenery below.

  The standing officer at the bow of the flying boat, the foundation repairman, also seemed to understand the emotions of these new disciples and did not say much at this time, letting these newcomers be shocked.

  The flying boat flew extremely fast, heading straight for the Bixiao Gate in the due north direction of Lingxiao City. About two quarters of an hour later, a peak that pierced the clouds appeared in front, with lush green trees and dense foliage on the mountain top, but no buildings were seen.

  Just as Li Hui and others were guessing how much longer it would take to enter the Azure Sky Gate, the flying boat suddenly lowered its altitude and flew straight towards the high peak in front of them!

  Several disciples in the Qi Refining stage on the flying boat almost shouted out, but these people were also among the best of the Qi Refining stage cultivators, and they managed to control themselves and not make a sound.

  However, the situation was different for the next few flying boats. Among the new disciples recruited this time, not a single woman was among the top ten who entered the inner door, but there were also many female cultivators among the top 500 who became outer door disciples. At this moment, only a burst of screams could be heard from behind, and even some male disciples cried out in surprise. Among them, one scream was exceptionally loud and clear, and it could be heard clearly on several flying boats in front and back, even the foundation-building cultivator who was driving the flying boat couldn't help but frown and turn his head to look back.

  Li Hui quickly identified the shout as coming from Qin Gang, who had a loud voice. Thinking of Qin Gang's silly appearance, Li Hui couldn't help but smile slightly.

  But at this time, the other cultivators on the flying boat couldn't laugh, they all looked tense and watched the foundation-building cultivator who was controlling the flying boat in front of them. Seeing that this cultivator was still calm and composed, manipulating the flying boat to move forward quickly, they felt slightly relieved.

  Li Hui had seen the illusory realm in Yuan Huan's immortal mansion, and his heart was greatly calmed, guessing that the mountain peaks ahead were also formed by illusions.

  The flying boat was getting closer and closer to the mountain peak, and it seemed that it would crash into it at any moment. At this time, the Jigong monk who was driving the flying boat still didn't make any movement, and Li Hui's heart couldn't help but feel tense.

  At the moment when the flying boat crashed into the mountain peak, the monks on the flying boat held their breath, and behind them came wave after wave of screams. At this time, the foundation-building monk who was driving the imperial flying boat calmly cast a spell.

  The flying boat and the mountain peak merged together like a ripple on the water, and the flying boat disappeared into this ripple.