After the substitute junior sister was reborn, all nine senior brothers regretted it

Gu Qinglan, Yun Lanlan, Wei Yue, Feng Yuhen, and Han Fengwan of the Xuanwu Sect, they are like bright stars. Because of their high ranking on the Prodigy List and their outstanding performance in the secret realm, they seem to have emerged from their cocoons. The butterfly has squeezed into the enviable top ten.

The other five disciples, to Gu Qinglan, are as unfamiliar as the flowing clouds in the sky. They have not yet had the fate to meet each other, so he cannot call out their names.

The captain's eyes were like meteors flying among the stars, passing over the faces of the ten disciples one by one.

His voice was low and powerful, like an ancient mantra coming from the horizon, echoing in everyone's heart: "No need to be reserved, just speak freely."

Although he didn't show too much warmth to these new disciples, it seemed that for Shangxie's sake, his words were a little less rough and a little more calm.

The captain's orders always carry an unquestionable majesty, and his words reveal his disdain for the rankings on the Genius List: "Let's go backwards, the tenth one comes first."

He seems to intend to break the rules, go against the order, and challenge the established rules. Just like his unruly character, he always wants to go against the rules of the world.

In his eyes, it seemed that this ranking was just a cloud.

Gu Qinglan's heart was filled with turbulent waves and her thoughts were racing. She tried to figure out Captain Origami's preferences in detail.

She secretly thought that the reverse order arrangement might be just what she wanted, providing her with an excellent opportunity to carefully observe the captain's reaction and attitude towards other disciples.

The tenth disciple walked forward cautiously with a trace of undisguised nervousness, and with an almost pious attitude, he respectfully announced his door.

However, the captain didn't seem to be interested in the disciple's family background. He just waved his hand lightly, and his casual gesture seemed to say that to him, these were just passing clouds.

Suddenly, the captain took out a seemingly ordinary small stone from his sleeve.

When the stone was thrown in front of his disciples in an understatement, a shocking change took place.

The small stone swelled into a huge stone tablet in an instant. It was three people high and four people wide enough to hug it. The transformation was so dramatic that it was jaw-dropping.

The surface of this stone tablet is as smooth as a mirror, and it is densely engraved with names using sword energy. Each name seems to carry a legendary story.

The captain's voice sounded again, with a hint of cynicism: "This is a small stone I picked up on the road. When I picked it up, I found that it was engraved with the names of some famous people, which is quite interesting.

"The road is vast, and there are so many people who are awe-inspiring. If you have someone you admire in your heart, you can engrave their name on this stone tablet."

His words seemed to reveal his respect for the heroes in the world of immortality, and at the same time, he gave his disciples a chance to express their respect.

This moment is not only a test for the disciples, but also a spiritual touch, allowing them to remember the names worthy of respect and imitation on the road to immortality.

On the high celestial platform, the twelve elders looked at each other, with a hint of helplessness and joking in their eyes, as if they were communicating silently: "Are you doing this again?"

But the tenth disciple was filled with excitement. He didn't expect that the captain's question was so simple that he almost jumped for joy.

He excitedly pulled out the sword from his waist and walked firmly towards the boulder, preparing to carve his name into the legendary stone.

However, just when the tip of his sword was about to touch the boulder, a powerful spiritual power burst out from the stone tablet, like a roaring wave in the sea, knocking his sword away, and his body was also blown away by this force. repel.

The disciples in the audience were immediately in an uproar. They had never thought that this seemingly ordinary stone actually contained such terrifying spiritual power.

Obviously, without sufficient strength, it is impossible to leave traces on this stone tablet.

The tenth disciple on the Tianjiao List looked very frightened at the moment. His performance was not satisfactory. The trepidation with which he reported his home before, and the embarrassment of being knocked away by a boulder now, make people doubt whether he really deserves this ranking.

When the captain saw this, he let out a contemptuous "tsk", and then coldly ordered: "What the hell? Back off, back off!" Immediately, a direct disciple from the spiritual world stepped forward and pulled this poorly performing disciple away. Taken away from the scene.

This scene made the other disciples present feel shocked. They began to carefully observe the huge stone in front of them, thinking secretly in their hearts that this stone tablet was not only a medium for carving names, but also a test of strength.

The captain's power was something that no one dared to underestimate. The objects he took out at will looked so majestic that people had to be in awe.

After the disciples of the previous session detained the tenth place, the results of the investigation were quickly and mysteriously presented to everyone like a wisp of smoke.

The truth was revealed. It turned out that the tenth-ranked disciple was not worthy of this ranking.

It turned out that in the depths of the secret realm, he just happened to witness the fierce fighting among other disciples. When both sides were hurt, he benefited from it like a fisherman who witnessed the fight between snipe and clam, and killed the dying opponents. After defeating him, he accumulated a large number of elimination points and was lucky enough to be among the top ten.

When the captain heard this, he frowned slightly, and his contemptuous "tsk tsk" sound echoed in the hall. There was a hint of disdain in his voice: "I just said that the secret realm promotion rules formulated by you old winter melons are unreasonable! I said it. I have been trying to change it for so many years, but I haven’t seen how you guys have changed it..."

Although the captain's words were casual, they struck every elder's heart like a heavy hammer. The twelve elders looked at each other with embarrassment, but no one responded for a while.

The captain didn't care, he said a few words casually, and then motioned for the ninth disciple to come forward.

"What about you? Who do you admire?" For the second person, the captain's question was more concise and direct, without any emotion.

The ninth disciple is obviously different from the one before him. His temperament is more outstanding and his movements are faster.

He pulled out the sword on his back without hesitation, and with a sway of his body, he leaped towards the boulder as if he was flying upwards. The sword energy flowed out like a rainbow, and he carved his master's name on the stone.

Although the spiritual power emitted by the boulder was so powerful that only an outline of the name could be seen, he succeeded in carving the name on it after all.

His voice was firm and powerful: "Captain, what I just engraved was the name of my master. My master is the one who led me to become an immortal and enter Taoism. Naturally, he is the benchmark for immortality in my heart."

His words seemed to win the respect and admiration of everyone present.

The other twelve elders nodded one after another, their eyes showing their approval of this disciple, praising him as a good boy who respected his teacher.

Amid the praise, a proud smile appeared on the face of the ninth disciple. His heart was full of confidence, as if he had foreseen a more glorious future on his path to immortality.

Just as all the disciples secretly nodded at the performance of the ninth disciple, thinking that his performance was pretty good, a contemptuous laughter came from high up like a wisp of cold wind, breaking the tranquility of this moment.