There are long queues at the registration office of the Dragon King Secret Realm. Fortunately, Buddha Dao Xie has a special registration location, and there are Daozi and Buddha Zi around, so Xie Zi won’t mention it.

A registration site specially set up, one floor, has three windows. When Daozi and Buddha arrived, a middle-aged man came up and greeted him: "Daozi, it's fine if you have nothing to do, please come in and ask."

The middle-aged man took them into the office, took out three forms and handed them to them: "This is the registration information, fill in it and start the test directly."

"Thank you." Daozi thanked and began to fill in the information.

"Daozi, can you ask, how is the evil son? I heard that you and the evil son were taken away at that time." The middle-aged man poured three cups of tea and distributed it to them.

"Do you know who took Nu Dao and Daozi away?" Daozi asked.

"I heard it was a man named He Fan." said the middle-aged man.

Daozi was silent for a moment and pointed to He Fan who was filling out the form carefully.

The middle-aged man looked in the direction pointed by Daozi and saw two words on the information table - He Fan.

"So this person is He Fan. My name is Du Huai. I am the person in charge of registration. I am very happy to know you." The middle-aged man quickly stood up and smiled enthusiastically.

"I'm very happy to know you, too." He Fan smiled.

"He Fan, can you tell me how the evil son is doing? Now the evil faction is almost crazy when he is looking for him. Every day, he sends people to ask me if the evil son has come to sign up." Du Huai said with a wry smile.

"Evil son." He Fan sighed lightly, his eyes sinking into memories: "He left, he left peacefully. The body twitched for three consecutive days, and he couldn't hold it down. When the cremation was cremated, I deliberately used the Samadhi True Fire, the kind that I used with all my strength. When it was burned, he was still howling. He didn't burn it all the way for a whole morning, and almost exhausted me."

Du Huai: "…"

How can this be peaceful? This is obviously a miserable death. Evil son, you were burned to death by you?

"Evil son, are you dead?" Du Huai's face froze and his mouth twitched.

"I will not be cured because of serious injuries." He Fan sighed.

"Serious injuries cannot be cured? The evil son is level 4 of Shi Ling, and his recovery ability..."

"There was no healing medicine at that time. Seeing his pain in his face, I ended his pain and strangled him to death. It was not easy to use too much force, so I pinched him for three days before I strangled him to death." A sad look flashed across He Fan's face: "What a pity, such a genius."

"You haven't thought about saving him? With the evil son's ability to recover, you can help suppress the injury and save it." Du Huai felt his heart tightening.

"This is your idea. I think the evil son should give up treatment and end the pain as soon as possible." He Fan said: "So, I helped him."

Du Huai: "…"

You are not asking the evil son to give up treatment, you are deliberately killing him.

Daozi and Buddha glanced at the crow in the cage. There was a rope around the crow's neck. The sad evil son, at this moment, the evil son was about to open his mouth, but the rope moved.

"……ah……"

"Ga."

"What's wrong?" Du Shanhuai was stunned. He looked at the crow, then looked at He Fan. The crow suddenly called out, what's your name?

"I am a crow who is mentally retarded and can only scream. I'll give him a voice." He Fan said calmly.

A mentally retarded crow? And a voiceover for a crow?

Du Huai looked at the crow and said strangely: "Three legs?"

"He is a public servant. He took too much supplement and didn't make up for his brain. He has supplemented his third leg." He Fan said.

What else Du Huai wanted to say, Daozi spoke: "Director Du, I have filled it out."

"I've filled it out too." He Fan and Buddha also submitted the form.

"Okay, I'll take you to test." Du Huai looked at the information, confirmed it, and took them out of the office and walked towards the test site.

"You don't need to bring this thing in?" Du Huai glanced at the crow and said.

"I, a mentally retarded crow, will die if I don't bring it with me, so I'd better take it with me." He Fan said: "I promise nothing will happen."

"Okay." Du Huai nodded and said, "He Fan, during this period, I have heard from you every day, and have been seeing you. What kind of genius is that he can defeat the three evil sons of Buddhism and Taoism. When I see you today, it is indeed better to meet you than to be famous."

"Then why don't you know me?" He Fan looked at Du Huai with a look of suspicion.

"Well, this isn't you busy, I haven't had time to see your photos." Du Huai explained: "Can you reveal, where your strength has reached? I can't see through it."

"At the same level as you." He Fan glanced at Du Huai, the fifth-level evolutionist of Shi Ling.

"Shi Ling is level 5? Awesome. If you can pass the test this time and go to the Dragon King Secret Realm, you will gain great results." Du Huai said in surprise.

"…ah…"

"Ga." He Fan glanced at the evil son. He always paid attention to his sensing power. He pulled the rope when he wanted to speak, which would hurt you: "Dutter, this mentally retarded crow always screams, don't mind."

Daozi and Buddha's eyes flashed with a hint of lament. Poor evil son, as an opponent, they all think you are miserable. Also, He Fan, don't you tell the truth? You are obviously level 6!

Several people walked and chatted. Soon, they arrived at the test site. There were already dozens of evolvers here, all of whom were enlightened and could not even see a single Nirvana.

Most of these spiritual evolutionists are at level one and two of the spiritual spiritual, and there are only a few of them at level three, and there are not one at level four.

He Fan glanced at him and saw two acquaintances, Sun Yuan and Pang Chen, and these two guys, all of whom were relieved.

Several pillars of light that test their strength and an open field, the Shi Ling evolver seemed to be very difficult inside. A Shi Ling fell three feet away from the ground and fell down directly, dragged out by someone, and was directly eliminated.

"This is the test of resistance to refining power?" He Fan asked.

"It is not only the power of refining, but also a pulling force. These two powers increase strength according to a person's evolutionary level, and the first level is stronger than the first level. Therefore, it is not possible to pass directly if the level is higher. Moreover, in the later test, it is necessary to resist the evolvers of the same level in the suction power." Du Huai explained.

"Then, there should be many people who can pass this, right?" He Fan guessed: "Is there no quota limit?"

"Yes, we will judge based on our personal age and evolutionary time, how many people will be brought there, and the strength of the combat power will be screened to ensure that the opportunities are left to the most elite." Du Huai said.

"Thank you for your advice." He Fan looked at the venue, and Pang Chen also participated. He successfully resisted the suction force and passed a simple test.

Then there was another group of evolutionists testing. This time, Daozi and others did not go through the back door, but lined up honestly, and He Fan also lined up.

After the test, Pang Chen did not rush to leave, but waited aside, with a smile that could not be concealed on his face.

He Fan felt that if he was not behind the crowd and walked out, Pang Chen would definitely not be able to laugh.

The test was very fast, and it was completed in just one or two minutes. There were professionals responsible for calling out and asking people to go up to test, and there were professionals to drag the losers away.

"Sun Yuan." The tester shouted.

Sun Yuan also resisted the power of evolution when he came on the field. After Sun Yuan succeeded, he did not rush to leave. He talked and laughed with Pang Chen and watched the test.
Chapter completed!