Ling Qiongmo frowned even deeper and said with confusion:

"Strange, I have never heard of the name Liu Wuxie, why do I feel like I know him?"

"Are you mistaken? The Xianluo Realm has been talking about this kid recently. It must have heard about his deeds from other people."

A disciple of Linglongtian on the right said calmly.

Although they don’t know Liu Wuxie, they have heard too much news about him these days.

"I'm very sure I've never heard the word Liu Wuxie. You should know that I just came out of seclusion and there are many things outside that have not been able to digest."

Ling Qiongmo said firmly.

His memory will never go wrong.

If you know the three words Liu Wuxie from other people, you will not show this expression.

"That's strange. You have been in seclusion for several years. This Liu Wuxie has just suddenly risen this year. It's impossible for you to know each other."

Several Linglongtian disciples standing aside looked puzzled.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence!"

Ling Qiongmo couldn't say anything, and he didn't continue to argue on this topic.

Liu Wuxie's eyes were always focused on Ling Qiongmo, and he was really worried that he would recognize him in public and said that he had ascended from the mortal realm.

It is not difficult to see from Ling Qiongmo's expression that he did not know him, and Liu Wuxie felt relieved.

While he hasn't recognized him, he will kill him to prevent future troubles.

The grudge between him and the Lingqiong family has long been gone. Sooner or later, Lingqiongtian will find out the matter in the mortal world.

It was not until midnight that the registration process finally ended.

A total of 6,700 people participated in the painting technique to recruit relatives.

The senior executive of the Yuan family sat on the far right side of the martial arts venue and opened up a separate area, with Yuan Tianwei sitting next to her father.

A large number of eyes passed through the crowd and fell on Yuan Tianwei's face.

"What a beautiful person, I must find a way to marry her home."

Many monks in the field were ready to rush forward and wished they could rush forward now.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman was actually defiled by Liu Wuxie."

Yuan Tianwei was in the Immortal Lord Realm, and Liu Wuxie was only a small golden fairyland at that time. It was impossible for him to use strong power on Yuan Tianwei. He must have used some despicable means.

A small number of people chose to remain silent. They knew very well that Yuan Tianwei and Liu Wuxie were innocent.

A middle-aged man came out of the passage. His cultivation was extremely high and he reached the peak of the Immortal Lord realm. The moment he came out, he said to everyone:

"On behalf of the head of the family, I welcome everyone to the Yuan family to participate in painting and recruiting relatives."

His voice quickly suppressed all the noise around him.

"Yuan Fengshan, let's talk about the long story. We have to rely on painting to attract relatives."

Many monks in the martial arts performance hall looked impatient, which made the Yuan family start quickly.

"The painting technique attracts relatives, and is divided into five aspects: painting gate, painting soul, painting, breaking painting, and carving. Only by passing the previous link can you enter the next link and finally decide the winner."

Yuan Fengshan did not talk too much nonsense, and briefly explained the rules.

It is reasonable to use the elimination mode to attract relatives to painting skills.

This not only tests the understanding of painting skills, but also the mastery of painting skills, but ultimately tests the painting skills.

Those who pass the first four levels, Yuan Tianwei will personally take the stage to compete with them in the last level.

Whoever can defeat the heroes is the final winner.

The rules are simple and straightforward and easy to understand.

The Yuan family has established itself in the Xianluo Realm with painting skills. Since they are choosing a son-in-law, they certainly hope to find like-minded people.

"I have heard that the Yuan family's painting sect has mysterious abilities and can test their talent for painting. Today I am lucky to see it, which can be said to be a great pleasure in life."

The discussion has begun on the martial arts stage.

The Painting Gate is a strange portal that was previously used to detect the painting talent of Yuan’s disciples.

This time, as the first level, those monks with average painting talent were directly eliminated.

He does not have enough talent in painting. Even if his painting skills are very high now, his future achievements will be extremely limited.

Several Yuan family disciples were carrying a huge portal and placed in the middle of the martial arts field.

"All monks who participate in painting and marriage recruitment will go to the left to line up. The painting gate will test your painting talent. It is divided into seven colors, including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, red, and purple, with the lowest red and the highest purple. Those who reach yellow will pass the level."

Yuan Fengshan said to the more than 6,000 monks below.

Everyone moved and consciously lined up, Liu Wuxie was about one-third of the line.

The monks in front were ready to move and could no longer contain their excitement.

"Let's start!"

Yuan Fengshan signaled that the assessment could begin.

Two Yuan family disciples held the registration books and separated the stations on both sides.

The eliminated monks have their names crossed out from the registration book.

The monk ranked first was not very old, only about twenty years old, so he took the lead and entered the painting gate.

The painting door is as high as three meters high, about two meters wide, and one foot thick. It carved countless patterns on it.

The painting door is created by the Painting Saint, which contains the will of the Painting Saint, and each painting pattern is extremely exquisite.

In addition to his talent for detecting painting skills, he is also an extremely powerful immortal weapon.

Say your name and the first monk enters it.

The moment I crossed the painting door, the gloss flashed one after another.

“Yellow, pass!”

Those who reach yellow can only be considered average in painting skills and are not outstanding.

Only by reaching green can you achieve small achievements in painting in the future.

Those who reach blue have already made great painting skills and are geniuses in painting.

Those who reach blue, looking at the entire Yuan family, are very few, and they are definitely monsters in painting.

Yuan Tianwei's painting level is blue.

Among the young generation of the Yuan family, in addition to Yuan Tianwei, there are two others, who are much older than Yuan Tianwei and have basically exhausted their potential.

As for purple, the Yuan family has only appeared once, and that is the Painting Saint.

The test speed is extremely fast, and the colors on the drawing door are constantly switched.

"Red, eliminate!"

“Orange, eliminate!”

“Yellow, pass!”

“…”

The eliminated monks do not need to leave. They follow another passage to go to an open space on the left side of the martial arts field to watch the next painting technique to attract relatives.

If this continues, one-third of the monks can be eliminated by just one pass of the drawing gate.

It was soon the Qianshan Sect and the Yu family disciples, and Liu Wuxie paid close attention to their movements.

“Green, pass!”

Gong Jian was the first to go forward and tested it and was very talented.

One after another, we walked past the Huamen, Qianshan Sect, Yu Family, and Chen Family, and only ten people passed.

If the other four fail, they have to leave the middle area.

"Elder Kong, have you ever seen Liu Wuxie painted?"

Xia Ru asked Elder Kong.

As far as they know, Liu Wuxie is proficient in weapon art, alchemy art, talisman art, formation, and his martial arts are far superior to his peers.

But I have never heard of the painting.

Elder Kong shook his head, and had never seen Liu Wuxie painted it.

Next, it was Linglongtian’s turn to be the six disciples, Ling Qiongmo was ranked behind and let the other disciples go in first.

“Green, pass!”

“Yellow, pass!”

“Yellow, pass!”
To be continued...