"Take the most gifted Huamu tribe members within the control of our Wujie Mountain to me... Well, if you have to be above the seventh level of the Yuanshen realm, it is best to be above the ninth level of the Yuanshen realm!"

Fang Xing spoke.

Immediately, he consciously communicated with Taixu Illusion and began to buy the inheritance of the Wooden Dao Rules, and specifically asked that it could be taught to outsiders.

...

More than ten days later.

Qingming Castle.

Above the square.

The Huamu tribe members stood nervously.

"Duomi, you said... why did those people from outside suddenly summon us?"

A Huamu tribe with a tattoo on his face looked at a girl in the middle, with an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

The girl named "Duomi" was wearing a green robe, with green stripes on her face, and a string of green buds on her hair. Her cultivation level reached the ninth level of the soul.

She spoke softly, her voice like a clear spring in the mountains: "I don't know... But when our tribe received the order from above, if the person sent to satisfy the noble adult, ten years of worship would be exempted... This is enough to allow our tribe to take a good breath and nurture more tribe members, so... I'm here."

Her talent, appearance, and cultivation... are all the best of the "Dora tribe" and were trained as a saint.

But for the sake of the tribe, even the saints have to sacrifice.

The Huamu tribe present were either forced or voluntarily, but it didn't matter what it actually was.

A few hours later, a trace of darkness fell over the square, and a young man in black appeared, which was Fang Xing!

"One Hundred and Thirty Two!"

Fang Xing glanced and his voice was cold: "You already know the promise you should give... I came here this time to collect dogs, no, it's a servant... The next selection will be carried out. All you need to do is to hold on and try to stand until the end."

As soon as the words fell, a force of will fell down.

In an instant, dozens of Huamu tribe members with a seventh level of the soul fell to the ground and fainted.

"this……"

"A thought will make dozens of powerful tribes faint. Is this the power of a real big man?"

The remaining Huamu tribe members were shocked, and they gritted their teeth one by one, facing the increasingly fierce power of their will.

"Stand by, Duomi...must become a slave to the adults!"

Duomi gritted her teeth, her eyes were blood-red.

As time passed, the Huamu tribe members on the square fell one after another, and in the end, there were only only three left.

"Very good, your names?"

Fang Xing landed on the square and looked down at the three Huamu tribe members from a high place.

"I'm Sansong!"

"Mo Yan!"

"Duomi, I've seen an adult!"

Three Huamu tribe members saluted with their hands pressed on their chests.

"Well, congratulations, you passed the first round of the test, and then went to the second round of the test!"

Fang Xing threw out three blue stone slabs: "Give you a day to understand the patterns on the stone slabs... and then rub them down. Whoever draws the best will be able to stay for the end!"
Chapter completed!