The square is crowded now. I don't know how many young people are waiting anxiously in the square.
In the middle of the square, there are several practitioners with strong breath. Zhao Yuande can see that most of the accomplishments of these strong men are the realm of holy respect. One of the elders has a very strong breath. It seems that there is a strong cold spreading in his hundreds of feet, which seems to be a strong field.
"You also came to take part in the test! Don't crowd and line up well!" just at this time, a young man in a light cyan Taoist robe pointed at him and shouted.
"Oh! Yes..." Zhao Yuande hurried to the tail of a team.
"I'm so nervous! Brother, do you think I can pass the test!" Zhao Yuande just lined up. In front of him, a boy who looked 14 or 15 years old pulled him nervously.
The young man's body was trembling slightly.
"I think there should be no problem!" Zhao Yuande looked at the young man and thought his qualification was OK. At this age, he is already a half-way respect, "how old are you?"
"I'm... Ninety-two!" the young man replied with a slight pale face, "I began to practice as soon as I was born. I haven't practiced until I'm ninety-two years old. Do you think it's really OK, brother?"
"Ninety two!" Zhao Yuande almost didn't choke at this age.
He is less than fifty now, and his grandfather is not so old!
But it's relieved to think about it. Even people in the world of creation have tens of thousands of life expectancy. Compared with 92 years old, it's really just a child.
"What's the matter? Am I old?" the boy said nervously.
"I think it's OK!" Zhao Yuande smiled awkwardly. "Are you coming alone? Where's your family?"
"I... my family was destroyed by a fierce animal riot not long ago, and only I escaped..." the 90 - and 20-year-old boy had red eyes and tears rolling in them.
"Er... Well... I'm sorry for the change!" Zhao Yuande was not only at a loss, but also didn't know how to comfort him.
"My name is Zhuang Chengyu, brother. What's your name?" the boy asked.
"Oh! My name is Zhao Xinghe," replied Zhao Yuande.
"It's brother Xinghe. Do you think it's possible for me to pass the test?" the teenager's mood came and went quickly, but he became nervous again in the blink of an eye.
"It should be... No problem!" what else can Zhao Yuande say.
"I'm so nervous... If I can join xuanjizong, I will fulfill my father's last wish..."
“……”
Zhuang Chengyu is a young man who is familiar and talkative, and seems to have some emotional instability because of the misfortune of his family.
Zhao Yuande can only listen to each other's chatter all the time.
From the south of the sky to the north of the sea, from parents to short miles, it took me an hour.
Zhao Yuande's smiling face was a little stiff.
All the practitioners in line behind him frowned. This guy can pull too much, and his character is simple. He really looks like a child. I don't know how he grows so big?
"Brother Xinghe, you are really a good man!" Zhuang Chengyu looked at Zhao Yuande's face with a stiff smile and said with some embarrassment. "I know my problem of talking too much. Thank you very much for listening to me so much! I'm much better now."
"Well... It's nothing. No one is in a bad mood." Zhao Yuande said with a bitter smile.
"Well, it's your turn!" at this time, the team had lined up to Zhuang Chengyu, and a impatient voice came through.
"I'm sorry, brother." Zhuang Chengyu turned his head at this time and saw a young man with a long face who was a little impatient.
This should be an inner disciple of Xuanji sect. He wears a blue robe, looks ordinary, has a long face, and looks a little discordant.
"Name, age, origin, accomplishments..." the long faced young man asked a series of questions impatiently, and finally said sternly. "I warn you, don't lie, otherwise you will lose your qualification to enter our Xuanji sect!"
"No... no... absolutely not!" Zhuang Chengyu hurriedly said, "my name is Zhuang Chengyu. I'm 92 years old. I respect the realm of half trail. I was born in the banker of Yinhuan city. Yinhuan city was disturbed and destroyed by an ancient fierce beast. Everyone in the family died. I......"
"All right, all right!" the long faced young man saw Zhuang Chengyu's eyes begin to turn red and waved his hand impatiently, "go! Go! Go there for the test!"
"Thank you, brother!" Zhuang Chengyu turned to Zhao Yuande with a happy face. "Brother Xinghe, I'll wait for you in front. Let's test together!"
"Er... OK!" Zhao Yuande nodded helplessly.
It's just a little registration here. No wonder the long faced youth are impatient. Hundreds of thousands of people have to register and listen to their boring complaints. Everyone will be upset.
Zhao Yuande soon reported his name. As for his identity, he said he was a wandering casual practitioner.
This is only a preliminary test, so information registration does not really work.
When it comes to the real admission, it is much more strict.
Each sect has its own enemies or competitors. When accepting disciples, it needs to be strictly reviewed. Never let spies sneak into the sect.
"Brother Xinghe! I heard that only two things need to be tested this time, that is, cultivation and talent. Do you think I have hope!" Zhuang Chengyu asked him for the first time.
"I think you have no problem," Zhao Yuande replied every time.
In his opinion, Zhuang Chengyu's talent is quite good. He should be able to enter the Taoist realm soon after entering the sect. A 100 year old Taoist cultivator is not a mediocre anywhere.
"I'm still a little nervous!" Zhuang Chengyu clenched his fist and his body trembled more and more.
"Zhuang Chengyu, it's your turn!" a voice came into their ears.
Zhuang Chengyu's body suddenly tightened.
"OK, go quickly! You have no problem!" Zhao Yuande patted him on the shoulder.
"Coming!" Zhuang Chengyu walked up with some trembling.
The talent of testing is a huge mirror, in which divine light is flowing and shining on the tester.
"Medium qualification! Half step cultivation! Qualified!" an old man with a red face took a picture of Zhuang chengyu in the mirror, and immediately the corresponding information appeared on the mirror.
"Zhuang Chengyu, you have good qualifications. After joining the sect, you can choose our Jinwu peak! I'm Wang Sheng, the seven elders of Jinwu peak!" the old man smiled and nodded at Zhuang Chengyu and threw an olive branch.