Jiang Yun successfully entered the Sihexing and came to the location of the four-story building.
The City Lord's Mansion is just a name given to this small building by the outside cultivators.
Because Sifang City does not have a city owner, but the four major races take turns to send ethnic people to sit in this building.
Like when Meng Rushan took the test last time, there was a middle-aged beautiful woman from the Dong family, known as Fairy Dong.
But when Jiang Yun came here for the second time, the person in the City Lord's Mansion changed.
As the city lord's mansion, this small building is naturally not open to outsiders at will, so even the door is tightly closed.
There are hardly any monks around.
Obviously, although many people will be interested in becoming a guest of the four major races, after seeing the difficulty of the four kinds of tests, very few people will try it.
Because of participating in the test, you are at your own risk!
Meng Rushan was a fortune teller, and the defensive armor he was wearing saved her, so she only suffered some injuries.
And there are many monks who died in the four trials!
Therefore, if they were not very confident in their own strength, or if they were monks like Meng Rushan who had nowhere to go, almost no one would come to apply for Keqing.
Jiang Yun didn't enter the small building in a hurry, but circled around a few times to see if there was any ambush.
After making sure that the surrounding area was safe, Jiang Yun reached out and knocked on the door lightly before reaching the closed door.
After waiting quietly for about ten breaths, the door slowly opened, and an old man appeared in front of Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun knew that this old man was not a man in charge, but a servant.
Jiang Yun clenched his fists at the old man and said lightly, "I'm here to apply for the guest!"
The reason why Jiang Yun would assume such an almost indifferent attitude was also what Meng Rushan told him.
Since he dared to apply for a guest secretary, he must have a certain degree of confidence in his own strength.
Then, naturally, there is no need to humiliate and flatter the people of the four major races.
If you really want to do this, you will be despised by them.
Hearing Jiang Yun's words, the old man was also expressionless and did not return the salute. Instead, he turned around and walked towards it, leaving only four words.
"Come in, close the door!"
Although the number of cultivators applying for Keqing has become less and less, the four major races have long been taken for granted.
They also won't have a good attitude towards cultivators who want to apply for the position of Guest Minister.
Unless you really become a guest, their attitude will change.
Jiang Yun stepped into the small building, closed the door with his backhand, and followed behind the old man.
The size of the room is not large and the furnishings are quite simple.
A desk, a chair, a futon, and a staircase leading to the second floor.
It is not difficult to see that the people who enter this small building are not here to enjoy at least.
This is indeed the case.
If they hadn't come here, their races would have given certain rewards, and no one would be willing to come and suffer.
The old man walked to the only chair behind the desk and sat down.
On the table was an inkstone, a few brushes and a bamboo slip.
The old man slowly picked up the brush and said, "Name, realm, which guest minister do you want to apply for?"
Jiang Yun had already heard about these procedures from Meng Rushan's mouth, so he replied calmly, "Gu Yun, Supreme Realm, wants to apply for a guest of the Xiao Clan!"
As Jiang Yun spoke, the old man quickly wrote on the bamboo slip.
"Gu Yun, Supreme, Xiao!"
After writing these five words, the old man put down the brush, picked up the bamboo slip, and blew lightly.
He saw that the five characters on the bamboo slip disappeared without a trace under his breath!
For this scene, Jiang Yun naturally didn't think there was anything magical about it.
It is nothing more than a function similar to the communication jade slip.
However, it transmits words, not sounds and images.
Those five words will be sent to the Xiao clan.
After a special person receives it, the Xiao clan will select a person with corresponding strength to come to verify your cultivation realm.
Sometimes, a few questions are asked.
The old man put down the bamboo slip and said to Jiang Yun, "Wait a moment."
After finishing speaking, the old man closed his eyes and ignored Jiang Yun.
Jiang Yun also stood there calmly, waiting patiently.
This process won't take long.
Although the four major races will not value you until the cultivator fails the test, there is still at least some respect.
If the four major races always looked aloof, then there would be no monks to apply for the guest secretary.
After the time for one incense passed, Jiang Yun heard the sound of "Peng", and the door of the small building had been pushed open with force.
Immediately afterwards, another woman's voice sounded: "Where's Gu Yun, who is applying for my Xiao Clan's guest?"
Hearing this voice, Jiang Yun's pupils were slightly condensed, and he slowly looked in the direction from which the voice came.
A young woman is striding in!
What a coincidence, it turned out to be the Xiao Fengling who captured Dongfang Bo!
Jiang Yun really didn't expect to see Xiao Fengling here.
However, he could understand.
The realm of self-reporting is the supreme realm, so the Xiao clan will naturally send a cultivator from the origin realm to verify Jiang's own realm.
And even in the four major races, there are definitely not too many strong people in the source realm.
This Xiao Fengling is one of them, so it is reasonable for her to verify her own cultivation realm.
Looking at Xiao Fengling, Jiang Yun thought, if he shot now, grabbed the opponent, and then exchanged the opponent for the senior brother, he wondered if it would be feasible.
At this time, Xiao Fengling had already strode in front of Jiang Yun, looked up and down at Jiang Yun and said, "Are you Gu Yun?"
Jiang Yun finally gave up the idea of catching Xiao Fengling.
After all, in this small building, there is also a high-level powerhouse of origin.
What's more, he didn't know what identity this Xiao Fengling was in the Lingdong clan, whether it was important or not.
In case it is not an important person and catches the other party, the Lingdong clan will not exchange at that time, but will expose their own purpose.
Therefore, Jiang Yun clasped his fist expressionlessly and said, "Yes, Gu Yun is below!"
Xiao Fengling flipped her wrist, and there was a black stone in her palm, which she handed to Jiang Yundao: "Inject your power into the stone."
Meng Rushan had already told Jiang Yun that this kind of stone is unique to the four major races, very special, and can withstand the various powers of monks.
Later, the strong men of the four major races did not know what means to apply on the stone, making it a tool that can verify the realm of monks.
As long as you input your own power into the stone, the stone will light up.
The brightness of the light is different, which represents the difference in the monk's realm.
But the specific level of light, and what realm corresponds to the monk, only the people of the four major races know.
To be honest, Jiang Yun is also a little curious about verifying the realm of monks.
The monks in the Chaos Domain come from different time and space, and the power of cultivation is also varied.
Even the division and name of the cultivation realm are all strange.
How can the four major races judge the general cultivation realm of different monks based on a single stone?
Jiang Yun reached out and took the stone!
At this moment, Jiang Yun suddenly felt Beiming in his body and moved.
This made Jiang Yun's heart also move, and secretly said: "Could it be that this stone has something to do with Beiming?"
"Bei Ming, can't bear the power of various monks, and is almost unaffected!"
"Then, if you input a stone with your own power, will the stone be shattered directly?"
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