Said it is Tangkou, in fact it is like an ancient pawnshop counter.
And at this time, there wasn't even a ghost in front of the counter, and the deacon and the handyman inside were drowsy, apparently taking a nap.
As Bai Yuanqing explained, she led Zhou Yuan to the counter.
"Uncle Master, please excuse me. The elder brother in my family intends to visit my Wanjian Mountain, and I hope Master Uncle will tell me and apply for the entrance examination.
As Bai Yuanqing said, he took out another spirit stone and passed it calmly.
Look at this, this sect land also has to engage in these small routines.
The deacon of the uncle's generation was interrupted to rest. He was impatient, but he saw the spirit stone, his expression was a little awkward, and he laughed: "Since you are here to apply for admission, then fill in this information first. Examination, wait for me to report."
He greeted the handyman disciple behind him, took a piece of paper printed with handwriting, and then swayed and ran back.
Bai Yuanqing took the paper, turned his head and handed it to Zhou Yuan, who hurriedly swept it away-it was unexpected, it looked like a resume.
It also needs to fill in some names and ages, as well as the date of birth, where is your hometown, how you have cultivated, and what kind of cultivation.
In addition, there are referees and so on, but they are all different.
Bai Yuanqing wanted to give Zhou Yuan some guidance, but Zhou Yuan casually picked up the problem on the side of the hall, and wrote awkwardly.
Bai Yuanqing suddenly became interested when he saw that he was quite a bit of a splash of ink, only to see the ants crawling on the paper, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Brother Zhou, your handwritten script... really has some mysterious meaning... Ha, ha ha..."
The mysterious meaning of God!
If your kid wants to be ugly, just say it!
Zhou Yuan glanced at Bai Yuanqing angrily, and continued to write indiscriminately.
After filling out the form and waiting for a cup of tea, the deacon and uncle came back from the back hall.
Bai Yuanqing hurriedly handed over the resume, the other party picked it up, and nodded without any surprise: "It doesn’t matter whether it’s the identity, I’ve also notified a few deacons. You two can go to the back now. At the trial martial arts hall, at that time, someone will be responsible for testing the bone age and strength."
As this said, he handed over a bronze medal, which seemed to be a pass.
"Thank you so much, uncle, the juniors don't bother too much, let's leave first."
Bai Yuanqing respectfully told him that after taking Zhou Yuan up to the hall.
Bypassing the passage, he was bright and cheerful, but he entered another courtyard. After a glance, before the double-opening door on the left, a plaque of "Shenwutang" was hung.
"Shenwutang is the place where the sect's disciples are evaluated for their strength. The evaluation of the strength after the entry application is also conducted here."
Bai Yuanqing casually explained, and she took Zhou Yuan straight to the Shenwu Hall.
There were still two disciples garrisoned at the door, but when people came, they were intentionally blocked. Bai Yuanqing hurriedly revealed the bronze medal before. When the two saw them, their expressions slowed down and let go.
As soon as he entered the hall, Zhou Yuan felt an unusual air. The atmosphere here was solemn and solemn, giving people a sense of oppression.
The layout of the hall is different. On the contrary, it is surrounded by bluestone arenas like a boxing gym. At this moment, there are also several disciples who are competing with others on it.
Zhou Yuan watched at will, but in a daze, he heard someone in front of him speak in a majestic voice: "You two, what's the matter!"
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