"Brother Junjian, how are your gains today?"

After a few days of contact, Su Yi already knew that the horse-faced man was called Jiang Junjian, and the fat man was named Chu Pengbin.

"It's a fluke! I just don't know which master I can be assigned to in the next game!"

The competition for the selection of disciples by the sect was divided into three days, and twenty monks would be drawn every day, like Su Yi and Krees, who had already passed the assessment today.

But three days later, after all the sixty disciples were selected, they had to be distributed, and this distribution was to be divided among the various masters in the sect on the spot.

Each sect is the same, because there are more outer disciples, so all the miscellaneous work in the sect is handled by the outer disciples.

To put it bluntly, the main business of the disciples of the outer sects of each sect is to help the sect work, and the side business is cultivation.

The masters of the sect are basically served by the monks of the main level of the cabinet of the sect, most of these people have the cultivation realm of the lower level of the earth immortal, and some sects will also let the monks of the middle level of the earth immortal to serve as the master.

They came to the scene to collect disciples to show others the strength of their sect.

However, these people say that they are accepting disciples, but in fact they are just nominal masters, and if they really find a disciple with outstanding talent after observing for a period of time, they will be directly admitted to a certain elder's seat.

In that case, this disciple's status in the sect will also rise.

"Who knows, no matter which master you follow, it's always better than the current situation!

It's nothing more than doing more work!"

Chu Pengbin took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

In fact, both of them won miserably today, but the two of them came back earlier than Su Yi and them, and the spiritual power in their bodies had recovered somewhat.

So it looks pretty good.

Moreover, he and Jiang Junjian are both casual cultivators, and they have been living a life of exile without doors and factions before.

Because there are no cultivation resources, the cultivation has not been able to rise, so the two of them plan to find a sect to mix.

In the future, I will have a fixed place to live.

"Besides, you two should have passed the assessment like this!"

Jiang Junjian looked at Su Yi with a smile.

Because they couldn't feel any breath on Su Yi and the others, they could only ask directly.

"Well, we're lucky too, sort of

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I was chosen by the Golden Wind Pavilion!"

Su Yi didn't want to show off anything in front of people, so he said indifferently.

"Okay, no matter what you do in the sect in the future, it's better than living a wild life outside!"

Chu Pengbin sighed, it seems that he was really afraid of the previous days.

His words Su Yi was very understandable, not only Heng Tianxing, but almost all the internal divisions of the sects in the cultivation world were similar.

Most sects are responsible for cultivating gifted disciples, and the elders are generally in charge, and each elder has different functions because of the different directions of cultivation.

For example, if the elder of the sect who is in charge of alchemy, if he chooses it, then the direction of cultivation in the future will be mainly alchemy.

If it is valued by the elders who are good at formations, then the direction of future study will naturally be inclined to the formation aspect.

Moreover, the guidance ability of the elders of various functional departments in the sect is uneven, so if it is picked by that kind of irresponsible elder, it will be quite difficult to come out in the future.

Of course, a sect like the Light Sky Realm is an outlier, and although the Light Sky Realm occupies a large area, there are not many people.

The reason why he can become one of the eighteen sects of Hengtian Star is almost entirely supported by Sikong Rongshi's personal strength.

It is conceivable how strong Sikong Rongshi's strength is, otherwise he would not have the intention of competing for the realm master.

"Peng Bin is right, being an inner disciple is always better than a pure miscellaneous servant!"

The miscellaneous servants he was talking about were the monks with very poor cultivation qualifications in the sect, and they had almost no hope of promotion, and they all relied on doing odd jobs in the sect to earn spirit stones to make a living.

Jiang Junjian can say this, it can be seen that his cultivation in the future will not be too high.

Several people drank until late before they dispersed, preparing to go to watch the game in the sect the next day.

Three days passed quickly, and in the past few days, Su Yi and Krees had been observing the disciples who had been singled out from the Golden Wind Pavilion.

The two found that although the cultivation of these disciples was similar, the cultivation techniques and combat methods were endless.

Among them, there are also many monks who can be like Su Yi, who only have low-level human immortal cultivation, but can exert their mid-level strength when they really fight.

After two days, Su Yi's original arrogant mind was also shattered.

This day was the day when the various pavilion masters in the sect came to select disciples, and Su Yi came early like Krees

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Arrived at the central square.

At this time, the square was already overcrowded, and the entire square had been divided into several floors.

Standing at the bottom were the ordinary onlookers, who were also the people with the largest number of people, and on the four rings stood the disciples selected by the four major sects in the past few days.

Above the ring are the pavilion masters of the four major sects who come to select disciples, these pavilion masters are generally people who are more trusted by the elders, and they are also responsible for the affairs of this peak or this pavilion.

So many people were crowded into the square, and the huge square was suddenly full of people.

The most common people, because they couldn't cultivate, they were very envious of these monks.

Especially when they saw the deacons, pavilion masters, and the like who were floating in the air with magic weapons, their eyes would radiate excitement.

Just when the selection conference was about to start, everyone focused on the direction of the sect they wanted to pay attention to.

Suddenly, I heard a loud chirp, and then I saw a snow-white snow-white crane flying gracefully from a distance.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw the old man sitting on the snow crane who thought he was a fairy wind bone.

"See the Elders!"

When the snow crane came to the sky above the square in the eyes of everyone, the pavilion master and deacon of Flying Star Island immediately bowed down to greet them.

"Look, this is the Elder of Flying Star Island!"

Ordinary people didn't know who this old man was at all, but looking at his immortal appearance, they couldn't help but admire.

Immediately after, a tiger roar rumbled from afar, and then a colorful tiger appeared in people's field of vision.

Seeing that it was just a few pounces, it jumped from the edge of the sky to the sky above the square, and the speed made everyone feel a little caught off guard.

On top of the tiger sat a burly old man with a leopard's head and eyes.

"See Elder Tiger!"

Seeing the tiger descending to the figure, the deacon of the Nine Dragons Hall bowed down at the same time as the pavilion master, and the disciples who belonged to the ring of the Nine Dragons Hall also hurriedly saluted the old man.

Then two old men came from afar, and their appearances all had a great shock to everyone.

When the four elders arrived, they couldn't help but greet each other.

After waiting for everything to be over, they sat down on top of their own ring, and they all came to make a scene for today's grand event.

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