"The two uncles haven't registered yet. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" saw the two nodding and said, "Please come with me." ”

The three of them walked towards the bottom of the peak.

"Is the place of registration at the foot of the mountain?" Zhan Jin poked his head out and looked down, so high.

The friar, dressed in a gray robe, looked at her: "Naturally. ”

Zhan Jin instantly had a bitter face, Qiu Ming could completely understand her, running up the mountain before cost her half her life, and even her legs were sore.

Don't look at the senior brother who led the way, he only walked faster before, but they had to run to keep up.

"This division... Nephew, do you want to go down, is there a means of transportation, such as a flying sword or something? Qiu Ming's nephew really can't say it, he looks about the same age as her.

As soon as the words fell, a spirit sword flew in the air, and the clothes of the people on the sword were fluttering.

The male monk showed envy in his eyes: "That is the foundation building period can only be controlled," and then asked, "Will the two uncles know?" ”

Qiu Ming shook his head.

It seems that he can only accept his fate.

"The two uncles can rest assured, it is much easier to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain."

Quan was comforted and waited until he went down to the foot of the mountain.

The foot of the mountain is more lively, and there are many people coming and going, and there are gray and white robes, but most of them are in white robes.

Qiu Ming was a little curious and asked, "Teacher... Nephew, why are there so many outer disciples here? ”

The monk replied, "There are almost no disciples from the outer gate who usually come and go, and these disciples have only come to the inner gate after receiving tasks. ”

Qiu Ming and Zhan Jin nodded thoughtfully, although they didn't particularly understand.

The three of them passed through the crowd and came to the mouth of the mountain, where there was a huge gate, and the registration was done by an elderly man in gray clothes, who was lying leisurely on a chaise longue at the moment.

"Senior Brother Jiang, this is a new disciple, who was selected in this selection competition, you can register it." The male monk bowed deeply, and in the cultivation realm, strength is respected, and when the two of them are equal in cultivation, they will also be called according to their age.

This 90-degree bow made Qiu Ming have to admire again, the ancients cultivated etiquette and etiquette are really thoughtful.

"Naturally," the old man looked at the two of them with a smile, "you report your name." “

After registering, the two received two jade plaques in the shape of a piano, with a Chinese character engraved on them, and a storage bag.

"This is the identity card, this meaning word means that you are from Qinyi Peak, well, Qinyi Peak is the second elder and his disciples, that is, your cultivation place." The monk paused, "My task is complete, and some basic information is explained in the jade slip, so I will leave first." “

Qiu Ming and Zhan Jin glanced at each other, and left with the things they had received.

Only the old man at the registration desk lay back on the recliner again, squinting and muttering to himself, "It's good to be young." “

The two of them didn't immediately return to the summit, they would really be exhausted.

After staggering, you will find a place to rest.

Zhan Jin hurriedly rubbed his calf and complained, "The first thing I need to do when I turn around is to learn the sword, this walk is going to kill you." “

Qiu Ming didn't answer, she found that someone had been following them, and a group of people walked straight towards them, three men and two women. I have to say that there are really a lot of good-looking people in the cultivation world, and their skin is so good that they have nothing to say, but they are several times better looking than modern stars.

"New here?" A group of people stopped when they walked in front of them, all dressed in white, inner disciples? Looking at the man with an unkind face in front of him, Qiu Ming frowned, not knowing their intentions, and didn't talk.

Zhan Jin didn't say anything, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was here to find fault, and several people stared at each other. Just as the man asked to speak, the bustling people around him began to disperse, avoiding it, and it was not good to look at it.

"Don't hide it, I just saw you go get your ID badge and storage bag," another man stretched out his hand impatiently, "I'll spare you by handing over the Yikidan and Spirit Stones in the storage bag." "And rightfully so.

Qiu Ming was disgusted by what he said: "What if you don't pay it? Why should I give it to you? “

"Hey, why? Just because you are new here, the first month of your new arrival will be handed over to us, the seniors. As soon as he heard Qiu Ming's words, the man who stretched out his hand was happy, a man who didn't understand the rules.