"Have you heard, Wuyamen has come to our village to recruit disciples. ”

"It's really fake, then I have to let our baby go and see, although there is no future, it's better than nothing. ”

"Hmph, even if this kind of garbage sect begs my son, I won't let him go. ”

At a tea stall somewhere in Jiuhua Village, one person started a business and immediately caused heated discussions among others.

This scene is just a microcosm.

Under the voluntary propaganda of Xiao Yi and the three of them, and the gossip of the neighbors, Ling Feng's recruitment of disciples soon spread throughout Jiuhua Village.

Of course, the attitudes of more than 500 households in Jiuhua Village are also different.

Most of the villagers think that the Boundless Gate has long existed in name only, and talk about it by looking at the matter of laughing stock.

There are also many villagers who think that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the boundless gate is now in decline but it was once glorious, in case their children are lucky enough to become warriors, then they will also have a certain right to speak in the village.

In addition to this, there is also a part of the onlookers who are neutral.

However, Ling Feng didn't have time to care about these things, because he was very busy right now.

Located in the square in the center of Jiuhua Village, Ling Feng and Zhang Xiaoya sat side by side at the table, and there was already a long queue in front of them.

There is no such thing as a spiritual root in the Nine Shadows Continent, and even the great sects only roughly infer their qualifications based on their cultivation realm and age.

Now that I heard that it was possible to accurately measure the qualifications, many people also lined up with curiosity.

"Teenager. ”

Ling Feng picked up the small box, handed it to the tiger-headed young man's mouth and said, "It's time to blow." ”

"Can this thing really test my qualifications?"

The young man asked with a hesitant look on his face as he stared at the strange-looking box.

"Of course. ”

Ling Feng nodded, and said lightly: "This seat has been obtained after a lot of hard work, and it has a resounding name, the Present World Summoning Appraiser!"

"The Present World Summons the Authenticator. ”

The young man repeated the name to himself, and then blew hard into the woodwind.

In order to prevent cross-infection, Ling Feng asked Xiao Yi and Ling Wanyue's father, and Uncle Xiao urgently made some woodpipes of the right size.

It was only this morning that Ling Feng figured out the relationship between Xiao Yi and the others.

Xiao Yi and Ling Wanyue are brother and sister, one takes his father's surname and the other takes his mother's surname.

Liu Dabiao is their cousin, not from Jiuhua Village, and lives here for a few days.

"Boy, isn't it that the more you blow, the higher your qualifications. ”

Looking at the young man's bruised face, Ling Feng reminded him.

"Why didn't you say it beforehand, this gave me a good blow, and I was about to run out of breath. ”

Breathing heavily, the young man felt a little deprived of oxygen and complained.

"You didn't ask. Ling Feng spread his hands and said helplessly.

Immediately pressing the button on the appraiser, Ling Feng was speechless.

Good guys, this is a test of qualification, not a lung capacity.

This blow, if it weren't for the fact that the appraiser was improved and lifted, maybe it would have been blown up by this stupid boy.

"Drop. ”

A moment later, there was a soft sound in the discertor, and the crystal screen lit up with a faint fluorescent.

"Qualification: N, Loyalty: Excellent. ”

Two lines of familiar words came into view, and Ling Feng said silently in his heart.

For this expected result, Ling Feng was still a little disappointed.

Qualification n means that this person's qualification is the most common one, and it is difficult to become a martial artist through the baptism of aura.

is loyal, but his ability is mediocre, and in the cruel world of cultivating immortals, he can't even make a spare tire.

"Master Ling. ”

The young man touched his head and asked, "What about my qualifications?" ”

"Not bad. ”

Unable to bear to hurt such a loyal young man, Ling Feng politely refused: "But it's a pity that it's not suitable for Boundless Sect. ”

Hearing this, the young man left disappointed.

"Senior brother. ”

Another young man with a dream of martial arts left, and Zhang Xiaoya smiled bitterly: "Shall we continue to test?" ”

"Go on!" Ling Feng shouted unwillingly.

He doesn't believe that there is not a single person with high qualifications among so many people, is it possible that the probability will be so low?

"Come on. ”

Replaced with a new woodpole, Ling Feng rubbed his eyes and smiled, "Please invite the next dream chaser." ”

......

Half a day later, the red sun is on the head.

All those in line have been tested for their qualifications.

Ling Feng sat on the chair with a frown, looked at the empty square and said helplessly, "Yamei, why is it so difficult for me to find a barely qualified disciple?"

"It's not to blame Senior Brother, everything is destined by God. ”

Zhang Xiaoya's pretty cheeks showed cute dimples, and she smiled lightly: "And I just overheard the conversation between the two eldest ladies and learned that the young people with a little qualification in Jiuhua Village seem to have been quietly sent to other sects to study by their own families." ”

"What?"

Ling Feng wanted to cry without tears.

I'll just say that my face is red now, how can it be like this, and the seedlings with good feelings have been poached by other sects.

"Wait a minute, you must take good care of these traitors. ”

Ling Feng thought fiercely in his heart.

"Do you still accept disciples here? ”

Just as Ling Feng was about to pack up and leave, a familiar voice came from behind.