The selection of more than 1,000 people, this trial to recruit disciples lasted for a whole afternoon, and only then was these ten people selected in the evening.

Six of the ten people were NPCs, and only four were players, so Ye Xingyu naturally passed the trial without any doubt.

This was a somewhat unexpected result, considering that the number of players participating in the trial far exceeded the number of NPCs.

However, Ye Xingyu was not very surprised, firstly, the average strength of the players was already one level lower than that of the NPCs, and secondly, the cohesion between the players was far inferior to this group of NPCs.

For these NPCs, they only have one life, and when they die, they are gone, so they are more desperate than the players who have immortal bodies, and this is not a game for them.

Ye Xingyu looked at the three players standing side by side with him, he was a little surprised, one of them was still a female player.

The female player was dressed in a fiery red suit, holding a long whip, but it turned out to be a level 53 player with hidden strength.

As for the other two, one seems to be a somewhat powerful son-in-law, and the other is a middle-aged man with a smooth life.

"A few of you will be disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect in the future, this is your identity token." An intermediate deacon in front of the four of them said loudly, and at the same time threw four black tokens to Ye Xingyu and the others.

The deacon's gaze fell on him from time to time, and he seemed to be particularly concerned about Ye Xingyu.

Ye Xingyu didn't care too much, after all, his rank among the four was the lowest, he looked at the token in his hand and threw it into his backpack casually.

"According to the rules, you are eligible to enter the Treasure Pavilion once, and you can choose a blade to take advantage of yourself." The deacon didn't say much, and as soon as he turned around, he led a few people to a pavilion inside the Ghost Spirit Gate.

Except for Ye Xingyu, the faces of the rest of the people were all happy.

The Treasure Pavilion of the Ghost Spirit Gate is guarded by NPCs of five people's strength, which is quite tightly guarded.

"You can choose all the weapons in the first floor, but you can only take one." The deacon glanced at Ye Xingyu and the others with a little warning and said.

The weapons here are all below the purple and purple moon grades, knives, swords, guns and other weapons, but Ye Xingyu doesn't have anything eye-catching, and he already has as many as four or five pieces of equipment below the purple level.

However, when Ye Xingyu approached the second floor, he suddenly felt a heat rising from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Xingyu was slightly surprised, what is this? Little Wuxianggong?

Xiao Wuxianggong actually operated on his own, and also showed a restless appearance, which had never happened before.

Ye Xingyu's heart moved, could it be that there are the remaining exercises of Xiao Wuxianggong here!

Ye Xingyu's heart suddenly thought of this, but his heart was also a little excited.

Although this little Wuxiang Gong is not very useful in battle, the auxiliary effect attached to it is not ordinary, and it can converge its own aura to the extreme when it is running, and even a master of the spirit level may not be able to perceive the spiritual breath on his body.

In addition, through long-term cultivation and accumulation, Ye Xingyu's physical attributes can also be enhanced, although it is not too obvious, but it also gives Ye Xingyu an additional means to enhance his strength.

From the time he first obtained Xiao Wuxianggong to the present, his full attribute value has increased by five points each, which is already equivalent to two or three more levels than others.

Ye Xingyu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't make too many movements.

"Hey, boy, there's a good thing over there." Just when Ye Xingyu was a little stunned, a clear voice sounded in his ears.

Ye Xingyu's expression moved, he was a little surprised, you must know that these days, this unknown soul has not taken the initiative to say a word to himself, but he actually reacted when he was here.

This guy's origin is not simple, since he said that it was a good thing, then it should not be bad.

Ye Xingyu didn't hesitate much, and walked directly in that direction step by step.

The objects of the Treasure Pavilion of the Ghost Spirit Gate were all placed on the weapon rack one by one, and this one object was a little special, Ye Xingyu couldn't help but show a somewhat suspicious look when he looked at the things in front of him.

"That's what you're talking about?" Ye Xingyu looked at a dusty stone in the corner of this pavilion, and was a little stunned.

This is a gray-black round stone, with a slight white pattern distributed on this stone, and there are cracks on the surface, which seems to be a little old.

However, Ye Xingyu was a little speechless, isn't this just an ordinary stone?

Although it looks a little ugly, he remembers that there are not many such stones on this mountain, which seems to be a kind of stone that is a specialty of this mountain, called white breath rock, which is useless except for a little ornamental value after polishing and carving.

"Don't just look at things." The voice was a chuckle, and then Ye Xingyu felt a huge spiritual power instantly rush into his mind.

Ye Xingyu was taken aback, but after feeling that this spiritual power was not anything else, he was a little relieved, the other party signed a contract with him, at least until the contract was completed, the other party was unlikely to be unfavorable to him.

"See for yourself." The voice was just indifferent.

Ye Xingyu's eyes moved slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and dispatched the spiritual power in the sea of spiritual consciousness and covered the stone.

However, then Ye Xingyu was stunned, this stone actually has the effect of blocking spiritual power, even with the help of part of the spiritual power of the soul, it is not easy to penetrate into the interior of the stone, you must know that his current spiritual power strength is almost not inferior to the spiritual level.

When Ye Xingyu urged his spiritual power with all his strength, and even a little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, he saw clearly what was in the stone.

Egg, it's an egg.

Spirit beast eggs?

Ye Xingyu was a little surprised, there was actually a spirit beast egg in this stone.

However, then Ye Xingyu frowned again, because he couldn't feel half a point of vitality from this egg.

"Stillbirth?" Ye Xingyu was a little disappointed.

"No, it's not a stillborn fetus, it's a sleeping spirit fetus, it's just that it has entered the state of seven spirits."

"What does it mean to be in the state of the Seven Spirits?" Ye Xingyu was a little puzzled.

"It means that its soul seven spirits have been separated from the physical body, and it may never wake up, and it may not even have the opportunity to reincarnate its soul." The soul's voice said in a somewhat muffled voice.

"And what's the use of that?" Ye Xingyu smiled bitterly, to put it bluntly, this is still a dead thing.

"Although you may not have the ability to regather its seven spirits, however, there is such a glimmer of opportunity, it is also worth trying, once this spirit fetus hatches, that bloodline cannot be lower than the upper grade of the king rank, and it may even be the emperor rank!"

"Imperial Rank!" Ye Xingyu was taken aback, this could actually be an emperor-level spirit beast embryo? Take a look at the latest chapter of "Half NPC Player Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.