Under the sound of roosters, the morning dawn came, and the sky was covered with fish belly, and the light became stronger and stronger.

Yangliu Village.

In the center of the village, under the big willow tree with the logo of Yangliu Village, there are dense villagers standing around.

The big poplar tree is an old willow tree, the trunk is enough to be surrounded by more than a dozen adult men, it is 500 years old, and it is rumored to have become a fine tree.

There was an open space around the old willow, but now it is crowded with people, basically the people of this village have come, children with combs and pigtails, girls in the prime of cardamom, young men and women with hanging sideburns, young men and women with crowns, middle-aged people in the prime of life, and old men who know the destiny of heaven.

It's bustling and lively. They besieged a large circle of more than forty young men between 15 and 20.

One of them was dressed in white, a handsome man, his face was handsome, his momentum was not comparable to other peers at all, he was extremely conspicuous, and there was an old man standing beside him.

In the center of the circle, several tables and stools are placed in turn, and more than a dozen women come and go to place refreshments and fruits.

But there was a mahogany table in the middle that didn't put anything, and the table was bare and somewhat incongruous.

More than a dozen hunters in the prime of life, holding hunting knives, stood aside, guarding, adding a bit of seriousness and solemnity.

"Today, the head of the Xuantian Sect personally recruits disciples, and I thought I would tell my family that the kid can perform well."

"Isn't it, I remember that the last time Xuantian Sect recruited disciples was decades ago."

"Once you step in, you can break the innate, at least you can get a good job in the town."

"Town, huh! Even the county can go to break through. ”

The surrounding villagers said everything you said.

The blacksmith of the Zhang family pulled a sturdy young man, "Tie Sheng, you have to give your father a face." ”

A sturdy young man, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, nodded heavily.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I must enter the Xuantian Sect." In a corner, a girl in coarse cloth gritted her teeth.

The girl was a middle-aged scribe who followed a few years ago to live in Yangliu Village, and the middle-aged scribe was respected by the simple villagers because he knew more and knew more, and even the village chief often lamented that he was more knowledgeable than himself, so he took root in Yangliu Village and lived for five years.

What was once a ten-year-old girl has become a fifteen-year-old girl.

The sky is getting brighter.

Someone shouted, "Here, the people from Xuantian Sect are here." ”

One of them glared at him, "Call the envoy here, don't you know the etiquette?"

"Gee, isn't that too exciting."

"Silence." Not far away, the old village chief cheered and went to greet him in person.

"It's too late for the old man to greet him, and he still hopes to atone for his sins." He bowed.

Qin Yue laughed and helped the old village chief up

"That's there, it's just in time."

"There are so many of them," Luo Liang, who was following behind Qin Yue, muttered, looking excited.

"Well, that's quite a lot." Qi Yue echoed.

"I'll have time to go down the mountain more in the future." Qin Yue was a little amused, glanced back at the two of them, and walked forward under the guidance of the old village chief.

The senior brother behind him, Du Qing, admonished: "Compared with Anqing Town and Lingyun County, this is nothing. ”

"You two haven't gone down the mountain much to practice, and you don't like to read, now that you are an elder of a sect, you should have a long insight and increase your bearing, otherwise how will the junior disciples look at it in the future?"

The two of them were embarrassed to get into the cracks, and secretly said in their hearts that they couldn't open their mouths in the future.

After a while, the villagers saw that there were a few more people in the circle, wearing cyan robes, all of whom were respectful to a person wearing a crown, a body as tall as a pine, and a profound atmosphere.

His eyes were extremely sharp, and everywhere he went, there was silence.

He opened his mouth slowly,

"This seat is not talented, it has to be valued by the old head, and I am the head of the house, and now I am the ninth generation head of Xuantian Sect."

"Xuantian Sect has been passed down for nine generations, and after seven hundred years, there are many strong people in the door. But now for nine generations, the disciples of the sect are withering. ”

"Therefore, this seat has decided to recruit disciples in Yangliu Village to enrich the Xuantian Sect."

Suddenly, the surrounding voices were like a tide, excited, and even worse, tears. You must know that Xuantian Sect has not recruited disciples for decades.

In this world, ordinary people are not protected by strong people who say that they will establish a sect or power, and sooner or later they will die because this is a world of demons and ghosts.

"It seems that Xuantian Sect is about to rise in the hands of this new leader." The old village chief was on the side, and the old tears were in his heart. He used to be a disciple of Xuantian Sect, a registered disciple of the eighth generation, and after arriving at Xiantian, he was sent down the mountain and sat as the head of Yangliu Village.

It's the same generation as the old boss.

Therefore, he knew the situation of Xuantian Sect, but now he vaguely saw the sea-like momentum of the master in this young master, that is, the seventh generation of the master.

The seventh generation of the head is a Tsukiki Immortal!!

Qin Yue pressed down with both hands, and a momentum arose, and the villagers only felt that the air was like a wave, making it slightly difficult to breathe.

There was silence for a moment.

"All fifteen to twenty years old are lined up." Then he looked at Liu Ruqin behind him,

"Senior sister, this is a spirit stone, test whether there is a spirit root and the quality of the spirit root, and if there is a color, it will be qualified."

Liu Ruqin didn't say a word, and after taking it, he placed the spirit stone on the table in the middle and sat down on the chair.

"You slowly step forward and test the spiritual root, if there is no spiritual root, this sect will not accept it. If there is a spiritual root, stand aside. After Qin Yue finished speaking, he sat on the side of the chair and closed the door to recuperate.

Everyone behind him also sat down one by one, and after Luo Liang sat down, he picked up a fruit and ate it by himself.

The handsome young man in white lined up in the middle of the line, his nails digging into his palms.

Behind him was a girl in a coarse cloth dress with expectation in her eyes, and it was the girl in the corner at the beginning.

After that, Zhang Tiesheng, the son of a blacksmith.

The three of them got together.

Time passed slowly, and several young people looked back and walked back in despair.

The people in line were nervous.

At the same time

In the west of the village, in an ordinary house,

A jug of wine was placed on the table, and through the mouth of the bottle, it was already clear that it was empty.

A middle-aged man, wearing a coarse cloth coat, it is not difficult to see a handsome face and a strong scholarly atmosphere.

but fell on the table without any image.

Suddenly

The middle-aged man raised his head and said

"Oh no, this girl, you have to stop it."

He hurriedly stood up, walked out of the house, his body was as light as a swallow, and quickly rushed towards the old poplar tree in the center of the village.

A young man raised his hand and touched the spirit stone, and suddenly, the spirit stone lit up with a dazzling white light

"Qualified"

A cold voice came out of Liu Ruqin's mouth.

The young man's face turned red with excitement, and he stood aside, and there were two people beside him, a young man and a young man.

"Hey, one ordinary spiritual root, two pseudo spiritual roots, this one can be accepted as a real disciple, and the other two will be registered disciples." Qin Yue, who was not far away, seemed to close his eyes and recuperate, but he was actually observing.

"That Rippy has passed, it's just, hey, why is my kid so miserable."

A woman around saw that the young man measured the white light, and said to the blacksmith Zhang beside her angrily.

"Hmm"

How could Blacksmith Zhang have the heart to talk to her, his eyes stared at Zhang Tiesheng, his son was about to arrive.

He looked more nervous than his son.