"Wow, so many people. ”

In front of those two gates, two long lines lined up, coming forward from time to time.

An Sheng was amazed, and hurriedly grabbed Yin Ziqing's wrist and ran forward quickly.

"Hurry up, or I don't know how long it will take." ”

The two came to the end of the long dragon and lined up, and one after another there were new arrivals, and they continued to continue.

The efficiency of the advance is nowhere near as good as the increase in the number of people.

"How long is this going to be?"

An Sheng pursed his mouth, looking impatient, but he could only be patient.

After hearing An Sheng's words, the people in front turned their heads.

A man in blue said, "Which time is this not the case? In this southern city, only this family of poor people can enter, how many people have broken their heads?"

"That is, once you successfully enter the sect and become a cultivator, it will be a earth-shaking change. ”

Another man in yellow said with a wistful look in his eyes, "Cultivator, that's an incomparably noble status.

Compared to them, these ordinary people are like mustard.

"Once you become a cultivator, even if your cultivation is not high, you can still mix up an official and a half-position in this city, so you don't need to be a tired ordinary person again. ”

"When the time comes, the family members will also enjoy the blessings and become cultivators, which can be described as a carp jumping over the dragon gate!" another person said loudly.

An Sheng couldn't help but scratch his little brain when he heard the excited discussion of several people, "That's not right, then, with so many people signing up, won't the number of cultivators be too many?"

"Huh?"

Several people were stunned, and then they reacted, and they all laughed, and even the people from the other team couldn't help but smile helplessly when they heard it, looking at Ansheng who was confused.

"What are you laughing at, you're sick!" An Sheng frowned and glared at the man covering his mouth next to him, who quickly coughed a few times and put away his smile, but the smile in his eyes was even stronger.

"Who is this......" An Sheng scolded in his heart.

At this time, the man in blue in front of him could barely hold back a smile, and said with a sincere face: "Isn't there tens of thousands of people who sign up every year?

Yin, who was watching the play on the side, heard the man's words, showed a surprised look, and asked, "Then why do so many people come to sign up?

After hearing this, several people suddenly showed a ghostly look, it seems that these two people are not aware of the rules of the sect at all.

"Actually, most people don't do it for the sake of becoming disciples inside, but because of others. ”

The man in yellow smiled and explained in a soft voice.

"If you don't become a disciple, then what do you want?"

The man in yellow continued: "Disciples of poor families like us have to be selected by the judges, and only those with extraordinary talents can be admitted to the sect as disciples, and the only way for most people to enter the sect is to do miscellaneous labor.

"Miscellaneous servant, do you do laundry and cooking?" An Sheng asked with a wink of puzzled eyes.

"That's right, miscellaneous servants are doing these hard jobs to serve others, and each disciple in the sect has dozens or even hundreds of miscellaneous servants to take care of their daily lives, without us poor disciples doing miscellaneous labor, their manpower is simply not enough. ”

The man in yellow continued, but his eyes couldn't help but dim, because the talents of several of them were not good, and most of them ended up like this.

I don't know if I can become a real disciple of Qingxuanmen.

"However, there are also advantages to being a handyman here, the treatment is much better than that of ordinary people, and there is also the opportunity to listen to lectures, and if you express your strength, you may also be accepted as a disciple. ”

Yin Ziqing and An Sheng lowered their heads and pondered after hearing this, they didn't know such a thing before, but they didn't expect that this Qingxuanmen would have such rules.

However, the two of them glanced at each other, and they were relieved in their hearts, it seemed that they could be a handyman even if they didn't become disciples, and they still had a chance.

As long as you can enter the Qingxuan Gate, everything still has a chance.

"By the way, since the disciples of the Han Sect have no muscles and no one can become disciples, who are the disciples in the sect?" An Sheng asked.

The eyes of several people dimmed a little, because they thought of the gap between them and those people, from the beginning, they had lost a lot.

"Most of the disciples of the sect are the heirs of those noble families, and those people let their juniors enter the sect to experience, obtain the resources of the sect, and wait until the cultivation is successful and then serve the family. ”

"Moreover, they are not different from us laymen, those proud sons of heaven have been subjected to all kinds of tempering since childhood, and they are ready to enter the spirit early on, and when the time comes, it will come naturally. ”

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Before the sun rose the next day, Yin Ziqing and An Sheng cleaned up in the backyard together.

Because he had no money but wanted to enter the Qing Xuanmen, he was arranged by Lu Daochang to work as a miscellaneous servant.

And An Sheng, who cleaned with him, was a child from the countryside, and came here for the same purpose, but he became a handyman with Yin Ziqing.

But they were lucky, people like them didn't say there were hundreds, but they won the two of them.

They have the benefit of being able to attend with their apprentices outside the door after their work is done.

"And the left wall has not been swept, you go and clean it up, I will go to the back mountain to fetch water first. Yin Ziqing looked at An Sheng, who was the same age as him, and wanted to cultivate from the countryside to Nancheng to change his fate. Yin Ziqing has a good impression of him.

Ann grew up very spiritual, but a little too feminine, with a fair face with big eyes, and white limbs that did not look like a country worker at all. And the long silky black hair was tied back by him.

Last night until midnight he kept asking Ansheng if he was a woman, until Ansheng denied that he was impatient and grabbed the wooden barrel next to him and threw it at him.

Yin Ziqing rubbed his nose with his hand when he thought of this, the wooden barrel smashed last night really hurt.

"Well, go ahead. Ansheng looked around at the ground and walked to the left wall.

It must be swept before dawn, because the morning sun is beginning and the aura is vigorous, which is a good time to cultivate. The apprentices who sign up will receive guidance from their mentor at this time to enter the spiritual realm.

An Sheng and Yin Ziqing can observe the guidance of their mentors outside the hospital.

The sun had risen in the east, and An Sheng and Yin Ziqing were sitting under the big tree in front of the courtyard gate.

They have finished all their chores, and now they are waiting for the Taoist master of Qingxuanmen to come and teach.

The apprentices also arrived in the backyard one after another, and they wanted to reach the spiritual realm as soon as possible in order to become Qingxuan disciples as soon as possible.

Yin Ziqing held a piece of grass in his mouth and watched the apprentices coming and going next to An Sheng.

Most of them were dressed in fine silk, and there were some well-dressed teenagers, but they all exuded extraordinary energy.

It seems that even Qingxuan has followed the customs, and the people he accepts are all the children of the nobility. But if this is the case, won't all the talented people in the poor family be buried?

Yin Ziqing couldn't help but feel that the rules of these sects were too unfriendly to the Han Sect.

"Haha, of course!" A burst of laughter came, and everyone looked sideways.

A young man dressed in gorgeous clothes came up the steps, accompanied by two people who walked with him, looking like a servile who pleases his master.

Yin Ziqing raised his eyebrows, he knew this person.

Lu family, Lu Fengnian.

Yin Ziqing looked at Lu Fengnian and pouted, Lu Fengnian's name was what he heard from An Sheng, and when An Sheng first entered the city, he was robbed of the coils on his body by the Lu family in the name of tolls.

He knew that the Lu family started in this way, but he didn't expect that it had become a family in Nancheng.

However, he is quite envious of Lu Ruffian, who has changed from a second-rate son to the current head of the Lu family.

Scraping oil on the common people all day long, the people above have to ask him for help when they do some unclean things, and the family business is not very capable, but it is alive and moist.

Lu Fengnian is also extremely arrogant and domineering because of this, the heirs of the big family disdain to pay attention to him, and the subordinates are not as powerful as him.

Lu Fengnian felt that someone was watching him, and when he looked under the tree, he found that Yin Ziqing was looking at him playfully with a piece of grass in his mouth.

"Little Wang Ba Lamb, what are you looking at?" Lu Fengnian walked towards Yin Ziqing, he had just been slapped by the two entourage of young men, but he didn't expect to be stared at by a poor boy, which made him very unhappy.

Yin Ziqing watched Lu Fengnian come over, still sitting comfortably under the tree, and An Sheng secretly pulled Yin Ziqing's hand next to him.

Yin Ziqing ignored An Sheng and continued to stare at Lu Fengnian, wanting to see what kind of demon he was going to be.

"Break his legs and feet for me!" When Lu Fengnian was halfway there, he suddenly shouted at the two teenagers who were following him.

He originally thought that Yin Ziqing would show a frightened look, and then he would sneer in front of him, but he didn't expect Yin Ziqing to still look at him without fear, and he was suddenly angry.

Wait for Lao Tzu to ruin your legs, see if you are afraid.

Except for a few people who still walked to the backyard unmoved, all of the people around stopped to watch the excitement.

Among the children of these families, who doesn't know that this little overlord Lu Fengnian is bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and is overbearing, and he is also well-known in their circle.

Now this redneck boy has provoked the little bully, and I don't know how he will be tortured.

The two entourages heard Lu Fengnian's words, and walked towards Yin Ziqing while moving their muscles and bones, their names were Lin Wen, Lin Wu, the young master of the Lin family in Nancheng, the old man of the Lin family started with Lu Ruffian, and has always played the role of a thug.

And the two of them have also practiced in the martial arts gym since they were children, and they are Lu Fengnian's personal slaves.

Yin Ziqing looked at the two people who came and adjusted his posture slightly. An Sheng on the side was desperately pulling Yin Ziqing's clothes.

Why is this person like this, he caused a big disaster as soon as he came in, and he was still sitting here until he was dying.

Isn't your leg scared?

An Sheng looked at Yin Ziqing and was about to die.

"Whew!" A fist wind struck, and Lin Wen had already reached Yin Ziqing and swung his fist in front of him.

He has been practicing martial arts with martial artists since he was a child, and Lin Wen is confident that this punch will shatter Yin Ziqing's nose.

Just as he was about to hit, Yin Ziqing suddenly tilted his head to the side and dodged Lin Wen's fist.

"Huh?" Lin Wen didn't expect Yin Ziqing to be able to dodge his fist, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, his move was invincible before.