The front yard of Xishan Fort is close to the center, and there is a circle of fields surrounded by tall black pines, which is very open. The air here is cooler than around the peach blossoms, and the inside is full of rich aura. It is a cultivation ground controlled by the formation, called the Seven Star Array. The newly recruited male disciples are arranged to practice here on weekdays, and around Taohuabi is a place for female disciples to cultivate.

Today's place to recruit new disciples is arranged in the Seven Star Array. At this moment, there were several members of the Xishan Fort standing in the north of the array, namely the castle lord Ximen Dayang in purple and red robes, Fan Changwuzhong, the chief manager of blue robes, Ji Yu, the elder in dark red robes, Mi Xi, the elder in dark red robes, Chu Qin, and the senior brother Suo Feng in red robes.

Behind them stood two rows of old disciples, the male disciples all in blue robes and the female disciples in pink robes.

There are strict rules for dress in the castle: those in the Mu Nian Realm wear green robes, those in the Iron Nian Realm wear blue robes, those in the Bronze Mind Realm are more special, the first realm wears a big red robe, and the middle and upper realms are dark red robes, and the silver Nian realm wears a purple and red robe. As for the god-level powerhouses of the Golden Mind Realm, none of them existed in the castles, and the figure in the pure purple robe could not be seen.

"It should be all here, let's take the roll call, starting with the female disciples, and the ones who have been ordered will return to 'in' and stand next to Elder Chu. Ximen Dayang issued an order in a loud voice, his voice was loud, and he used a trace of thought, which was very penetrating.

The process of getting new disciples started is very simple, a lot of work has been done in advance, they are all children of Xishan City, most of them know the roots, what they have to do now is to check the name and verify the correct body, as for the examination and selection process has been completed before this.

There are not many female disciples, there are ten in total. The female disciples were dressed differently from the male disciples, and they were all dressed in pale pink robes in the Mu Nian Realm, which matched their age. When it reaches the Iron Mind Realm, the pale pink turns pink, and after entering the Copper Mind Realm, there is no longer a difference between men and women.

"Piano sound. ”

"In. ”

I don't know why, when Fan Changwuzhong was the first to shout this name, with a crisp and pleasant reply, the heartbeat of the white-robed young man standing in the crowd suddenly accelerated, and his intuition told him that this girl named Qinyin was the owner of the peach blossom face that suddenly flashed in the sea of flowers and disappeared suddenly.

Qin Yin, dressed in a pale pink robe, walked out of the crowd lightly, came to a distance of nearly two feet away from Chu Qin, bowed deeply to Chu Qin, and then turned around leisurely and stood there quietly, with a faint smile on his face.

It's her, it's really her, Qin Yin, her name is Qin Yin, the name is the same as her person, it's all so beautiful!

The white-robed young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, but they suddenly dimmed.

As for why the disciples who were named turned around to face the outside of the fort, it was because there were two ceremonies to be done in the end, one was to say goodbye to their parents and the teacher who had nurtured them, and the other was to say goodbye to Xishan City, they could not take a single step out of the castle for three years, and there was also an oath here with the intention of fighting against the water.

The silence of Qin Yin was broken by a gaze, she was already in the upper realm of Mu Nian, and she was very sensitive to the induction of "special substances". She was the first to stand up to face everyone, and it was natural that she should accept the scrutiny of everyone's eyes, and she was already prepared in her heart, so when facing everyone, her demeanor was very indifferent, even if the hot eyes of the thirty young disciples gathered on her, it could not change her state of mind in the slightest.

There is a gaze that is very special, it breaks through everyone's gaze with a high-energy connotation, shoots through the defense line of her heart, and is directly imprinted on her soul.

Qin Yin's heart was excited, he took a deep breath, tried to stabilize his mind, and with a hint of annoyance, he followed the induction of his mind and swept towards the crowd.

However, that gaze disappeared, and she only saw a white-robed young man in the crowd, with a gloomy expression, but he stood out from the crowd, and he was a head above everyone.

Who is this white-robed young man? Is he also a disciple who is about to enter the castle? But why is he still wearing a white robe while standing in the crowd of people seeing him off? Aren't all the new disciples changing into green robes?

Thinking about these questions, before she knew it, there were already ten female disciples standing behind her, and the male disciples over there also began to roll call.

Soon, all thirty male disciples were lined up in two columns in front of Ji Yu and Mi Liu, and according to the predetermined enrollment indicators, the quota was now full, and the check was correct.

Fan Changwuzhong looked at Ximen Dayang, who raised his head and chested, ready to lecture the new disciples. A voice suddenly broke the temporary silence in the Seven Star Array.

"You pulled me down. ”

A white figure walked out of the crowd to see them off.

The silence was broken, and there was a buzz in the Seven Star Array, and everyone's eyes were all on the white-robed young man.

Ximen Dayang swept his eyebrows at the white-robed young man, turned his head slightly and asked, "Who is he?"

Fan Changwuzhong had already recognized the white-robed young man and was about to scold. Hearing Ximen Dayang's question, he hurriedly said: "Baili Huang, this child is sick, he is still a white man at the age of sixteen this year, and he is not recruited as a new disciple this time." ”

Ximen Dayang suddenly asked in a loud voice to Baili Huang, "Do you know the conditions for recruiting disciples in the castle?"

"Yes. Baili Huang replied.

"Then you're still here?" Ximen Dayang's voice was a little harsh, "You are sick and can't be a samurai." is also overage, even if he reaches the middle realm of Mu Nian, he is not qualified. ”

"As long as I can contribute to the Empire, I can do whatever I want when I get to the fort. Baili Huang looked at Ximen Dayang and replied very firmly.

Ximen Dayang shook his head, the tragic emotions in this child made people very helpless, and the words he said were also ridiculous. The castle is a place to train samurai, what are you doing with a white ding who can't cultivate?

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue robe hurriedly parted the crowd and came behind Baili Huang.

Ximen Dayang's eyes lit up, and he asked softly, "Is he the son of a hundred miles of elixir family?"

"Exactly. Fan Changwu replied.

"Okay, for the sake of your dedication to the country, Xishan Fort will make an exception to accept you, a disciple of Bai Ding. Ximen Dayang suddenly raised his voice.

Baili Huang looked excited, and waved his weak arms to cheer for victory. The blue-robed middle-aged man behind him looked angry and said bitterly: "Son, son of evil, son of war who doesn't know whether to live or die." ”

Baili Huang ignored the voice behind him. Ximen Dayang didn't see anything, and instructed Fan Changwu Zhongdao: "Conduct a farewell ceremony." ”

Fan Changwuzhong shouted in a deep voice at Baili Huang, who was standing outside stupidly: "Stand here." ”

Baili Huang looked ahead blankly. It's not that he likes to play dumb, it's that he doesn't know where to stand. The male disciples had already divided into two columns, a team of fifteen people, corresponding to their own elders, and he was not determined to follow the elders.

"Follow me. ”

A clear voice sounded, and the person who spoke was Suo Feng, the senior brother of the disciples of Xishan Fort in a big red robe, and he looked at Ximen Dayang at the same time, asking for the opinion of the castle lord with his eyes.

Ximen Dayang nodded in agreement after a little thought.

"Stand here. ”

Suo Feng stretched out his hand and pointed to the gap between the male and female disciples, there was no expression on his face, only silence.

The tall man, dressed in a white robe, walked stiffly to the position designated by Suo Feng under the gaze of everyone, bowed to Suo Feng in a similar manner, and then turned around.

He stood on a parallel line with Koto, only a stone's throw in between.

Qin Yin didn't look at him, and said in his heart: This white-robed boy has really become a disciple of Xishan Fort. In the future, there should be a joke in the West Hill Fort.

"Thanks, prostrate. Worship your parents. ”

Fan Changwu's long voice sounded, and Baili Huang knelt down with the disciples and kowtowed.

In the crowd, Baili Changsheng moistened the corners of his eyes, and a trembling voice came out in his heart, and asked Baili Huang, who was kneeling in front of him: Son, don't you want to die?

Baili Huang was dressed in a white robe, lined up in a row, looking so dazzling and lonely. But his expression was unusually determined. Early this morning, he sneaked out of his house. He had also asked his father for advice before, and the answer he received was: "If you don't want to order, you will go."

He had heard it so much that he numbly thought of it as "eat well". Born in a cultivation world that admires samurai, he was born without the root of thought, and once he thought about it, he would vomit and faint, what a sad thing. His 16 years have come through this sad atmosphere, and today, the sadness has become numb, and only an unyielding heart supports him, hoping that hope must be waiting for him ahead.

He came to the castle today with the confidence of victory, and no matter what way he used, he must become a disciple of the castle. Only by becoming a disciple in the castle can you have the opportunity to change the trajectory of your fate. He wants to be a useful person.

At home, no one forced him to cultivate, or even opposed him extremely strongly. And when he arrived in the castle, many disciples cultivating together would definitely be able to create a powerful mental aura, and he was deeply immersed in it, was there no possibility of change or breakthrough?

This was the simple but strong reason why he wanted to enter the castle. Unexpectedly, everything went unexpectedly well, and he had now officially become a disciple of Xishan Fort, even if it was a special white-robed disciple.

He knelt down very reverently, and he saw it in his moist eyes, and the father-son relationship was deep, and he knew what he was worried about. But what is the point of a useless person living past 100 years of age?

"Baili Changsheng, thank you for your nurturing grace and thank you for your care over the years. Go home and run your elixir business well, take care. ”

Baili Huang bowed deeply again.

The long and deep bell rang again, and a purple cloud rose into the sky on the verdant purple mountain, turning into a purple sword shadow, slashing towards the blue sky.