Lin Qingyu waited until everyone was gone, and then took the ticket and exchanged it for more than 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones.

"It's a good feeling to be rich! I have a special spirit when I walk!" Lin Qingyu couldn't help but sigh when he got the spirit stone.

Lin Qingyu had been staying in this exchange for a while, and when he came out, it was already sunset, and the sky was gradually darkening. Lin Qingyu bought three tents and sped up his pace towards the west gate of Fang City.

Not far away, Lin Qingyu saw Wu Jie and Ye Xingyue waiting at the west gate. So they ran forward, and after a few pleasantries, they found a good place around and set up a tent.

was speechless all night, except for Ye Xingyue, who talked a lot in her sleep. Wu Jie and Lin Qingyu were both cultivating, and they could feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in the tent from time to time.

In the past few days, the three of them have either been casually strolling around the market or cultivating in tents. After a few days like this, it was finally the day when the Cangyun Sect selected disciples.

In the early morning, the market was bustling with activity, but today it seems very deserted.

Lin Qingyu, Wu Jie, Ye Xingyue, the three of them got up early in the morning, and they originally wanted to go to the Cangyun Sect as soon as possible to wait, but there were too many people, and the three of them didn't want to join in the excitement except Ye Xingyue.

"Brother Qingyu, let's go when the audition starts!" Wu Jie sighed and said softly.

Lin Qingyu thought about it, anyway, if you can choose, you will definitely be selected, and if you can't choose, it's useless for you to enter first. He sat on the grass, humming a little song and waiting.

After a while, Lin Qingyu heard a loud voice from the top of the stairs.

"This sect, the triennial disciple audition is now open, please all those under the age of twenty who are interested in joining this sect to gather on this big platform. It sounded like an old man's voice quickly spreading everywhere.

Lin Qingyu and Wu Jie, Ye Xingyue heard that they hurriedly got up and ran towards the top of the stairs.

Climbing the stairs, Lin Qingyu and the three of them arrived at the big platform on the mountain. The first thing that caught my eye was the crowd of black pressing, and Lin Qingyu roughly estimated that there were about three or four thousand people. After that, he casually looked around, except for a group of Cangyun Sect disciples surrounding the platform, which was the big stone pillar in front of him. In the center of the big stone pillar sat two men and a woman, both middle-aged people, and next to them sat two old men.

I saw one of the old men look around, then nodded and got up and said loudly: Okay, okay, everyone be quiet. ”

So many people on this platform were originally noisy and noisy, and suddenly became silent.

"Ahem, first of all, welcome all the young talents of the Cangyun Sect to participate in my Cangyun Sect's triennial introductory assessment. The assessment of our sect is divided into two levels, and if you can pass the assessment, you can enter our sect. In the assessment, we will divide your grades into excellent, medium, and inferior grades. I hope you will work hard and strive to become the new blood of my Cangyun Sect!"

"Okay, without further ado, let's start the first assessment first. First of all, the three elders of our sect's cabinet will put pressure on you, as long as you can hold on to one pillar of incense, this level will be passed. When the old man had finished speaking, he turned and kowtowed to the two men and women who were sitting in the middle, not knowing what he was saying, and then sat back down.

Lin Qingyu nodded, and at the beginning, he guessed that the three people sitting in the middle should be quite young, but he didn't expect it to be the elder.

"I just don't know who is better than Cang Song. He muttered a little, then turned his attention back to the three elders.

Suddenly, I saw the middle-aged man sitting in the middle, slammed the chair, flew up directly, landed on the stone pillar, and then glanced at the assessment crowd.

"I am the fourth elder of the Cangyun Sect cabinet~ Pu Yan, I will put pressure on you in this assessment, but don't worry, I will control the strength, and you will do your best to resist. I saw the middle-aged man's knife-like face and deep eyes. As if to see through everything, a few timid people were directly stunned by Pu Yan's eyes.

The people present at the assessment were very nervous, and Lin Qingyu also stared at Pu Yan intently. I saw Pu Yan shouting, and a spiritual pressure swept towards everyone on the platform.

Lin Qingyu stumbled and almost fell, then gritted his teeth and barely stabilized his figure.

"A strong man worthy of being a Spirit Venerable, putting pressure on so many people, and under the condition of controlling the strength, they are all so strong!" Lin Qingyu looked at some of the people around him who fell directly, and some of them spit blood out of their mouths, and looked at Wu Jie again in a blink of an eye.

Wu Jie is okay, his expression is relatively calm, compared to usual, except for a more serious expression.

Lin Qingyu smiled bitterly and said to Wu Jie: Wu Jie, why are you so powerful?

Wu Jie turned his head to stare at Lin Qingyu, frowned, shook his head and did not speak.

Seeing that Wu Jie didn't speak, Lin Qingyu turned his head to look at Ye Xingyue. Although Ye Xingyue was a ninth-order spirit disciple, his combat experience and endurance were worse than his own, and sure enough, his pale face looked particularly weak.

"If it goes on like this, I don't know if the spiritual power in my body is enough. Lin Qingyu wasn't just worried about herself, but also Ye Xingyue. Although it is only the time of a pillar of incense, in order to resist this spiritual pressure, it is indeed too much consumption. Lin Qingyu looked at the pillar on the stage burning more than half of the incense, and couldn't help but show bitterness.

"Pu Yan has been pressuring for almost a pillar of incense, but he didn't expect that there were only more than 300 people. The middle-aged female elder said casually.

"Hehe, Feng Yilian, these three hundred people must also have something extraordinary. Do you have a good seedling?" another middle-aged elder dressed as a scholar looked at the female elder with a smile.

"Good seedlings? I can't talk about it, just a few that are pleasing to the eye. I don't know how Changqing you are, but which junior has entered your eyes? You must know that among the elders of this cabinet, except for the old man Cangsong, who has only accepted one disciple, you have received the least number of disciples. Feng Yilian asked with a little doubt.

"Haha, let's wait and see!" He Changqing smiled and stopped talking. Feng Yilian didn't pay attention to this when she saw this, and turned her head to look at the crowd of auditions.

Finally, the pillar of incense was finally burned. Lin Qingyu suddenly felt like centuries had passed, and sat down on the ground. Lin Qingyu looked at the people around him while breathing. Except for Wu Jie and a few other people who were standing, the others were either lying or sitting.

Lin Qingyu sighed secretly: Damn, I didn't expect this martial artist to be so good. In this case, you can still stand straight. ”

Wu Jie just turned his head and saw Lin Qingyu staring at him, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and seemed to see Lin Qingyu's thoughts, walked up to Lin Qingyu and said: I have always wanted to take the sword cultivation route, so I often hone my courage and ability to resist pressure. The time for this kind of spiritual pressure to stick to a pillar of incense is also relatively easy for me. ”

Lin Qingyu listened to Wu Jie's explanation, nodded, and thought about it, this martial artist's cultivation was higher than himself, and he often honed himself. This kind of spiritual pressure is really nothing.

"It seems that the last time you competed with me, he also released water!" Lin Qingyu patted the dust on his body and laughed at himself.

After resting for a while, Lin Qingyu and Wu Jie both stood beside Ye Xingyue, and Ye Xingyue's pale little face gradually turned rosy. Immediately getting up, the three of them stood together, waiting for the next level to come.

After a while, the people of the Cangyun Sect took the unqualified ones down the mountain, and at first glance, there were probably only about three hundred people on the platform. I have to say that the assessment of this Cangyun Sect is very strict, and ninety percent of the people are brushed down in the first level alone. And how many people will be brushed in the second level is unknown.