On the fifth day of December, the sun is shining.

The flow of people on the shore of Hanyue Lake in the imperial city was turbulent, and the soldiers in armor pulled up a long wall of people to block the onlookers from coming forward.

Young warriors from all over the world lined up in a long line, waiting to enter.

And young people with status like Zhang Tian naturally don't need to be like this,

He was invited into the floating platform built in the middle of the lake early and waited for the monks of the Sword Pavilion to come.

Zhang Tian and Li Sitong, Dabao and Shaochun stood in the southeast corner of the floating platform and talked in a low voice.

Except for Shaochun, who was slightly nervous, the three of them were calm.

There were nearly 100 young people standing on the floating platform, all of whom were the heirs of the princes and nobles in the east, and if it weren't for the fall of the prime minister, the number would have to at least double.

"I said, what time is it, why don't the people from the Sword Pavilion come?" Li Dabao yawned and was listless.

He drank with his fox friends last night, and only returned home in the middle of the night, and he was sleepy at this time.

"It should be soon."

Zhang Tian's eyes closed slightly, and he replied in a low voice, his ears moved slightly, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

I saw more than a dozen figures wearing moire robes falling on the stage, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward and guided the monks to walk up to the high platform and sit down.

The young talents who were still talking were all silent, and looked at the high platform with excitement in their eyes.

More than a dozen monks of the Azure Sword Pavilion, except for the white-bearded old man sitting in the middle, the rest were all young men and women, not very old.

Yan Yurou was impressively in the column, sitting on the right hand side of the old man, and on the left hand side of the old man was a star-eyed sword-eyed, extraordinary young man, about twenty-four or five, with no sadness or joy on his face, silently scanning the people below.

As if sensing the gaze, Yanyu's soft eyes came, and he smiled lightly in the direction of Li Sitong, Zhang Tian and others, and nodded.

The white-bearded old man did not procrastinate, glanced at his side, stood up and said loudly: "I am Xiao Yun, the elder of the outer gate of the Azure Sword Pavilion, this time on behalf of the Sword Pavilion East to recruit new people, for a period of three days, those with excellent qualifications can enter the Sword Pavilion to practice." ”

After speaking, the white-bearded old man raised his hand and waved, and six white light orbs floated out and landed on the six square tables that had been prepared under the stage a long time ago.

"Every time six people come forward, from the front to the back, no fighting, no private fighting, start!"

After the old man finished speaking, he sat back in his seat, and the official of the Ministry of Rites began to guide the six people standing at the front to come forward.

Zhang Tian and the four of them stood at the back, not in a hurry, and quietly observed.

The six people, five men and one woman who stepped forward, Zhang Tian's eyes were slightly condensed when he saw the girl's face, coincidentally, isn't this woman Hu Li.

Li Sitong glanced at Zhang Tian, obviously recognizing it, but did not speak.

The six of them stood in front of the six square tables, and put their palms on the white light orb.

After a while, the color of the white beads changed, four of them were gray, and two of them lit up with five-colored light, and among them was Hu Li.

Most of the monks on the stage frowned, and some even shook their heads slightly,

The white-bearded old man was expressionless, "If you don't have a qualification, come forward in the next row!" ”

Hu Li watched the jewel light up, and was about to be surprised, thinking that she had good qualifications, but how could she know that the old man's words instantly washed away her joy.

"Wait!"

Hu Li looked frightened, and bowed to the old man on the stage, "Elder, the treasure bead is bright and shiny, why is it not qualified?" ”

Hearing her words, the eyes of everyone on the stage looked at her, but the old man did not speak,

A male cultivator sitting on the right hand side snorted coldly, "Although you light up the spirit bead, your qualifications are too poor, it is a five-attribute miscellaneous spiritual root, and if you want to build a foundation, it is tantamount to an idiot's dream, even the miscellaneous disciples in the Sword Pavilion have four-attribute spiritual roots, so retreat." ”

For monks, the spiritual root in the body determines the strength of the qualification, and one year of cultivation by others is enough to withstand your rise from a few years to more than ten years.

Even if you are lucky enough to build a foundation, it is dispensable for the sect, so why not give the already more expensive resources to the disciples with better qualifications?

Therefore, in addition to cultivation, the sect pays more attention to personal qualifications, even if they are both foundation building monks, there is a huge gap in the treatment within the sect.

If the qualifications are good, the sect will do its best to cultivate, and those with poor qualifications will be laissez-faire, all by chance.

Hearing this, Hu Li's face turned pale.

The Hu family offended Zhang Yi because he fell in love with the prime minister Xu's family, and now the prime minister has fallen into the crime of treason, and even the nine clans and his henchmen have been uprooted.

Her father Hu Guang was also dismissed from his official position, but this time it took a lot of money to get the opportunity, who knew that it was such a result, and his heart was suddenly like ashes.

Hu Li was led down by the officials of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Tian didn't look at her more, the road was taken by herself, and if she went wrong, she should bear the consequences.

The test went quickly, and most of it went down in less than half an hour, but the results were not satisfactory.

Among the dozens of people, only two were selected with three spirit roots and four spirit roots, and they received a token from the white-bearded old man.

As a group of people on the stage were invited, Zhang Tian glanced at his companions around him, and walked up with Shaochun, whose little hands were trembling.

"Don't be afraid, you cultivated the exercises so fast at the beginning, you must have no bad qualifications."

Shaochun pursed her mouth, "What if, what if I don't have the qualifications?" Are you going to be separated from the young master? ”

Zhang Tian smiled, "If you can't go to the Sword Pavilion, I won't go either, young master, and I'll take you to the rivers and lakes!" ”

Walking to the front of the stage, he let go of Shaochun's little hand, gave her an encouraging look, took a deep breath, and covered his palm over the white beads.

The white beads were slightly cool in his hand, which shocked Zhang Tian's spirits, and in just a few breaths, the beads under his hands lit up.

Red, earth yellow, and blue and green appeared, Zhang Tian raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, as Jiang Wu said, he was the three attributes of fire, earth and wood!

The white-bearded old man on the stage glanced at Zhang Tian and nodded slightly, the three-attribute spiritual root is the minimum standard for outer disciples, at least the cultivation can reach the late stage of foundation building, and it is not impossible to marry Dan if there is an opportunity.

The fire wood spirit root is also suitable for refining medicine, and maybe in the future, he will be able to make achievements in the elixir.

The old man waved his hand, and a wooden talisman fell on Zhang Tian's table,

Zhang Tian's expression was as usual, put away the wooden sign carved with the flying sword, took half a step back, and looked at Shaochun on the side.

Shaochun's little hand trembled slightly, gently resting on the white beads, holding his breath, please, please, there must be a spiritual root!

With a breeze blowing, the spirit bead under her palm lit up with a faint light, and when she saw the light above, many people on the stage were all happy, and they turned their heads and ears.

Even Yan Yurou, who had been looking at the lake, looked over.

The white-bearded old man's eyes lit up, and he flicked his beard, "Mizuki Twin Spirit Roots!" Girl, what's your name? ”

Shaochun first glanced back at the young master, and when he saw that the young master's eyes were slightly happy, he breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed slightly to the old man on the stage, "Little girl Shaochun." ”

"Hehe, very good, today is a worthwhile trip." The old man smiled, raised his hand and threw out a talisman that fell into Shaochun's palm.

The Twin Spirit Roots are more than a hundred times less than the people of the Three Spirit Roots, basically as long as you cultivate hard, you will definitely be married in the future!

Such a disciple will definitely be taken under the command of an elder in the sect in the future, so the old man's attitude is obviously much kinder, and even the many monks on the stage look at Shaochun with kindness.

The world of cultivating immortals is very realistic and easy to understand, either you have strength, or you have qualifications, and you will be respected by others.