Wang Wujiu knows the working principle of the Tianzi Stone, there are eight veins of the Qi Sutra in the human body, and there are many key points, these eight veins are in charge of qi and blood, and the key is in the palm of luck, when the tester holds the Tianzi Stone tightly, the aura contained in this stone will follow the arm to investigate the tester's qi and blood vigor, the degree of occlusion of the knot, etc., and then through the formation given on the Tianzi Stone can comprehensively evaluate the tester's talent.

This method of aptitude assessment is not comprehensive, and it is only suitable for ordinary people who have not stepped into the door of cultivation, Hu Feng, the famous sword cultivator Hu Feng in Hu Feng Village, the test result on the aptitude stone was only "green", and he did not join the various major sects in the end.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Hu Feng was able to find another way, breaking through to the peak of Yuanying in just one hundred years, and achieving a peerless legend.

"Brother Sun, Brother Sun, do you think I should waste time here?" Although Wang Wujiu was queuing, he was very entangled in his heart, after all, with his current strength, these tricks to test mortals were just pediatrics.

The spirit monkey in the blazing purple flame had a slight golden eye, but he just looked at him and did not give an answer.

Wang Wujiu turned his head and looked at Chu Xialan, who was full of excitement behind her, she had already changed into ordinary women's clothes, the light-colored Luo skirt was inlaid with silver lace, the water-blue gauze ribbon surrounded Yingying's thin waist, and a jade hairpin was inserted in the simple bundled hair crown, although this costume was not ostentatious, but it was very decent. She frowned slightly, as if the willow leaves were dancing with the spring breeze, and her little head poked forward, which was very cute.

The young man looked at her, and his heart suddenly settled down a lot.

They all said that cultivation is about diligent cultivation and hard work, and that one should have no distractions and concentrate on one's work. But Wang Wujiu doesn't think so, the matter of cultivation is indeed as heavy as Mount Tai, is the rest really as light as a feather, can you throw it away at will?

If you really do what they say, doing things for the sake of cultivation, and making decisions based solely on benefits, then won't that person become a cultivation machine? As a human being, there are seven emotions, and it is precisely because of the six desires.

What's more, he promised Cui Rushan before that he would win the Wind Sword Meeting.

This is the rule of life.

Thinking of this, the young man's mind was much clearer, and his heart was no longer entangled.

"Why are you looking at me, line up your line!" Seeing Wang Wujiu turning sideways and looking at herself in a daze, Rao is face also turned red, and pushed the young man over at this moment.

The team was slowly advancing, and most of the testers in front of them were mediocre, and the colors displayed on the aptitude stones were mainly cyan blue, and only occasionally someone measured green or other colors. Wang Wujiu saw that a young man in front of him jumped up excitedly when he saw the Tianqi Stone in his hand appear yellow, yellow has higher qualifications than green, and it is more rare, which means that he has a great possibility of successfully joining the Bishan Sword Sect.

"What? This guy is actually an orange qualification! ”

The crowd in front of him began to stir, and even the Outer Gate Elder in charge of the test couldn't help but stand up when he looked at the bright orange light on the Tianzhi Stone.

It's been a long time since they have had an orange talent in Baiyun Peak! Moreover, there is a faint bright red in this orange, this person's talent, among the current disciples of Bishan, I am afraid that except for Luoye Mountain, which was red at the time, no one is more talented than him.

"What's your name? Who? The Outer Gate Elder asked excitedly.

"My name is Han Teng, a native of Changshan, Jizhou." The young man put down the talent stone in his hand, his eyes were burning, obviously, he didn't expect his talent to be so high.

"Okay, okay, this is your jade card, you can use this jade card to allocate housing to the deacon hall." The elder of the outer gate personally took out the jade plate and handed it to Han Teng.

He now looks at Han Teng as a mother-in-law who looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more pleasing it becomes.

This kind of genius can be said to have booked the seats of the inner disciple or even the true disciple in advance, even if he can't pass the second round of assessment, the Bishan Sword Sect will not let such a genius fall to other sects.

Wang Wujiu, who was still queuing in the back, heard the hustle and bustle, no wonder the more he looked at the young man, the more familiar he became, it turned out to be Qi Yang's old friend.

"Han Teng!" Wang Wujiu turned sideways and waved his hand to greet Han Teng.

The people in line looked at this stupid and poorly dressed teenager with stupid eyes, and couldn't help but sneer in their hearts. Now everyone has it, and this kind of approach is too clumsy, right?

Han Teng took the jade plaque and followed the outer disciples of the Sword Sect towards the deacon hall when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He fixed his eyes and saw that a teenager not far away was waving to him excitedly, and the young girls who were still queuing up next to him also showed friendly smiles when they saw him looking at this side, and even a few girls secretly sent autumn waves to him.

Han Teng finally recognized from the crowd that the young man who greeted him was Wang Wujiu, who relieved Qiyang's predicament that day. He wondered in his heart, didn't Wang Wujiu already step into the ranks of monks? How did it appear at the Tempest Sword Meeting?

"Don't stay, do you still want to enter the Sword Sect, hurry up and follow me!" The outer disciple next to him, Mo Jiu, urged impatiently.

Han Teng thought about it, according to the terrifying strength of that guy, it should be a piece of cake if he wanted to enter the sect, and there would be a chance to meet in the future.

Coupled with Mo Jiu's continuous urging, Han Teng nodded from a distance, and followed Mo Jiu out of the square.

Because the distance was too far, the teenagers and girls couldn't see Han Teng's facial movements clearly, and they only thought that Han Teng didn't know Wang Wujiu, so they sneered at Wang Wujiu.

"If you want to cling to it, you can't find a suitable object, Senior Brother Han is a genius with orange-red qualifications, can people take care of you? I don't look at myself as poor and sour. ”

The name of the person who spoke was Geng Liao, and his family was the descendant of Geng Yi, the founding minister of the Han Dynasty, a hereditary marquis, which can be said to be a noble family of the high family. This time he participated in the Wind Sword Meeting, he passed the verification of the Tianzhi Stone as early as when he was at home, and his qualification was yellow, and entering the Sword Sect was a sure thing.

Although the young man in front of him was neatly dressed, he was coarse and ragged, not like he had come to participate in the sword meeting, but as if he had come to beg along the way.

Wang Wujiu glanced at Geng Liao, who was commanding, but instead of being angry, he smiled, and chatted with Chu Xialan beside him.

The gap between him and these people now is like an elephant to a mayfly, Geng Liao's words fell on his ears, but it was just a buzzing of flies and insects, and it was nothing at all.

"You!" Geng Liao saw that he was completely ignored by Wang Wujiu, and the young master of Houmen's temper was about to attack, and at this time he also noticed Chu Xialan who was hiding beside Wang Wujiu.

Why didn't he notice just now that there was still this beautiful woman beside him, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"Sister, look at his poor and sour appearance, what is there to talk to him!" Geng Liao paced to Chu Xialan, cleared his throat, and made a humble gentleman: "Sister, I'll let you cut in line, come in front of me, and we'll just talk, okay?" ”

Chu Xialan was discussing some things about cultivation with Wang Wujiu, and now that she was disturbed, Liu Mei immediately frowned: "Get out." ”