In each scattered cultivation phalanx, there is a deacon of Qingfeng Sect with a few disciples, announcing the assessment conditions and precautions.

Bai Zichen stayed behind and listened to a rough idea.

To sum it up, those who have two hearts and try to conceal their identities to infiltrate Qingfeng Gate, once they find out, their souls will be destroyed.

With the deacon's order, the examination officially began.

The first thing to assess is a large number of miscellaneous disciples, as for the outer disciples, many of them have already been determined, and there are high-grade immortal seedlings recommended by Qingfeng Sect disciples from all over the world, or young disciples sent by various immortal cultivation families.

For these people, the assessment of outer disciples is just a formality.

As for the casual cultivators to become outer disciples, there is still a chance in the previous years, but this year, the number of applicants has doubled, and the average level of those new monks is not low. If Montenegrin Loose Cultivator wants to become an outer disciple, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

At the top of the queue was a short and fat young man, tremblingly walked to a bronze mirror that was testing cultivation, and when he went there, as the deacon of Qingfeng Gate played a mana, the bronze mirror quickly showed the person's information.

"Twenty-six years old, four spirit roots, three layers of qi refining...... Among the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, is there anything you are good at? ”

This bronze mirror is refined by the elders of the Qingfeng Gate Refining Hall, and it belongs to a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it does not have the slightest effect of killing the enemy and protecting the body, and the only function is to quickly identify the age, cultivation, and spiritual root, but it is only effective for monks in the Qi refining period.

"Deacon, I have been practicing the Fa hard in the lower part of the world, and I have never practiced the hundred arts......

The short and fat young man was asked by the deacon of Qingfeng Gate, sweating nervously, and stammered.

"Alright, let's go down."

The middle-aged deacon waved his hand, not intending to talk more, and motioned for the next one to step forward.

Before the mountain gate was opened, Elder Ni had instructed several of their deacons to greatly improve the recruitment standards this year.

Anyway, there were only one hundred and twenty disciples from the outer sect, and the middle-aged deacon glanced at the crowded scattered cultivation phalanx in the distance, and took a sip of spiritual tea with a relaxed expression.

A series of scattered cultivators were eliminated in the first level of the bronze mirror body viewing link, which made Lu Song's nervous hands wrapped together and rubbed back and forth.

"Lu Xiaoyou, don't be nervous, the old man will go up and explore the way for you."

Old man Tong patted Lu Song on the shoulder and walked out first.

"Age fifty-nine, five spirit roots, three-layer qi refining ......"

The middle-aged deacon looked at the information revealed on the bronze mirror artifact, and sighed.

"At your age, you're still here for the entrance assessment...... Let's talk about my other skills. ”

"Lord Deacon, the old man will only farm all his life...... When he was young, he planted mortal rice in the countryside, and after cultivating immortals, he mixed around to make spiritual farmers for people, and planted three kinds of spiritual grasses in his life, such as Yangyan grass, Xuanyin grass, and bitter lotus leaves, and two kinds of blood ginseng rice and red light rice. The harvest of spiritual grass can reach the normal level of the market, and the harvest of spiritual rice can exceed the market by two percent......"

"I also took care of ten acres of spiritual land alone, what to plant, how to fiddle with the spiritual field all left to me...... In the past ten years, he has earned hundreds of spirit stones for the master's family. ”

The more Old Man Tong spoke, the more confident he became, he had spent his whole life farming, without any inheritance, relying on his own research, and he had just become a formal spiritual planter.

The originally flattering and obscene face, at this time, talked eloquently, and actually had a bit of a high-level cultivation.

"Spirit planter, he also has experience in planting a variety of spiritual grass and spiritual rice, and can even distinguish spiritual energy and fiddle with spiritual fields......"

The middle-aged deacon was helpless from the beginning, but he became very serious, if everything that the old man said was true, this person could already be regarded as a first-order high-grade spirit planter, and even touched the edge of a second-order spirit planter.

"You're telling the truth...... You tell me about your background and the general trajectory of your life over the years. ”

This deacon originally wanted to ask about the authenticity of the spirit plant, but after thinking about it, since it was a loose cultivator in Montenegro County, and he had many years of experience in taking care of the spirit land for others, as long as Qingfeng Gate checked it, it would be clear, and he couldn't fake it at all.

Old man Tong truthfully reported his place of origin and his movements in recent years.

The middle-aged deacon took the detailed resume of the old man Tong copied by the disciples around him, and nodded with satisfaction: "If everything you said is true, you have already entered my mountain gate and can be regarded as a miscellaneous disciple." ”

"However, the official miscellaneous disciple identity token and supporting items can only be issued after the sect has been investigated, and the answer will be available in three days at most."

The middle-aged deacon's tone was much more relaxed, although he was only a miscellaneous disciple, but those who could earn spirit stones for the sect were much more popular than those miscellaneous disciples who could only fight the law and did not have much cultivation potential.

When Old Man Tong arrived in Qingfeng Gate like this, he could play a greater role, and it was by no means as simple as him taking care of a few acres of spiritual land in the outside world.

Hearing the affirmation of the middle-aged deacon, the old man Tong's face turned red, and he asked two times in a row in disbelief, and when he was confirmed, he cried excitedly.

"It's done, I'm done...... Old man, I have finally become a disciple of the sect, you can't deceive me anymore in the future......"

The old man wiped his tears, cried and laughed.

There is no one who laughs at the casual cultivation in the field, they all empathize, it is indeed too difficult for the scattered cultivation in Montenegro!

Otherwise, how can it be spread, becoming a miscellaneous disciple of Qingfeng Gate is equivalent to Yuelongmen.

Seeing that Old Man Tong successfully passed the assessment, Jiang Shu jumped up happily, and Yanli's face was flushed.

"Little Brother Bai, Big Brother Lu, Old Man Tong has passed, he has become a disciple of Qingfeng Sect, it's really good...... Hey, what about Brother Bai? ”

Jiang Shu wanted to celebrate with his two companions, but found that Lu Song was the only one around him, but the little brother Bai, who had a good impression of him, was gone.

"I was still on the side just now, why don't you go to other phalanxes and try to assess the outer disciples......

Looking left and right, he couldn't find any trace of this little brother Bai who had not known him for a few days, Jiang Shu's heart was a little sour, and his interest was lowered.

The passage of the first miscellaneous disciple was still an old man who was not amazing, which stimulated the fighting spirit of the casual cultivators in the field, and they all rushed forward to let the bronze mirror spirit weapon contemplate the body.

However, after Old Man Tong, among the dozens of people, only one fourth-layer Qi refining monk who had been serving in a trading house in Fang City for many years passed the assessment and became a miscellaneous disciple.

This middle-aged monk who has done court worship, whether it is a magic weapon or a pill spirit grass, as long as he can determine the effect at a glance, he can estimate the treasure.

The middle-aged deacon thought about it and thought, this ability is purely based on experience, and it is not in the cultivation of immortals.

But such a talent, the sect will always be useful when the time comes, and with a stroke of the pen, he will also be given.

After it was Lu Song's turn to play, as soon as the results of the thirty-one-year-old, four-spirit root, and four-layer bronze mirror of qi refining came out, the middle-aged deacon thought about it and thought about it, and finally gave it a pending decision.

At this age, this cultivation, there is no need to think about building a foundation, even in the later stage of qi refining, it depends on luck.

Among the outer disciples of Qingfeng Sect, any one of them is more valuable to cultivate than Lu Song.

He didn't have any other skills, so he really deviated from the direction of Qingfeng Sect's recruitment of miscellaneous disciples this year.

But the middle-aged deacon thought that Lu Song was not too old, and he had cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining, and he could also run errands for many people, and see if there was enough place for the final miscellaneous disciples, and then make a final decision.