The selection of disciples by the sect is divided into two times, the first time each sect selects five first, in order to show fairness, each disciple of the talent level can only select a maximum of two disciples from a sect, so as to avoid all the potential disciples being picked by the top few disciples. The first to choose the Green Pine Sect naturally took the lead in selecting the only little tiger with a cyan talent level, plus two children with a green talent level and two children with a yellow talent level.

When they selected Xiaohu away, the faces of the other three sects of the four major sects were not good-looking, obviously they had never gotten a disciple with a talent level of cyan, but the cultivation of Qingsong Dao people was there, and no one dared to say anything, besides, this selection method was also unanimously agreed upon by everyone, and the selection order was also decided by the annual competition, so no one had any objections.

The four major sects have all selected suitable disciples, but the other sects are not so lucky. The speed of selection was very fast, because long in the testing process, the elders of many sects had already determined their target disciples, and estimated the probability of which ones they could choose a little more, so there was no hesitation in choosing. Even so, there were still some white-bearded veterans who carefully touched each disciple's muscles and bones before deciding whether to pick them up or not. These children are like goods in the market, but they are happy to pick each of them.

Because there are the most disciples at the red talent level, there is no limit to the number of red disciples to select, and in the end, Mu Yu found a very embarrassing phenomenon, after a round of selecting disciples, none of their group of gray talent disciples were selected!

Mu Yu knew that according to this selection method, even after the second round, it was impossible for these gray talent level disciples to be selected, and even in the end, it was impossible to be selected. So what kind of treatment will the gray gifted disciples have? Will they be sent back directly?

If he was sent back, Mu Yu didn't even dare to imagine the disappointed look of the village chief of Lao Bu, although he didn't want to cultivate any immortals, but after all, he came out on behalf of Liushui Village, if he wasn't selected, I was afraid that the village chief and the old man wouldn't be able to raise his head when he went out in the future.

The second round of selection has also been completed, all the disciples have been picked out, only more than thirty gray talent level disciples are left unattended, these children already know what their current situation is, everyone's expression is very lost, some children are even secretly wiping tears. Thinking of the fact that they had been tested to have the potential to cultivate, how happy the family was, the seven aunts and eight aunts all rushed to see them off, but they ended up in such a situation, and that kind of gap was unbearable even for an adult, let alone innocent children.

Even the last named Falling Dust Sect didn't choose them, Mu Yu didn't know which immortal masters were from the Falling Dust Sect, but presumably the disciples they selected were also at the red talent level, and even the third-rate sect didn't want them to be disciples of the gray talent level, so you can imagine how important talent is in the immortal cultivation world.

Each sect has gradually left with the new disciples they have selected, leaving only this group of hanging tail children who no one wants to stand there at a loss, the only glimmer of hope left in everyone's hearts has been shattered, many children are crying sadly, Mu Yu saw a little girl crying indistinctly, he sighed in his heart, and intended to comfort others, but after thinking about it, what qualifications do he have to comfort others?

When the immortal master was almost gone, the white-haired deacon Xun walked over slowly, glanced at these children that no one wanted, and shook his head helplessly, "Don't cry, everyone has cruel laws in the cultivation realm, talent determines everything, don't be sad." Now there are two paths in front of you, one is to go home directly, be a mortal with peace of mind, live your life quietly, marry a wife and have children, or gain fame, and you can also achieve a career in the future. The other is to stay in the academy and become a backup disciple here. ”

"What is a spare disciple?" asked some of the children, sobbing.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Deacon Xun's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he squeezed out a smile: "The spare disciple is to stay in the academy, although your talent is lower, but you are not without the ability to cultivate, and the progress is slow, but as long as you work hard to cultivate, it is still possible that the immortal masters of those sects will be taken abys." ”

When the other children heard that they could stay and have a chance to be chosen by the sect, they immediately stopped crying, and as long as there was a chance, no one wanted to leave, and would rather fight for it. But Mu Yu's mind was not so simple, he knew that this spare disciple would definitely not be so easy, at least he had to pay some price.

Deacon Xun continued: "You stay in the academy and do things for the academy, if there are disciples from other sects who come here, you must be well received, and then when you grow up, every year you need to go to various villages and towns to find children over the age of twelve, and bring them here, and when you do a good job, you will be rewarded with spirit stones. The spirit stone is the currency of the cultivation realm, and it is also an item used for cultivation, you will know it in the future, and now you can make your own choice, whether to leave or stay. ”

Many children are scrambling to say that they want to stay, no one wants to leave with regrets, what if there is really hope to become an immortal master in the future? Only Mu Yu did not say anything, he understood what a spare disciple was, presumably it was a subordinate of the academy, specially for the use of other sects. But Mu Yu didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to see the disappointed look of the village chief.

Deacon Xun had already expected that no child would choose to leave, so he did not explain anything, but said, "Since everyone has chosen to stay, then follow me! I will arrange a place for you to live first, and I will arrange your daily tasks from tomorrow onwards." ”

Everyone took the initiative to follow behind the deacon, everyone stopped crying, or walked happily or firmly, only Mu Yu sighed, he walked slowly, deliberately falling last, and then looked back at the gray stone, the stone that decided his fate, and still stayed there quietly at the moment, as if all this had nothing to do with it, it was just a tool, but this tool determined the future path of so many people. Mu Yu couldn't help but think, what would happen if he had just let that warm current control him? He had a hunch, he knew that his talent level would definitely not be gray, it would definitely have its own color, but what would it be?

Mu Yu really wants to test it again, but he doesn't have that chance now, he plans to see if he can sneak back at night, even if there will be a situation just now, no one should care, right?

Mu Yu withdrew his gaze, but just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a person next to the gray stone, it was an old man dressed very plainly, with white hair and white beard, and there was an indescribable aura on his body, just like the old man in the mountain village who was raising his life, but he had a little more fairy wind and bones.

The old man stared around the stone, and suddenly looked at Mu Yu, there seemed to be a trace of doubt and incomprehension in those wise eyes, as if asking Mu Yu, and the moment he looked at him, Mu Yu actually felt as if he was seen through by the other party, and any secrets in his heart would be exposed. Mu Yu was startled, and quickly turned his head and stopped looking at him, praying in his heart that he wouldn't find anything. He hastened forward to catch up with those in front of him.