"You know what? Not everyone wants to know what their talent is, and that could make you... They lose faith. Luo Tianyang was slightly stunned, because he felt that he was saying this to himself.

"Losing faith? Luo Qingshui's eyebrows locked slightly, still puzzled.

"To put it simply, if you know that your talent is very average, and you won't be able to go to Xuan Immortal in this life, will you still have the ability to cultivate?"

"Talent is not enough, work hard to make it, I believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely succeed!" Luo Qingshui was still so naïve.

"You are so naïve, cultivating immortals is not something that can be succeeded by hard work. Luo Tianyang glanced at her, "Take the touchstone as an example, orange means that you have the qualifications to become a Xuan Immortal, so that the Tianshan Sect will cultivate you." A sect like this would not cultivate a waste wood that even Xuan Immortal couldn't become for no reason. ”

As soon as Luo Tianyang spoke, he seemed to feel that he was not quite right. Yin Qingxia and Yan Jinyu are still here, if they can't enter the Xuan Immortal after waiting for the results of their touchstone test, then wouldn't they be saying that they are also wastewood.

"I'm sorry, I just said it casually. Luo Tianyang didn't show any humility, but just said sorry lightly.

"It doesn't matter, what Brother Luo said is true, every top sect is like this, or this society is like this. Yan Jinyu smiled politely, Yin Qingxia didn't care, but Lin Qing snorted disdainfully.

"So that's why they're willing to participate in the Trials Stone. ”

"Well, when you say that, I'm scared. Luo Qingshui heard Luo Tianyang say this, and he panicked for no reason.

She is a person who wants to become a heroine, how can she fall here.

"We've got to figure out a way. Luo Tianyang pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes glanced at Yan Jinyu on the side.

"Do you care about knowing your talent?"

"What?" Yan Jinyu didn't care about the touchstone test, but was stunned by Luo Tianyang's sudden questioning.

"No, I'm mediocre, and I've been weak since I was a child. If it weren't for the blessings of Brother Tuoluo and Sister Qing Shui, I might not be able to cultivate immortals in my life, so I wouldn't care about the so-called talents. I'm already satisfied. Yan Jinyu replied fifteen-ten.

"That's good. Luo Tianyang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Yan Jinyu with a little more strangeness.

It's like a cheetah looking at its own food.

"Brother Luo, what are you going to do?" Yan Jinyu was a little frightened by Luo Tianyang's gaze, and goosebumps straightened all over her body.

"It's nothing, it's just to borrow some blood from you. Saying that it was too late, Luo Tianyang grabbed Yan Jinyu's hand and gently pressed it on his palm

A faint scar appeared in Yan Jinyu's palm, and a few drops of blood came out of the wound and were collected by Luo Tianyang in the palm of his hand.

"Brother Luo, you are. Yan Jinyu's face was slightly blue, and she didn't know what medicine was sold in Luo Tianyang's gourd.

He withdrew his hand and shook it twice.

"You use your True Qi to hide this drop of blood in the palm of your hand, and then drip his blood on it when you test it. Luo Tianyang held the drop of blood floating in the air and handed it to Luo Qingshui, watching her hold it with her hand.

"Why don't you use your own blood?" Luo Qingshui looked at the round drop of blood, trembling like a small wave.

"Nonsense, it hurts. Luo Tianyang glanced at her again, then turned around and left.

Yan Jinyu pinched her palm and smiled bitterly, they are immortal cultivators, and this small injury is even more healing for Luo Tianyang.

Gu Qingling was walking down the jade steps with the immortal cultivator, and no one saw it, and a drop of blood quietly and silently entered Luo Tianyang's palm.

"Hmph, it's really a dead radish head! stinky radish head!" Luo Qingshui scolded on the spot, and soon followed.

"Childe, what should we do?" asked Chuan in a low voice from the crowd.

He didn't seem to be flustered, and walked with a comfortable pace. No matter how you say it, this Daochuan is a genius of the Daomen. If nothing else, he will definitely be able to become an inner disciple, and if he accidentally enters the Tianqian Gate, how should he accompany Yan Chengcheng, and how should he explain to the people in the Daomen.

Looking at the white-faced little boy walking in the crowd, Daochuan groaned for a while.

"Give me a drop of your blood. He commanded indifferently, still unhurried.

Manager Liu was stunned for a while, but quickly reacted, took out a short knife and stabbed it lightly at his fingertips.

There were already rows of long black tables in front of the door of Ziqing Palace, and it looked like there were about thirty of them.

More than a dozen white-clothed disciples gathered around the three sides of the long table, holding the dragon sword in their hands, their faces were arrogant, and the white-clothed ones on their bodies fluttered in the wind.

They are the inner disciples of Tianqianmen, the pride of heaven, and everyone's face is indescribably proud.

In comparison, the few Tsing Yi disciples who shuttled between the black tables were particularly humble. They were taking the black touchstones from the vault and laying them out on the table in turn.

"Look there, look there!" several new disciples lowered their heads and pointed in a low voice towards the Ziqing Palace.

Although they were separated by a hundred zhang, they could all see clearly that at this moment, there were four people sitting on the jade chair on the stone steps at the entrance of Ziqing Palace.

He wore a gray robe, and the robe was embroidered with white silk with blooming peony flowers. A pinch of short goatee was also gray, his face was cold and serious, and he frowned slightly, and at first glance, Mu Yun, the current head of the Tianshan faction, had abandoned it.

Next to him was a middle-aged man in a gray and white robe, but the robe was embroidered with chrysanthemums with long, thin leaves. They hadn't seen it, but it was presumed that it was the Great Elder.

The woman in the back they had seen was Yin Mingyue who they had met in the Yueqing Palace before. It's just that at this moment, she is wearing a dark green robe, and her skin is even whiter, like an iceberg beauty.

On the edge was an old man who looked about the same age as Mu Yunqi, with one foot on the armrest, picking his nose intently, presumably it was Nangong Quan, who had no chess skills at all.

"The three elders and the head, they are all here. Many disciples were very excited, it was the first time they had seen the top forces of the Tianshan Sect.

"What are you excited about, you won't be happy when you know your talent later. "There are also people who are worried about the enforcement of the Trial Stone.

"Isn't it just a broken stone? What, do you really want to become an inner disciple of the Tianshan Sect? You have to be self-aware!" Some people know that they are not talented enough, and they have already given up on themselves in advance, and they are satisfied if they can become outer disciples.

"That's you, I'm the one who aspires to become an elder of the Tianshan Sect, so I can't be bound by my talent. ”

"Hehe, just because you also want to become an elder, I'm afraid you're daydreaming. "Several disciples have begun to tear each other apart before they start the test, and no one will give up.

Mu Yunqi in the distance nodded lightly at Gu Qingling.

Gu Qingling comprehended, and motioned to the disciples on the side to lead the new disciples to the wooden table.

"Is the trial stone really a stone, can just such a stone measure our talent?" Luo Qingshui and Luo Tianyang stood on either side of the same table.

She looked at the pitch-black charcoal-like stone on the table in amazement, and turned her head to Luo Tianyang with a confused gaze.

"This stone will emit different lights depending on the talent of the immortal cultivator. It just so happened that a white-clothed disciple walked up to Luo Qingshui's side and explained softly.

"Oh, oh, Senior Brother Ye. Luo Qingshui raised his head thoughtfully, and now the man in white turned out to be Ye Tian'an.

"Senior Sister Qing Shui is good, she has passed five levels all the way and killed six generals to this level. Ye Tian'an bared his teeth and smiled, but quickly withdrew his smile. After all, this was a public occasion, and there were so many new disciples and fellow disciples, he couldn't show too much joy.

"I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to become an inner disciple, come on!" Ye Tian'an squeezed his eyes at her, and then pretended to wander around her casually.

"Okay! I must become an inner disciple. Luo Qingshui rolled up his sleeves and seemed to be planning to make a big move, as if he had forgotten Yan Jinyu's blood.

"Don't be stupid, you can't go back if you become an inner disciple. Luo Tianyang quietly reminded her on the side, I really don't know what kind of wind this girl is smoking.

"Huh?"

"Are you stupid? Didn't I tell you before. Be an ordinary outer disciple, when the time comes, if you leave, no one will stop you. But if you become an inner disciple, they will never let you leave easily. ”

"yes, I forgot. Luo Qingshui slapped his head, and hurriedly went to find the hidden blood bead in his palm, but fortunately he didn't forget it.

"The touchstone in front of you may sound familiar to you. The doors of the attic on each floor of the Tianqing Pavilion are infused with the debris of this stone. Mu Yunqi actually spoke slowly, this was the first time since the recruitment conference.

The immortal power of the half-step Taihe Immortal floated in the square, making them full of yearning.

"But the touchstone is different from the door of the Tianqing Pavilion, what it determines is only your talent! As long as the higher the talent, the purer the color it will produce! When the touchstone reaches the orange light, it means that you have the opportunity to become the inner disciple of the Tianshan Sect, and become the elite of my Tianshan Sect, and also the best, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Mu Yunqi's words turned out to be full of blood boiling.

"Well, drop the blood from your hands on the stone now. Mu Yunqi's tone was unquestionable.

"Yes!" the disciples replied, stabbing their fingers with their daggers or fingernails.

Drops of blood fell on the pitch-black stone face, and in an instant, countless stones showed various brilliance.

More than a dozen white-clothed disciples inspected the crowd, but they didn't see that Luo Tianyang cut his index finger, but a drop of blood fell quietly down his middle finger.