Chapter 71: The 10-Year General Election (19)
One person hurriedly said, "The third level will be assessed in the afternoon? This is too fast, isn't it?"
"Harm, what are you anxious about. The last level, even if you prepare, it's useless. The other seemed to know something.
"Dare to ask Brother Tai, what is the assessment of this last level?"
When the young man heard this, it was as if he had found a light in the dark night, and he immediately looked at the man and humbly asked for advice.
The man waved his hand and said indifferently, "No need to be polite, this is not a secret, the last level has always been to assess your own qualifications." β
Another person heard the conversation between the two, leaned over, and interjected, "Alas, this nuclear qualification is born and has long been destined. β
There was a point of loneliness in this person's voice, and he was obviously not a person with excellent qualifications.
The people below began to talk about it, most of the children of the family have measured the root bone and spiritual root, and the ones who can come are basically middle-class and upper-class assets, and at this time, they all hold their heads high and are proud.
"Ahem, this assessment is divided into two categories, the martial artist will test the root bone first, and then everyone will test the spirit root. β
Fu Shengyuan waved his hand, and a half-person-high sandalwood table appeared in the middle of the venue, and the crystal ball of the bone measuring disc and the spirit root was placed on the table one on the left and one right.
A tall and thin deacon disciple stood at the sandalwood table and said in a loud voice to the crowd, "Please line up on the left side and test them in turn." β
Yu Aya greeted Qin Han, pulled up Yu Liang next to him in a daze, and went to the team on the left with the Chu family brothers and sisters.
After all the martial artists had lined up in an orderly manner, the other disciple who was in charge of registering the results and the tall and thin deacon disciple exchanged a look with each other, turned to Fu Shengyuan, and said, "Elder Fu, you can start." β
Fu Shengyuan presided over most of the day, and he was also a little tired, but he just nodded slightly, not wanting to say more.
The person in first place consciously handed the jade plaque to the disciple in charge of registration, and then according to the guidance of the tall and thin disciple, he put his hand on the black jade spirit plate that measured the root bone.
The first person was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old.
Dressed in neat short-cut casual clothes, with a rough face and dark skin, he looks like a person from the rivers and lakes.
He was staring at the swaying hands on the black jade plate, his face a little apprehensive.
After about two breaths, the hands emitted a dazzling white glow and landed steadily in the area where the word "δΈ" was written.
The man immediately smiled, as if he had foreseen the scene when he entered the sect.
But before the smile disappeared, the tall and thin man immediately reported, "Zhang Yonggen, middle and lower qualifications." β
"Immortal Master, is there a mistake?" the man pointed to the Moyu Spirit Plate with a look of disbelief, "Look, this is obviously a medium qualification. β
The disciple in charge of registration didn't care about the man's actions, and returned the registered jade plaque to him.
The tall and thin man had obviously seen a lot of such situations, and explained unhurriedly, "This pointer is really good in the middle area, but the position is close to the inferior, so you are in the middle and lower grades, and there is nothing wrong with it." β
When the man heard this, he obviously believed this statement, and immediately lost his spirit like a frosted eggplant, his eyes were scattered, and his face was pale.
Seeing that he was about to leave, the disciple who registered the score hurriedly said, "Don't leave yet, go to the right and wait, it's time to measure the spiritual root in a while." β
Hearing this, the man retracted the step he had just taken, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As we all know, spiritual roots are divided into congenital and acquired, and people who have congenital spiritual roots must be the descendants of monks, and although most of the spiritual roots that grow after tomorrow are not as good as innate spiritual roots, not everyone can have them.
For example, it is impossible for a person with a lower bone to grow a spiritual root, unless they are the children of a high-ranking monk, and of course this is very rare.
Inferior root bones, even if there are spiritual roots, they are also the inferior four spirit roots and five spirit roots, that is, pseudo spirit roots, this kind of person can only be trapped in the qi refining period for life, until he sits down.
And he is just a person with middle and lower qualifications, born in the mortal world, and there is not much hope of having a spiritual root.
"Next, Wang Qiao, medium qualification. β
The tall and thin man's voice sounded again, and the registration foundation was also completed, and the jade plate was returned to Wang Qiao.
Before the two responsible officers in front of him could speak, this person consciously walked to the right and stood behind the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's gaze at him was full of envy, and his medium qualifications already had the basic conditions for growing spiritual roots the day after tomorrow.
"Next, Wu Hong, inferior qualifications. β
The middle-aged woman named Wu Hong was struck by lightning, and finally rushed through the first two levels, but she didn't expect to fold in the third level, is everything destined by God?
Seeing the woman's dejected face, the tall and thin man reminded, "Even if you can't become a monk, you can stay and be a miscellaneous disciple of the sect." β
The woman shook her head and turned away.
Becoming a miscellaneous disciple is not as good as a cow in the village, and all the dirty work in the sect is done by the miscellaneous disciples, and they are bound by the rules and regulations of the sect everywhere, and there is no freedom at all.
Now that he knows that he has no possibility of becoming a monk, it is better to go to the rivers and lakes to be a chivalrous man, maybe there is no knowledge of what opportunities he can have outside, so why covet the inferior spirit stones issued by the sect?
Qin Han saw that this person was so decisive, and couldn't help but look at this Wu Honggao a little.
"Next ......"
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"Next ......"
I don't know how long it took, Qin Han finally saw a familiar face, it was Qiu Miaoyi.
She stood proudly in front of the Moyu Spirit Plate and skillfully put her hand on it.
As soon as she saw this posture, Qin Han knew that she had obviously tested it in the family, and most of the children of the Immortal Cultivation Family had spiritual roots, and the root bones would not be much worse.
Sure enough, the tall and thin man immediately said in a loud voice, "Qiu Miaoyi, middle and upper qualifications." β
There was an uproar among the crowd, and this was the first person to be tested for an average or higher qualification so far.
Sure enough, the children of the monk family are lucky, and seeing this situation, many people have secretly hated that they didn't have a good baby.
Qiu Miaoyi happily accepted everyone's admiration, envy, and even obsession, and showed a smug smile towards Qin Han.
Qin Han was confused, he couldn't understand when he offended this woman, could it be that this woman had some natural spiritual vision, and he had already seen through her disguise?
But I didn't know that Qiu Miaoyi had always looked at beautiful women, and every time she saw Qin Han and Yu Aya standing together, she attracted the attention of most male cultivators, and she hated itchy.
In particular, when Shentu Boming, Situ Jing and Qi Jin, a handsome and advanced man, frequently paid attention to Qin Han, she couldn't wait to crush Qin Han.
If Qin Han knew her heart, he would definitely call out for wrongdoing.
Let's not talk about Qi Jin, who was a little skeptical about her name, and Situ Jing, who was belligerent.
It was that Shentu Boming, when he looked at her, he was extremely aggressive, obviously looking at the eyes of a dead man.