When Yi Qingyun and Elder Liu rushed to the Qingdi Temple, the time had already passed, and there was an endless stream of people coming in and out of the temple gate. According to the previous rules, the recruitment meeting under the major peaks will last until the unitary hour at most every day, but looking at the posture of the fox peak, I am afraid that it will continue all night.

Yi Qingyun and Liu Changbai had also heard of the three notices of Hua Ci Peak during the day, and at that time, those teenagers who boasted of excellent spiritual roots all took the notices of "which one is stronger in spiritual root cultivation" as a joke. In the eyes of these talented teenagers, Hua Qifeng is really poor and crazy, and he can't send out spirit stones, so he actually came up with the bad idea of using the monthly bill as tuition. Some people even asserted that the recruitment of Huaci Peak this time is afraid that there will be no harvest!

When Yi Qingyun and Elder Liu stepped into the knee-high threshold of the Qingdi Temple with the flow of people, looking at the people in the temple full of warehouses and valleys, their chests were filled with emotions.

"The young man in front, walk up, don't block the way, or let the old man behind pass first?"

Yi Qingyun was standing at the door in a daze, feeling that someone was gently pulling his clothes from behind, and when he turned around, it was a black fat man wearing a green shirt from the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Elder Liu glanced at the beast mark on the placket of the black fat man's clothes, and sure enough, there was a flower-faced civet cat printed on it. What made Elder Liu puzzled was that since this person was wearing the green shirt of Hua Ci Peak's disciple, he should be an inner disciple, but if he looked at the green shirt on his body carefully, it was clearly sewn with ordinary green cloth, and there was no appearance of a magic robe at all. Could it be that the poor people of Hua Ci Peak are shameless? The inner disciples' magic robes and robes have been changed into inferior clothes passed down by mortals?

Yi Qingyun didn't notice these details, he also saw that this black fat man was an inner disciple, but what surprised him was the old coffin that the black fat man was holding in his hand and trembling even when he walked.

Yi Qingyun didn't think there was anything wrong with calling this old man an old coffin, in his opinion, although this old man was dressed in silk and satin, his face was full of black spots, his face was rusty, his bald teeth were few, and he even needed someone to help him stand firmly.

He originally thought that this old man was the elder family of the black fat monk, and when he saw that the black fat monk was the inner disciple of Hua Ci Peak, he didn't dare to offend, so he turned sideways and got out of the way. However, the next scene made Yi Qingyun and Elder Liu drop their jaws in shock.

The fat black monk smiled at them, and while helping the old man to walk forward, he pointed to a wide hall on his left hand and introduced: "Fellow Daoist, please see, that is the recruitment office of the registered disciples of Benfeng, when your children receive the number plate, the Taoist friend can go to the hall with the number plate to pay the fee and register, and sign it into the register!"

As he was talking, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like a fat businessman walking quickly towards this side, and when he saw him, he complained to the old man and said, "Dad, didn't you let you rest outside first?

The old man didn't answer the fat merchant's words, but poked him with the dragon head cane in his hand and said, "Where is the number plate?

The fat merchant touched the sweat on his head and said: "There are too many people who have received the license, and now it has been squeezed into a pot of porridge over there, but you can rest assured, the black seven sons have already squeezed to the front, even if they rob it, they have to grab the license plate for you!"

"What are you looking for me for? Why don't you hurry up and stare at Hei Qizi? Those boys, one by one, are lazy, and if no one is watching on the side, they will be lazy and slippery. The old man poked the fat merchant in the stomach with his cane, and the fat merchant nodded and thanked the fat black monk who was supporting his father, and then trotted all the way away.

Yi Qingyun and Elder Liu looked in the direction where the fat merchant ran away, and saw that there was an empty field not far from here that was fifty or sixty zhang square, and the empty field was crowded with people pushing each other, and there were many old coffins shaking their crutches outside the field and shouting and cheering!

The fat black monk frowned and looked around, and saw a white-skinned green-shirted disciple in the distance, who was pacing slowly in this direction, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said angrily: "Third brother, where the hell did you go? Let you stare at the field, you see what the fucking mess has become?"

The third child in the green shirt, after being drunk by the fat black monk, ran over like a dream, glanced at the empty field, and ran towards that side with a blue face, while scolding: "Damn it, Lao Tzu just went to pee, so he fucking blew up the camp for me." ”

Yi Qingyun and Elder Liu looked at each other, and said in their hearts that these two were really the inner disciples of Hua Ci Peak, and their words and deeds were so vulgar, they were no different from those who were splashed in the market.

But what really worried the two of them was that the black fat monk actually called the old man Taoist, and then looked at the words "Registered Disciple Register" posted at the door of the wide hall, Yi Qingyun felt bad.

At the same time, the two foundation building nuns were in the inner room of the registered disciple register, flipping through the income ledger for half a day. The dog girl was so frightened that she couldn't speak with her mouth wide open, and although the blue could still maintain her composure, her little hand turning the page was also trembling slightly.

The two of them originally thought that the most able place to receive spirit stones was the recruitment office of the inner disciples, and it only took half a day to recruit eight inner disciples, and all of them had paid for a year's spirit stones, and a total of eighty-eight low-level spirit stones were collected. Although these disciples are all middle- and lower-grade spiritual roots, according to the rule that diligence only talks about the five elements regardless of yin and yang, the attributes of the five elements of these spiritual roots are also considered superior. Even if there are too many Yin attribute spiritual roots, it will not be of great use when fighting demon beasts in the future, but as long as you practice hard, the growth rate of the realm will not be worse than that of other families.

After accepting eight inner disciples, not only did they not have to spend a spirit stone, but they earned nearly an intermediate spirit stone, which made the two female cultivators overjoyed.

The recruitment of outer disciples is even more gratifying, more than thirty outer disciples have been recruited within two hours, and most of them are prepaid for a year, which adds more than a hundred low-level spirit stones. Moreover, the queue waiting outside the door was still lengthening, and the blue finch estimated how it would be possible to draw three or five hundred low-level spirit stones in the end.

As a result, when the two of them came to the place where the registered disciples made the book, and saw the line of numbers written on the account book that had been preliminarily returned, they were all dumbfounded.

They were still quite dissatisfied with the arrangement of Yin Qin before, and they didn't understand why Yin Qin took out a large number of people to help the registered disciples. In their opinion, a registered disciple who paid a full year's fee was only a low-level spirit stone, and it was not bad to be able to recruit him seventy or eighty people.