For three times, Duanmu Haoyang was in the courtyard of the inn, never leaving a step, in addition to practicing the exercises, it was to practice combat skills and spells, and after the spiritual power and soul power were exhausted, he immediately cooperated with the exercises and pills to recover.

Repeating the boring process over and over again, he didn't feel bored at all, and when he practiced his combat skills and spells, whenever he had some insights and a little breakthrough, he laughed heartily.

Liu'er and Shengguang watched from the side, and occasionally Liu'er had to have a fight with him, and his clothes were soaked with sweat I don't know how many times, Duanmu Haoyang was still happy to do it.

At the recruitment ceremony, he came to the square early, and he didn't expect that many of the cultivators who participated in the recruitment would arrive one step earlier than him.

He stood alone in the disciple recruitment area in the center of the square, and there were cultivators who kept coming.

Looking around, there are no less than seven or eight thousand cultivators in the recruitment area, and if the recruitment area is full, it is expected to be able to accommodate no more than 13,000 people.

On both sides of the high platform in the square and directly opposite the high platform, there is a huge stone wall, which shows that the number of people who participated in this disciple recruitment is a total of 11,672 people, and the number of people arriving in the square is still increasing.

Looking at the changing numbers and the cultivator's name and other information, Duanmu Haoyang was surprised, the entire square was covered by a formation, and after the cultivator's identity card was detected by the formation, it would automatically be displayed on the stone wall.

"The strength of the sect is indeed incredible!"

The cultivators in the square were talking a lot, some talking about how many talents had appeared in these places, some talking about which cultivator's strength was strong, some talking about the strength of Cangwu Mountain, and comparing it with other sects, and some saying some words of blessing each other.

"I heard that Qiu Gang, who was almost repaired at the gate of the city, also participated in the registration, and it seems that he was also valued by an elder who was repairing the appraisal building at the time of the curtain. ”

"Yes, I heard it too! Qiu Gang threatened that he was one of the cultivators who inspired the identification of stone visions, and this time he would not only enter the inner mountain, but also worship directly under the door of the elders of Cangwu Mountain!"

"He is not the only one who inspires visions, none of the four cultivators who inspire visions is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it is not known who will be eliminated when they meet. ”

"Cangwu Mountain's information on talented cultivators is kept secret, who knows what will happen during the recruitment process!"

"That's not good, four talented cultivators, can Cangwu Mountain be included in the mountain gate?"

"Cultivation is a reverse thing, only qualifications, no luck, and difficult to achieve, Cangwu Mountain will not operate in the dark!"

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All kinds of remarks came out in the square, Duanmu Haoyang raised his head and looked at the stone wall, and his names jumped out one by one, and after the number of people increased to 10,000, the speed slowed down.

The figures of the disciples of Cangwu Mountain appeared on the high platform, and several cases, seats, and spiritual fruits, etc., were laid out one by one.

Duanmu Haoyang's face was cold, and he didn't talk to the cultivators beside him, standing in the crowd looked very different.

But he felt that it didn't matter, if he wanted to make friends, he had to wait to join Cangwu Mountain, if he had a good brother, it would be good to make a few.

But his time in the Immortal Realm wouldn't be too long, and there was not much need to know other cultivators.

He still looked at the ever-changing information on the stone wall, and sometimes looked at the high platform, on which several cultivators sat one after another, all of whom were Jindan cultivators, which gave him a deeper understanding of the strength of Cangwu Mountain.

Duanmu Haoyang was bored waiting for the official start of the disciple selection ceremony......

The divine consciousness on the square was chaotic, swept by one by one, and he completely took his divine consciousness into his body, in such a place, no one dared to be presumptuous, and the divine consciousness felt uncomfortable outside.

The crowd, which was originally stable, suddenly fluctuated from two directions, and was gradually approaching him.

But Duanmu Haoyang didn't care, he didn't know any cultivators who participated in the recruitment, and the cultivators who caused the crowd to fluctuate would not be looking for him, there were so many cultivators around him, there must be people who knew each other.

He kept looking at the stone wall, very bored, he stood in the crowd and closed his eyes directly, paying no attention to everything around him.

Suddenly, Duanmu Haoyang noticed that the cultivators around him began to move, thinking that it was just cultivators who happened to be walking in the crowd passing by.

He opened his eyes and moved out of the way with the other cultivators, not looking at who the cultivators were causing the fluctuations.

He stepped back step by step, and a hand appeared behind him, against his back, "Fellow Daoist, people seem to be looking for you!"

Hearing this, Duanmu Haoyang looked up, and his divine consciousness immediately dispersed from his body, and a woman appeared in front of him, with a lilac dress, a slender figure, a height of one meter seventy-five, and two white arms lightly wrapped in her abdomen.

Looking at his face again, Duanmu Haoyang was stunned for a moment, feeling that this woman was a little familiar, but he had never seen anyone coming, how could he feel familiar?

A slightly round face, long eyelashes blocking the black eyeballs, and a cunning look in his eyes.

"Where else is Childe going to hide, why don't you know the slave family?"

The beautiful woman naturally attracted the praise and surprise of many cultivators, and even some cultivators left saliva on the corners of their mouths, and the expression of Brother Pig on their faces stared at the girl motionlessly.

Duanmu Haoyang was a little inexplicable, although he felt that the woman was a little familiar, but he didn't know this person.

"Daoyou has recognized the wrong person, we have never met!"

"Haoyang Gongzi is so ruthless, we had the experience of walking together at the beginning, why did we forget about the slave family?"

He didn't have to think about it, he had never seen the woman in front of him, except for Hao Yue, he had never had too much contact with other female cultivators, let alone practiced together.

But the person in front of him knew his name, which made Duanmu Haoyang puzzled.

At this time, Xuanwu in the tortoise shell was stroking his beard with a smile, "A woman's fate is good, I didn't expect her to appear here with such a face!"

After the woman finished, seeing that Duanmu Haoyang did not react, she stepped forward, wanting to shorten the distance between the two.

Seeing this, Duanmu Haoyang stepped back, "Fellow Daoists, please respect yourself, we really haven't met!"

His repeated refusal and denial made the onlookers roll their eyes, "Such a beautiful woman knows your name, and she doesn't know the other party, even if it's a meat that has passed her mouth, it's impossible for a woman to abandon it!"

"Giggles, stupid, it's still the same as before! The woman is dusty, and she wants to participate in the recruitment of disciples in Cangwu Mountain with her son, and she asks her son not to refuse. ”

"Uh...... Fellow Daoists are at their own convenience, all the Daoists present are cultivators participating in the recruitment, and everyone is together!" Duanmu Haoyang looked embarrassed, and his lame words caused the cultivators to sigh.

Take two steps to the side and move out of the way of the woman's approaching figure so that you don't face each other head-on.

"Giggles, Childe's demeanor hasn't changed at all, the slave family won't be embarrassed for you, I just want to stand side by side!"

"Uh...... Okay, fellow Daoists, please!"

Seeing that the woman was no longer close to him, Duanmu Haoyang's muscles finally relaxed, and he actually raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

He didn't hear or see the jealous and envious words and expressions of the cultivators, and the woman stopped speaking, making him feel as if he had been pardoned.

Just calmed down and caused the crowd to fluctuate in the other direction, another woman walked over, and her eyes locked on Duanmu Haoyang, who was standing with his head held high again.

Because of the change in the crowd before, he unconsciously turned his head to look, "Meng Xinrui, why is she here?"