At this moment, there is also a mess in front of the beaver monument. According to what Chen Qin said before, the top 100 disciples who are free to sprint can get the authentic robe of the sect. These robes were also prepared in advance for this recruitment conference in the original plan of Hua Ci Peak, and they would be sent out sooner or later, so they took advantage of the situation to carry out such an event.

In addition to Yi Qingyun and a dozen or so disciples of the middle and upper grade spiritual roots, there were also twenty or thirty short and frustrated little people who ran into the top hundred. These little men, not to mention the spiritual root qualifications for the time being, but their bodies are light and abnormal, the speed advantage in short distances is not obvious, and the endurance is superhuman when running long distances.

When they arrived in front of the beaver monument, they had already received the robe, but when the whole team was formed, Ge Shentong took a few inner disciples back, and then from the newly accepted disciples, they selected a lot of handsome young men, let them put on the robes, and lined up in front.

Although Ge Shentong and the others promised when they received the robes that they would return them after meeting the ancestors, those empty and happy disciples couldn't help but feel resentful. The lessons of the Yin family brothers made them only dare to mumble and complain in a low voice.

When Lan Que called everyone to prepare to enter the mountain, except for the well-dressed disciples in front of them who stood neatly, the hundreds of soy sauce players in the back dragged their feet and exchanged ears, completely losing their previous spirit. Blue, dogs are almost hoarse, and the team is still a mess.

Yan naturally said to Chief Lin beside him: "This is what I have been worried about. The so-called rotten wood cannot be carved, it is these people. The talent is not as good as others, but the ability to slack off and be negative is better than anyone else. ”

As the head of the Wenqu Department, Director Lin has been pressing a boulder in his heart for a long time, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said: "Even if it is rotten wood, it must be carved with a knife and axe, and the collection in my scripture pavilion is not even enough for three or five people to use one volume." ”

Yan naturally glanced at the courtesy on the ground and said, "This is the evil result of quick success, I heard that you have also recruited thousands of registered disciples, promising them to practice remotely and provide elixir treasures." The amount of pills produced by our Hua Ci Peak every year is not enough to supply the existing inner and outer disciples, how can we afford to supply the number needed by thousands of outer disciples?"

Director Lin smiled bitterly: "The elixir treasure is not a headache for my literary and opera department. ”

Yan naturally sighed: "You ministers, you can still do nothing in your position." I take the total, and if something goes wrong, it becomes my responsibility. ”

The two were pouring bitter water on each other, and a sword qi shot out in the air, and when they raised their eyes, a fat monk with a red face was putting away his magic sword and floating down from the air.

"Director Wu?" Yan naturally looked surprised, and immediately stepped forward to grab Director Wu and said, "You came just in time, I was about to go to you and Elder Geng, I have a thousand eight hundred people here, I will settle them down tonight, and I will meet the ancestor tomorrow morning." I don't know if there are still clothes and robes over there over there......"

Although Director Wu was much older than Yan Tiantian, he also called him Senior Brother, and hurriedly interrupted him: "It's too late, Old Ancestor Fayu, I have to meet these new disciples now." ”

Yan was naturally stunned for a moment, and pointed to the unclothed disciples behind the crowd and said, "It's disrespectful for them to dress like this to see the ancestor!"

Director Wu said with a sad face: "The ancestor said it himself, and now I want them to wait in the beaver hall." ”

"Why don't you send a hundred disciples to represent it? The place in the beaver hall is not spacious, so it's not appropriate to get so many people over at once, right?"

"It can't be represented, the ancestor has a special explanation, and one can't be left behind. ”

As he was talking, Gouya'er and the disciple who was in charge of counting the number of people came over and said, "We have counted several times, and there are still 19 people missing, I am afraid that we will fall behind halfway and get lost." ”

"Why is there so much worse? who is in charge of the palace? Yan naturally frowned.

The dog girl pouted at Yin Qin and said, "Oh, it's lying on the ground." ”

Without waiting for Yan to speak naturally, Director Wu interjected, "That person is attentive?"

After sending away Master Wu, Yunshang breathed a little for a while, and then brought Aman, who was paralyzed to the side and pretending to be dead. With a hook of his fingers, a wisp of demon Jiao essence blood swirled and rose from the purple jade altar.

Seeing this, Ah Man pitifully put a pair of front paws together and made a gesture of begging for mercy. Yun Sheng straightened his face and said, "Don't you like to drink secretly, this time let you drink it at once." Open your mouth! Don't let me use force. ”

Forcing Ah Man to pour a few mouthfuls of essence blood, Yun Shang's pair of jade palms wandered away on its body, poking and poking all the way, deaf to Ah Man's screams. It took a stick of incense for her to dredge all the bloodlines around Aman's body again.

The Terran cultivators are stronger than the cultivation of the spiritual root, and the various manipulation techniques of the spiritual energy have reached the pinnacle of perfection. In contrast, there are not many ways for Terran monks to regulate their own bloodlines. Like the secret technique used by Yunshang to push the palace and exchange blood for spirit beasts, only the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, a 10,000-year-old sect that mainly domesticates spirit beasts, can be inherited.

It's just that this kind of secret technique is much more difficult to perform than regulating the monk's own bloodline, and the monk below the foundation has no possibility of performing it at all. Even with the cultivation of the Yunshang Jindan period, it is quite laborious to perform the technique once according to the secret tradition of the sect, and the injuries on her body have not yet healed, and she has performed the operation on Ah Man's body three times in a row, and her forehead is also slightly sweaty.

Seeing that Ah Man was lying there motionless with his four paws facing the sky, his belly bulging, Yun Sheng finished his work and withdrew his jade hand. The demon Jiao essence blood in the purple jade altar is all under Ah Man's belly, and the little guy also needs to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yun Sheng estimated that the time was about the same, and she had just changed into palace clothes, and suddenly a sense rose in her heart, and she sighed slightly, got up and went out to greet her.

Outside the Warm Cloud Pavilion, an old man with a thin face and a clear temperament was walking slowly under the guidance of Ying'er. The old man's stature is not high, even shorter than Ying'er, who is a female cultivator, the moon-white robe, worn neatly and neatly on the body, fine and dusty, full of crane hair, combed into a bun, not a trace of knots under the purple gold Dao crown, both the spirit of the fairy wind and bones, and the majesty of the sect.

Yunshang walked out of the Nuanyun Pavilion, and greeted Shi Li with joy on his face: "I said that this morning, the old turtle shell in the divination plate has added a line on it, which looks like a mountain and like water, and I think it is a good omen, but it turned out to be fulfilled on the uncle. Your old retreat has been more than half a year, and I've made a pot of porridge in this civet peak. ”

"The turtle shell bears the pattern of the landscape, which is really a good omen, but it has nothing to do with me, an old fellow who is about to enter the earth. "The old man's cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, and he speaks unhurriedly, but there is a natural majesty revealed, which people dare not underestimate.