After registering his name with the yellow-clothed disciple, he followed the flow of people to the center of Dengxiantai.

The closer to the Kunlun Monument, the thicker the emotion in the bottom of Bing's heart, the five-year-old she didn't know that this kind of emotion was called "pathos", so she could only stand stupidly twenty feet away from the Kunlun Monument, and quietly shed a tear.

The people around slowly increased again, but no one dared to approach the Kunlun Monument. Xu is that the ladder to heaven is too difficult for ordinary people, not like it can be completed by the daughter's family in the boudoir, so there are few women among so many people, and the ice is in the middle of a bunch of big men, like a rabbit thrown into the high woods.

There are still people around who are quietly talking about something, but maybe this Kunlun Monument is too solemn, and everyone is a lot nervous, so it is much quieter.

With his eyes down, he stood obediently in the middle of a row of people and packed up his clothes. She also keeps in mind the habits that her family has developed since childhood, and her father is also a full reader of poetry and books, and the two sentences that most often teach her are "don't dress unneatly, don't sit in a bad posture".

After another quarter of an hour, everyone seemed to have arrived, because the yellow-clothed disciple held the registration book and stood on the small platform in front of the Kunlun stele.

"Please, Kunlun sends the elders to take a seat!"

Where is that person? This Dengxiantai is so empty, where is it clear at a glance, the dignified Kunlun sect elder will not be behind the Kunlun monument, right?

"Look, it's the purple-clothed elders!" someone shouted to the sky, and everyone looked up.

I saw that in the clouds and mist, nine immortals came with imperial weapons, and their imperial weapons were different, some were swords, some were musical instruments, and there was a chubby old man with a smiling face, sitting on a big gourd, staggering and flying down, as if he was drunk.

The nine people were all dressed in purple, and Qi Bing saw the real person of Wuxu from a distance, his face was serious, and he was not at all like the uncle who skillfully helped Lu Bing boil water last night, but like a master who despised mundane things. On such an occasion, his ordinary appearance does not seem to matter.

Qi Bing was dumbfounded, no wonder, she thought about why the real person didn't come in with her before, it turned out that the elders had made an appointment to pretend to be forced together, to give the disciples who wanted to get started a shock.

If she hadn't known the true face of one of the elders, she would definitely tremble like these people around her, feeling that "a superior person deserves to be a superior person, and this temperament is different from us!"

But when she looked up, she, like everyone else, had eagerness and yearning in her eyes, thinking that one day, she would become such a great power.

The elders took their seats, and Qi Bing saw that there were ten elders in the seats, but no matter how they counted, only nine elders came, and one did not come.

However, seeing that the other elders looked calm, as if they had long been accustomed to it, everyone swallowed their doubts and curiosity into their stomachs.

The yellow-clothed disciple began to explain the second level, and those who were still sneaking around the elders immediately shifted their eyes and listened to him carefully.

"Those who report their names, before going up to the Kunlun Monument, press their hands on the Kunlun Tablet to test the spiritual roots, and the four spiritual roots are the minimum to pass this level. ”

People who have a little understanding of the cultivation realm can't help but smack their tongues, the vast majority of people in this world don't even have spiritual roots, and some smaller immortal sects in order to recruit more disciples, whether it is seven spiritual roots or six spiritual roots, as long as they have them, they will accept them, and the Kunlun faction has this capital, and the middle and lower talents will not be accepted at all.

Qi Bing opened a small stove from the Fog Void True Person yesterday, and he knew one more than others, what would they think if they heard that the Four Spirit Roots could barely become a registered disciple of the outer gate.

The second level has begun, the first person is a sixteen-year-old sturdy young man, with a scar on his face, he ran up after being reported to his name, and pressed his hands on the Kunlun tablet in full view of everyone, so nervous that he even forgot to laugh.

The people in the audience were also curious, and they all stretched their necks, wanting to see the answer given by the Kunlun Monument.

It didn't take long for the boy's face to sweat and slide down the scar onto his arm.

After five breaths, the color of the stele suddenly changed, turning into a rich emerald green, and two colors were separated from the green, red and yellow, and the three gradually became distinct from the beginning of the blend.

"Wood, fire, earth, three spiritual roots, pass. The yellow-clothed disciple made a few notes in the registration book, and then asked the young man to stand aside and wait.

The people around Qi Bing began to whisper, and she herself was shocked, this is too dazzling!

Everyone is envious of the young man who passed, Qi Bing's heart is very complicated, if you want to say envy, she must also be envious, if she still has the mentality of last night, it is enough to give her three spiritual roots. But as soon as she was put on a high hat by the people around her, she couldn't say anything about her sentence "If only I had three spirit roots", so she simply shut up.

The people who are trying to go up one by one and test their talents under dozens of pairs of eyelids, it is really a difficult thing, and no matter how thick-skinned people are, they can't stand it. Especially this Kunlun stele is still a little naughty, some people only use two breaths to get results, whether they are alive or dead, and some people have to wait for a long, long time, the people at the bottom are not in a hurry, and the person who is measured is in a hurry to have a heart attack.

There have been more than 30 people called, some people have four spiritual roots just crossed the line, and they breathed a big sigh of relief, some people have five spiritual roots, only one step away, beating their chests on the side, and a few people have stood up for a quarter of an hour and have not reacted at all, and they are judged to be "strong and strong ordinary people", and they are destined to have no fate with Xiuzhen.

However, there is a civil and engineering double spirit root, and after knowing that he is a double spirit root, he is more surprised than being hit by gold, and now he is still smiling like a second fool in the next village in the envious eyes of everyone, and he can't return to his senses for a long time.

Qi Bing sighed in his heart, cultivating immortals is not shallow, look at what has become of others.

After thinking about it, what qualifications do I have to say that others, even if he is a little stupid, he is very talented!

"Xia Zhiqiu. ”

Originally, Qi Bing's desertion had already opened out of the sky, and she was able to pull it back purely because she wondered about this person's name, whether she wanted summer or autumn, and after such a long time, she finally came to a name that should be a girl, and she was also very curious.

As a result, a boy about seven or eight years old came out of the crowd and ran briskly.

Qi Bing choked for a moment, hearing this name, she really thought it was a girl!

The boy resembles a young boy from a wealthy family, with a flaming silk robe embroidered with gold thread, a long-life lock with fine jade carvings hanging around his neck, and a headband that hangs his hair up at will.

His expression was a little arrogant, but when he saw it, he had small tiger teeth when he smiled, and his eyes were drooping puppy eyes, and his smile was quite cute.

Although it was not a girl who disappointed Yue Bing a little, but she was really interested, this little boy must be the same as her, and he was the first exempt candidate who was taken up the mountain by the elders.

She has no bottom in her heart now, and she needs someone to help her probe the bottom and tell her the basic level of exempt candidates.

That little boy Xia Zhiqiu looked like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, which was in stark contrast to the person who had a little weakness no matter how he pretended to be, and his momentum was a lot higher.

Qi Bing also quickly learned, straightened his small waist, raised his eyebrows high, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed an "uninhibited" smile like Xia Zhiqiu.

Seeing the appearance of Yang Bing from a distance, the real person of the fog void thought what was wrong with this child? Could it be that he was stimulated by something?

Xia Zhiqiu pressed his hands on the Kunlun stele unhurriedly, everyone knew the routine of this stone stele and began to wait for it to attack.

But this time it was only a breath of time, and the original traces of blood red on the Kunlun stele instantly spread all over the entire stele, and the red seemed to dye the white clouds of Kunlun into a sunset.

And unlike other people's colors that stir and tumble and produce new colors, the blood red is like being fixed on the Kunlun stele, showing everyone that this is a ......

"Fire Single Spirit Root, pass!"

The single spirit root is the rarest genius in the cultivation realm, and it may not be possible to bring out a single spirit root among 100,000 people, even if it is Penglai Kunlun, it must be regarded as a treasure to offer. Especially the fire-based single spirit root, which is the best in combat power.

Xia Zhiqiu seemed to be very satisfied with this result, and his chin was raised even higher, and he ran up and down to stand with those who passed through, more flamboyant than his flames.

"Xia Zhiqiu, it can't be the son of the Wenbei Xia family, right?

"I heard that the second son of the Xia family also worships under the Kunlun Gate, and he is a double spirit root!"

"Sure enough, those of us from ordinary backgrounds can't compare to the background of that family......"

Yi Bing was stunned, she just wanted to find someone to demonstrate to her, how could a random standard be so high? Everyone doesn't care what her background is, since you have gone through the back door to avoid the first hurdle, you must have enough capital to prove yourself.

Qi Bing wanted to calm down and cheer up and continue to watch, but unfortunately the disciple in yellow didn't give her time to calm down.

"Ice!"

Why did you call yourself so quickly, and you just happened to be behind Xia Zhiqiu!

Qi Bing felt that his fingers were a little stiff, and when he heard the people around him start to look for which one was "Qi Bing", he had to walk on stage hard.

"Yo, who brought this little doll, so young to cultivate immortals?" On the elder seat, a young man narrowed his slender Danfeng eyes, one arm was supported against his chin on the table, and the index knuckle of the other hand was knocking on the handle of the chair, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of amorousness.

The other elders were accustomed to the way he looked, ignoring the man's flattering glance and scrutinizing the little one.

"This boy was brought by the fog void, right?" the other elder asked lightly as he took a sip of tea.

"Well, I thought she looked a little bit fairy, so I brought it back. Wuxu Zhenren looked at Lu Bing with a smile, and felt that this little girl looked quite calm now.

"This sounds like I happened to see it back from some village, and the Kunlun sect is a place where many monks can't enter in their lifetime, but don't pick up cats and dogs anywhere. The elder commented harshly, his tone full of disdain.

"Who cares about the origin of the immortal cultivator, I just look at this child pleasing to the eye, it's so cute! If he doesn't have talent, come and be a waiter under my seat!" It seems that the female elder who is twenty-five or sixteen years old has been spoiled by Qi Bing, although she has a young appearance, her age can make this group of little disciples kneel down and call their ancestors, and the maternal love that has been silent for many years is flooded all of a sudden. ”

"Quiet. The Great Elder sitting in the middle whispered, and the other elders did not continue the topic, and the male elder and the female elder made a grimace at the mean elder together.

Qi Bing looked very calm at the moment, in fact, she was just learning from Xia Zhiqiu's appearance just now, and trying to be a worldly master who "I'm not afraid that I'm so confident".

Cultivating immortals is really harmful, and it was only the next day, and Yu Bing felt that he had become a hypocritical child.

didn't have time to hesitate for her, Qi Bing gritted her teeth, thinking about dying early and surpassing her life early, hoping that she could also get results in a few seconds like Xia Zhiqiu.

It backfired.

Ten breaths have passed, and the Kunlun Monument has not changed in the slightest, and Yang Bing looks like "I'm not panicking about this", and the others are not in a hurry, after all, there are still several people who have been longer than her.

Another ten breaths passed, and the Kunlun Monument was still as quiet as a chicken, and the little thumb of his left hand curled up slightly, feeling what his little friend said when he was in the academy, and the feeling of the master's sudden small test.

Ten breaths and ten breaths, according to experience, the Kunlun Tablet does not change, and nine times out of ten, Bing Bing is an ordinary person without a spiritual root.

The previous mean elder sneered and looked at the real person of the fog void proudly, but the latter's face was as usual, and the mean elder snorted secretly, only as if the fog void was trying to save face.

At this time, Qi Bing's heart is calm again, maybe she really has no fate with Xianlu, but so what?

These people may taunt her here, but she is destined not to belong here, go back to her small county town, go to school, and go back to catch up with the Dragon Boat Festival zongzi at this time, she lives her small life, and these people can't control her half a point. Everything here has nothing to do with her.

Feeling that all the pressure turned into birds and flew away, Lu Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Just as he was about to put his hands down, he heard someone shouting behind him.

"Look at the top of the monument, is there a green?!"

Qi Bing looked up suspiciously, but the moment he looked up, the green was covered with the entire Kunlun stele, and from a distance, it looked like the leaves of ivy were crawling all over the stele, full of infinite vitality.

Qi Bing felt that this feeling of being put to death and being reborn made her want to curse.