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"Poor qualifications, unsuccessful. ”

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"Mediocre qualifications, named. ”

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"Poor qualifications, unsuccessful. ”

In the Wanbao Pavilion, the two big men sat high, and the shopkeeper was respectfully serving on the side.

Adults were all stopped outside, with only a few dozen children or teenagers lining up to enter.

Just walked in, and was wrapped in a red stream of heat,

Then came a voice: "Poor qualifications, unsuccessful." ”

When it was Hu Mi's turn, Aunt Bai Lu happened to walk away.

Hu Mi held his breath and stepped over the threshold and walked in.

The lobby is very spacious, there is a large incense burner with dozens of incense sticks lit in it, and the whole room is filled with cigarette smoke.

Hu Mi took a deep breath and suddenly fainted.

When I entered the door, I glanced at the two big men sitting at the top, and on the left was a short-bearded old man in a red robe, who was holding a book and reading it seriously.

On the right is a young man in Tsing Yi, about twenty years old, with a small desk in front of him, on which is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Hu Mi didn't dare to look at it more, so he quickly lowered his head and stepped forward to salute respectfully.

The young man in Tsing Yi pretended to be serious, but he was a little impatient.

The red-robed and short-bearded old man didn't raise his head, and with a wave of his hand, there was a cluster of red airflow, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl and more than ten meters long, and swept towards Hu Mi.

When the air flow approached Hu Mi, it turned into a big hand and grabbed Hu Mi.

After being grabbed by the big red hand, it was warm at first, and then it became scorching, Hu Mi was terrified, his hair stood up, and he hid to the side!

The big hand composed of this air flow seems to be drifting, but it is actually tenacious, and Hu Mi can't break free!

Twisting left and right, I suddenly noticed that the aura on my buttocks was very soft.

Because of his naughtiness, Hu Mi has a wealth of experience in grappling - after being grabbed by an adult, if he doesn't want to be beaten, he must seize every opportunity to break free.

After feeling the loophole of this red aura, Hu Mi didn't care whether his image was good or bad, his little ass pouted hard, pushed and kicked, and squeezed out most of his body from here!

Halfway through the squeeze, Hu Mi broke out in a cold sweat: God, this is the assessment of the Nine Yan Sect, will it annoy the examiner?

"Qualifications...... The old man in the red robe with a short beard didn't raise his head, and was about to say the test results, when suddenly he put down the book and looked at Hu Mi.

The old man is a cultivator of the fifth layer of the Jiedan, and the monk of the Jiedan-level can already transform the aura, and the aura is the extension of their arms.

Hu Mi's struggle surprised the red-robed short-bearded old man, and then his face changed greatly!

Because, Hu Mi actually broke free!

The red-robed and short-bearded old man wanted to catch Hu Mi, but it was too late!

"Hey, even I don't know the flaw in the hand of the fire spirit, and this little boy has found it!?" The red-robed and short-bearded old man was shocked and angry, and there was a hint of joy.

If there is a flaw, it will be very troublesome, especially if this flaw is seen by many people.

The red-robed and short-bearded old man glanced at the shopkeepers around him, these people were all disciples of the outer sect of the Nine Yan Sect, and their cultivation was not high, but they still had eyesight.

There are many people talking, and this thing will definitely be said.

This flaw makes the opponents know, and it will definitely be made a big fuss.

Thinking of this, the red-robed short-bearded old man snorted angrily.

However, flaws can be identified and remedied. It's better than showing flaws when you're facing the enemy.

"This kid is very good, although his qualifications are mediocre, but his cleverness is good. The old man thought in his heart and analyzed: "I am afraid that I can't expect him to become a genius in cultivation." But if you accept him as a disciple and educate him, he may be able to become a capable boy who runs errands. ”

The old man coughed, turned his head to the young man in black and said, "Qingyun, you come and check it." ”

The young man in black immediately respectfully resigned and said, "Uncle Shi, we are all relieved of your vision. Besides, the disciples have only built the foundation, and the thickness of the aura is not enough. ”

The old man said solemnly: "This son has some skills, but his qualifications are indeed mediocre, and his sense of spirit is average. You come and review it, so that I don't have to brush him down, and he is not convinced. ”

Then the old man said to the shopkeeper next to him: "Shopkeeper Ni, you will also come to review it." ”

The young man in black and the shopkeeper Ni stepped forward.

They are all just building a foundation and cultivating, and they can't transform their aura yet, so they can only put their hands on Hu Mi's body to release their aura.

The young man in black gave it a try and found that Hu Mi's qualifications were okay, at least at the middle level.

Be a registered disciple and keep it in the outer gate, continue to observe for a while, and maybe you will have a chance to enter the inner gate.

But...... If the uncle says he can't do it, he can't do it, and he can't do it.

The young man in black shook his head, turned to the red-robed short-bearded old man, and said, "Uncle Shi, this son is just a little smart, and the aura foundation in his body is flocculent at first glance, and his qualifications are mediocre. However, when the aura poured in, the veins were chaotic. I'm afraid that this son will be difficult to build a foundation and will not be able to enter the immortal gate. I think he is clever and bold, but I can let him enter the secular sect, practice martial arts, and be an errand in charge of secular affairs. ”

Hu Mi was worried in his heart, and he didn't dare to come out, let alone argue.

After the young man in black walked away, a sturdy man dressed as a shopkeeper on the side stepped forward, stretched out his five fingers, grabbed Hu Mi's head and pressed it down.

Hu Mi's knees bent, but his spine straightened, shrank downward, and involuntarily jumped back, escaping from the palm of the strong man's hand.

The sturdy man nodded with satisfaction, turned around and arched his hand: "Elder Mo, Venerable Chen, this son has flexible limbs, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and may have the foundation of grappling skills. ”

Everyone suddenly realized.

No wonder, most of the strength of the immortals is in the aura, in addition to the formation, magic weapons, rune treasures, or spirit beasts, incarnations.

Whether it is a battle between immortals or a conflict between immortals, immortals don't need to get close to fight with their opponents.

This kid just coincidentally.

"In that case, let's lose the election. Elder Mo, who was in a red robe and had a short beard, picked up the book again, "Next." ”

Hu Mi left dejected, unable to believe that he had lost the election.

Walking to the door, Hu Mi turned his head and glanced at Elder Mo with bright eyes filled with tears.

As if reading the book was a pleasure, Elder Mo nodded with relish.

"Poor qualifications, unsuccessful. ”

"Poor qualifications, unsuccessful. ”

"Qualifications...... Acceptable! ”

"Good qualifications, recorded as an alternate inner disciple!"

"Poor qualifications, unsuccessful. ”

"The qualifications are inferior, and your uncle has made significant contributions to the sect, and he has been admitted exceptionally. ”

"Inferior ......"

The screening was still ongoing, and Hu Mi walked out the door, expecting to be ridiculed and rolled his eyes.

However, no one looked at him, he was like a stone that had not been cut out of beautiful jade, and he was worthless.

When successive well-qualified people were chosen, the whole crowd was in a stir.

The two boys were immediately taken upstairs, and with them was a balding old man with a wrinkled face, who immediately smiled.

The people around him also came up to congratulate him: "Congratulations, old man He, you have been lucky this year, and you have found two good seedlings, and you will ride the wind and enjoy happiness in the future!"

"Where, where. The bald old man said a few polite words, smiling and holding his head high.

Hu Mi's experience plummeted, and these people poured up, and they were not afraid to squeeze Hu Mi to death.

Hu Mi had to shout loudly, kick and beat, and be twisted several times before he could squeeze out between the legs of these people.

"You almost suffocated me!" Hu Mi said aggrieved to these people.

These people didn't look back, leaving Hu Mi with a back to ignore.

"Without strength, it's like a bug!"