At the west gate of the selection garden, there were several people sitting on the side of the slightly desolate small square, and they were Dong Hexiang and Jian Songyun.

Originally, according to the customary apprentice selection process of previous sessions, these bigwigs should have returned to their respective mountain gates with their inner disciples a long time ago.

This time, because of Dong Hexiang, they couldn't save face, so they asked the deputy steward of the sect to lead the team back to the door.

A group of them were all talking and laughing at the west gate, and Qian Yuzi and Li Xueshan asked Dong Hexiang about the difficulties of his cultivation from time to time. Although they are not the same sect, they also belonged to the same sect thousands of years ago - the East Pole Gate, and many points of cultivating immortals have something in common.

Dong Hexiang didn't have a trace of mood, and after answering a few of their questions absentmindedly, he didn't say anything again. He just wanted to quickly accept this outer disciple, especially the first outer disciple, and go back to the sect to retreat and cultivate.

Several law enforcement disciples stood aside, they were responsible for registration and distribution, as long as it was within the specified time, the people who came out were all outer disciples, and which faction they belonged to, except for the top ten, was decided by them through consultation. However, this year's top spot has long been decided to give Huachenmen.

Two hours passed, and according to the law of previous years, many disciples had already come out at this time. But this year is very surprising, time is running out, no one has shown up, and the west gate has been quiet for a while.

"Uncle Dong, what do you think is the situation? Is it so bad this year? Not a single one has come out at this time?"

Jian Songyun looked at Dong Hexiang and snickered in his heart. Their Donglingmen does not rely on the disciples of the outer sect, this first is dispensable for the Donglingmen. But for Huachenmen, there are high hopes. So the worse it is, the happier Jian Songyun is.

"Hmph! I haven't been out for so long, so don't do it. Dong Hexiang's face changed slightly, and he got up to leave.

"Don't worry! Uncle Dong, the so-called good things are grinding, your departure is just in line with someone's wishes, maybe he has been waiting to accept someone for a long time, Uncle Dong, this is the first, I have already told you, as soon as you leave, there will definitely be chaos here. Mo Er arched his hand towards Dong Hexiang, but said to Jian Songyun with his face.

"You-!hmph!" Jian Songyun almost had another seizure, and after seeing Dong Hexiang stop, he swallowed back his words.

At this moment, a loud bang came, and the entire Ximen trembled a few times.

"Huh?" Dong Hexiang raised his head, saw the smoke and dust rushing to the sky in front of him, and probed with his divine sense suspiciously, and retracted his divine sense after half a sound.

Li Xueshan glanced at Dong Hexiang and asked, "Has Uncle Shi found out?"

Dong Hexiang shook his head.

After a stick of incense, two figures appeared in everyone's sight and rushed straight to the west gate.

"Coming, coming, your people coming. Qianyuzi said loudly.

At the west gate, there was a strange scene -- several top figures, especially an old monster of Jindan, waiting for the arrival of a disciple from the outer gate, which had never been seen before at the thousand-year-old Dongling Disciple Acceptance Conference.

"Huh?!" Tianjiu suddenly stopped his steps, almost letting Yu Zicong, who was following closely behind him, hit him.

"What's going on? what are so many people waiting for?" Tianjiu muttered, especially staring at him deadly, making him feel like a man's back. He tried to pull Yu Zicong to the front, but unexpectedly, Yu Zicong took a few steps back in amusement.

"Hehehe, hello everyone!

Tianjiu smirked, learning from Yu Zicong's appearance, and greeted the people at the door, it seemed that there were too many people outside, and he didn't know who to greet first.

"You-?!" Dong Hexiang's eyes widened, and the hand behind his back trembled.

In his twenties, he was ordinary-looking, dressed in tatters, and carrying a strange bag. These are not fatal, what is fatal is that he is actually the Five Elements Miscellaneous Spirit Root! God, among the tens of thousands of people who were driven down the mountain, they were all so much stronger than him when they twisted it casually!

"Ah!" Li Xueshan of Danshan Cloud Pavilion covered her mouth in surprise, for fear of saying something incompetent.

"Oh yes! Five Elements Spiritual Root, Miracle, Miracle! A hundred years of selection has produced a new legend, and the Five Elements Spiritual Root can also win the first place in the selection of the outer gate. Congratulations, Uncle Shi! Your sect has won a miracle! He must be the son and nephew of a wealthy immortal cultivation family!" Jian Songyun said seriously.

Dong Hexiang's eyes lit up with rage. He pressed hard, and his teeth trembled.

"Are you from that family, little brother!" Li Xueshan asked Tianjiu with a sweet smile.

"You-ask me?" Tianjiu pointed to himself, and when he saw the beautiful woman asking himself, he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Oh, you're mistaken, I'm not from any family, I'm from that small mountain village in the east, and I'm an orphan who grew up eating a hundred family meals!" Tian Jiu replied weakly, he was most afraid of others asking him where he came from, he was really afraid that others would see that he was an alien.

"Huh?!" Li Xueshan choked again.

"Poof-!", Dong Hexiang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Uncle Shi! You are angry! You can't be so angry! This is not good, the one behind you will also be left to you!" Li Xueshan hurriedly supported Dong Hexiang.

"Alas, the sky is going to kill my Huachen! Dongji Ancestor, my Huachen is also your lineage, why is it decaying like Si, decaying like Si! Hehe! It's the incompetence of the juniors, the incompetence of the juniors!" Dong Hexiang raised his head and roared, laughing angrily.

The atmosphere of Simon is strange and abnormal.

At this time, Guo Wei and Fat San also came to the West Gate with a few people. Jian Songyun's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Guo Wei a few times, and his eyes were full of praise - three spirit roots, the qi is lofty, not bad.

"I said the two boys in front, why don't you hurry up and go to Huachenmen, your Dong Shizu! What are you doing standing there stupidly, do you still want people to invite you? Well, the third boy, how old are you, are you interested in joining Donglingmen?" Jian Songyun said without losing any time.

"Are you talking about us?" Tian Jiu was stunned, he was so confused, why did his words make the old man vomit blood so angrily? From the old man's gaze, he saw the slightest familiar murderous intent.

"Are you embarrassed there again, believe it or not, I killed you?" Dong Hexiang closed his eyes, and the green tendons on his face exploded, obviously suppressing his anger.

Yu Zicong hurriedly dragged Tianjiu and ran behind Dong Hexiang.

Tianjiu felt a murderous aura enveloping his body from beginning to end, and his whole body was constantly stirring, and cold sweat flowed.

"Hehe, not only is it useless, but it's also stupid, and there is no cure for it!" Jian Songyun sneered, looked at Guo Wei, and feigned anger: "Third boy, you haven't answered my words yet!"

"Oh, disciple Guo Wei, thirteen this year, it is my life's ambition to join Donglingmen, and the disciple is deeply honored!" Guo Wei replied loudly.

"Okay, great! The top ten, who still wants to join Donglingmen? Jian Songyun said happily.

Hula-la, four more ran behind Jian Songyun.

"I, Fat Feihu and these people, all want to join Tianyimen!" said Fat San to Mo Er with his fists.

"Hmm! take it!" Mo Er was overjoyed.

Qian Yuzi and Li Xueshan's faces were full of anger, they didn't even take a sip of the top ten soup, but they had nothing to say.

Thinking about the miserable Uncle Dong in the Jindan period, they still endured it!

Next, the selected disciples continued to pour out, and because there was no golden snake recklessly blocking them, after a while, hundreds of disciples quickly came out. The work of drawing and pulling is extremely simple, according to the Qianji Gate and the Danshan Jade Pavilion, and then Huachen, Tianyi and Donglingmen, each door is fifty.

Jian Songyun returned to the Flying Boat of the Gate early, and as soon as he entered the Flying Boat, he laughed wildly.

"Haha, Dong Lao'er, you also have today! Jin Dan is amazing, it's not that he has been played to death! I'm laughing to death! Look at where your old face is going this time! Laugh and talk through the ages!"

The same scene also appeared in the flying boat of Tianyi Gate, and Mo Er leaned forward and backwards with laughter. It seems that he can't stand it anymore outside.

They were not afraid that Dong Hexiang would use his divine sense to detect, because the flying boats of each gate were engraved with extremely powerful prohibitions, and if they were not monks in the Yuan Infant Stage, they would not be able to forcibly detect them. The Eastern Spirit Gate and the Tianyi Gate even added the prohibition to the point that only the Great Monk could detect it.

After more than half an hour, the outer disciples were distributed. Each sect has almost 200 outer disciples.

For the first time, these outer disciples were fortunate enough to board the flying boat marked their respective sects under the personal leadership of the steward, and they rumbled into several white lights and disappeared into the sky in different directions.

In the slightly old flying boat of Huachen Gate, Tianjiu and Yu Zicong hid in the corner of the flying boat with interest. Tian Jiu looked at everything in the flying boat curiously. The shock that the flying boat brought to him completely turned his perception of Earth on its head.

No roar of machines, no overcrowded cabins. Before entering the flying boat, it was only the size of a house, but after entering, I found that it was almost a hundred feet wide, and hundreds of people stayed in it, which was extremely comfortable. Only at the front of the ship, a palm-sized stone with a milky white glow was embedded in a groove.

After Tianjiu quietly verified Yu Zicong, he learned that it was a spar, a hard currency in the immortal cultivation world, and that this piece in the flying boat was not an ordinary low-grade spar, but a medium-grade spar that could reach hundreds of pieces. Tian Jiu's mind was full of little stars, and he fantasized that one day he would be able to make hundreds of middle-grade spars to fill his bag. But now, he is penniless, and he is indeed a beggar in this immortal cultivation world.

Yu Zicong learned from the outer disciples of the same boat that Tianjiu had offended the five elders of Huachenmen, that is, the front part of the flying boat had been silently carrying his hands and standing still, as if Dong Hexiang was like a sculpture, with the cultivation of Jindan in the early stage, and was almost the top existence of this Dongling Mountain.

This news made Tianjiu almost collapse, this just came to the immortal cultivation realm, and before he had time to figure out the situation, he entered the Huachen Gate in a daze, and before he entered the mountain gate, he offended an elder in the Jindan period of cultivation, and an outer disciple made an old Jindan monster so angry that he vomited blood, and he had not encountered it in Yuling Prefecture for a hundred years.

Therefore, the future of Tianjiu is dark, or there is no future at all. In the flying boat, those outer disciples were all hiding from Tianjiu from afar, as if he was a plague god. From their cold attitude towards Tianjiu, they know how terrible Tianjiu's situation is.

Only Yu Zicong sat silently beside Tianjiu, his face as white as paper.

"Could it be that the Five Spirit Roots are really waste?" Tianjiu muttered to himself.