The application hall is located in the deep and vast canyon, where there is a huge crystal screen embedded on the towering mountain wall, which is ten meters long and about three meters wide.≥

There are three lines of dense text on the screen, all of which are the names of applicants written in the common language of Shanlan Continent.

The names of the three lines are those who apply for the three assessment items. Among them, the number of people who apply for the forging assessment and spiritual power circuit assessment is the smallest, while the majority of people who apply for the comprehensive assessment are.

Comprehensive assessment is to assess the actual refining level that a weapon refiner can achieve. Generally speaking, as long as you can refine a medium-difficulty low-quality craftsmanship, you will have the opportunity to pass the test. Moreover, the number of admissions to this project is 600.

The number of admissions for the forging assessment and spiritual power circuit assessment is 200 respectively. Relatively speaking, the opportunity is much smaller and the assessment is more difficult. It is a special assessment project for those skilled artifact refiners.

"Sir, I am Viscount Lu Xiu, who is the Viscount Lu family of Chuiye County. This is my Viscount proof. This young man is Yin Lan, the examiner I recommended. He has signed up for the Aristocratic Affairs Office before."

After a long queue, Yin Lan and the other two finally arrived at the bottom of the huge crystal screen. Viscount Lu Xiu walked forward with a smile on his face, showed the viscount badge to the examiner, and then pointed at Yin Lan and said.

The examiner had a cold face. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. Of course, his actual age was probably 100 years old, because Yin Lan could probably feel that the pressure on this examiner was far beyond the level where Ji Yinxuan was. He was probably a high-level spiritual monk who reached level seven.

In the examiner's hand, he held an exquisite bronze mirror-like object of the size of a palm. He took Viscount Lu Xiu's badge, swept it with the bronze mirror object, confirmed his identity, and turned to look at Yin Lan: "Which project do you plan to apply for?"

Yin Lan's cultivation is almost the lowest among the examiners who come to apply for the exam. However, the middle-aged examiner was not too surprised. He believed that Yin Lan was probably the little guy who came to experience the holy tower assessment atmosphere. With his experience and experience, he would not subconsciously think that a level 8 spirit warrior could pass the assessment, so naturally there was no need to pay too much attention, so he started to ask routinely.

"Sir, I want to participate in the forging assessment."

The middle-aged exam shot a ray of spiritual power light on the huge crystal screen behind him, and Yin Lan's name appeared in the forging assessment line.

"Next!" The examiner threw a small crystal sign to Yin Lan and shouted at the applicant behind him.

Under Ji Yinxuan's leadership, Yin Lan and the other two advanced a distance to the canyon, and walked to the forging assessment waiting area where many stone chairs were placed. Nearly a thousand people were sitting here, all of whom chose the forging assessment project, as well as relatives and friends or servants who accompanied the examiners.

Yin Lan was wearing a crystal card issued by the examiner on his chest, and there was a number "438" on it, which corresponds to his name on the huge crystal screen.

"Level 8th level spirit warrior, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"It's just a waste of one place, nothing to be surprised."

Many people sitting on the stone chairs glanced at Yin Lan a little the moment they walked over, and gave up their attention to Yin Lan, chatted with the people around them, or closed their eyes and meditated, and adjusted their state.

These assessors will only focus on those competitors who seem to be competitive. As for Yin Lan, a mortal who is not even a spiritual monk, they are too lazy to even say despised words.

Such a guy may not even be able to refine the embryo of the best spiritual weapon, and he has no value of attention at all.

"Ah, brother, they looked at you just now so strange." In Yin Lan's backpack, Changsheng opened his eyes wide, capturing the cold gazes that those people regarded Yin Lan as the air, and sent a voice to Yin Lan's mind in confusion.

"I'm ignored." Yin Lan laughed at himself, and his heart sent a message to Changsheng.

This feeling is a bit strange. When I was in Qinglan Country, I would be hostile, hated, and contempt, but I would never be ignored. It seems that these high-ranking figures in the Kingdom of Great China all look at people with their nostrils.

"Ah, why do you ignore your brother?" Changsheng Ling was as smart as a child, so he asked more curiously.

"The eyes of these people looking at me are like the eyes of monsters looking at ants. The ants are too small, and they don't want to see clearly, and they think that this is a waste of their time." Yin Lan said helplessly, with a little helpless voice, and there was a soul in her body that had almost stepped onto the peak level of countless planes. These blind eyes made Yin Lan feel uncomfortable.

From outside the canyon and then entering the canyon, until sitting on the stone chair waiting for the examination, no one had seen Yin Lan with his eyes. Even the middle-aged examiner just glanced at him and waved his hand to let Yin Lan leave quickly after doing routine.

A level eight spirit warrior is already a strong man in Qinglan Kingdom, but here, in the eyes of many spiritual monks, it seems to be non-existent. The kingdom with strict levels is so realistic. He does not have enough strength to make others feel deserving of it.

At the exam waiting, there was a person who was treated completely opposite to the treatment that Yin Lan received. She wore a bright red dress with a noble temperament and a cool expression. There were many people around her who looked like an examiner from a noble family.

Ji Yinxuan and Viscount Lu Xiu were both attracted by the demeanor of the woman in red dress.

"That is His Royal Highness the Ninth Princess of the Kingdom of Dahua. It is said that not only is proficient in refining weapons, but also knows the art of refining medicine. He even created a low-grade spiritual skill, which is amazing. He is His Majesty the King's beloved daughter and the twin sister of the eldest prince, named Jinghong." Viscount Lu Xiu looked at it and probably recognized the identity of the woman in the red dress, and said to Yin Lan and Ji Yinxuan in shock.

"So the Ninth Princess of the Kingdom of Dahua! I have also heard of her. She is a level 4 spiritual monk of the same level as me. I didn't expect that I would only come to participate in the assessment of the weapon refining holy tower this year." Ji Yinxuan said in a low voice.

Yin Lan looked at the woman in red dress named Jing Hong for a few glances, then withdrew her gaze, a little confused. A level 4 spiritual monk, who is more proficient in refining weapons and a noble kingdom princess, should have been able to enter the refining weapon holy tower to study, why did he come this year?

Of course, Yin Lan was not too entangled with this. His short-term goal was to have resources in the holy tower of refining weapons. The level of this Ninth Princess was too complicated and he was unwilling to pay too much attention.

The three of them waited for a long time in the waiting area, and the number of people increased. There were already thousands of people who were wearing numbered crystal cards. This shows that the application is about to end, and the forging assessment should be about to begin.

"Hey, isn't this our coffin viscount? Old man Lu Xiu, why are you not dead yet? Tsk tsk, but it's too soon. After all, it's not easy for you to live to the age of sixty, which is not easy for you to live to the age of sixty."

Suddenly, a bald old man with thin cheeks and long eyes, with a young man wearing a crystal sign, sat on the stone chair in front of Yin Lan and the other two. The old man was looking at Viscount Lu Xiu with a sarcastic expression and said vicious words.

Viscount Lu Xiu saw the bald old man's slightly fat face and was a little panicked. He was so scared that he hid next to him like a conditioned reflex. He bumped into Yin Lan, as if he was very afraid of the bald old man.

"Haha, Luxiu, Luxiu, it seems that you still remember the slap of my face? Don't be afraid, this is the holy tower of refining weapons. I won't hit people. But next time I meet outside the holy tower, you must protect your old face." The bald old man said, glanced at Yin Lan next to Viscount Luxiu, stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Old guy, you are really getting back to life. Last time I recommended this beautiful Miss Ji Yinxuan, and I still have some vision. This time I actually recommended a spirit warrior for the assessment?"

The bald old man looked at Yin Lan a few times, and then saw the jade doll in Yin Lan's backpack staring at him with annoying eyes.

Changsheng instinctively disliked this bald old man.

The bald old man raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pinched his little face like the yellow-sacred jade, and said, "What kind of shit is this? The little beast cub? Huang Buliuqiu, come and let me see if it is made of a piece of shit."

Bang!

Before the bald old man could pinch Changsheng's cheek, Yin Lan slapped his hand away.

The bald old man's arm was raised in the air as if he was being photographed open, staring at Yin Lan gloomyly, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "The cultivation is not very good, and he has a very big temper. Little baby, you are following the wrong person! The price of slapping me is not small. Lu Xiu's coffin viscount will not be able to protect you."

"Yin Lan!" Viscount Lu Xiu saw Yin Lan's behavior, his slightly fat face changed slightly, and he was startled. He quickly grabbed Yin Lan's arm, afraid that Yin Lan would do anything to anger the bald old man.

Yin Lan's arm was grabbed and her brows frowned slightly, but she did not forcefully break free. He had some affection for Viscount Lu Xiu.

But, what is this bald old guy from? Judging from the aristocratic badge on his chest, he is obviously just a viscount of the Kingdom of Dahua, so why did Viscount Luxi be so scared?

ps:

These chapters lay the foundation for the plot, and then we will start to pull the top.
Chapter completed!