Chen Shiping, after breakfast, Zhang Shiping left the mansion. When he passed by, two long dragons had already lined up for the Ascension Association. He looked forward and saw that there were more than a thousand people in each team, including men, women, young and old. He was nearby.

Row behind a couple.

The couple was in their early thirties. The man was carrying a red cherry gun behind his back, and the gun head was wrapped in white cloth. The male monk was grabbing a handful of pumpkin seeds from his wife next to him. The couple stood bored and ate melon seeds.

Grinding time.

The woman is plump in red clothes, her teeth are constantly up and down, and there are piles of melon seeds under her feet. It seems that the two of them have been standing here for a while. The woman in red saw Zhang Shiping behind her and handed the pumpkin seeds in her hand.

In the past, “Little brother, why don’t you eat something?”

"No, no." Zhang Shiping quickly refused. He thought he had gone out at Chen Shi, but the mansion was very close to this side and he arrived in a few steps. He never thought that the team had so many people.

After he went up, someone continued to line up. There was an old man in a clothes dress with wrinkles on his face and black and white hair. "Big girl, give me some pumpkin seeds." The old man had a short sip of his front teeth and his speech was leaking.

"Brother, you are here to queue up too. Don't you know the rules of Jiaozuo Sect? They won't accept them when they are old." The woman touched a handful of pumpkin seeds from the small cloth bag and gave them to the old man.

"What are the rules for Jiaozuo Sect to open up the mountains and accept disciples? I just got here and didn't understand it. I hope my younger sister will tell me."

"The Jiaozuo Sect opens the mountain every three years, and has been recruiting disciples based on the cultivation level and age of the monks. Brother, how old are you? They won't accept them after you are over 60."

"I am fifty-nine this year, and it has not exceeded or exceeded." The old man in Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman was a little confused, but she did not find out how old the old man was. At that time, the cultivators of Jiaozuo Sect would naturally look at the energy and measure the bones. The age of the monks would not be accurate based on their appearance alone, and the practices of each have their own mystery.

"Then the cultivation level still needs to be seventh level. For example, this young man is no more than twenty years old. He can pass the primary election as long as he practices above the third level of Qi. Those over fifty years old need to practice at the sixth level of Qi. Listen

It is said that nearly a thousand people will pass the primary election every time, and then two or three hundred people will be selected through the ring to become disciples of Jiaozuo Sect.”

Chen Wenguang told him about these things and needs to be more detailed. There are three rings, which are divided according to age. Under 20 years old are divided in District A, under 40 years old are divided in District B, and under 60 years old are divided in District C.

About 100 people were selected each. As long as Zhang Shiping performed well in the ring, a place for an outer disciple of Jiaozuo Sect could not escape.

If it really doesn't work, it's not a big problem to help him, Uncle Chen, the foundation-building monk of the inner sect.

After they were talking, there were about a dozen monks lined up behind them. They were usually casual and there were many people chattering.

"Why is it dark?" There was a black shadow on the ground. Many monks shrouded up their heads. A black dot appeared at a high altitude. The shadow became bigger and bigger on the ground. Hair on Zhang Shiping's skin stood up, and cold sweat suddenly arose behind him.

It was a giant eagle with a wingspan of eight or nine feet. The blue-black feathers emitted a cold iron luster in the sun. The giant eagle just glanced over and saw that Zhang Shiping couldn't help but want to run away.

There was a man standing on the eagle's back and jumping down when he was seven or eight feet above the ground.

The man was a tall man nine feet tall, with a dark complexion that was exposed to the scorching sun all year round, with straight facial features, short hair, and gray temples. He fell from the sky to the ground without making any sound, as if goose feathers fell on the snow, for himself

Control is already perfect.

When he landed, the five foundation-building monks of Jiaozuo Sect who were originally sitting on the high platform had already come to him, "Welcome Uncle Ma."

"I said you guys don't wait for me, why are you running so fast? I don't know if I'm old and have difficulty getting legs and feet?"

"It's my fault, I hope my uncle will forgive me." The five people lowered their heads and replied. The golden elixir has a lifespan of 800 years, and he is only six hundred years old and has just passed middle age. What do the five foundation-building monks think in their hearts?

I don’t know, I kept my respect on my face and welcomed the sect’s golden elixir to the high platform.

This is Ma Hua, a Jindan monk of Jiaozuo Sect, who flew onto the high platform and sat on the main seat and "Start."

This kind of trivial matter of opening up the mountains and recruiting disciples does not have to bother with the Jindan monks. Perhaps this old monster is so quiet that he comes to join in the fun. The five foundation-building monks under his sect naturally understand.

They were waiting after receiving the message, otherwise the Ascension to the Immortal Society would have started long ago and there would have been two long dragons.

Two disciples of the Qi-training period of Jiaozuo Sect who had been prepared long ago took out a compass and put three nearly transparent spirit stones into the center of the compass. After the entire spirit stone was not in, the bronze mirror in the compass emitted a blue-gray light.

The disciple held the monks who were joining the hands and took a photo. Those who did not meet the standards were naturally scolded. Those who met the standards were divided into three pieces according to their age.

The detection speed was extremely fast. It took two Qi training disciples a little longer to replace the spirit stone. In less than two quarters of an hour, the couple in front of Zhang Shiping had already passed and were divided into District B. He immediately stepped forward, and the blue color emitted from the compass.

A ray of light shone on him, from head to toe, Zhang Shiping felt very bad, as if he was naked in public.

The disciple of Jiaozuo Sect’s Qi Training Strategy Moment signaled Zhang Shiping to walk to Area A, and the old man stepped forward. The disciple looked at the old man suspiciously and shone on him with a compass light.

The old man passed the test successfully, and only then did Zhang Shiping believe in his heart that his face was full of wrinkles and a face that looked like sixty-nine, but in fact he was less than sixty.

The old man bent down and thanked him quickly, and took two steps at a time to squeeze into Area C.

There are more and more people in three districts, and each district is full of people. It was not long before the 1st time that the primary election had already been achieved. Zhang Shiping knew that the next stage was a competition.

...

The Jindan monk on the platform yawned and pointed at several foundation-building monks, "It's like this, a waste of time. This time I have the final say, so I'll do it in a different way."

What else can Chen Wenguang say, including five foundation-building monks, be a veteran Jindan monk in the sect, and you can make the decision to assess an external disciple.

"I don't know what method my uncle wants to take to evaluate." asked an older foundation-building monk.

The Jindan monk stood up and stepped out, with a stronger aura on his body. "Of course, it will be as fast as possible."

The Jindan monk stepped out of the platform a few steps, standing hanging over the heads of the people who passed the primary election. His voice reached the ears of the Ascension Society, "I will use different spiritual pressure to test you later. No matter what method you use, you can

Those who have been breathing for twenty breaths will be considered passing the test, and start from Zone A after five breaths.”

When Zhang Shiping heard the voice, it was not a ring match, but it was the Jindan ancestor who took action. If he couldn't pass, he would be in a difficult position. No, he couldn't always think about relying on others. Zhang Shiping's mind had too many thoughts for a while.

few.

He calmed himself down in just five breaths, took out three Vajra Talises and slapped them on his body, and a pennant that was half a palm-sized, suddenly became several times larger.

Another layer of the yellow light shield turned into the Dao Vajra Talisman was laid out.

Just after this, Zhang Shiping felt pressure on his shoulders first. Even though the four defenses he had laid out had been relieved, he was already sweating profusely after ten breaths. After fifteen breaths, his lower-level black wind flag turned into a light shield

It had been broken and the flag fell to the ground. Zhang Shiping didn't care about picking it up, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

There were hundreds of people in Area A with him, and the sounds of oh-ah came one after another, and only a hundred were left in fifteen breaths.

Twenty breaths came. The Jindan monk restrained his spiritual pressure. Zhang Shiping's face turned pale and it took him a while. After a while, he recovered. Those who had been able to survive were almost like this, and there was no outstanding person.

Zhang Shiping put away the black wind flag on the ground, and the three Vajra Talismans had turned into ashes.

The Jindan monk has excellent control over the spiritual pressure. The three zones A, B, and C are separated by twenty meters apart. One side is a huge rock pressing the top, and the other side feels bad.

The two zones of B and C were getting a big advantage, and the old fried dough sticks took advantage of the dozens of breaths to bless themselves.

The spiritual pressure for the assessment is different. Some of the casual cultivators who have just met the standards do not have appropriate skills or magical tools. With just their own superficial cultivation, they were overwhelmed by the spiritual pressure of the Jindan monk in less than five breaths and were unconscious.

past.

A three-year ascension meeting is in the hands of the Jindan monk. The assessment time is only a few dozen breathing time, and the subsequent registration and other things take only one stick of incense. This is why the Jindan monk has long disappeared.

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The five foundation-building monks on the platform looked at each other. Chen Wenguangyuan saw Zhang Shiping passing the test and his lips raised. He knew that he was a foundation-building monk who had no face in front of Uncle Ma, the Golden Pill monk, but in the other four foundation-building brothers

It would be a matter of just one sentence to accept an outer disciple in front of you.

It's the best, he laughed, "Since the uncle has finished the assessment, we will naturally obey the order and quickly finish the treatment. We can also go back to the mountain to practice."

Among the foundation-building monks, a tall and thin middle-aged man showed a confused expression on his face. Looking at a falling young man from the audience, he gritted his teeth and asked the Yufei Sword to chase the Jindan in the direction where the Jindan left.

"This Senior Brother Lin..." A foundation-building monk spoke.

The older foundation-building monk waved, "Don't worry about Junior Brother Lin. Junior Brother Chen is right. I finished it early and went back to the mountain early. My green crane is still waiting for me. My disciple is so furious that I am very worried.

.” Several people laughed and.

The disciples of Qi training stage have registered the 234 people who have passed the level and notified them that they have any matters to deal with their own affairs first. They will meet up after two hours, and will not be overdue.

Zhang Shiping naturally went back to the mansion, and Chen Wenguang and other foundation-building monks also returned to the mansion. He called Zhang Shiping to his yard and told him many things after entering, what to pay attention to, what to avoid, and so on.

When Zhang Shiping went out, he had an extra gray storage bag on his hand. He tightly pinched it. He had practiced for many years but had no storage bag. Unexpectedly, he got it like this.

It is worth three hundred spirit stones, but he has only saved less than two hundred spirit stones over the years.
Chapter completed!