Chapter 505 Is it so difficult to be a soldier?

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The booth over there was filled with various flags, with some rather bold and enchanting women looming in the clouds. Many people blushed just looking at these patterns.

Zu An couldn't help but sigh, the scale of this open world is quite scary.

A large dark flag hung in the center, with the characters "Heavenly Demon Sect" written on it, which barely neutralized the fragrant atmosphere here and gave it a bit more of the aura of the Demon Sect.

He noticed that the female disciples in charge of the assessment at the booth were all wearing translucent gauze and exposed skirts. There were mountains and deep ravines everywhere. No wonder it was the most popular there.

The leader was a gorgeous-looking woman. It was obvious that she was the person in charge here. The patch on her chest reminded him of a movie in his previous life called "A City of Golden Armor."

Because he was familiar with Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei, he immediately noticed that this person also had traces of practicing the Demon Cult Charm Skill, but it was obviously different from Qiu Honglei.

Strictly speaking, it is also a charm skill. Autumn Red Tears are restrained, moisturizing things silently, and unknowingly make you feel like a soul confidant.

The woman here makes people think of bed directly. After all, she has fallen behind.

From the noisy crowd, Zu An roughly heard a lot of people flattering her, both internally and externally, as if she was a direct disciple of an elder from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and everyone called her Senior Sister Pan.

Although he felt that Yun Jianyue and Qiu Honglei were not in great danger, but the situation was unclear, Zu An did not rush up to "recognize relatives" rashly. After thinking about it, he decided to take this opportunity to recruit disciples to join them first, and then look for opportunities.

Inquire about the two of them.

He finally squeezed in and said to the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, "I want to join the Heavenly Demon Sect."

The people around burst into laughter, "Everyone here wants to join the Demon Sect."

The movement here also attracted the senior sister named Pan. She glanced here and said with a sweet smile, "I won't accept it."

Zu An was startled, "I haven't even taken the entry test, why don't I accept it?"

He originally thought that with his ability, it would be easy to pass these tests.

"Have you seen that our Heavenly Demon Sect is all women?" Senior Sister Pan pointed around. Although she was smiling, she clearly felt that this smile was just a professional weapon.

"But I remember that there are men in the Demon Sect as well." Zu An frowned and pointed to the side, "Those are also men, why?

Can they join the Demon Sect?"

Senior Sister Pan circled around him a few times, and the flute in her hand gently slid across his face, "Our Heavenly Demon Sect wants to accept male disciples, but the men we accept are either handsome or mighty, but we won't accept you.

Such an ordinary guy."

Zu An "..."

He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Just to avoid attracting attention, he put on this passerby mask that would make people forget about it. As a result, he couldn't join the Demon Sect because of this.

Listening to the laughter around him, he didn't get angry and retreated, thinking about what to do.

Of course, he could quietly kidnap a few core disciples who were being evaluated for admissions, and ask them about the whereabouts of Master and Disciple Izumo Jianyue, but he was worried that that would alert the enemy.

It was about the safety of Yun and Qiu, so he didn't dare to be careless. It would be more convenient to become a disciple of the Demon Cult first and enter their main altar.

He glanced around and suddenly saw the "Xiaoyao Road" sign standing not far away. There were a few handsome guys playing the piano, painting, and reciting poems.

Even some of the female disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were surrounding them and actively courting them, but those handsome guys didn't seem to notice and were always concentrating on what they were doing.

Zu An thought that this Xiaoyao Dao was indeed a breath of fresh air in the Demon Cult, and joining them would save them a lot of trouble.

He was not worried about whether he could pass or not. After all, in order to practice the art of disguise, he had already obtained the true teachings of Yuyanluo in painting. In addition, he also had some suggestions from Shang Liuyu in terms of music. He had to pass a small assessment.

It couldn't be simpler.

He confidently came to the registration table and saw the test questions above. He could choose one of the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After completing it, he would hand it over to the assessor above for judgment.

Zu An thought for a while, chose his best painting technique, and quickly painted an above-average painting.

He didn't even dare to show off his full painting skills, lest his flaws would be exposed and others would suspect him.

Even so, other onlookers also exclaimed and praised. They did not expect that there would be such a talented newcomer in this class, and they all thought that his selection was certain.

Zu An confidently handed over the scroll,

Who knew that the person in charge of the review casually said, "Unqualified, next one!"

Zu An couldn't help but get a little angry, "You didn't even look at it, why was it judged unqualified?"

With his current attainments in painting skills, he is even much better than these so-called young examiners, and there is no way he will fail.

"If you are not qualified, you are not qualified." The man looked indifferent, his nose pointing directly upward.

Zu An's heart moved, "Are you jealous of my talent and afraid that I will surpass you after I get started?" .??.

In order to successfully sneak into the Demon Sect, he even used various provocative techniques.

"I'm afraid you'll surpass me? Haha." The man sneered a few times, apparently not even interested in refuting.

At this time, the dispute between the two attracted several other Xiaoyao Dao disciples nearby. They stopped playing the piano or reciting poems and came over to watch the fun.

One of them saw the ground painting made by Zu An and couldn't help but his eyes lit up, "This touch, this structure, this artistic conception... What a painter, what a talent!"

Zu An breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he finally had someone who knew what he was doing.

Who knew that the other party would change the subject and say, "It's a pity, it's such a pity that I don't have the opportunity to join our Xiaoyao Dao."

Zu An looked confused, "Since my painting is fine, why can't I join?"

"There's nothing wrong with the painting, but there's something wrong with the person." The cold and arrogant handsome guy from before finally said, "Those who want to join our Xiaoyao Dao must be handsome and handsome, and at last they must have good features, otherwise they will lose the reputation of Xiaoyao Dao."

"Especially if you are such a good painter, you will definitely be able to stand out easily if you join the sect. Then it will be easier to represent the sect in participating in various competitions. When others see it, the outstanding disciples of Xiaoyao Dao are so ugly, then our Xiaoyao Dao

Isn’t this thousand-year reputation ruined by your own hands?”

Zu An "..."

At this moment, ten thousand draft horses were galloping through his mind. Did he go out without looking at the almanac today? Why did he lose the election for this reason again and again?

Just now, the Heavenly Demon Sect said that he was just ordinary, but here he is describing himself as ugly?

But it happened that he chose this appearance specially, so he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

At this time, other people suddenly stopped working. After all, not all the people who came here were handsome guys and beauties. Many people started shouting.

"Since you

Why didn't you tell me earlier if you had this request?"

"Isn't this a waste of our world?"

"rnRefund!"



Those in Xiaoyao Road were struggling to cope with the anger of those people, while Zu An withdrew with a depressed look on his face.

At this time, a chuckle came from the side, "If you and I team up, you will be defeated now."

A beautiful woman with high ponytail and long legs is standing not far away. Who is it if it’s not Zhang Zitong?

In fact, with Zu An's spiritual will, she had already been discovered. She seemed to have just gone to the Tiandi Sect to receive a task. Looking at the goods in her hand, the question there seemed to be who could make money from these goods within an hour.

The one with the most money is eligible to pass.

"I wish you good luck." Zu An said lightly and continued to wander to other places. He didn't believe in evil today. Is it so difficult to join the Demon Cult as a soldier?

Seeing his back, Zhang Zitong felt a little itchy. What kind of air was this guy looking like? Didn't he just hit a wall in turn?

She suddenly felt confused, why was she paying so much attention to this passerby?

It seems that he has a kind of familiar and close temperament in him...

As soon as this idea came up, she quickly stopped and said, "Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking about!"

She shook her head and walked out of the hall. In the far distance on the territory of Yin and Yang Road, a young man with narrow eyes was fanning himself there, looking at her back with a greedy look in his eyes. "Is she the person you are talking about?"

"It's her. This stinky bitch ruined our good deeds. It's obvious that she didn't take you seriously, Mr. Biao." The two shabby-looking people next to them nodded and bowed and smiled. If Zhang Zitong were here, he would definitely recognize them.

They were the two pickpockets she kicked away before.

The two of them were secretly happy because they knew that Biao Shao was the third disciple of Lord Yin Yang. With him taking the lead, their feud would be possible.

"What qualifications do you have to represent me?" Upon hearing this, Young Master Biao's face darkened, and he slapped the two of them to death.

The legs of the two men went weak, and they all knelt down and kowtowed, "Master Biao, please forgive me, Master Biao, please forgive me!"

The young man with narrow eyes stood up, "Originally, it would be a death penalty for you to go out and cheat in my name, but since the girl you found this time is indeed the best, I will forgive you for the time being and go and meet her first."


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