But if you insist on saying so, there are indeed no rules.

The deacon's disciple didn't know how to answer for a moment, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

It turned out that this person was specially taken care of by the young sect leader, so he thought he had something special about him, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even use spiritual fire.

Could it be that the young master was deceived?

He turned to look at Jun Su: "What about you, wouldn't you also..."

Jun Su glanced at Zhu Changyang, and when he saw him looking over eagerly, with expectation in his eyes, he spread his hands and asked, "Is this what you are talking about?"

As he finished speaking, a small flame one finger high burst out from his palm, instantly lighting up the surrounding area.

The deacon's disciple's face softened slightly. Although the spiritual fire was very small, it could be used at least. The young sect leader was not deceived too completely.

He didn't dwell on it anymore. Anyway, the next step was the test. Those who didn't work would naturally be eliminated, so he said: "Okay, then you can quickly select the materials."

Several people walked into the door, and with the help of the small flame in Jun Sui's hand, they could clearly see the furnishings inside.

The room is not big, there are two shelves, and many places are empty.

The deacon disciple said "Eh" and thought to himself, are the people this year so powerful? They actually took away all the best materials.

This is just a basic test. Most of the materials provided are ordinary materials, but there are also a small number of rare and high-quality materials.

According to expectations, under the stipulation that each person can only take a fixed amount, even if it is first come, first served, each contestant should be able to get one or two good things.

Because most of the people who signed up were just beginning weapon refiners with shallow cultivation and unable to refine too many high-quality materials, they naturally wouldn't waste the limited quota on things they couldn't refine.

But at this time, the high-quality materials in the warehouse have been swept away, leaving only some low-quality goods that can be seen everywhere.

The deacon disciple muttered in his mind who was so powerful. He turned around and saw that Zhu Changyang was also frowning, so he had to explain dryly: "Well, this is the rule. You arrived too late, and this is all we have."

Zhu Changyang looked like he was easy to talk to and smiled: "I understand."

How did the deacon disciples know that for Zhu Changyang, the real problem was not that the materials were too poor, but... what are these things?

Unrecognizable feathers, fur, bones, various strange plants, wood blocks and crystals, strange liquids with colors comparable to Hogwarts potions...

After turning around, there wasn't anyone he recognized.

Seeing that he had been turning around for a long time without making any move, the deacon's disciples couldn't help but feel a little impatient: "How about it, have you made your choice?"

Zhu Changyang sighed in his heart, it seemed that the food and accommodation at Lanxiang Technical School was not that easy to get.

No matter what, let's get over tonight first.

He lingers between bones and feathers, so he won't be angry if he uses this thing as a feather to fan the door, right?

He thought about it and took a look at the weather outside the door. His peripheral vision happened to pass by the corridor outside the door, and then his eyes were fixed.

There was a small pile of stones of different shapes and colors.

Zhu Changyang was refreshed and ran out quickly. Under the moonlight, he looked at it carefully before turning back and asking the deacon disciple: "Can I choose these things?"

"What do you want those for?" The deacon's disciple suspected that he had made a mistake and kindly reminded him, "Those are low-grade waste rocks and we plan to dispose of them."

Spiritual stones can help with cultivation and improve cultivation, so each sect will distribute some to its disciples every month, and disciples can also receive it from the sect based on their contribution.

But the spiritual stone is disposable, and it is useless once the spiritual power is drained.

The sects usually dispose of them in a unified manner, and most of them are discarded directly. A few can still be refined into materials, and some will be stolen by craftsmen in the mortal realm.

Especially low-grade spiritual stones, because they contain less spiritual energy, are large in size, and suffer a lot of losses, they take up a lot of space after being discarded, and a lot of them will have to be disposed of after a while.

What was piled under the corridor were low-grade spiritual stones that had been sucked dry and were ready to be thrown away, that is, low-grade waste stones.

Zhu Changyang was also a little surprised when he heard this, but he did not expose his ignorance and just smiled and said: "Nothing, I just think it is a waste to throw these stones away like this. I want to use them again. You don't have a rule not to use these, right?"

The deacon's disciple's eyes became more and more strange.

Low-grade spiritual stones have very limited uses, and using waste stones to refine weapons is unheard of.

Is this guy really a liar?

But I have never heard of any scammers trying to cheat people out of waste.

The deacon's disciples were puzzled by the explanation. This waste stone was meant to be thrown away, so he said, "Take it if you want it."

Zhu Changyang: "Then how much can I take?"

This doesn't seem to be in the material library, I don't know how to calculate the quantity.

Deacon's disciple: "...You can take it all if you wish."

This also saves them the effort of throwing it away again.

Zhu Changyang was delighted when he heard this: "Then I won't be polite."

After saying that, he actually put all the small pile of stones into his pocket.

The deacon's disciple's mouth twitched slightly and he looked at Jun Su again: "What about you, have you made your choice?"

Jun Ju held the feathers and bones that Zhu Changyang had just seen in his hand: "Then I want these two, right?"

Deacon’s disciple: “Is that all? What about others?”

Jun Su: "No need."

Deacon disciple: “…”

These two people are too economical on materials!

That's fine, this way the young sect leader won't be too sad when he finds out he was deceived, and at least he doesn't lose too much.

The deacon disciple wiped his face and said, "Okay, let's go and go back to your room."

The night in the cultivation world is getting darker, and the popularity of the live broadcast room has also dropped. Those who are still watching the live broadcast are full of sympathy for Zhu Changyang.

[The anchor is at his wits end now, he doesn’t even know how to use spiritual fire, how can he pass the weapon refining level? 】

[This is such bad luck, how could I catch up with someone and add such a test level? 】

[Qingshi, you can’t just make a bicycle again. It’s okay to ride on it, but it’s only used in the world of cultivation. No one really cares about it. 】

[I don’t understand, the anchor’s situation is so bad, but he doesn’t take any materials. Why does he need so much waste? 】

[That’s quite strange. Isn’t it because you want to make stone sculptures? 】
Chapter completed!