Tianfeng City is a very ordinary small city. Yang Teng has never even heard of Tianfeng City's name.

Yang Xin entered Tianfeng City first, and Yang Teng and Ximen Ye followed behind and entered the small city.

Although the small town is small, it is much larger than that village, and its prosperity is incomparable to that village.

In terms of scale, it is much larger than Fenglei Town.

It was the first time that Yang Xin came to a city of this size. Her eyes were not enough. She looked around and everything she saw felt new.

As the saying goes, the land and water are the same as the customs. Tianfeng City is thousands of miles away from Fenglei Town, and the customs and customs are very different.

"Yang Teng, look, those people's clothes are so beautiful." Yang Xin pointed at the female monks walking towards her and said.

After all, for girls, beautiful services are more attractive than treasures.

"You two, wait for me." Yang Xin looked to the left and right, then turned and entered a relatively quiet alley. After entering, she came out immediately, but she changed her clothes.

Ximen Ye looked at Yang Xin in surprise. Girls love beauty by nature, so it is very troublesome for girls to change clothes. But when Yang Xin entered the alley and came out, it was only three breaths of time before and after, let alone changing clothes, she just had ready-made clothes in her hand.

I couldn't find a suitable place to change my clothes in such a short time.

What's more, Yang Xin had just entered Tianfeng City and had not had time to buy clothes with the characteristics of this place. How could she change into one in the blink of an eye?

Yang Teng smiled. Ximenye didn't know Yang Xin's secret, but he knew very well that if it wasn't for concealment, Yang Xin could directly change the clothes on her body.

The colorful clothes change with Yang Xin's mind, and she can become whatever she wants.

"Miss Xin'er, is this also an illusion? It's so amazing!" Ximenye couldn't see any flaws at all and could only think that it was an illusion.

"Just treat it as an illusion." Yang Teng winked at Yang Xin. Colorful neon clothes are of great importance and must not be let anyone know.

Yang Xin naturally understood the meaning of Yang Teng's gaze, and proudly showed off: "How about it? I'm pretty good at illusions."

"What's happening over there? There are so many people around, hurry up and take a look." Yang Xin suddenly found a group of people gathered not far ahead.

There was a monk in the middle of the crowd, looking around with disdain, "Everyone, this opportunity must not be missed and will never come back. Today, my master has shown mercy and issued a decree to recruit more disciples. If you miss today, don't expect such a good thing to happen again."

A monk in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "Comrade, I haven't asked you who your ancestor is."

"That's right, you should tell me who your master is. You can't just become your master without knowing who you are." Another monk shouted loudly.

Looking in from the outside of the crowd, Yang Teng was suddenly stunned. This person looked familiar!

He actually met an acquaintance here, and Yang Teng immediately remembered something.

Hearing this person's question, the monk in the crowd became even more proud, "I might as well tell you that my ancestor is the great master Zilou who is well-known in Dongzhou."

"What! It's actually Venerable Zilou who opens the door to recruit disciples!"

"You must not miss it. If I am chosen by Senior Zilou, I will be willing to be an outer disciple."

"Brother, I'm not looking down on you, you should just forget it." A monk next to him said disdainfully: "Senior Zilou is a master of alchemy and is also proficient in weapon refining. Tell me what you are good at."

"I have strength!"

"Pull it down, refining elixirs and refining weapons is not like a blacksmith forging iron. What's the point of having strength!"

Yang Teng smiled. Sure enough, he was a disciple of Venerable Zilou. The monk in the crowd was named Zhu Yiping, and his master was Yi Hua, the youngest disciple of Venerable Zilou.

Speaking of which, whether it is Master Zilou, Yi Hua, or the Zhu Yiping in front of him, they all have a deep connection with him.

The scene before us is so similar!

Yang Teng couldn't help but think of that life. After he repaired his heart, his cultivation did not improve as much as it does now. Later, he had to go out for a trip. It was this trip that changed his life.

The louder the crowd's discussion became, the more proud Zhu Yiping's face became.

At this time, I heard someone outside the crowd ask loudly: "But I don't know what conditions Venerable Zilou has for recruiting disciples."

That's right, the monks who were discussing among themselves immediately shut up and waited for Zhu Yiping's reply.

Venerable Zilou is famous throughout Dongzhou, so the conditions for recruiting disciples must be very high, and people with mediocre qualifications must not fall into the eyes of Venerable Zilou.

Zhu Yiping nodded slightly, "My master is recruiting disciples this time, and the selection conditions are divided into three levels. The first level is selected by me, and all the monks selected by me have the opportunity to become Zilou's disciples. The second level is up to me.

The master selects himself, and those who meet the requirements are the disciples of Zilou. The third level is selected by the master himself. If you are a monk in the eyes of the master, congratulations. Not only can you enter the inner sect to practice,

I am lucky enough to learn alchemy and weapon refining techniques from my master, and I have the opportunity to receive personal guidance from my master."

As soon as Zhu Yiping's words came out of his mouth, there was an uproar.

The monks surrounding the outside exploded. There was a very simple three-selection rule. The monks who could be selected by Zhu Yiping had the opportunity to become Zilou disciples. As long as they passed the second selection, they would definitely become Zilou disciples. Those who passed the third selection would definitely become Zilou disciples.

It’s even more incredible to be selected for the first time. If you can get personal guidance from Venerable Zilou, you will have a bright future!

Who is Lord Zilou? It is said that he belongs to the Izumo Empire, and he is one of the few strong men in the entire Dongzhou!

"Tell me quickly, how can I become a disciple of Zilou? I will be the first to sign up!"

"Fellow Taoist, how are the rules for the first level of selection determined?"

The impatient monks were shouting and excited, waiting for Zhu Yiping to speak. If Zhu Yiping asked them to kneel down, I am afraid that a large number of people would kneel down immediately with a roar.

Zilou disciple, this title is so glorious.

As long as he carries the title of Purple House Disciple on his head, no one would dare to provoke him even if he walks around in the Izumo Empire.

The two words "Zi Lou" not only represent the super powerful Master Zi Lou, but also represent a huge force, so huge that the entire Dongzhou is looked up to.

Zhu Yiping raised his hands and made a downward movement. The monks immediately became quiet, knowing that Zhu Yiping was about to announce the first round selection conditions.

"Everyone, under the order of my master, if you are interested in joining the cultivators under the Zilou Sect, you must pay two middle-grade spirit-gathering pills and two middle-grade wound-healing pills as entry fees, and then I will personally select them. Anyone who is selected will participate in the second round.

Selection.”

"What! Two middle-grade spirit-gathering pills and a wound-healing pill!"

Zhu Yiping's words caused a stir. The entry fee alone was so high, and the conditions for Venerable Zilou to recruit disciples were too harsh.

How should I put it? He didn’t mention the talent of alchemy and weapon refining at all, but directly asked for the extremely valuable elixir. It made people feel that either Venerable Zilou was too greedy for money, or the monk who claimed to be the disciple of Venerable Zilou was a fake.

of.

In their opinion, Venerable Zilou is a respected elder and should not be full of copper odor.

Zhu Yiping's face darkened, "Why, do you think the four pills are of great value and are reluctant to take them out?"

A monk asked loudly: "Dare I ask this fellow Taoist, is it really the senior Venerable Zilou who put forward the selection criteria for the first round?"

These words made Zhu Yiping's face look even more ugly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Do you think this is what I asked for randomly? Since you don't believe in my ancestor, then you should not participate in the selection. We don't lack someone like you in Zilou Sect.

disciple."

He was too overbearing. He was disqualified after just one question. There were people nearby who wanted to ask other questions. When they saw this, they immediately shut up.

"They have gone too far. Isn't this an opportunity to make money? Who knows how the first round will be selected? Besides, there is a second round. If you can't become a disciple of Zilou, won't the four pills be in vain to make the Venerable Zilou cheaper?"

Yang Xin said angrily.

It goes without saying that you can worship at the Purple Tower Gate. No matter what price you pay, countless people will flock to you.

But this so-called entry fee is obviously to deceive everyone. God knows how many people will pass the selection in the end.

Such a rule made many people shake their heads. The monks who originally wanted to give it a try felt that it was not worthwhile and silently retreated outside the crowd.

Zhu Yiping didn't pay much attention to the monks' reactions and said loudly: "The monks who intend to join the Purple Tower Sect come forward."

There were some who were waiting and watching, and some who were tempted. Someone immediately stepped forward, took out the jade bottle from his arms, and handed four elixirs to Zhu Yiping, "Fellow Taoist, if I can pass the selection, we will be the same sect in the future. Please also ask

Fellow Taoist, please take good care of me."

Zhu Yiping looked arrogant, "That's natural. The most important thing for disciples of Zilou Sect is unity. If fellow disciples need help, they should help each other."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" The monk who paid four pills quickly left his name and then stepped aside.

Someone must take the lead in everything. As soon as the first monk paid for the elixir, someone else would immediately come forward, take out his own elixir and leave his name.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know when the selection of disciples will end. I don't have any elixirs with me. Can you give me some time? I'll go back and get the elixirs." Someone asked loudly.

"Yes, can you wait a moment, we will go back to get the elixir." There was not only one person who didn't have the elixir with him.

Zhu Yiping nodded slightly, "Okay, logically speaking, I don't have time to wait, but you are eager to become my disciple, so I will give you half an hour. After half an hour, no matter how talented you are, no matter how many pills you get, you will still be able to do it."

Unable to enter the Purple Tower Gate."

The time limit of half an hour is not short. Those monks who did not have any elixirs with them but still wanted to join the Purple Tower Sect immediately dispersed. This was a major opportunity related to the future. Once you miss it, don't think about it again.

next time.

Yang Teng knows best the conditions for Venerable Zilou to recruit disciples.

Although Venerable Zilou recruits a large number of disciples, he only recruits them once in each place. If you miss this time, there will really be no next time.

Ximenye said in a low voice: "It is really not easy for a monk without certain abilities to worship under the Purple Tower Sect."

He knew very well that he was not an alchemist or weapon refiner, otherwise he would have really wanted to join the Zilou Sect.

"Yang Teng, do you want to give it a try? You are extremely talented in alchemy and weapon refining, so why not give it a try," Yang Xin said.
Chapter completed!