Chapter 87 This Purple Cloud Holy Land Doesn't Matter!
Chapter 87 It’s okay not to wait for this Zixiao Holy Land!
"Chen Jinyue?!"
Compared with the envy, jealousy and hatred of the candidates, Jiang Li and other elders were a little confused: "What is so different about this girl?"
"Zhao Wuji, what do you think?"
Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes: "You can't see it yourself?"
"Blind?"
"Besides, the Holy Master has already been chosen. What makes him different is none of your business?!"
Everyone: "..."
"Hey?! Do you know how to talk?" Shen Mengxi scolded her immediately.
Zhao Wuji was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Soon, Jiang Li pulled out a handful of his beard.
"hiss!"
"The body of ancient Taiyin?!"
"This girl's talent!!!"
Everyone is shocked!
"What?"
"Let's take a look, hiss, it's really the body of the ancient Taiyin. It's just that this kind of constitution can only be washed away and show its supreme power after attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal. So we didn't even notice it before?!"
"So, her talent is the best among this batch of candidates!"
"Pity."
"well!"
Although they were excited, they couldn't help but sigh, are their talents good? How can they be so bad with the ancient Taiyin body?
As long as there are few things that can be related to ancient times, there are basically few simple things. If I have to talk about a 'reference object', it is Chang'e!
Chang'e is the ancient Taiyin body.
He has long been a powerful person at the level of a Holy Lord. Although he has not been able to achieve enlightenment and become a saint, he has already reached the level of quasi-sainthood.
Even when facing a saint, you can fight back and forth several times.
In other words, if Chen Jinyue's talent is properly cultivated, he will be completely qualified to be the next Holy Master!
With such a talent, who wouldn’t want to be accepted as a disciple?
It's a pity that there is no chance.
"pity?"
Xu Changsheng chuckled and said, "What's the pity? Could it be that the elders think that Chen Jinyue has insulted her by worshiping me as her teacher?"
That's what you said!
This day, we just talked to death.
The elders were suddenly speechless.
Zhao Wuji simply turned his head out of sight and said: "Holy Lord, time is limited, why don't you choose the second disciple."
"Yes."
His voice amplified.
"Bai Xiaofei."
"Are you willing to become my second disciple?"
Zhao Wuji slapped his forehead, alas, no chance.
Jiang Li and others rolled their eyes.
Gan!
The two with the best talents have been picked, why are you asking for help!?
Bai Xiaofei, who was eagerly watching the excitement, thinking that it would never be his turn, got excited, then turned his head and bowed: "See you, Master!"
"Um."
Xu Changsheng showed a satisfied smile: "From now on, you are my disciples, Jinyue, you are the senior sister."
"Ah? Yes, Master."
Chen Jinyue was a little confused.
"Come here and stand behind me. I still have some things to do as a teacher. Once this is over, I will take you to Zixiao Palace to formally become my teacher."
As Xu Changsheng waved, the two men flew out of the crowd and quickly landed behind him.
Afterwards, Xu Changsheng winked at the elders and said, "Elders, it's your turn. Make your choice?"
Jiang Li's mouth twitched, and then he waved his sleeves: "I'm just here to join in the fun. If I have something else to do, I'll leave first."
Shen Mengxi shook her head and was speechless for a while: "Fortunately, I was lucky before. Liu Qianyue is a good seedling and can be cultivated well."
Xu Yuanzhi scratched his head for a while.
Qiu Gaoming looked around and finally looked at Lu Qianshan: "Are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
"Disciple is willing!"
Lu Qianshan expressed his ten thousand wishes.
The other elders looked over and over, but no one chose any more direct disciples.
Although the candidates felt very sad, they could only accept it.
How can it be so easy to be noticed by a truly powerful person?!
Even though many of them were real geniuses in their own little land in their hometown, when they got here, they really didn't mean anything.
Moreover, not everyone comes to Zixiao Holy Land once a year, so how can it be possible that many people who can be favored by great powers emerge every year?
It is already rare to have three ‘candidates’ who are favored by the elders and Holy Lord this year.
After the elders indicated that they would no longer accept disciples, other immortal disciples from the Zixiao Holy Land began to appear one after another.
My family knows their own affairs.
Even if there are truly unparalleled geniuses, they won't be able to turn to them, and besides, they don't have the qualifications to be their masters.
Therefore, their standards for accepting disciples are much lower than those of the elders.
So this time, quite a few people were accepted as their direct disciples.
No one refused.
After all the hard work, the frightening assessment, and even the risk of life and death, all just for now, how could you give up?
After the selection of the immortals from the inner sect is completed, it will be the elders from the outer sect.
The elders of the outer sect are all heavenly beings and above.
However, their status, strength, and talent are far inferior to those of the inner sect's Immortal Family, so they can only pick the remaining inner sect disciples.
Of course, if the previous people had poor eyesight and missed some good ideas, they can also accept them as disciples.
This process lasted for three days.
Three days is nothing to a practitioner.
However, for Wang Wu, these three days were extremely painful! He looked forward to the stars and the moon, and his eyes turned green with hope.
As the strongest among the candidates this time, he was never accepted as a direct disciple until the last moment!
Even when the inner sect and outer sect jointly selected candidates, he was not selected into the inner sect!
In the end, he just became an ordinary disciple of the outer sect.
If it's any worse, it can only be a handyman disciple.
When an outer sect elder handed the identity badge of an ordinary outer sect disciple to his eyes, Wang Wu could no longer hold back and completely exploded.
"You are such bullies!"
"I quit!"
"It's okay not to wait for this Zixiao Holy Land!"
Wang Wu left in anger.
Becoming an ordinary disciple of the outer sect? For him, this is undoubtedly an unacceptable outcome.
He became angry and turned away.
But some people noticed that there were often tears in the corners of his eyes~~~
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finally.
Zixiao Holy Land’s recruitment of disciples this year has ended.
The more than 20 million candidates who were still standing on the platform, who only passed the first round of exams, failed the second round, and were not selected as direct disciples, all showed wry smiles.
"Everyone."
At the closing moment, Zao Wuji said loudly: "You can leave later."
"well!"
There were sighs.
They have worked hard and expected, but now, all they have left is despair.
"Damn it!"
Someone roared: "Aren't you kidding me?!"
"Among so many of us, only seven people were selected. Out of more than 20 million people, only seven were selected!"
"It delayed us for three days. We originally had the opportunity to go to other holy places to take the entrance examination, but now, we have been delayed and it is too late."
"There is no injustice or enmity, so why is this?"
Hearing this, Xu Changsheng's eyes lit up and he said in front of everyone: "I understand."
"You want to rush to other holy places, but the journey is far away and your speed is too slow. It's too late, right?"
