"Who is that girl? Why are you taking a talent test at such an old age?"
"Haha, I guess the test results in previous years were not ideal, so I wanted to see if the talent has increased with age. But this talent is not strength, how could it change?"
"But why do I think this girl looks so familiar? I seem to have seen her somewhere..."
When everyone saw Mu Ruyue standing in the team, there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, and they couldn't help but whisper to each other, but the eyes they looked at her were obviously ridiculing.
Wouldn't she be embarrassed if she still came to take a talent test when she was a teenager?
Mu Ruyue, who lives there, has not appeared in front of others for many years because of this.
So many people have a dim impression of her.
"Hey, I remember her," suddenly, a surprised voice sounded, "Isn't this Mu Ruyue from the Mu family? I met her not long ago when I went to the Mu family to look for Mu Ting'er."
"What, she is the number one loser, the shame of the Mu family?"
After the man finished speaking, all eyes turned to Mu Ruyue neatly again, with even more mockery in his eyes.
Even if a useless person is tested a hundred times, he still cannot change the fact that he is useless.
Under the piercing gazes of these people, a cute little girl came out with a look of disappointment on her face. It was obvious that the test results were unsatisfactory.
However, Qingyun Sect has always kept the test results secret, so no one knows how bad her talent is.
"Girl, it's your turn." The steward raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Mu Ruyue, then turned around and led her into the hall.
In the spacious lobby, there was a bronze stone placed in the middle. An old man with a white beard was sitting in the center of the lobby with his eyes closed and concentrating. It was not until Mu Ruyue walked in that he slowly opened his eyes.
His pale eyes glanced at Mu Ruyue. He gently stroked his beard and said calmly: "Is there any luck? Go to the stone and put your hand on it and try your luck again."
Mu Ruyue followed the old man's instructions and placed her hands on the stone. She slowly closed her eyes and began to channel Qi into her palms.
Wow!
Suddenly, red light emitted from the bronze stone.
On the test stone, there are several levels, namely red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, among which red is the worst, purple is the strongest, and there is also a legendary level, which is colorless.
Yes, colorless means no color, and no color is precisely the strongest talent.
"Red." There was no special change on the old man's face. After all, in this continent, there were the most people with red talents.
Such people are not suitable for cultivation, and even if they practice cultivation, they will not achieve much.
Just when he was about to call out the next one, the red light suddenly changed.
Orange, yes, red turned orange!
The old man opened his mouth wide in surprise. Couldn't the test stone be tested at once? When did it change color? This is really crazy.
However, the color change did not stop.
Yellow, green, cyan, blue...
The old man's expression gradually became numb, and his mouth was so stiff that he couldn't even say a word. Fortunately, when it turned blue, the change finally stabilized, but it also left him shocked and speechless.
Fifteen years ago, Qingyun Sect accepted an inner disciple named Ye Tianfeng in Fengcheng, and was finally accepted as a disciple by Master Tianyuan. But even that kid was only in Qingse.
But, fortunately, it's finally over.
The old man picked up the tea next to him and wanted to calm down his shock. However, after seeing what happened next, his hand shook and he almost spilled the tea.
Purple!
The color turned purple!
The old man took a deep breath. There are only a few geniuses with purple talent in the mainland, right?
However, the changes are not over yet.
I saw that the purple light on the test stone disappeared little by little, but Mu Ruyue's hand was still pressed on the stone. If she let go of her hand before the light disappeared, it would be normal, but if her hand had been pressed on the stone
, the purple light should not disappear.
Unless it's another situation.
"Crack!"
The tea cup slipped from the old man's hand, fell to the ground, and broke into countless pieces. God knows how much he once liked his cup, but now, even if his beloved tea cup was broken, he turned a deaf ear and his eyes were dead.