Senior Gu Long explained: "All the professions on the job list are nominal professions, but the spiritual master requires actual operation. Not to mention, Ye Yatou, you are very lucky, you can choose even if you close your eyes. The most difficult chore.”
"Oh, that's right." The Immortal Stone seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly said: "The reason why these people's expressions change when they hear the mention of spiritual masters is most likely because in the past thousands of years, death Hundreds of spiritual masters lost their lives, all of which were deceived by their disciples.
Killed. And the death was cruel, and even worse, they were cut into pieces, and the ground was covered with blood. Since three thousand years ago, no one dared to serve as a spiritual master."
"However, Emperor Wu has always believed that dark, paranoid and bloody people are mostly geniuses who come once in ten thousand years. As long as they are guided, they can become the pillars of heaven and earth!"
"It's a pity that the methods of those disciples are too cruel. They are like lunatics. They can't listen to what anyone says. The slightest refutation will lead to disaster." "Even if Emperor Wu keeps recruiting spirits, There was still no one in charge of Yuanshi. In desperation, Emperor Wu had no choice but to order and add the profession of spiritual Yuanshi to the job list. But after so many years, no one had ever chosen a spiritual Yuanshi.
We are all afraid of losing our lives, and even those who are brave enough to kill a tiger would not dare to take such a risk casually!"
Hearing this, Qing Ge asked doubtfully: "If that's the case, why didn't you remind me?"
What about hindsight now?
She has chosen everything and registered, so she can't go back on it.
"Oh." The Immortal Stone responded calmly: "I thought you liked such excitement."
Senior Gu Long expressed his agreement with the words of the Immortal Stone and was nodding his head crazily.
Qingge: "..." Does she seem to be a person who likes excitement?
The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched fiercely, and she was about to cry without tears. She just randomly selected a profession, how could her life be in danger?
"cough."
Qing Ge coughed dryly, with a smile on his face, and looked at the white-haired elder: "Grandpa Zhang, can you change your profession?"
"No." The white-haired boss said with a face, as if he was afraid that Qing Ge would regret it, he immediately put away the glowing slate and the wolf-hair pen. His movements were so fast that it was staggering.
What a joke!
After three thousand years, it is rare to encounter an idiot who chooses to be a spiritual master. How could he give a chance to regret it?
Furthermore, the white-haired old man also wanted this arrogant boy to make a big mistake in front of those dark and paranoid disciples and feel the sinister nature of people's hearts.
Qingge sat helplessly on the chair and nibbled on a crystal grape.
Next, Liu Yan'er and others chose careers one by one. They originally wanted to choose the same spiritual master as Qing Ge, but under Qing Ge's hint, they chose others.
Qing Ge took the wine glass from Bai Liuyun and drank it all in one gulp.
At this time, the setting sun is like blood, the twilight is as beautiful as a painting, and the sunset glow on the horizon is gorgeous, blooming like a fire that covers the sky.
Tuntian Square gradually returned to calm.
After the professional strength registration is completed, disciples of all ethnic groups can decide to stay or leave at will.
The Tiantian Square occupies an excellent area, and the air contains the power of the Xuanhuang. It is pure and pure, unmatched by other places, especially the clans of the lower three clans!
Therefore, most of the disciples did not leave, but crossed their knees and sat in Tiantian Square to start practicing.
By practicing in Tiantian Square, the speed can be improved a lot, and breakthroughs can be achieved with twice the result with half the effort.
Qingge and the others followed Luo Cheng and the others to places with different martial arts professions. The person who led Qingge was none other than Grandmaster Luo Cheng.
Luo Cheng walked in front, humming: "Ye Wuhen, you'd better be careful, it's not that easy to be a spiritual master."
Qingge looked at the back of Luo Cheng's head without saying a word. Luo Cheng added: "In the ninety-nine-floor dungeon of the Martial Arts Association, there are disciples who have made big mistakes. As for me, as a martial arts master, I am not
Under the jurisdiction of any sect, I can be regarded as a general guarding the martial arts dungeon. Don’t blame me for not reminding you,
Those people are all devils! Logically speaking, they should all be exiled to a desert island and imprisoned, but Emperor Wu believed that they were potential talents, but they just lacked an opportunity to change their ways."
Luo Cheng was chattering in front, but suddenly stopped and looked back, only to realize that the young man was not following.
In the quiet corridor, the young man stopped, pointed at the painting on the wall, and asked: "Uncle Luo, what is this?"
There is a painting on the wall. The girl in the painting has blue flames between her eyebrows, red clothes like fire, her silver hair is blowing in the wind, and she is carrying a sharp sword on her shoulder.
Luo Cheng's face suddenly turned red, and he stepped forward to block the mural: "What's wrong with a kid like you? How can you look at people and things casually?"
Qingge: "..."
"Isn't this hanging on the wall just for people to see?" Qingge asked dully.
What made her dumbfounded was that Luo Cheng was actually her admirer.
"Who said hanging it is just for you to see? This is the goddess of our sect, how can you ordinary people get their hands on it?"
Luo Cheng gritted his teeth, twisted his sleeves and wiped the mural distressedly.
"Princess Ji? Isn't she the Qing Emperor's fiancée?" Qingge asked playfully, looking at Luo Cheng with amusement.
"Huh." Luo Cheng said: "The Qing Emperor just has a good skin. If I were a few years younger and more handsome, Princess Ji would be ours."
Qingge twitched her eyebrows a few times and said wordlessly: "As far as I know, Emperor Qing has a lifespan of ten thousand years. He is an old man who is ten thousand years old. Uncle Luo, you don't seem to have a lifespan of one hundred years."
?”
Grandmaster Luo was suddenly stunned, suddenly stared at Qingge, and angrily walked into the depths of the dungeon.
The murals on both sides of the corridor all feature her figure, which shows Grandmaster Luo's love for Princess Ji.
"I heard that Princess Ji is terminally ill." Qing Ge said jokingly. Luo Cheng stopped, turned around and looked at Qing Ge with red eyes: "You are just terminally ill, your whole family is terminally ill. Ye Wuhen,
If you dare to humiliate the goddess of this sect again, be careful that this sect will crush you to ashes. She is just temporarily tired.
Already, for such a young girl, after so many years of fighting in the north and south, her iron body will collapse. I believe that she will cheer up soon, and by then, she will be a dazzling existence in three thousand generations!
"
"Shen Qingxiao, Jiang Ruyan, or you Ye Wuhen, none of them can compare with her!" Luo Cheng said firmly.
Qingge was slightly stunned.
She just found it interesting, but Luo Cheng's concern for Princess Ji moved her quite a bit.
"Do you love her?" Qingge asked.
"Don't use those cheap words to describe my feelings for the goddess, that's blasphemy!"
Luo Cheng said sincerely: "I don't deserve it."
Qing Ge said again: "She is only in the Origin Realm now. Is she worthy of you doing this to her, Uncle Luo?" "If she is not worthy, there will be no worthy person in the world."