The gate of Lingxiao Jiange branch is closed all year round.
It will only be turned on once within a year when the assessment begins.
Today is not considered a formal assessment, but can only be considered registration and testing. Xinyan can only bring a few people in through the side door.
The bustling young leaders came from the counties of the Great Qin Empire, lined up with several long queues.
“Many people…”
"The attraction of Lingxiao Jiange is indeed extraordinary."
"I'm afraid there must be tens of thousands of people at least. This is only today. The registration time is said to have lasted for several days."
Many years have been a little surprised to see such a scene.
Lin Yun was not surprised. The threshold for reaching the four orifices of the congenital orifices before the age of seventeen is not too high.
But if we look at the Qin Empire, with more than 100 counties and a vast population, the scene in front of us will be very normal.
There was a long queue and I didn’t know when it was time to line up, but these teenagers did not dare to be presumptuous.
Many eyes fell on Lin Yun and his group, and they all showed a look of envy.
"Who are they? You don't have to queue up?"
"It's a seed quota. It is said that Lingxiao Jiange has seed quota in every county. In addition, before the assessment begins, those good seedlings will be cut off outside Qintian County in advance and not allowed to be snatched away by other sects."
"What are the privileges?"
"There are actually not many privileges. The biggest advantage is to be strong with the sect's masters in advance. You also know that you can find a backer before entering the sect, so there is no need to be much of the benefits."
"What if you offend someone?"
"Haha, that's a mess. After entering the sect, I chop firewood, carry water, and throw manure. A bunch of broken things can make you want to die."
When several teenagers heard these discussions, their eyebrows showed a little slight slight.
Xinyan smiled faintly in front of her and said, "Don't be slapped, seed quota is just a quota. It's not guaranteed that you can definitely enter Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, it's just a waste of trouble."
"Hehe, senior sister, don't worry, Wuyou will definitely not embarrass you. I'll settle for this Lingxiao Jiange."
Li Wuyou's words made Xinyan smile and she giggled.
The few of them were all carefully selected and cut them down in advance in the desert.
If she can't enter the sect, it will be quite a shame for her.
Don't look at her carelessness, she is actually very concerned.
A angrily shout came suddenly in front of me: "I can't even hold the sword. What should I do when I come to my Lingxiao Jiange? No matter how talented you have in cultivation, you will be able to hold it firmly. If you get hit by me, you will get out of here. Lingxiao Jiange will not collect waste. Get out of here quickly, so as not to lose my face in Lingxiao Jiange."
"Next!"
"How did you practice? Lingyuan is so loose. Your cultivation is a wild path. Your innate foundation is unstable. How can you have any future in the future? Let's go."
"Next."
"Your bone is a bit too bad. You are only the second-grade spiritual body, go down."
"Next."
"The root and bone talent cultivation is not bad, but this martial soul is not suitable for sword cultivation. If you sign up for another sect, don't you delay your future."
"Yes, after taking my blow, the sword can still be guaranteed by 90%. Hehe, I will report this three days later."
In a place, a middle-aged man, holding a wooden sword, was testing the applicants who were queuing up for assessment.
The stern tone and harsh demands made Lin Yun secretly shocked.
All the second spiritual body types have been eliminated?
Lin Yun was thinking, his roots and bones had not been tested, but they would definitely not be much better.
Without the Linglong Seven Orifices Pill left by Su Ziyao, it would not even be possible to break through the acquired realm.
With all his goals and plans, his bones are the top mortal body.
Since you come, you will be at ease. If you can't pass the standards of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, you will not be able to pass the threshold of Xuantian Sect.
The only one who can accept him is Qin Tian Academy.
There is no matter whether it is born or talented, you can join it as long as you pass the test.
"Elder Luo Feng, these are some seedlings I picked up on the Mobei Wasteland. You can check it out."
Just as he was thinking about it, Xinyan and six young men came straight to the platform in front of the hall.
There was an old man with black hair, wearing a purple robe, and his sword was as heavy as a mountain, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
Around him, there were some elders of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, who were all so strong that they were terrifying.
Luo Feng looked at him and the few people suddenly felt like they were pierced by a long sword.
His vision first fell on Li Wuyou, nodded and smiled, "This little kid is not bad... Hey, what a strong half-step sword intent, it is almost forming a complete sword intent."
Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up and his eyes fell on Lin Yun.
Xinyan smiled from the side and said, "Elder Luo Feng, this is Lin Yun. Not only does he have a high understanding of swordsmanship, he has also mastered the Lei Yan battle body."
Luo Feng looked around and asked the other elders, "Everyone, what do you think."
"Yes, these people can give seeds."
"Xinyan's vision is indeed OK."
At this moment, another group of people came over, and several teenagers were also following him.
The leader has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a sharp edge like a sword, and a solemn and thick breath, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
He is also a powerful man in the Xuanwu realm!
Lin Yun was slightly shocked. The Xuanwu Realm was so common in the four transcendent sects.
When Xinyan saw this person, her face changed slightly and said lightly: "Senior Brother Wang Yan."
"Haha, is this the person that Junior Sister Xinyan is looking for? There are a group of wicked gourds and cracked dates, not even a leader in the Xuanwu realm. I said that the seed quota is only given to those people from the aristocratic races, why waste it on other irrelevant people?"
The visitor looked arrogant and did not give Xinyan any affection, criticizing Lin Yun and others as worthless.
Lin Yun looked at him and saw that the six or seven young men behind him were at least in the realm of the seven innate orifices.
One of them even reached the terrifying Xuanwu realm, which was very surprising.
But this is not what surprised Lin Yun.
What really surprised him was that there was someone standing beside Wang Yan.
It is a deep grudge against him, Wang Ning, a Wang clan!
In the Qingyun Sect, the other party formed a gang with him, and the grudges in the Qingyang Realm further deepened.
Unexpectedly, when Bai Lixuan came to this imperial capital, he didn't meet him, but he first met Wang Ning.
After not seeing each other for two months, the other party's cultivation has become deeper and deeper.
As soon as Lin Yun looked up, his eyes happened to meet the other party.
At that moment, I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart.
When Wang Ning saw Lin Yun, he was obviously stunned, his eyes full of shock. He seemed to be a ghost, doubting whether he had read it wrong.
But Qingyun Sect wanted to kill Lin Yun, and he was so familiar with this face.
"You sword slave, you are not dead!"
When he came to his senses, Wang Ning couldn't help but smile. Lin Yun dared to come to Lingxiao Jian Pavilion to sign up, he really didn't know how to live or die.
Wang Ning suddenly spoke, and both Xinyan and the elder of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion present seemed a little surprised.
"What's going on?"
Wang Yan frowned slightly and said, "Wang Ning has not spoken yet. If he speaks rashly, he will be inseparable from the superiority and inferiority!"
"Brother, he is Lin Yun, and he was the one who injured Uncle Bo in the Qingyang Realm. This guy is just a waste, and his root bones are famous in the Qingyun Sect. Can such a person give him seeds? "Wang Ning hurriedly told the whole story one by one.
"Lin Yun?"
Wang Yan sounded something, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Are you sure his roots and bones are useless?"
"It's true that even the Qingyun Sect didn't want him anymore. He stayed as a sword slave for two years."
Wang Yan suddenly laughed: "Junior Sister Xinyan, you really dare to take care of anyone, and you almost made a big joke."
There was a long queue under the platform, and there was an uproar.
"Sword slave?"
"Sword slaves can also get seed quotas. Are we even worse than sword slaves!"
"This Lingyun Sword Pavilion is too bullying."
"The four great transcendent sects have never heard of such a ridiculous thing."
Obviously, for them, they felt a little unbalanced.