"I saw you coming out early in the morning. Are you busy with something?"
Tong Yan raised his chin in the direction of the young disciples and explained: "You also know that the sect is recruiting new people recently, and I am going to take on a task and participate in it."
"Have you received a mission?"
"Not yet. The mission is very popular and is gone. The disciples from the Consulate Hall said they would help me keep an eye on it."
He Zhan nodded, paused and said, "I heard that in one month, the young master will be invited to go to Penglai. Sister Yan, will you go?"
"I will go with the master." Tong Yan hummed, looked at him and said, "As for the pill formation, I told the master that I will advance in seclusion after I come back."
"Since the young sect leader has agreed, nothing will happen during this trip."
After a pause, He Zhan said again, "I don't have anything to do now, why don't I go on a mission with you."
"Would you like me to help you lead the way?" It's more fun to be with someone than to be alone. At least you can find someone to complain about and chat with, so Tong Yan is naturally happy for him to come too.
"Excuse me, sister."
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Two days later, Tong Yan and He Zhan each received a task to maintain the spirit detection site.
This task is not difficult. During the qualification test, the two of them only need to stand aside and act as security guards to maintain order.
The time for sects to test their spiritual roots is usually at the beginning and middle of each month. If you come early at the end of the month, you can stay in the city or practice in the woods first, and wait a day or two before the first day of the month.
I came late and missed the first day of junior high school, so I waited a few days and signed up again on the 15th.
Children brought in from other places will only be brought back after being tested for their spiritual roots, and then brought directly into the entrance. When the newcomers who pass the next round of tests come out, they will take the entrance examination together.
It is not difficult to be a security guard at the spiritual root testing site, because everyone comes here to become a disciple of the Demon Temple Sect and seek refuge by eating porridge and eating meat.
If he causes trouble here and is expelled by his sect disciples, wouldn't it be worth the loss?
Of course, it is impossible for so many people that there will be no conflicts at all, but they are relatively few, and the sect's clothing is very effective. As long as the perpetrators are scolded a few times, most of them can be solved.
Even if it doesn't work, the disciples who maintain order are at least above the eighth level of Qi training. Those who come to test the spiritual roots are either casual cultivators or ordinary people who have not yet practiced. Suppression by force is also an extremely effective method.
The test has not yet started. Tong Yan, He Zhan and other disciples stood in a row.
The entire row of uniforms of gray and blue disciples looks very elegant no matter from which angle you look at them.
Because they added a bit of majesty and solemnity to the Spiritual Testing Square, people in the square did not dare to make mistakes.
Another group of disciples were responsible for testing everyone's spiritual roots. Two people were responsible for measuring a spiritual bead, one was responsible for guiding, and the other was responsible for registering information.
Those with spiritual roots enter the back and wait, while those without spiritual roots leave and cannot enter the next assessment.
Although people with five spiritual roots barely meet the assessment requirements, whether they can pass the subsequent assessments or not, even if they join the sect, they will only be outer disciples.
Therefore, most of the disciples responsible for testing have a very contemptuous attitude toward such people.
After testing continuously for a long time, Tong Yan probably silently calculated that each group would test thirty people in half an hour. But now about an hour and a half later, there are only a few newcomers waiting at the rear.
In other words, under normal circumstances, there are basically no more than two people with spiritual roots for every one hundred people.
Looking at those people who learned that they had no spiritual roots, they walked aside with disappointment on their faces, and looked at the people with spiritual roots with extremely envious eyes as they entered the back and waited.
Then he looked at the graceful sect disciples guarding one side. Those who were young or couldn't bear it actually cried on the spot.
No one showed mercy to the cries and tears. Those who passed were excited and excited, those waiting to be tested were anxious, and the disciples who were working had expressionless faces and cold eyes.
Everyone has their own things to do, so there is no time to care about others.
When Tong Yan was thankful that he had spiritual roots, he only glanced at them a few more times and then looked away.
A disciple's scolding suddenly sounded from the front right, almost startling the distracted Tong Yan.
"Don't make trouble. You have already tested it. If you don't have spiritual roots, you don't have spiritual roots!"
"Anyone who causes trouble will be kicked out of the mountain gate. I'm warning you one last time. Get out of the way."
Looking over, there was a young man who looked to be in his twenties standing in front of the spirit bead, and the two people who insisted on testing it tested him again.
"Just once, you two immortals, just give me another test. It took me half a year to get here, just to become a disciple of your sect and seek Taoism. If I don't have spiritual roots, what will I do?"
The young man begged hard.
"What do you have to do with me? Get away quickly!" The disciple in front of the spirit-measuring bead scolded him again.
At this moment, he had a look of worry on his face. If the young man didn't get out of the way and continued to delay their work, he was afraid that he would use force.
The young man gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "Test me again. I will leave immediately after the test."
The disciple who recorded the newcomer's spiritual root information saw that he was stubborn and had a cold expression on his face, and slapped him away with a palm.
"So much nonsense!" After the person flew out and landed heavily on the ground, he ignored it and turned back to the people in line in front of him and said, "Next one."
Without the troublesome people, their testing speed quickly caught up with other groups. After testing nearly a thousand people in one morning, the number of people waiting behind them was barely noticeable.
He Zhan, who was standing one meter away from Tong Yan, suddenly said, "Sister Yan, you still have a soup to drink at noon. Do you want to go back to Luohua Peak first?"
He didn't say anything, and Tong Yan almost forgot that he was going to take the medicine, but he didn't panic and smiled at He Zhan and said, "I brought one with me when I came out in the morning."
Then he took out a blue and white porcelain vase from the storage bag and waved it in front of him proudly.
Opening the bottle cap, the unique bitter taste and heat of the medicinal soup rushed out, hitting her nose hard and making her frown.
Then he muttered softly, "It's so painful."
"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease!" This was not said by He Zhan, but rather by the immature voice of some young people.
He Zhan and Tong Yan looked at the speaker at the same time. He was a boy about ten years old, not too luxuriously dressed, with a chubby round face, and he looked very pleasant.
He is one who passed the spiritual root test.
Seeing the two people looking at him, the young boy smiled shyly and continued, "My mother told me this."
Tong Yan couldn't help but want to tease him, and deliberately said with a straight face, "Then did your mother tell you not to talk to strangers casually?"
The young boy was stunned for a moment by the question, then shook his head, "...No, why can't I talk to strangers?"
"Because of that, you might be abducted by bad people." Tong Yan continued.
The young boy looked at her in disbelief and said seriously: "This is under the mountain gate of Mosha Sect. How dare any thief dare to do evil here so boldly?"
Such words that seemed to be praising Mosha Sect made Tong Yan smile knowingly, as if he was happy that he had been praised.
"Boy, you have a good vision. Come on, do your best for the next assessment."
"Of course, but why do you have to take medicine but they don't have to take it?"
Tong Yan was silent, and He Zhan glanced at her and said for her, "She was abducted because she was talking to strangers."