The chanting disciple glanced at Qu Yun bitterly, and in full view of everyone, he changed his words and reported again:
"Mei Xianshi, the best water spirit root! Unfathomable! Get started without taking a test!"
The looks from everyone in the square were not filled with envy, but more disbelief, and even... panic? Well, except for Gou Yan, who was both ashamed and angry, how could anyone else be panic? This is really weird.
Qu Yun frowned again.
After stepping down, Mei Xianshi walked directly to Qu Yun and saluted her in thanks. Yin Xiyi and Ren Mianshuang, who had already lost the election, also followed her.
"Do you know that person deliberately concealed Xiaoshi's spiritual roots?" It was Yin Xiyi who asked Qu Yun first. Although he realized it later, Yin Xiyi also saw something strange about the singing disciple after thinking about it.
"No," Qu Yun shook her head: "Yi Zi could only temporarily tell through his expression that something was wrong in his mind, and didn't know the reason. Maybe he didn't want to be overshadowed by the new disciples, right?
On the other hand, Mei Xianshi, judging from your reaction, you must have clearly seen your spiritual roots, right? Why didn't you tell me? Aren't you a person who is bent on seeking immortality? If you just missed this possible only opportunity, don't you regret it?"
"I'm sorry, Xian Shi just has an unclear intuition. It's useless to say it himself. He will definitely not be able to enter the sect. It wasn't until En Gong spoke that this illusion of déjà vu was dissipated. In short, it's going to happen again this time.
I have inherited the love of the fairy. I have saved people’s lives and made people’s dreams come true. The kindness of the fairy is unforgettable in my poems.”
Qu Yun didn't need to stretch out her hand to stop Mei Xianshi's gift, because the two disciples coming behind him had already led him to the outside. It was where a dozen youth groups were sitting on futons. Now there were a few more people, and they were already in their teens.
Mei Xianshi walked to the futon in the corner of the last row and sat down. After sitting down, the futon held her up and flew up until it landed in the front and first position. All the other futons on the field also moved on their own.
Abdicate in backward order.
The boy with an arrogant look who had always been sitting in the first place since Qu Yun and the others arrived frowned and turned away. Mei Xianshi, who had risen to the first place, did not show any timidity and sat quietly with her eyes lowered.
In fact, there is another question that Qu Yun did not ask, but it is estimated that Mei Xianshi herself will not know it clearly. After half a day of assessment, there were thousands of people on the Spirit Appraisal Monument, and Qu Yun only saw the golden golden spirit root, and the brown spirit root.
There are three types: brown earth root and dark green wood root.
In addition to his own weird "spiritual roots", there are only four kinds.
The fire spirit root is considered an evil cultivator in the Xuanyun world, so that's it. But why have thousands of people never had the water spirit root before? And when it appeared, it was the best one like Mei Xianshi?
Cultivation of immortals is all about Feng Shui. Although Qu Yun has not dabbled in it, in this land surrounded by rivers, lakes and seas, with constant rain, does it require professional knowledge to guess what kind of aura is the most abundant? She even suspected that the reason why the country of Yu was named Yu was
It is a homophonic word for rain which means rain.
It rains all the year round in the Yu State, and it never stops. This is verified by Mei Xianshi. Such a land and water cannot support monks with water spiritual roots. What is the reason?
Qu Yun was still thinking about the secret, but the singing disciples on the third stage had already reported: "Qu Yun, Gou Yan, come on stage to fight."
Gou Yan looked at Qu Yun and raised the corners of her mouth maliciously. Then she took out a very fine dagger from her arms.
The assessment on the "Dou" table allows the use of weapons. It's just that most people don't want to hurt others, and the results of the assessment seem to have nothing to do with victory or defeat, so most of them won't use them. If weapons are used, they will hurt people's lives. There is an immortal way.
There is no way to stop it. On the premise of not harming lives, no one will mind some physical pain.
Obviously, Gou Yan had this idea after looking at the frail and skinny Miss Qu.
Behind Qu Yun, Yun Shang and others showed Gou Yan the same smiles as hers. Especially Yin Xiyi, who had always had a good impression of Mei Xianshi, smiled particularly happily.
This poor woman was fermenting her own viciousness, but she didn't know she had chosen the wrong opponent.
Naturally, Qu Yun on the stage had no favorable impression of Gou Yan, but she was still a girl no matter how mean-spirited she was. Qu Yun, who liked girls very much, had no intention of bullying her, and just wanted to make a quick decision to avoid trouble.
But looking at Yin Xiyi behind him, his eyes sparkling with expectation, he had no choice but to think about how to put on a good show to please his girl.
Unexpectedly, the stage was torn down before the play even started.
The person who came on stage was an older female monk. The disciples who sang trumpets and the disciples who were referees immediately bowed respectfully when they saw this person. The female monk walked directly in front of Qu Yun.
"Just now, a disciple reported that the white color outside the five elements appeared on the Spiritual Appraisal Stele. I went to the library to read the scriptures and found out that the white color is the five-attribute waste spirit root.
With each additional spiritual root, the spiritual energy and resources required for cultivation will increase several times. Spiritual roots with five attributes are rare after all. If it is two feet long, our sect is willing to accept you and give it a try. But this half inch can only...
Sorry."
"Hahahahaha!" The female cultivator seemed to care about Qu Yun's face. The volume was not enough for the people in the square below the stage to hear, but Gou Yan, who was also on the stage, heard it clearly. She was afraid that someone might not hear it, so she did not speak loudly.
Regardless of image, he yelled at the top of his lungs:
"This person is a useless spirit, and he actually got into the third game! Hahahaha, he's about to be beaten back to his original form!"
"Gou Yan!" The female cultivator turned around, and the girl in gorgeous clothes immediately became quiet.
"You are lucky. You passed the third round if your opponent was absent. From now on, you will be a disciple of our Immortal Sect. Remember the sect's face and don't lose your identity."
"Disciple understands!" Gou Yan bowed and saluted, but she hid her face behind her sleeves and smiled happily.
Seeing that the female cultivator turned around and went to talk to Qu Yun again, she jumped down from the "Dou" desk in three or two steps, pulled a futon from the ground, put it on Mei Xianshi's upper seat, and sat down.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down, the futon automatically changed places with Mei Xianshi and fell on the bottom. Gou Yan was so angry that she pulled and tugged, and even went to get another futon, but it was completely useless.
Mei Xianshi, who was sitting upright at the end, was naturally indifferent to Gou Yan's tossing, but the boy who had been pushed to third place turned away and sneered.
On the stage, the female monk had not yet finished her words:
"Qu Yun, it's hard to find the way to immortality. Although I, the Immortal Sect, can't accept you as a disciple, I can't deny your opportunity. Therefore, the sect will give you a book of exercises.
If you have a good understanding, if you are obsessed with the path of immortality, you should go back and study hard. You may not be sure when you will get the treasures from heaven and earth to improve the quality of your spiritual roots, but you still have a chance to take the exam again. Without spiritual roots, you can never create something out of nothing, but with inferior spiritual roots
But there is a chance to advance.”
After hearing this, Qu Yun looked a bit smiling, bowing and returning the courtesy: "Senior, I just want to ask, what level is that technique?"