Returning to the inn, Lingchu found that all the tenants of the inn were sitting in the lobby, and no one went back to their respective rooms.
As soon as Lingchu entered the door, an acquaintance of the tenants looked at Lingchu's expressionless face and comforted him, "Little girl, today is the test for the qualifications of the five major sects to recruit disciples. The qualification requirements must be higher. It's okay if you are not selected. Let’s wait for other sects in the future.”
Looking up in confusion, Lingchu saw the comfort on the faces of the tenants, but realized that there was no happy expression on her face, which made everyone think that she was not qualified.
In fact, she was just thinking about Linggen. Lingchu suddenly felt dumbfounded and said with a smile, "I passed the test of Sanqing Dao Sect."
"What?!"
Hurrah, a group of people gathered around, clamoring to see what the Sanqing Dao Sect's qualification token looked like.
After chatting for a while, Lingchu learned that everyone went to try out the five major sects today, but out of the nine participants in the entire inn, only two got tokens from the five major sects.
One of them is Lingchu, and the other is Mr. Fu's grandson, Fu Shujian. It is said that he has the fourth-level qualification and has obtained the token of Chiyang Daozong.
However, Mr. Fu seems to be hesitating whether to give up the trial of Chiyang Dao Sect and choose a first-class sect with greater control.
Entering the sect has become an obsession of Mr. Fu. His first consideration is always whether he can enter the sect.
Everyone asked about Lingchu's qualifications. Naturally, Lingchu would not say that he had an immortal spiritual root. What Senior Zhou Taiji said did make sense. He just smiled and said that he had higher qualifications than the fourth grade.
Therefore, everyone in the inn thought that Lingchu only had fifth-level qualifications.
However, the fifth-level qualification is also something that everyone present looks forward to.
Among mortals, those with spiritual roots are only one in ten thousand. Those with spiritual roots are divided into three grades. Sixty-seven out of ten are in the first, second and third grades, forty-sixth, twenty-three out of ten, seventy-nine, and one in a hundred.
In other words, among mortals, there are only people with seventh-level qualifications or above among millions of people.
Of course, this is only the minimum probability, spiritual root qualifications are all determined by heaven.
Even if they are descendants of monks, not everyone has spiritual roots.
According to the probability, no one in Laifu Inn would think that Lingchu's qualifications would be a rare seventh-level qualification or above, let alone an immortal-grade spiritual root that ordinary monks had never heard of.
Naturally, Lingchu would not go out of his way to correct it. Such a misunderstanding was quite beautiful.
That night, the tenants of Laifu Inn held a small banquet to congratulate Lingchu and Fu Shujian for getting the tokens, and to wish them success in passing the trial five days later and becoming disciples of the five great immortal sects. .
At the banquet, everyone's attitude was obviously much warmer. Lingchu's heart was clear and his face was full of smiles as he thanked everyone one by one.
The banquet ended in the middle of the night.
In the next few days, people came to visit one after another. When there were still two days before the trial, Lingchu left a message saying that he would prepare well for the trial and thanked the guests behind closed doors. It was quiet for two days.
On the day of the Immortal Sect trial, Lingchu left the inn early, but he met the girl next door again, still dressed in snow clothes, as bright and cold as the moonlight.
The two glanced at each other's token hanging at their waists.
What a coincidence, they are all from the Sanqing Dao Sect.
"Hello, my surname is Yu, the name of Yu Meiren, and my name is Lingchu, Zhonglingyuxiu's spirit, the beginning of human beings." Lingchu was the first to speak again. Lingchu's attitude towards beauties has always been very good.
The girl in snow clothes still opened her eyes as if she could see people's hearts. She glanced at Lingchu quietly for a long while and then said, "Zhantai Mingyue, the bright moon in the sky."
The voice was just like the person, bright and beautiful, but as cold as the cold moon.
"Let's go together?" Lingchu invited.
"Okay." Zhan Taimingyue nodded and did not object.
The two of them walked out of the inn door side by side and walked towards the trial square.
...
Today's sect recruitment assessment is different from the time when bone age and qualifications are tested. They are not separate. When testing qualifications and obtaining tokens, you can try each sect one by one, or you can wait for the first-rate and second-rate sects.
However, during the formal assessment, all sects are assessed at the same time. There is no chance to change sects if you fail. If you choose a sect to participate in the assessment, no matter whether you fail or succeed, there is no chance of regret.
Before, everyone chose the sect, and then the sect selected the people.
Today, there is no one idle in the square. Those who can enter the assessment sites of each sect are those who have verified the tokens.
The assessment methods of each sect are different. Among them, the assessment methods of the five major immortal sects are the most shocking.
Jianzhai is a huge stone riddled with holes. The assessment content is to have people holding Jianzhai tokens sit around within a few meters of the boulder and persist for a cup of tea. They can pass. A batch of two Ten people, most of them do not take more than one cup of tea, that is efficient.
There is a turtle shell in Qianji Pavilion with three coins inside. The assessment content is simpler. Go up and shake it. The hexagram shaken out determines the success or failure of the assessment.
The Floating Palace is a crystal palace, allowing examinees to enter the crystal palace for trials.
Chiyang Daozong is also a palace, and assessors also have to enter it for trials.
Sanqing Taoism is a mirror.
There was a round mirror carved with patterns on one side, and the mirror surface was blurry, making it impossible to illuminate people's figures.
"This is the Taoist Mirror. There are three levels in the Taoist Mirror. Each level has a score. Only those with a final overall score of lower or higher can enter. You will naturally know the details after entering the mirror."
The person holding the mirror was a middle-aged monk with a dignified appearance, but the pressure on him was much stronger than the foundation-building monk Senior Zhou Taiji he met during the Lingchu test that day.
Lingchu took a quick look and happened to see Senior Zhou Taiji standing respectfully behind the middle-aged monk. He heard that the people in charge of recruiting disciples from the five major immortal sects were all Jindan Masters.
Maybe, this monk holding the mirror is Jin Dan Zhenren.
Xu Zhenren, who was holding the interrogator, paused at several places in the crowd who were listening carefully to the rules with his unobtrusive gaze, and then threw out the interrogator.
Originally only the size of a palm, the ordinary mirror gradually grew larger in mid-air after being thrown. When it landed, the mirror was already two people tall and stood upright on the ground. The dim and blurry mirror surface shook waves of ripples, and finally turned into a continuous wave. Rotating passage.
"go in."
Xu Zhenren waved his sleeves and spoke with a majestic expression.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. You looked at me and I looked at you. For a while, no one was the first to go in.
A snow-white figure stepped out of the crowd and stepped directly into the passage, followed by a cyan figure also walked in.
Lingchu actually didn't intend to be the first to go in, as he didn't know what was inside yet. As a result, before he could think about it, Zhan Taimingyue beside Lingchu had already raised his steps.
Lingchu was startled, and finally shook his head with a smile, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and walked in.
Come in early and come in late, the trials are waiting for you there.
With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people scrambled to enter the interrogation mirror one after another.
Xu Zhenren, who stood with his hands behind his back, waited until all the people holding tokens entered, raised his hands to close the passage, and closed his eyes leisurely to rest. The next step was not up to him.
