"Hey, everyone, please give way, please give way."
He exuded a powerful coercion.
Many people were crowded around.
Someone turned back and glanced at them.
Suddenly very disdainful.
"A bunch of rookies."
Now, Gongshu Duan's cultivation level has been sealed to the fourth level of lord.
Ye Qingli, on the other hand, is a third-level lord.
It happens to be the lower limit for the Yun family to recruit people.
If you are lower than the third level of lord, you will not need it.
As for Jun Aohan, no one could see through his cultivation.
Therefore, they all thought that these people must be here to make soy sauce.
Fortunately, Mo Ziqing was strong enough.
They squeezed into the crowd desperately.
Then, we came to the registration desk.
A young man was sitting there.
He took the pen and kept ticking it back and forth on a jade slip.
At this time, he saw Mo Ziqing coming in front of him.
A little surprised.
"Eighth level lord?"
He looked again at the three behind him.
"Oh, you are the leader, right?"
No wonder these people are so confident to sign up.
Because they are led by an expert with an eighth-level lord.
Hearing this, Mo Ziqing almost cried.
You are obviously the weakest among the four, okay?
Because he was the only one who had not reached the monarch level, he was not sealed for cultivation.
As a result, he became the person with the highest cultivation level in the eyes of everyone...
"My name is Mo Zi."
"My name is Ye Qing..."
The four of them gave their pseudonyms one after another.
"Um."
This young man named Yun Lang took them off guard.
Then, each of them was given a number plate.
"You have passed the preliminary screening and are waiting for the assessment later."
Many people looked at them with contempt.
In their opinion, a rookie like Ye Qingli could pass the preliminary screening.
It must be because of Mo Ziqing.
Who told someone to hold someone’s thigh thick enough?
Lord eighth level!
Such a powerful master is very rare even among those who signed up today.
Therefore, on the way to the backyard, many people began to get close to Mo Ziqing.
Especially a group of women dressed in colorful clothes.
They kept crowding around him, circling around.
It made Mo Ziqing's eyes dazzled.
Ye Qingli, on the other hand, calmly made a small transparency in the back.
By the way, I whispered to Jun Aohan.
"What are they going to do?"
"have no idea."
Jun Aohan shook his head.
"However, there is a very strong aura ahead."
"It should be Yun Yueting."
"The three elders are here. It seems that there is quite a commotion."
Ye Qingli touched his chin.
It seems that today is the day.
Soon, they came to a large courtyard.
At this time, the corridor was already full of people.
At the door of the hall, there were two disciples with serious faces.
Holding the list in hand, the numbers are called in turn.
The person who was called in walked out in less than half a quarter of an hour.
However, there are joys and sorrows.
"That's weird."
Ye Qingli watched for a while.
"The man in blue just now is clearly only a fourth-level lord, so why did he pass the test?"
"And that fifth-level lord was eliminated?"
“I don’t know what their standards are.”
"It feels like it's not just about cultivation."
While several people were gathering there to discuss.
The disciple has already started calling.
"coming!"
The four of them walked into the hall together.
In the hall, it was indeed Yun Yueting, sitting in the middle.
