It's in the order of test scores, in reverse order.
Soon, disciples were assigned one after another.
Ye Qingli paid attention.
Sure enough, the golden bottle has considerable spirituality.
They are all distributed according to their own spiritual attributes.
For example, if the wood attribute is pure enough, they will be assigned to Yuyuan or Zhouyuan to refine medicine.
Those with both water and wood spiritual power will be assigned to Hongyuan to learn the art of cultivating medicinal herbs.
There are only one or two with average spiritual attributes and no redeeming features.
Then he was assigned to Huangyuan.
After they heard the result.
He immediately walked away with a dejected look on his face.
Obviously, Huangyuan has become famous.
There are simply no disciples willing to go.
Disciples were selected one by one.
And those leaders sitting in the upper positions.
They are also looking at their disciples.
Mo Ziqing successfully entered Huangyuan by virtue of his medical skills.
And Gongshu Duan entered Xuanyuan.
Prepare to help Ye Qingli.
Huangfu Changqing entered the Diyuan.
That is, the second largest courtyard after Tianyuan.
There are fewer and fewer people left in the field.
Also let everyone focus on them.
Of course, what they pay most attention to is the top three.
Now, only three people are left.
Nalan Yu stood up and walked up.
"Well, this disciple looks familiar..."
Xuan Qing's eyes wandered slightly.
However, he was busy with everything and had long forgotten about Nalan Yu.
In addition, Ye Qingli's disguise technique is indeed very wonderful.
He couldn't remember Nalan Yu at all.
Just put it aside.
Nalan Yu put his hands on the golden bottle.
He had done this process ten years ago.
When he was kicked out of the seminary like a lost dog.
I never thought that one day, he would be able to come back openly.
Even if it's not his original name.
This time, Nalan Yu has been reborn from the ashes!
And those leaders were also watching him.
After all, he was third in this exam.
On the golden bottle, several rays of five-color light flashed past.
Then, the officer standing aside loudly announced the result.
"Xuanyuan."
"Haha, you are welcome to join Xuanyuan."
To Xuan Qing's left, a kind, short, fat old man stood up.
It was Lin Qingxuan, the head of Xuanyuan.
"Thank you, Mr. Master."
Nalan Yu bowed politely, then took the disciple token and retreated.
Next, it was Feng Wuqin.
He smiled slightly and walked up casually.
Put your palms upward.
Suddenly there was a bright light.
"Heavenly Courtyard!"
The disciple said the result loudly.
The people below were all surprised!
As we all know, Xuanqing's conditions for selecting disciples are very strict.
Over the years, the total number of disciples in Tianyuan is less than ten.
Each one of them is the best among the best in the School of Theology!
Every time he selects people, he chooses one or two at most, and sometimes, he doesn’t even choose anyone!
For example, this time, no one has entered the Heavenly Courtyard yet.
Unexpectedly, Feng Wuqin was selected!
Everyone looked at him with envy.
Feng Wuqin smiled, stepped forward casually, and bowed to Xuan Qing.
"See the Head Court."
"This guy is hiding something."
Looking at his back, Ye Qingli muttered.
Feng Wuqin's coming to the School of Theology should be more than just an apprenticeship to learn skills.
There are really too many secrets in this guy.
