"This color represents the deserted courtyard!"
"ah?"
Deserted courtyard!
That has long become a forgotten corner in the School of Theology.
It has been a long time since we recruited new disciples.
And the disciples inside are all giving up on themselves.
A place known as a waste collection place!
Even in the medical research association, there are no disciples from the Huangyuan!
So, a lot of the time.
During the recruitment meeting, everyone basically forgot that there was a deserted courtyard.
Even the head of the Huangyuan, Jade Bone Master.
I haven't been here for a long time.
But today, the golden bottle showed clearly.
This disciple should be assigned to the Huangyuan!
"Is there something wrong with the golden bottle?"
Everyone had this reaction immediately.
Then, everyone turned their attention to Mo Yun, the college of Tiangongyuan.
Mo Yun was also stunned at this time.
Drawing lots from the Golden Urn has always been a rule of the School of Theology.
There has never been any problem before.
what is it today?
Except Xuan Qing sat there very reservedly.
Including Diyuan, Xuanyuan, Hongyuan...
All the commanders who were waiting stood up.
Anxious look on his face!
"No, try again!"
"There must be something wrong with the golden bottle."
"I think there's no need to draw lots anymore. Ye Qing, just join our hospital directly!"
These old guys, all of them, regardless of their manners, grabbed people!
Obviously, they were all impressed by Ye Qingli's talent!
Shui Qianning felt very unhappy after seeing this!
She is already considered the most talented person in the medical school.
However, when I was admitted to hospital.
It didn’t attract these masters to snatch it together!
Ye Qing...
How virtuous and capable she is!
She raised her head and looked at Ye Qingli.
I wanted to see a look of panic and disappointment on her face.
However, just when there was chaos outside.
Ye Qingli, the person involved, looked indifferent.
Obviously, she didn't take it seriously.
To her, it didn't matter which hospital she entered.
Originally, she wanted to enter the Xuanyuan.
But it doesn't matter...
"Nalan, what does Huangyuan do?"
"Desolate Courtyard..."
Nalan Yu said a little embarrassed.
"Actually, Huang Yuan studies the use of poisons."
There are thirteen branches in the School of Theology.
They were all approved by the founder of the sect.
It has been handed down forever and has never been changed.
However, the School of Theology has always been popularized in the world for its image of hanging a pot to help the world, cure diseases and save lives.
Therefore, study the desolate courtyard using poison.
Always looked down upon.
Moreover, in the seminary of theology, you will also be ostracized in some way or another.
Slowly, it became very weak.
Now, even the disciples in the courtyard despise Huangyuan.
However, after hearing these words, Ye Qingli's eyes lit up.
After she came to Tianxing Continent.
I have never seen the use of poison here...
Just when everyone was talking about it.
Shui Qianning coughed and spoke.
She didn't expect that Ye Qingli had such great charm!
It allows these masters to come out and fight for it regardless of their status!
Therefore, she must go into battle in person!
"Uncles."
She spoke politely.
"The drawing of lots from the golden urn has been the unchanging principle of this court for thousands of years."
"Now that the result has been announced in front of everyone, it seems difficult to change it."
"Uncle Tianbo, are you right?"
Although Shui Qianning's tone was gentle, every word was based on truth.
