"Haha, no thanks. I saw that you two came to Xianyuan Ancient City for the first time, so I said a few more words." The old man smiled.

"But this kind of thing happens, doesn't the Tianfang God Pavilion care about it?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

"Well..." The old man looked puzzled, grabbed the white beard on his chin, and then smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't care. I can only say... I can't care. After all, there are many such forces that are arbitrary and sect."

"So that's it." Fang Yu nodded.

During the conversation, the team kept moving forward.

The queues of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi were slower, so the distance between them gradually grew farther and farther away from the old man.

"Two friends, then we will have the fate to see each other again." The old man turned his head and said to Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi.

"Okay." Fang Yu waved.

The old man turned around and his figure was soon hidden among the huge team.

"Master, this Immortal Sect Conference... are we going to see it?" Han Miaoyi asked.

"I've come here, of course I have to take a look." Fang Yu replied, "It should be quite interesting."

The team moved forward quickly.

Soon, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi arrived at the huge city gate.

They walked to the end and could see a round portal with blue light.

All monks entering the city must pass through this portal.

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi entered it.

"Swoosh..."

At this moment, they were wrapped in a force of space and felt their bodies lightening.

After a moment, the field of vision in front of me changed tremendously.

The field of view is extremely wide, and in front are buildings floating above the cloud tops.

Palaces, mountains, stone tablets... everything is available.

And above the cloud top, there are channels formed by clouds and mist.

On the passage, a large number of monks were commuting.

Looking towards the distance, you can faintly see a huge shadow.

It was like a continuous mountain range in the sky, or like the body of a giant dragon, hidden among the clouds and mists.

However, although you can see such a scene at the limit of your vision, you will have a very accurate feeling in your heart.

That is, there is still a very long distance before you reach that mountain range.

"What is that?" Fang Yu was puzzled.

"Wow, master, there are really many monks here." Han Miaoyi, who was walking in front, turned around, her face full of novelty.

Fang Yu retracted his gaze and looked forward.

He and Han Miaoyi are also walking above one of the many intertwined cloud roads.

Many monks around were walking around and could hear their conversation.

"Yunhe Immortal Sect is said to recruit 1,000 outer disciples! And the threshold is quite low! I heard that as long as the life span is enough, it is very likely that it will pass the assessment!"

"Really? Don't you see any talent for cultivation?"

"I heard that I don't read at all! I'm not even testing my talents!"

"Wow... Then let's go over and see, I don't know if there are any places..."

Two monks walked quickly by Fang Yu, talking while walking.

Fang Yu watched the two monks follow the cloud road and then turn ahead and enter another cloud road. Then he headed towards a field with a bright light in the distance.

There seemed to be a large number of monks gathering in that place.

Perhaps, it is the so-called place where Yunhe Immortal Sect openly recruits disciples?

"Do you want to follow me and take a look?" Fang Yu glanced at Han Miaoyi and asked.

"Are you going to Yunhe Immortal Sect?"

At this time, a male cultivator with a long braid came towards him.

The monk looked very young and handsome.

"Yes." Fang Yu replied.

"Then there is no need to go over. The threshold for Yunhe Immortal Sect to recruit disciples this time is extremely low, and the gate is squeezed out!" The male cultivator shook his head and said, "I just came back from there."

"Is Yunhe Immortal Sect a very powerful Immortal Sect? Why do so many cultivators want to enter?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

"If you have strong strength, you won't have a threshold." The male cultivator shook his head, "As for why so many cultivators want to enter... it's very simple, because Yunhe Immortal Sect is an immortal sect! After entering, no matter how you go, you will be considered a cultivator with status and background, at least not at the bottom. Moreover, most immortal sects will pay salaries regularly. Although outer disciples must do a lot of dirty and tiring work when entering, at least they don't have to fight for their lives..."

As he said that, the male cultivator sighed, and looked at the flute with a strong light in the distance with regret on his face.

"Oh, I'm just a little late. If I had been here two days ago, I would definitely be able to squeeze in."

"It's really a pity." Fang Yu said.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, why don't we go to another immortal sect to have a look?" The male cultivator patted his head and said, "I heard from my friend that the Yuxian Sect is also recruiting disciples, and the number of them is also recruiting! It's time to recruit 700!"

This male cultivator seemed to be a little familiar.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Ono." The male cultivator said again, "I don't know the name of the Taoist fellow's surname?"

"My name is Fang Yu." Fang Yu replied.

"Oh, brother Fang Yu." Jiang Ono said with a smile, "Do you want to go to the recruitment location of Yuxianmen with me?"

Fang Yu looked at Han Miaoyi.

Han Miaoyi had been paying attention to the surrounding situation before, and then she turned her attention back.

When she saw Jiang Ono, she frowned.

In fact, she doesn't like dealing with monks other than Fang Yu.

But at this time, she always sees Fang Yu's meaning.
Chapter completed!