The selection of Ziyun Overseas Sect disciples is divided into three parts: cultivation test, corridor test and actual combat test.
The brass mysterious pillar placed in front of nearly a thousand young warriors is an item used for testing mysterious energy.
Ye Junlin raised his head and looked at the brass Xuanzhu quietly: the Xuanzhu was about as tall as a person, with a smooth and flat surface, and there seemed to be countless runes flashing faintly. Nine palms were carved on the body of the Xuanzhu.
The large and small squares, from bottom to top, represent the cultivation level from the first level of Xuan Vein to the ninth level of Xuan Vein.
At the bottom of the Mysterious Pillar, there is a palm-shaped groove. The warrior places his palm on the groove and injects Mysterious Qi into the Mysterious Pillar. The Mysterious Pillar will automatically judge the warrior's cultivation level based on the concentration of the Mysterious Qi.
The face of the fat warrior was glowing red, and spittle flew everywhere like sharp arrows, blowing the brass black pillar to the sky, showing off the power of the black pillar.
When Ye Junlin saw it, a look of disdain appeared in his eyebrows.
When the fat warrior saw this, his face was slightly angry. But considering the dozen outer sect elders in the stands, he had to suppress his emotions again.
"You brat, just wait for me." The fat warrior cursed fiercely in his heart.
"Come on, come on, line up one by one, put your hands on the grooves, and inject profound energy into the mysterious pillars." The fat warrior shouted loudly.
With the support of the fat warrior, nearly a thousand young warriors lined up one by one.
The first person in line was a handsome young man. He was dressed in white brocade clothes and looked quite extraordinary. He walked forward slowly and carefully placed his palms on the grooves, with a nervous look on his face.
"Inject profound energy into it." The fat warrior shouted with disdain.
The young man in white clothes was frightened by the fat warrior's roar, and his whole body trembled, and then he hurriedly injected the mysterious energy into the brass mysterious pillar.
"Look at your worthless look." The fat warrior saw the situation, and the look of contempt on his face became even more intense.
The cyan mysterious energy was like a stream of water, injected into the brass mysterious pillar, and then, the originally calm mysterious pillar began to ripple a little.
With the injection of cyan mysterious energy, the small squares carved on the brass mysterious pillars lit up one after another.
The first grid, the second grid, the third grid...
The mysterious energy of the young man in white caused the brass mysterious pillar to light up seven squares in total.
The fat warrior glanced at it, and the contempt on his body became much lighter.
"Kunyang, seventh-level cultivation of Xuanmai, passed the test." The fat warrior announced.
The young man in white named 'Kun Yang' took a deep breath after hearing the news, and his originally nervous expression returned to normal.
After Kunyang, the second person to take part in the test was a girl in Tsing Yi. The girl was young, at most thirteen years old, and she was in her most beautiful years.
She smiled at the fat warrior, and then put her slender hands like onions into the groove.
The light blue mysterious energy slowly lingered on the brass mysterious pillar, and the small grids lit up one by one... The girl's mysterious energy caused a total of six small grids to light up on the brass mysterious pillar.
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When the girl saw this, she gave the fat warrior a shy smile again.
The small lotus has sharp corners and a unique style.
The fat warrior was slightly drunk, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
"Zhu Qianqian, with sixth-level cultivation of Xuanmai, passed the test." The fat warrior announced especially loudly.
"At a young age, with the sixth level of profound veins, this little girl is very talented. If she can pass the three tests, I, Beiyuntang, will accept her." A coquettishly dressed 'lady' said in the stands.
"Master Bei, you can't speak too early. What if this little girl fails to pass the remaining two tests?" A wretched man argued in the stands.
"Yes, yes, Master Bei." Another middle-aged warrior also supported: "It's difficult to draw a conclusion on this matter until the end."
"snort!"
After hearing this, the 'noble lady' seemed to be quite angry. She snorted coldly, then turned her head, pretending not to hear, and continued to look in the direction of the brass pillar.
"It seems that there are some disputes within this 'Purple Cloud Sea'." Ye Junlin thought to himself.
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In the next few hours, warriors one by one poured mysterious energy into the brass mysterious pillars.
Most of the young warriors' cultivation levels are around the sixth, seventh, or eighth level of the Mysterious Vein, so they have basically passed the first level test.
The very few people who wanted to 'make up the numbers' were obviously eliminated.
When it was Ye Junlin's turn, it was already close to noon. When the fat warrior saw Ye Junlin, he was naturally angry. He said coldly: "You are so old and you are not ashamed, and you still come to participate in the outer sect."
The selection of disciples.”
"You don't have to worry about it." Ye Junlin replied coldly.
"Hmph! I'm looking forward to your performance." The fat warrior had a gloating expression on his face.
Facing the fat warrior's troubles, Ye Junlin stopped paying attention. Colorful profound energy surged out, like a giant dragon, rushing towards the brass mysterious pillar.
Ye Junlin's cultivation itself is that of a 'low-level mystic', and coupled with the increase in the 'Sword God Art', his level of profound energy is at least at the level of a 'middle-level mystic'.
But Ye Junlin did not export all the profound energy. He worked hard to compress the profound energy and fixed the level of the profound energy at around the 'ninth level of profound veins'.
Nine squares light up at once, like nine neon lights, which is instantly beautiful.
The face of the fat warrior was not good-looking at this time. His cultivation was at the eighth level of Xuanmai, and his age was almost the same as Ye Junlin.
So what he just laughed at Ye Junlin was like a huge slap, slapped back on his face.
"The ninth level of Xuan...Xuan Vein passed." The fat warrior announced with great bitterness.
"This guy is a bit interesting." Above the stands, a man dressed in a coquettish manner murmured, stroking his chin.
"What's the matter? The 'Master of the West Hall' wants to book this guy." The wretched man said with a smile.
"It's none of your business." The 'Master of the West Hall' said coldly.
"Hahaha..." Seeing the wretched man deflated, the charming lady from before laughed heartily.
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The cultivation test lasted until sunset before finally coming to an end.
Among the nearly a thousand young warriors, only a few dozen were eliminated. Most of the young warriors passed the first level of assessment.
Ye Junlin stood in the crowd, quietly calculating: Among the warriors who passed the assessment, there were only two people with ninth-level cultivation of Xuanmai. He was one of them. A total of one hundred outer disciples were recruited for this selection. It seemed that
Indeed, as Li Mo said, it is a sure win through selection.
"Okay, the first level of selection is over here. Those who have passed, please come back here tomorrow morning to participate in the second level of selection." The fat warrior shouted, and then nearly a thousand young warriors dispersed like a file.
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Ye Junlin walked among the crowd, thoughtful.
At this moment, a terrifying aura shot out from behind him...