"Okay! The rest must be at the fifth level of Qi training and above. I won't say any more nonsense. You can line up and register." Yang Zhi glanced at everyone, and there were hundreds of people participating in the recruitment just now.
Conference. There are now less than a hundred people left.
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, those people rushed to line up.
Dongfang Zimo was lucky enough to be in the front. He only had to wait for a dozen people in front of him to register before it was his turn.
Dongfang Zimo closed his eyes and rested, waiting for his turn.
But at this moment, the front of him suddenly became dark, as if something was surrounding him.
Dongfang Zimo frowned and glanced to the side with dissatisfaction, but his expression changed.
"Your seat is mine, get out of my way!" A young man in a round robe said with a sneer on his face. This man was actually a Dzogchen Qi practitioner.
There were two men beside him, both of whom were at the tenth level of Qi training.
"Are you kidding, fellow Taoist? Why should I give up my seat to you?" Dongfang Zimo was shocked when he saw the cultivation of these three people, but he said coldly without showing weakness.
"Brother Yang, it seems that this person doesn't know your identity and dares to contradict you like this, haha!" A man who looked like a Confucian scholar sneered. He also practiced Qi Dzogchen and didn't care about Dongfang Zimo.
"That's fine, I didn't want to cause trouble here, but if this person doesn't know what to do, I won't bother to teach him a lesson!" When the man in round robe was told by the people around him, he felt that he was losing face and immediately wanted to teach Dongfang Zimo a lesson.
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"How outrageous! Are you trying to challenge the authority of the Yang clan in Hechuan by making trouble here?" Yang Zhiyuan saw the movement happening here and couldn't help but come over to check. Unexpectedly, he caught the person who wanted to make trouble.
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"Don't dare! I was lining up nicely, but these three people came to threaten me to give up my seat to them." Dongfang Zimo saw a move in the middle-aged man's heart and immediately said with his hand.
"Hmph! If you and the other three dare to cause trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yang Zhi was slightly surprised after looking at the cultivation of these people, but he still warned angrily.
"Yang Hu, son of Yang Tao, has met my senior brother! I think my senior brother may have misunderstood this matter. The three of us are not here to cause trouble. We just want to negotiate with this fellow Taoist about whether we can give up our seats." The man in round robe handed over his hand.
said, and looked at Dongfang Zimo with a half-smiling look.
When the two people saw the man in round robe announcing himself, they looked at Dongfang Zimo with sneer on their faces.
When Dongfang Zimo heard this, he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
"Oh? The heir of Senior Yang Tao?" Yang Zhi's face changed after hearing this, and he looked at the man in the round robe with some suspicion.
"Senior brother, this is the jade pendant I am wearing. You will know it when you see it." Facing the middle-aged man's suspicion, the man in round robe calmly took out the jade pendant tied around his waist and handed it over.
"Huh? It seems that junior brother's words are true. Since he is from the lineage of senior Yang Tao, junior brother must have come to Hechuan Yang's sect to study under the orders of his elders." Yang Zhizai has seen that this jade pendant is of extraordinary value and is
Only after Yang got an item for himself did he confirm that the other party's identity was true.
"Hehe! Senior brother has a sharp eye. Junior brother is indeed ordered by the elders in the family to come to study in your sect." Yang Hu chuckled and suddenly glanced at Dongfang Zimo beside him.
Dongfang Zimo noticed the glances from everywhere and his face darkened. It seemed that his luck today was extremely bad.
"Ahem! Can this fellow Taoist come to the side and talk?" Yang Zhi looked helpless. Since this person is a descendant of the Yang family, it is easy to offend him, and Dongfang Zimo is a Qi-training Dzogchen monk who will definitely be able to build a foundation in the future.
Being like him, neither party could offend too much. In desperation, they could only ask Dongfang Zimo aside with a wry smile.
Dongfang Zimo's face was uncertain. After hesitating for a moment, he followed the middle-aged man.
Since it was the person in charge here who spoke out, Dongfang Zimo had no choice but to give him some face.
After seeing Dongfang Zimo give up his seat, Yang Hu sneered and stopped paying attention to what was going on there.
Dongfang Zimo followed Yang Zhi farther and farther away from the crowd, and the laughter of the three people could be faintly heard behind him.
Yang Zhi took Dongfang Zimo to a big tree.
"You can guess some of that person's identity, but I won't owe you a favor in vain. Let's do this. I have a set of low-grade magic weapons here that can form a barrier that can resist certain attacks and shield spiritual consciousness. Of course, if
Of course it will be of no use when encountering a monk with powerful magic, but it is still a good magic weapon. Giving it to you now is a return of your favor." Yang Zhi held four small flags in his hand and handed them to Dongfangzi.
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"Low-grade magic weapon! Thank you, senior brother!" Dongfang Zimo's eyes lit up, the resentment just now disappeared, and he happily took the four small flags.
With this set of magical weapons, Dongfang Zimo now has an additional way to save his life.
Seeing this, Yang Zhi smiled happily, chatted with Dongfang Zimo for a while and then left.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the man's leaving figure, glanced at the mysterious Yang clan, and couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation in his heart.
"If I can stay here for ten or twenty years, I wonder what kind of progress my cultivation will make..." Dongfang Zimo thought in his heart.
After staying there for a moment, Dongfang Zimo looked at the long queue, smiled bitterly, and walked over to queue up again.
The long queue lasted for nearly an hour before it was Dongfang Zimo's turn.
At this time, only Dongfang Zimo was left standing there alone.
When it was his turn, Dongfang Zimo couldn't wait to go forward and register.
"Dongfang Zimo, the Qi training period is complete..." The person in charge of registration read out one stroke at a time. But halfway through writing, he looked at Dongfang Zimo with a solemn look on his face.
"Is there anything wrong with it?" Dongfang Zimo asked with a frown on his face when he saw this situation.
"No, just wait here..." The disciple hurried inside with the note he had just filled out.
After a while, the man ran back and looked at Dongfang Zimo strangely.
"Okay, here is your token and keep it. You need this to identify yourself when entering and exiting." Soon the man filled in all the information, and holding something with his sparkling hands, he engraved Dongfang Zimo's name on it.
After receiving the bronze medal, pass it to the opponent.
"Thank you!" Although Dongfang Zimo felt that this person's behavior just now was a bit strange, he didn't ask any more questions.
"When you go in, find Deacon Yang. He will be responsible for everything after you enter the sect." The man turned around and said something before he went to sort out the things in front of him.
Dongfang Zimo responded and stepped into the Yang clan.
After entering, Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but open his eyes. Inside, the Qionglou and Jade Palaces were rising from the ground one after another, connecting to various places.
In addition, there is a tens of thousands of feet long jade ladder in the sky leading straight into the sky, as if there is no end.