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Chapter 119 Distribution

After the man surnamed Geng finished speaking, he pointed to the man at the front and said,

"You go in first!" Then he looked at those waiting in line and said, "After he comes out, the next person will go in!"

Because of the warning given by the man named Geng just now, everyone did not dare to answer and could only nod silently.

But the man he pointed at didn't dare to delay and hurriedly walked towards the thatched cottage.

The man walked into the thatched cottage with an anxious mood. As soon as he crossed the threshold, the somewhat old wooden door closed automatically with a creaking sound.

After about three or four minutes, I came out with a bunch of things on my face full of excitement.

Seeing him come out, the person second in line quickly stepped forward and walked into the house.

The same process, the door was closed, and it took a while to appear.

Time passed slowly. From early morning to noon, after waiting in line all morning, it was Hou Jiuming's turn.

Looking at the woman holding something at the door, he walked into the room expressionlessly.

"Crunch!"

The huts were closed, and darkness fell inside.

But this did not affect Hou Jiuming's sight.

It looked like a small thatched house from the outside, but there was a cave inside, about a few hundred square meters.

It was filled with all kinds of sundries.

The Huating Sect’s standard robes, standard instruments, storage bags, and no activated jade tablets.

In addition, there is an old man with white hair and beard sitting in front of a stone table. There is a strange shining stone on the table. Just looking at it, it feels like sucking people's soul in. When the old man saw him coming in,

Open your mouth and say.

"Name?"

"Hou Jiuming!"

Almost as soon as the old man spoke, Hou Jiuming answered without thinking.

"Um?

what happened?"

"Where are you from?"

"Shaoyue Kingdom, Jianshi City, Houwan Village." This time, Hou Jiuming was completely frightened because he had no intention of answering like this.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but say them out.

"Is he a demon spy?"

"no."

"Pass the inspection, come and get your things."

At the same time, the shining stone beside the old man also dimmed.

"It's that stone."

At this time, Hou Jiuming didn't know that he had been tricked as soon as he came in.

The reason why the person in front delayed for three or four minutes before going out was entirely because the old man was investigating whether the person who entered the door was hiding information or was a spy.

Wanting to understand these key points, when he walked towards the old man, he became deeply curious about the luminous stone.

At this time, the light faded away, and the stone no longer had its original magic, no longer giving people a soul-stirring feeling.

While Hou Jiuming was observing the stone, the old man moved towards the shelf where the sundries were placed. In an instant, a set of white robes, a green magic sword, a dusty storage bag, and a piece of snow-white

jade appears on the stone table.

"A set of snow silkworm clothes, a green bamboo sword, a ten-foot-square storage bag, and a jade identity tag!" After reading these things, the old man waved his hand, and the jade tag flew towards Hou Jiuming.

Hou Jiuming, who was confused, quickly reached out to catch it. At this moment, the old man said.

“Recognize the Lord by shedding blood!”

"Yes!" Hou Jiuming did not dare to ask any more questions, and quickly mobilized the Qi on his fingertips, and a crystal clear blood drop immediately appeared under the force of the Qi.

After a certain amount of time, the blood drops will automatically drip onto the jade plaque below.

After the jade plaque was dropped on the blood, it disappeared in the blink of an eye like a sea absorbing water.

At the same time, Hou Jiuming felt a vague sense of practice.

"Okay, take your things and go!"

"Yes!" He took a step forward, picked up the things on the table, then turned around and left.

When you arrive at the door, the thatched house opens automatically.

After Hou Jiuming went out, the old man withdrew his gaze from him and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"It turns out to be a mortal martial art, which is kind of interesting."

…………

Hou Jiuming knew nothing about the old man's attention. After leaving the door, he waited quietly aside.

The sun set in the west, and another hour passed before everyone finished collecting the items.

Next, under the leadership of a disciple, everyone climbed over several mountains and came to a square.

According to the children of those aristocratic families, the next step will be the moment to decide the fate of everyone.

Because, the stewards from each peak will come to pick people soon.

As for Wang Wanming and the other three, after taking them to the bamboo forest and giving an explanation, they left directly.

Clearly, their mission has been accomplished.

Of course, by leaving in such a hurry, he must be preparing to go back and report the incident of this assessment. He has already told himself that the Peak Master is worthy of recruiting that person.

It's just as the children of those aristocratic families said.

As soon as everyone stood up, dozens of escaping lights rushed to the square.

As soon as they arrived, one of the women spoke first.

"Lu Qingmei, Yuan Xiaoke, Li Dong'er..., come with me!" The people she called were all women, and the person she called immediately walked out of the crowd and came to the woman's side.

The woman didn't seem to like contact with outsiders. After being stopped by others, she waved her hand and released a brocade belt, wrapping those people in a stream of light and quickly left.

"Junior sister Yan is still so cold!"

"Who says otherwise? Since that incident, I have never smiled at any man."

"Okay, stop talking and choose someone quickly. You, Wan Jianfeng, are really despicable this time. You even concealed the matter of top-grade spiritual veins."

"Haha, how can you be so good? We just learned from you." After finishing speaking, the man from Wanjian Peak stepped out from the crowd.

"Su Ting, Wang Qiongyan, Zhang Guo, Liu Kang..., you come with me." The people whose names were called were both male and female. After they gathered around that person, the other person offered a magic sword and brought it with him.

Let them leave.

As they left, low-pitched discussions arose among the new disciples in the square.

"It turns out that the person with the best thunder spirit vein is named Su Ting."

"You just know, didn't you read the other person's name during the assessment?"

"I didn't pay attention at the time. I was just excited. By the way, how many Earthshatter beasts did he kill?"

"Ninety-seven, except for the one who arrived last, he ranks second in single-person hunting."

"No, that's the best spiritual vein, only ranked second?"

Hou Jiuming: “…………”

"Did I offend someone without realizing it?"

Standing in the crowd, Hou Jiuming, who was originally waiting for the assignment, heard everyone talking and felt something bad in his heart.

He had paid attention to that Thunder Spirit Vein. During the test, he looked arrogant and did not take other people seriously.

This kind of person is the most narrow-minded. During the assessment, you may overwhelm him without knowing what he will think in your heart.


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