Chapter four hundred and fifty second ghost appearance
Lin Yanli turned to Li Zhujiu and asked, "Do you think it's a bad idea for me to give them eight spiritual stones a month?"
Li Zhujiu patted the storage bag and said with a smile: "That's too generous. If I were Xiao Yanli, I would definitely only give them five spiritual stones a month."
The middle-aged man suddenly became desperate.
He is already in his twenties and thirties this year and will probably live for more than a hundred years. These two little girls obviously understood this and deliberately used such rhetoric.
"I am willing to exchange all my wealth for my life and my son's life."
Lin Yanli grinned and reached out to take off a few storage bags from the middle-aged man's waist. "I'm so enlightened. I'm not wasting my breath in vain. Qin Kunyu, look at whether he has anything valuable on him. Remember?"
Take it off for him."
After Qin Kunyu heard this, his hands immediately moved up and down the middle-aged man's body. At this moment, he actually took out a storage bag from the lapel of his clothes.
"It's really well hidden."
Beside, the little boy's face was pale, and he held up the storage bag on his waist with both hands tremblingly. All his pride and air were gone.
Lin Yanli picked up the storage bag, weighed it, threw it back into the boy's arms, and said with a serious expression: "Be low-key in the future, and don't be a bad person like your father."
"Yes, yes, thank you, senior."
The young boy felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and hugged the storage bag tightly in his hand, fearing that Lin Yanli would regret it, so he asked for it back from him.
Seeing that the farce was over, the Sanqing Sect disciples relaxed their tense hearts and cupped their hands at Lin Yanli and said, "Since Miss has vented her anger, please leave here quickly."
"What? You don't welcome me, you want to drive me away. There are many people here, and I want to sell more elixirs with Xiao Yanli!"
Li Zhujiu was a little dissatisfied and said angrily.
The Sanqing Sect disciple wearing a crescent robe wiped the sweat on his forehead and awkwardly made a gesture of invitation and said: "Miss, today is the day when our Sanqing Sect accepts disciples, so please don't cause any trouble with us.
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"All right."
Lin Yanli spread her hands with a helpless expression.
Passing through the crowd, Lin Yanli and his group seemed like plague gods. One or two subconsciously stayed away, fearing that they would fall into the same situation as the middle-aged man.
After stepping through the barrier set up by Sanqingmen, you will see a different scenery in front of you.
The mountains are steep and verdant.
Various exotic flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, exuding a faint fragrance.
Occasionally, a bird will startle, and the sound of flapping wings is particularly sweet.
Countless buildings are scattered here and there, each one exquisite and elegant, exuding a sense of simplicity and grandeur, which makes people feel extraordinary at a glance.
On the high platform in the distance, there is an old man with a white beard, holding a white jade crystal in his hand. The young girl under the high platform is sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at the old man on the stage with a pair of eyes, for fear of missing a word.
It is certain that the people sitting here will become disciples of the Sanqing Sect, but the Sanqing Sect will also test them and select the best batch of disciples to be sent to the Grandmaster Hall of the main peak of the Sanqing Sect to become certain peak masters.
Elder, the direct disciple of the worshiper.
Lin Yanli saw that it was still early and was a little curious about the Sanqingmen test method, so he led a group of people to sit in the back and pricked up his ears to listen.
"You will all be the mainstay of the Sanqing Sect in the future. Today's test will determine which mountain peak you belong to. You will choose one of these exercises, quickly write down the formula and spiritual energy movement, and after a stick of incense, come up to the high platform in groups of four.
exhibit."
The old man muttered for a while, the white jade crystal in his hand shone brightly, and with a wave of his hand, countless light balls fell down.
Lin Yanli fished it out casually and grabbed one out of the dense ball of light. The ball of light shattered and turned into a text that appeared in her eyes.
"It turns out it's a talent test for school."
These light groups contain some entry-level low-level skills. The higher the talent, the faster they can be mastered. It is like memorizing in class. Some people can memorize an ancient poem in a few minutes, while others spend tens of seconds.
minutes, or even a class period.
The light ball captured by Lin Yanli recorded a technique called "Fire Bullet Technique". The caster condenses spiritual energy on the fingertips through seals, and then transforms it into a fist-sized flame ball and projects it out.
An entry-level technique that magic monks must learn.
For Lin Yanli, such low-level spells were readily available, so he simply closed his eyes, sat on the ground and took a nap.
A quarter of an hour later, the old man on the high platform suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The time has come. I will randomly check four people. The rest will be arranged in two lines, with two people coming up in each line."
"The person doing the spot check is..."
The white-bearded old man was chanting as he glanced at everyone present. When his eyes fell on the young boy, his eyebrows rose sharply.
He just noticed that this little girl had been napping and didn't pay attention to the test at all.
This attitude is simply infuriating.
He hated people who were lazy and playful the most in his life. This little girl was blatantly cheating and cheating, but she could be used to scare the monkeys and give a dent to the mediocre ones among his disciples.
"That one's eyes are rolling around, he's shaking his head, and he's being clever!"
"I?"
Lin Yanli shook his head, looked at the white-bearded old man, and pointed at himself suspiciously.
"That's right, it's you! You look like a ghost and come on stage for me!"
Hearing the sonorous and powerful voice of the white-bearded old man, Lin Yanli reached out and patted his cheek, then slowly walked up to the high platform.
Lin Yanli put her hands in her sleeves and asked with some confusion: "Old senior, don't you recognize me?"
The white-bearded old man snorted coldly and said: "I don't care who you are, whether you are a member of a noble family or a descendant enshrined by the sect elders. Going through the back door won't work with me!"
Lin Yanli curled her lips. She thought everyone in the Sanqing Sect recognized her face. It seemed that this old man didn't like to read Shanshui Di newspaper.
At this time, there was a disciple of the Sanqing Sect who knew Lin Yanli on the stage and said quickly: "Elder Xu, this person has a special status. She is..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man surnamed Xu took over the words and said earnestly: "Xiao Wang, we who work for the sect, how can we not do our best and cheat and cheat? It is absolutely forbidden to use the back door. This will not only cost us
It’s not just you and me who lose face, but it also loses the face of our entire HR department.”
"this……"
This disciple of the Sanqing Sect opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond. Lin Yanli had already come on stage at this time. With so many eyes staring at him, if he just 'invited' people off the stage like this, it would misunderstand these new disciples.
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Forget it, let Lin Yanli use the magic to see if anything can happen!
Thinking of this, the man sighed and stopped stopping.
Elder Xu stood tall and straight, his gaze swept across the audience, and he randomly selected three people to take the stage. Four people stood in a row, two men and two women, in a balanced state of yin and yang.