The only way

Chapter 41

Back at the inn, Lingchu found that the tenants of the inn were all sitting in the lobby, and none of them went back to their rooms.

As soon as Lingchu entered the door, an acquainted tenant looked at Lingchu's expressionless face and comforted him, "Little girl, today is the test for the qualifications of the five sects to accept apprentices. The qualification requirements must be higher. Don't be normal if you are not selected. Let's wait for the other sects in the future."

Looking up in doubt, Lingchu saw the consolation on the faces of the tenants, and realized that she was not happy, making everyone think that she was not qualified.

In fact, she was just thinking about Linggen, and Lingchu suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a smile, "I passed the test of Sanqing Daozong."

"what?!"

Hulala, a group of people gathered around, clamoring to see what the qualification token of Sanqing Daozong looked like.

After chatting for a while, Lingchu found out that everyone went to try the five major sects today, but out of the nine participants in the entire inn, only two got the tokens of the five major sects.

One of them is Lingchu, and the other is Mr. Fu's grandson, Fu Shujian. It is said that he happens to be a fourth-class aptitude and has obtained the token of Chiyang Daozong.

However, Mr. Fu seems to be hesitating whether to give up the trial of the Chiyang Dao Sect and choose a first-class sect with greater control.

Entering the Zongmen has become an obsession of Mr. Fu. His first consideration is always whether he can enter the Zongmen.

Everyone inquired about Lingchu's aptitude again, Lingchu naturally wouldn't say that he was a fairy root, what Senior Zhou Taiji said was indeed reasonable, he only smiled and said that he was a bit higher than the fourth-class aptitude.

Therefore, everyone in the inn thought that Lingchu was only a fifth-class aptitude.

However, the fifth-class aptitude is also what everyone present looks at from afar.

Among mortals, those with spiritual roots are selected one in ten thousand, and those with spiritual roots are divided into three classes, six out of ten are first, second, third, fourth, sixth, twenty, third, seventh, ninth, one in a hundred.

In other words, among mortals, there are only people with seventh-class qualifications or above among a million people.

Of course, this is only the smallest probability, and the qualifications of the spiritual root are all determined by God.

Even if they are descendants of monks, not everyone has spiritual roots.

Probably speaking, no one in the Laifu Inn would think that Lingchu's aptitude would be above the seventh-class aptitude, which is rare to see, not to mention the immortal spirit root that ordinary monks have never heard of.

Naturally, Lingchu would not go out of his way to correct it, such a misunderstanding is quite beautiful.

That night, the tenants of the Laifu Inn held a small banquet to congratulate Lingchu and Fu Shujian for obtaining the tokens, and at the same time, wishing the two of them can pass the trial five days later and become disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects .

At the banquet, the attitudes of the people were obviously much warmer. Lingchu's heart was clear, with a smile on his face, he thanked everyone one by one.

It was not until midnight that the banquet was over.

In the next few days, people came to visit one after another. When there were two days before the trial, Lingchu left a message saying that he should prepare well for the trial and thank guests behind closed doors. It was quiet for two days.

On the day of the Xianmen trial, Lingchu left the inn early, but ran into the girl next door, who was still dressed in snow, as bright and cold as moonlight.

The two glanced at each other's tokens hanging around their waists.

Coincidentally, they all belong to the Sanqing Taoist sect.

"Hello, my surname is Yu, Yu Meiren's Yu, and my name is Lingchu, the spirit of Zhong Lingyuxiu, the beginning of the beginning of people." Lingchu was the first to speak again, and Lingchu's attitude towards the beauty has always been very good.

The snow-clothed girl still opened her eyes as if she could see people's hearts, she glanced at Lingchu quietly, and after a while, she said, "Zhantai Mingyue, the bright moon of the bright moon in the sky."

His voice was just like his own, bright and pleasant, but cold as a cold moon.

"Go together?" Lingchu issued an invitation.

"Okay." Zhan Taimingyue nodded without objecting.

The two walked out of the inn gate side by side, and walked towards the trial square.

Today's sect acceptance assessment is different from the bone age and aptitude test. It is not separated. When the aptitude test gets a token, you can try one by one sect, or you can wait for the first-rate and second-rate sects.

But in the official assessment, all sects are assessed at the same time, there is no chance to change sects if you fail, and if you choose a sect to participate in the assessment, no matter whether you fail or succeed, you have no chance to regret it.

In the past, everyone chose the sect, and after that, the sect selected people.

Today, there are no idlers on the square, and those who can enter the assessment sites of various sects are those who have verified the tokens.

The assessment of each sect is different, and among them, the assessment method of the five great immortal sects is the most shocking.

Jianzhai is a huge rock riddled with holes. The content of the assessment is to let people who hold Jianzhai tokens sit around within a few meters of the boulder, persist for a cup of tea, and then pass. A batch of 20 People, most of them do not exceed the time of a cup of tea, and are extremely efficient.

There is a tortoise shell in Qianji Pavilion, and there are three coins in it. The content of the assessment is simpler. Go up and shake it. The hexagrams you shake determine the success or failure of the assessment.

The Floating Palace is a crystal palace, allowing examiners to enter the crystal palace for trials.

Chiyang Taoist Sect is also a palace, and examiners also have to enter it for trials.

Sanqing Daozong is a mirror.

One side is engraved with patterns that look like patterns, the mirror surface is blurry, and it is a round mirror that can't clearly see the figure at all.

"This is the Mirror of Questioning. There are three checkpoints in the Mirror of Asking Questions. Each checkpoint has a score. In the end, the comprehensive score reaches the lower and upper class before you can enter the mirror. You will naturally know the specifics when you enter the mirror."

The person holding the mirror was a handsome middle-aged monk, but the coercion on his body was much stronger than that of the foundation-building monk Zhou Taiji who met during the spiritual test that day.

At the beginning of Lingling's first glance, he happened to see senior Zhou Taiji standing behind the middle-aged monk respectfully. He heard that the five great immortal sects who were in charge of accepting disciples were all Jindan real people.

Maybe, this monk holding the mirror is Jindan Daoist.

Master Xu, who was holding the questioning mirror, paused in several places among the crowd who were listening carefully to the rules, and then threw out the asking mirror in his hand.

Originally only the size of a palm, an ordinary mirror gradually grew larger in mid-air after being thrown. When it landed, the mirror was as tall as two people and stood upright on the ground. The dim and blurred mirror surface oscillated waves of ripples, and finally turned into a continuous rotating channel.

"go in."

Xu Zhenren waved his sleeves and spoke with a majestic expression.

Everyone looked at each other, looking at each other, no one was the first to go in for a while.

A snow-white figure came out more and more, and stepped directly into the passage, followed by a blue figure.

In fact, Lingchu didn't intend to be the first to go in. What's inside is unknown. As a result, Zhan Taimingyue, who was beside Lingchu, had already stepped up before he could make up his mind.

Lingchu was startled, and finally shook his head with a smile, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and followed in.

Enter early and enter late, trials are waiting for you there.

With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people scrambled to be the first, and entered the mirror one after another.

Xu Zhenren, who was standing with his hands behind his back, waited until all the people with tokens entered, raised his hands to close the passage, closed his eyes and rested his mind leisurely, and then, he will not be in charge of it.

(End of this chapter)