I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 14 Test
Li Qingfeng flipped through the book aimlessly, her mind was not on practice at all.

Tu Shanjun saw it.

It's understandable for a young man to want to see the big scene, and it's just a matter of these few days, and the past is over.

Since he didn't have much in mind, he simply settled down and fell asleep.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, Li Qingfeng was immersed in a dream.

Putting on a fighting stance, Li Qingfeng said loudly: "Brother Gui, I have already defeated the mandrill monster, can I challenge you now?"

Li Qingfeng really wanted to know how strong the main ghost is.

Tu Shanjun shook his head, and as he waved his hands, a ferocious ghost in black robe appeared in front of Li Qingfeng.

His expression changed a little, because it was none other than Zhao Shixian who was practicing Qi at the third level.

It's just that because of the evil spirits entering his body, and Tu Shanjun's initiative to help him change his face, Zhao Shixian now looks like a white-faced evil spirit, with scarlet ghost eyes staring at Li Qingfeng not far away.

It is true that the other Yin ghosts in the Zunhun Banner have no sanity, but they have instincts beyond common sense, and they have not forgotten the number of martial arts they honed during their lifetime.

Because of Li Qingfeng's lack of mana, he couldn't develop many things, and he didn't know how far the slave ghosts could go.

"Let me practice against him?"

With Zhao Shixian, who was considered a master in the early stage, Li Qingfeng could almost handle it.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Li Qingfeng is studying hard and practicing hard, while Liu Chuang is conducting a test election.

The test is divided into two parts. One is registration. After registration, the government will give you a number plate, and you can take the second test with the number plate.

That is the real test.

The location is arranged in the Bafang City campus, which is spacious enough.

"The time has come, candidates are asked to take the test according to the number plate."

"No. [-] Zhang Xi."

The country gentry got the news early, paid the registrar with money, and got the number plate early.

Of course, this was the sheriff's original intention, and most of the money went into the sheriff's pocket.

Otherwise, relying on the registrar alone, how dare they have such courage.

At that time, the county guard summoned the squires in advance for this purpose.

So Liu Chuang and the others hold very high number plates.

"It's a pity that brother Qingfeng didn't come. How does such a grand event compare to the imperial examination?"

"Although the imperial examinations are overcrowded, they are far less than this."

"Of course!"

Liu Chuang sighed and said, "I don't know if we have a fairy fate. My old man said that in the last selection, only three people were selected."

"I just went to the registrar to check. There are more than 400 people in the queue, and candidates are still pouring in."

"Who is this number?"

"A relative of the Sheriff Zhang, since the surname Zhang ranks so high, she must be a relative of the Sheriff's family."

Zhang Xi took a deep breath, walked out of the crowd, and came to the stage.

He made a salute towards the high platform, and then put his hand on the huge blank spirit bead.

There was no movement.

Another three breaths, still no change.

The two people sitting on the high platform looked as usual.

Zhang Xi left in a daze.

"Number Two..."

The test was in full swing. After dozens of people tested, there was still no one with spiritual roots.

The young man with the old god on the high platform seemed to have known this for a long time.

The young man was wearing a splendid robe, and his hair was pinned up casually with hairpins.

Although he didn't say anything, there was a sense of superiority.

"Master Immortal, I am busy with government affairs, so I won't sit with Master Immortal for a long time." Another middle-aged man who was sitting stood up and cupped his hands, with a smile on his face.

The young man nodded slightly, not even wanting to say more.

With lowered eyelids and steady breathing, he has been in meditation for a long time.

Zhang Wanlong didn't say much, all immortal masters are like this, they disdain to talk to mortals.

In the past ten years, the number of times he has seen the immortal master is also very few.

Only when there are sneaks or ghosts in Bafang County will you see the fairy master come out of the customs.

On weekdays, this immortal master is practicing hard.

Leaving the high platform, Zhang Wanlong's expression was slightly gloomy, and he told the master next to him: "Keep an eye on it, if there is a person who is not wanted by the immortal master, recruit him."

"Please don't worry, the sheriff, I understand."

"No. 87 Liu Chuang."

"It's my turn." Liu Chuang inevitably felt nervous.

Saluting as usual, put your palm on the blank spirit bead.

The Lingzhu burst into light immediately.

The young immortal master who had been in meditation for a long time on the high platform suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were bright, his lips and tongue were lightly opened, and his voice was like a loud bell ringing, loud and steady: "Qualified, come up and wait."

Liu Chuang felt dizzy and dizzy with excitement, and he was about to fall when his legs gave way.

At this moment, a huge force lifted him up, and most of the tension in Liu Chuang's heart disappeared.

"Thank you, Master Immortal." After saluting again, Liu Chuang walked up to the high platform.

Arriving at the vacant seat reserved beside the immortal master, he sat on it cautiously.

"Woohoo, Brother Liu has been selected."

"Brother Liu, did you get a fairy fate?"

"And he was the first person to get the fairy fate."

The number plates were consumed one by one, and the matter of Liu Chuang's fairy fate was like a stone thrown into a pool of water. There were no waves, but it made the people who continued the test full of fighting spirit.

They thought that the fairy fate was fake, but now it seems that they really don't have the fairy fate.

"Number 92, Meng Zhen."

Liu Chuang, who was sitting on the high platform, couldn't help paying attention. This was the second member of their group of five.

Meng Zhen suppressed his nervousness.

Salute, let go.

The light shines again.

Meng Zhen's eyes magnified visible to the naked eye, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"It's on again."

"Another qualified?"

The eyes of the young immortal teacher flashed, revealing a little regretful look: "Unqualified."

The light was much dimmer than Liu Chuang's.

The light shows that it is the five spiritual roots, and it takes three months for the five spiritual roots to sense qi.

This is still a good opportunity, a person with firm perseverance.

Otherwise, the time of feeling angry will continue to be lengthened.

It may be half a year, it may be a year, or it may be a lifetime.

It is three months to sense qi, which is two months later than the four spirit roots. Others have begun to refine and transform qi, but the five spirit roots are still feeling qi.

And Wulinggen, one step at a time.

The mid-term is the big hurdle.

The limit of this life may only reach the middle stage of Qi training, and there is no chance to advance.

No chance, only wasted life

Zongmen will not accept disciples of Wulinggen, accepting them is a waste of resources.

Meng Zhen already expected that he would fly a thousand miles with his sword in the novel.

But this sound of disqualification directly knocked him from heaven to hell.

He staggered two steps and knelt on the ground with a plop.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, he kowtowed and said, "I beg the immortal to have mercy."

The young immortal master looked indifferent and did not pretend to speak.

Liu Chuang, who was sitting by the side, opened his mouth: "Master Immortal, why can't he..."

Immortal Master glanced at Liu Chuang, his expression was a little pale, and he said loudly: "Fake spiritual roots, the aptitude is too poor to enter the Tao."

Seeing that Liu Chuang wanted to say something more, the young man scolded: "Don't know what's good or bad."

Liu Chuang hurriedly shut up, his expression became more respectful and reserved.

He is still a mortal now, and the immortal teacher just explained for the sake of his aptitude.

Meng Zhen staggered to his feet, and didn't care if the hairpin fell off.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a middle-aged scribe walking beside him: "Young master, don't worry, although you can't enter the immortal sect, the county guard's mansion also has immortal fate for you."

Meng Zhen, who had been devastated and pale, stared at the scribe, eagerly as if he had grasped the last straw: "Really?!"

"Young master, come with me."

Meng Zhen hesitated a little, but when he thought of the fate of immortality and seeking immortality to attain the Tao, the worry in his heart disappeared instantly, and he left with the middle-aged scribe.

Testing is still going on.

The last two of the group of five couldn't even make the Lingzhu shine.

The sun is thinning on the western mountains, and the red clouds are all over the place.

Another vacant seat on the high platform was taken.

It was a boy in short clothes, not very old, and he was more reserved and inferior than Liu Chuang.

After testing more than 500 people, only two qualified ones were screened out. Including Meng Zhen who was unqualified, there were three people in total.

Pick one out of nearly two hundred.

"Today's test is over, and it will be reopened tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)