Demon Concubine Yutian

A millennium flute
Ye Luo unhurriedly took out the millennium flute and played a piece.

The sound of the flute seems to be alive, piercing the soul, making everyone around you silent, so quiet that you can hear the rustling of clothes.

Ji Yinwu closed his eyes even more, because the sound and the scene seemed to have been encountered in a dream, and the familiarity and intimacy made Ji Yinwu surprised, delighted and intoxicated.

Ji Yinwu didn't open his eyes until Ye Luo finished.

"It's really a wise decision for me to come here today." Ji Yinwu suddenly opened his eyes and said.

Naturally, Ye Luo passed Ji Yinwu's assessment.

However, before Ye Luo had time to savor the joy, the black-clothed forbidden magician suddenly appeared, interrupting Ji Yinwu's assessment.

"What are you doing here!" The black-clothed forbidden magician was like a beast that had been violated, his voice filled with low-pitched anger.

Because the black-clothed forbidden artist saw Ye Luo for the first time, he felt that he had found an excellent "material".

"My Qin Sect has confiscated disciples for some time. Today, Lingtian Palace accepts people, so I'll come and take a look. If your Medicine Sect is unhappy, I'll just leave."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yinwu signaled Ye Luo and the Huya young man to leave with her.

However, the black-clothed forbidden art master pointed Ye Luo's direction with his finger: "He stayed to participate in the selection of the medicine school. Today, you have nothing to do with the piano school."

"He is already a member of my piano school." Ji Yinwu admired Ye Luo very much, so naturally he would not let him go.

The black-clothed Forbidden Master stretched his fingers into his bosom, and took out a token. Ji Yinwu glanced at it, and said with a sneer, "Seeing the order is like seeing the Palace Master, do you dare to disobey the Palace Master's order?"

Ji Yinwu shook her fingers: "I just recruited a disciple in Qinmen, is it worth your using the Palace Master's Token?"

The forbidden master in black motioned Ye Luo to go back, and said, "It's worth it."

Naturally, Ji Yinwu couldn't disobey the token, so she turned around angrily and left with the Huya boy, leaving Ye Luo behind.

The eyes of the black-clothed forbidden artist swept Ye Luo back and forth, staring at Ye Luo very uncomfortable.

The black-clothed forbidden art master spoke, and a sinister voice came to his ears: "The medicine gate is much better than the piano gate, you are qualified to enter my medicine gate."

After finishing speaking, the black-clothed Forbidden Art Master flicked his robe, and said to the crowd, "The selection of Lingtian Palace medicine disciples has begun."

Sure enough, as the Huya young man said before, the first item is to identify the elixir.

This is naturally not difficult for Ye Luo. When he is with Si Yutian, he can recognize the medicinal herbs by his ears and eyes.

All the disciples of the Medicine Sect assisted in the assessment, tens of thousands of people were quickly divided into groups, and the formal assessment began.

The black-clothed Forbidden Master stood on a high place, his eyes sweeping around everyone.

Of course, what the black-clothed forbidden art master is concerned about is not how high these people's medicine skills are, but how these people's physique and body are, and whether they are an excellent zombie material.

From time to time, the forbidden master in black would walk up to some disciples and whisper a few words.

In an instant, tens of thousands of people were screened out by two-thirds.

Ye Luo easily passed the first assessment without any problems. As for the second item of arranging and combining medicinal herbs, Ye Luo took a lot of trouble, because there were nearly a hundred kinds of ingredients given.

Many people who participated in the selection around shook their heads and frowned. There were fewer and fewer people left on the field. Ye Luo looked up and saw that Si Yutian had already completed according to the speed and ranked first among the finishers.

Ye Luo breathed out, and took the time to hold back his temper. By the time he completed the combination of medicinal materials, it was already in the middle class.

(End of this chapter)