A five-year-old Daluo Jinxian? I simulated binding with the prehistoric world.

Three days later,

Qingyun Sect,

Disciple Recruitment Conference.

A square of astonishing size.

At this moment, this huge square is full of boys and girls.

These boys and girls are full of vigor and vitality.

Everyone gathered here just to successfully join Qingyun Sect.

Among these boys and girls, there are not only children from ordinary families, but also many children from prominent Dongzhou families, and even some royal children.

These princes and sons of noble families, who usually live in luxury and are arrogant, have put away their former sharpness at this moment, and their faces show respect and admiration.

Qingyun Sect is a well-deserved large sect ranked high in Dongzhou, with an extremely respected status and unfathomable strength.

Even the dynasty and the noble families have to bow down to it.

If anyone dares to act recklessly and show off their power here, I am afraid there will be no good results.

"Hmm? I was reborn?" A girl with outstanding appearance looked dazed for a while, then suddenly showed a look of surprise.

A light of imperceptible joy flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured to herself.

In her previous life, this girl was a strong person in the heavenly realm, known as Yunmeng Fairy.

Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her best friend and lover, and finally died with hatred.

Fate seemed to be particularly kind to her, allowing her to be reborn in this girl named Luo Liyan.

What's more coincidental is that Qingyun Sect is recruiting disciples at the moment, which undoubtedly gives her the opportunity to join the sect and practice again.

"It's just a small sect. Even the so-called supreme elder has only reached the stage of transformation. Well, I will hide my strength for the time being, and develop here for a while. When the time is right, I will definitely go back to seek revenge on the couple."

The girl thought to herself, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, outlining a confident and mysterious smile.

"Silence, silence."

At this moment, a voice as majestic as a huge bell suddenly came, and this voice seemed to carry supreme power and spread throughout the venue in an instant.

The crowd, which was originally noisy and bustling, became silent in an instant as if it was cast under a spell.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, but saw a white-haired old man in a Bagua robe standing in the air. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his hair was white and his face was childlike, his eyes were shining, and he was majestic without anger.

An extremely powerful pressure emanated from him continuously, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, making people breathless.

The white-haired old man said in a clear voice: "I am the elder in charge of this assessment. Today, I will assess you.

The first thing to do is the spiritual root test!

Only those with a spiritual root test result of medium or above are eligible to enter the next round..."

As his voice fell, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became extremely tense.

The faces of many boys and girls who participated in the assessment were solemn, and they were uneasy in their hearts, secretly praying that they could pass this crucial first level.

Time passed by, and the assessment was carried out in an orderly manner.

After rounds of strict screening and elimination, the initial tens of thousands of contestants are now few and far between, with only less than a hundred people left.

All the young men and women who stayed behind were people with outstanding spiritual root talents, and everyone's face was filled with confidence and pride.

At this time, the silent head of Qingyun Sect, Sikong Zhaixing, suddenly turned around, his eyes swept over the six heads of each peak behind him, and asked slowly: "My fellow disciples, the first round of assessment has ended. How do you think we should select disciples?"

Although his tone was flat, the weight contained in it was self-evident.

Everyone present knew that the next step was the critical moment that would truly determine the fate of these young people.

The heads of each peak personally selected disciples.

Those disciples with excellent talents had already been secretly reserved by the masters of the major peaks, and there might even be fierce competition.

And those with slightly inferior qualifications could only be picked and chosen.

Hearing Sikong Zhaixing's question, Leng Ruoxue, the head of Tianji Peak, nodded slightly, raised her beautiful eyes, and responded lightly: "Master, should we wait for Ye Changsheng, the head of Yuheng Peak?"

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but it was cold and awe-inspiring.

After this, the expression of the head of the sect, Sikong Zhaixing, also changed slightly, and then he said calmly: "Have you notified the head of the sect, Ye Changsheng?"

"Master, Junior Brother Wan has already notified him." The deacon behind him said.

In fact, if Leng Ruoxue hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten this five-year-old junior brother.

"What do you care about him? A five-year-old useless kid."It's just a mascot. He hasn't been weaned yet, why should he accept a disciple?" said Wei Aowu, the head of Tianshu Peak, jokingly.

"That's right, why wait for him? Isn't it a waste of time?"

As soon as this was said, the other heads also began to ridicule.

Except for Leng Ruoxue, almost everyone present agreed with Wei Aowu's opinion.

Sikong Zhaixing is the leader of a sect after all, and he has to take all aspects into consideration. Although he also looks down on Ye Changsheng in his heart, he still has to save face.

He can not give face to Ye Changsheng, but Taoist Master Daoxuan has made great contributions to the sect, so he still has to consider this favor.

"Dear fellow disciples, let's wait, just as a face for the late Taoist Master Daoxuan. "

Since the headmaster has spoken, everyone naturally has no objection.

Even if they don't give face to Ye Changsheng, Taoist Master Daoxuan is their uncle after all, and the seniority is there, so they should give face.

Fortunately, not long after, Wan Puyu flew over here with a child on his sword.

This child is naturally Ye Changsheng.

"Look, what a cute child."

"Yes, like a porcelain doll, I really want to pinch his chubby face."

Many girls who came to participate in the disciple selection, seeing Ye Changsheng, this cute little boy, showed an expression that they wanted to possess him.

"Could this child be the son of some elder?"

"It should be, he doesn't look like a disciple at this age."

Just as everyone was discussing, the flying sword slowly fell, and Ye Changsheng walked down from it.

He was holding a candied haws in his hand.

"Master Ye, why are you here so late? Did you just finish your milk? "Seeing Ye Changsheng coming late, Wei Aowu teased.

This statement caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.

The boys and girls in the audience were all shocked. This little boy was the master of a peak?

Isn't this too outrageous?

It seems that he has no cultivation at all.

How can he take on such an important task?

He must be a relative.

Ye Changsheng didn't bother to pay attention to the ridicule of Wei Aowu and the others. Having lived two lives, his character is naturally stronger than others.

He bowed to the head of the sect Sikong Zhaixing, and then sat down next to Leng Ruoxue, the head of Tianji Peak.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance came to his nose, which made him feel comfortable.

He said casually: "Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, the wind from the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and jade. Senior sister, you are really beautiful and fragrant."

Beauty makeup, pearls and jade fragrance?

"Junior brother, is this a poem you wrote specifically for me? "Leng Ruoxue is as cold as her name suggests. She is cold to others, but she becomes gentle when she sees Ye Changsheng.

This may be the maternal nature in her bones.

"Yes, only beautiful senior sister is worthy of my writing poems." Ye Changsheng said shamelessly.

He is better than anyone else at flirting with girls.

ლ(′◉❥◉｀ლ).

Leng Ruoxue was overjoyed and wanted to kiss him on his pink face.

Ye Changsheng is now a strong man in the early stage of Yuanying. The reason why he asked Wan Puyu to take him for a ride is mainly to keep a low profile.

In his previous life, he was an online literature enthusiast who liked to watch the protagonist pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

So he asked the system to cover up his cultivation for him, and he still looked like a mortal.

"Little junior brother, thank you for writing poems for me. When you have time, go to senior sister's Tianji Peak to play, and I will buy you candied haws and snacks."

"Okay, I'll go in a few days. "

"Hey, Senior Sister, do you have milk?" Ye Changsheng blinked his eyes and stared at Leng Ruoxue's proud capital, pretending to be harmless and asked.

Leng Ruoxue heard this and saw the place where Ye Changsheng's eyes stayed. Her cheeks suddenly turned red like apples, and she said coquettishly: "Hate, dare to tease Senior Sister in public, I will spank you."

All the men present looked at Leng Ruoxue meaningfully, with strange eyes.

"I don't have a Taoist partner, and I haven't given birth to a child, how can I have milk?" Leng Ruoxue said in a low voice.

Ye Changsheng pretended to be surprised and asked: "Senior Sister Leng, I want to drink milk. What does it have to do with whether you have a Taoist partner or whether you have given birth to a child?"

"Ah? Milk?" Leng Ruoxue's face became even redder, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"What did Senior Sister think?"

"I, I thought it was milk. "Leng Ruoxue was so embarrassed that she stuttered.

After teasing Leng Ruoxue, Ye Changsheng was very happy. Being a child is good. If someone else had played this joke on her, this day next year would be his death anniversary.