The Strongest Qi Refiner

There are many people outside, but most of them are watching the fun.

But internally, there are quite a lot of people queuing up to test their cultivation qualifications, at least more than 300 people.

Most of the queues are parents with children, and the oldest child will not exceed eighteen years old.

Fang Yu and Xiao Xi'er successfully squeezed into the back of the team.

"Brother Fang, what are we doing in line?" Xiao Xi'er was still a little dazed and asked.

"You will be on stage to test your aptitude later..." Fang Yu briefly explained the situation to Xiao Xi'er.

Xiao Xi'er just nodded.

The two just came in and lined up, and soon there were more than a dozen pairs of parents with children behind them.

"There are so many people so early in the morning, wouldn't children from the whole city come here to test their aptitude?" Fang Yu said in surprise.

Hearing this sentence, a middle-aged man with a beard in the front turned his head and said, "Of course! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. No matter whether you have qualifications or not, come and test it. In case the child really has cultivation qualifications, To be recruited as a disciple by Yaochi Holy Land is to honor the ancestors!"

"Isn't that just like drawing a lottery? Is there really no threshold for recruiting disciples in the Holy Land of Yaochi?" Fang Yu asked curiously.

"Of course there is no threshold, and at the same time recruit disciples in the eighteen cities of the Eastern Region." The man said, "Otherwise there wouldn't be so many people."

"That's quite inefficient. So many people came to test, and only one magic weapon was set up on the stage to test..." Fang Yu said.

"Hey, how can we ask for so much, Yaochi Holy Land is such a big immortal sect, it would be nice to give us ordinary people a chance! It's just a queue, it doesn't matter!" The man said with a smile.

At this time, he saw Xiao Xi'er beside Fang Yu, and said with a smile, "Is this your sister? She looks so cute, and she has a good chance of being recruited."

"Your son is not bad, either." Fang Yu glanced at the little fat boy in front of the man, and said.

"Haha, actually, I don't think he has much chance. There are not many monks in the three generations of our family." The man laughed.

"It's all lottery, everyone has a chance to win." Fang Yu smiled.

As the two talked, the line slowly moved forward.

During the conversation, Fang Yu knew that the man in front of him was surnamed Liu, named Liu Cheng.

And his son, named Liu Bai and nicknamed Pangdun, was only seven years old.

Liu Cheng is very talkative, chatting with Fang Yu very speculatively.

Maybe it was because the two of them were talking a little too loudly, which made the woman in front of Liu Cheng turn around with a displeased expression on her face.

"Could you two stop talking and be quiet." The woman glanced at Fang Yu and Liu Cheng, with a flash of disdain in her eyes, and said with a frown.

"Sorry, sorry..." Liu Cheng's expression changed, and he spoke immediately.

Fang Yu saw that Liu Cheng's face changed a little bit, showing doubts.

"This woman is a relative of the Yunyang City Lord. She has power and power. Let's keep our voices down and don't provoke her." Liu Cheng whispered.

Fang Yu glanced at the woman, and found that standing in front of the woman was a man who seemed to be over twenty years old.

"Didn't you say that only children under the age of 18 are recruited? Doesn't this mean more than this age?" Fang Yu asked.

"Hush..." Liu Cheng immediately motioned for silence, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk about her..."

"Okay." Fang Yu nodded.

In this way, the two stopped chatting.

The team continued to move forward, and the process was very fast. After a while, there were only more than 30 children left in front.

Fang Yu also came to the position where he could see the situation on the stage by looking up.

At this moment, a teenage boy came onto the stage and stood in front of the mirror.

The old female monk recited the formula, and the mirror on the table shone light.

"bass……"

A burst of white light flickered on the boy.

"No spiritual root, next one." The female monk said expressionlessly.

The boy stepped off the stage immediately, and the next girl came on stage.

It was the same technique again, another burst of light flashed.

"No spiritual root, next." The female monk said.

Just like that, seven children in a row came onto the stage, all with white light and no spiritual roots.

Each child spends no more than ten seconds on stage, which is quite efficient.

But Fang Yu stared at the mirror on the stage, and then at the arrogant female monk, frowning.

There are tricks.

That mirror is indeed a magic weapon, and its original function should be to measure a person's reaction to aura to a certain extent, so as to determine whether the cultivation aptitude is strong enough.

However, seven children came up on stage just now, and all of them were found to have no spiritual roots.

This is absolutely wrong.

From Fang Yu's point of view, although the seven children could not be regarded as having strong spiritual roots, they at least had spiritual roots, and strictly speaking, they all had cultivation qualifications.

But under the control of the female monk, the mirror only illuminated white light, and these children were eliminated directly.

Just as Fang Yu was thinking, another child came onto the stage.

As soon as the kid came on stage, there was a burst of discussion around him.

"The in-laws of the city lord, the young master of Luo Mansion has come to power!"

Fang Yu also looked up at the stage.

A fifteen-year-old boy in luxurious clothes walked onto the stage and stood in front of the mirror.

Seeing this boy, the female monk obviously showed a faint smile.

Then, move the mirror again.

"bass!"

A burst of light shone on the boy's body, flickering yellow light, and then slowly turning into blue light!

Seeing this scene, there was a burst of exclamation around.

"Excellent spiritual roots, excellent cultivation aptitude, qualified to enter the holy land of Yaochi." The female monk said.

As soon as this remark came out, there were exclamations and praises all around.

As expected of the young master of Luo Mansion, he is really different!

On the stage, the boy did not step down, but walked directly to the side of the group of female disciples behind.

"Oh, I'm really envious, there are only three places left today." Liu Cheng said with emotion.

"Didn't you say to recruit twenty disciples?" Fang Yu asked doubtfully.

"That's right, four of them are collected a day, divided into five days, as soon as they are collected." Liu Cheng said.

"I see." Fang Yu nodded, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He originally thought that Yaochi Holy Land had no threshold for recruiting disciples, it was fair and just.

But now it seems that there are tricks everywhere.

Saying that there is no threshold is actually just a waste of the time of the common people.

The disciples to be recruited may have already been negotiated in secret.

They just need to go to the stage, and then the female monk will let the mirror shine on the child in all kinds of light, and then he will be rated as a high-level spiritual root and enter the holy land of Yaochi.

Of course, this may not be the idea of ​​the higher-ups of Yaochi Holy Land, most of the people below who are responsible for recruiting disciples want to collect benefits, so this situation occurs.

"Since you guys want to play tricks, then I can only cheat." Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought.

In fact, Fang Yu simply glanced at the children in line just now, almost all of them have a little bit of spiritual roots, but they are indeed not outstanding, they are very ordinary.

It is indeed not enough to enter a fourth-level fairy gate like Yaochi Holy Land.

Children who can be selected through private transactions have even worse spiritual roots!