The trial areas of Nanhua Sect are all shrouded in numerous formations. Except for the monks participating in the trial and the disciples of Nanhua Sect who are responsible for supervising the trial, outsiders do not know what the situation is inside.

It is only based on past experience that the trial will not be too short, and it will take at least several days to produce results.

Before the results came out, the relatives of monks who participated in the trial could only wait in the market.

Sometimes, what the relatives are waiting for the arrival is probably a cold corpse or even a broken magic weapon.

Yes, trials are at risk of death!

Even if the Nanhua Sect arranges people to provide special rescue, as the number of people is large, there are always places where care is not taken into consideration. Therefore, it is normal for some monks to die every time the trial is tested.

If you really die in the trial, you can only say that your life should be like this. Nanhua Sect is not responsible.

Only by enduring hardships can one become the best. If you want to succeed and reach the sky in one step, you will naturally have to bear the corresponding risks.

After seven days of this, the result of the Nanhua Sect's opening of the mountain gate to recruit new disciples was finally released.

All 108 formal inner disciples and 600 outer disciples were successfully selected and were taken directly to the mountain gate of Nanhua Sect to hold an introductory ceremony to worship the ancestors of Nanhua Sect throughout the ages.

Their names will be announced in the market so that the relatives who are waiting for their return will know.

As for those monks who failed to be elected, they were all sent back to the market and repatriated to their original homes.

"External disciple Zhou Shiyuan, hahaha, my Shiyuan was successfully selected, and my Zhou family finally released a disciple of the Nanhua Sect!"

"I've won, hahahahaha, my child is ranked 108 official inner disciples. It's really a blessing from my ancestors, and I'm blessed by my ancestors!"

"This is impossible! Why is there no name for my Long'er on it? How could my Long'er be defeated? I don't believe it, I don't believe it is true, wuwu..."

At the location of the public notice board where the Nanhua Sect posted the notice, thousands of monks gathered under the public notice board, staring at the names written in gold and silver pigments above, hoping to find the names of their descendants.

Those who successfully find their younger generation's names are naturally extremely happy, shouting and expressing their excitement, and then enjoying the envious gazes of others.

But there are also some monks who have high expectations for their juniors. After discovering that their juniors are unnamed and lost their election, they were unable to accept this reality and blow for a while, and they roared and cried on the spot.

Some families are happy and some are sad. This is the true portrayal of what Wang Cheng saw at this moment.

Wang Cheng would look at the list, of course, because he wanted to see if he had originally booked the target and whether there were any people on the list.

If someone really makes the list, he can only cross out the people first and find those who are not on the list.

As a result, he really saw several familiar names.

Not to mention the two people he was about to cross out from the list, what surprised Wang Cheng was that Zhao Jing, the young man in white who was walking with his senior brothers and sisters at that time, actually became one of the 600 outer disciples.

You should know that Zhao Jing's cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Qi training. Among the tens of thousands of registered cultivators, he is completely at the middle and lower level.

"It seems that the content of this trial assessment may not be entirely related to the strength of cultivation, but may also involve the cultivation of mind and nature and wisdom and understanding!"

When Wang Cheng thought of the past assessment content that he had heard from Zhao Jing, he immediately realized something and vaguely guessed the general direction of the trial assessment of the new disciples of the Nanhua Sect.

Then he did not stay at the notice board for a long time, and soon left the place and mobilized his junior sister Yu Shiyin to contact the monks who failed the assessment.

At the same time, Wang Cheng himself took the initiative to attack, directly targeting some young monks who came alone or accompanied by their parents, and conducted a net-style recruitment.

"This little fellow Taoist, Wang saw that his fellow Taoist is very skeleton and faces extraordinary. However, his fate has recently been in trouble with Tai Sui and his luck is not good. Even if he was not selected for the Nanhua Sect this time, he might not be able to climb up the sky in the future and soar to the sky. I wonder if the little fellow Taoist is willing to enter my Qingyun Sect to practice and become a member of this sect?"

"My little Taoist is polite. I am Qingyunzi, the head of Qingyun Sect. I am not hiding it. I have been paying attention to me for many days. However, a few days ago, I am not willing to disturb the purity of the little Taoist. Therefore, I have never expressed my feelings to the little Taoist. This time, the little Taoist regrets that I am not elected. I wonder if I can consider joining my Qingyun Sect. I can be a disciple of the inner sect to be a disciple of the little Taoist!"

"Little brother, please stay. Wang has a whim today. I feel that the destiny person I have been looking for is about to appear. Until I saw the little brother, I knew that the little brother was the destiny person Wang had been looking for. I wonder if the little brother would like to follow Wang back to the sect to practice? Wang dare not say anything else. In the future, when the little brother's cultivation reaches its level, it will not be much problem to find a few elixirs to assist in building the foundation for the little brother!"

On the way to leave the market, Wang Cheng, who was wearing a long sword on his back and wearing a green Taoist robe, appeared again and again to intercept the young monks who had begun to leave the market, stirring up his tongue, and persuaded the young monks with a brilliant tongue, trying to recruit as many disciples as possible for his Qingyun Sect.

He also watched the dishes and took the opportunity to watch the dishes. Based on whether the young people are accompanied and whether they are accompanied by their companions, he secretly calculated the other party's identity and origin, and then used various reasons to recruit them.

And on this path, there are many monks who practice the same way as him.

Unfortunately, even though Wang Cheng offered a lot of conditions, after learning about the general situation of Qingyun Sect, especially after learning that Qingyun Sect’s mountain gate is located in a newly developed wilderness area.

The monk who had been moved by him quickly refused on his own, or the relatives who were accompanying him sternly refused.

These monks are willing to travel thousands of miles to Nanhua Sect to sign up for the recruitment ceremony of the new disciples of Nanhua Sect because compared to the good treatment of becoming disciples of Nanhua Sect, leaving their hometown is nothing.

But Qingyun Sect is different. Qingyun Sect, located in a wild area, is not a good choice for many practitioners who are used to practicing in a certain area.

After all, although these young people were not selected in the Nanhua Sect, as long as they are willing to lower their goals, it is still not a big problem to enter some small and medium-sized sects. There is no need to choose Qingyun Sect, which is located in a remote place.

This situation made Wang Cheng very helpless, but he could not give up because of this. He could only continue to expand the target population, hoping to meet someone who doesn't care about these things.

After missing out on countless people like this, he stopped a lonely young man wearing a black long gown, expressing his intention to solicit.

After hearing his recruitment words, this person asked about the situation of Qingyun Sect as usual, and finally no longer refused directly like those people before. Instead, he looked at him with a firm expression and said, "Young Master Wang's sincerity can be felt. I also believe that you are here to recruit disciples sincerely. However, if you want me to follow you, you must agree to a small request first."

Hearing this, Wang Cheng, who was already used to being rejected, was immediately excited and looked at the young man in black and asked, "Oh, what do you have to ask?"

When the young man in black heard this, his head lowered slightly and said in a low voice: "My younger generation is named Yang Jing. He was originally an abandoned child without a father and mother. He was adopted by a casual cultivator named Yang. The casual cultivator treats his younger generation like his own son. He has taken care of him in every way since he was a child. In his heart, he is even closer than his biological father."

"But six years ago, in order to earn spirit stones for the younger generation, the master took over a task issued by a cultivation family, but he never came back."

"When I went to the cultivation family to investigate the situation, the other party tried every means to refuse, unwilling to explain the inside story in detail, and even wanted to send someone to kill me to silence me!"

"I am lucky to be rescued by a good man, and escaped by chance. Since then, I have left my hometown and traveled around, and vowed to find out the truth about the disappearance of my junior master."

"So if Senior Wang can help me find out the truth about this matter, I will not only be willing to go back to Qingyun Sect with Senior Wang, but also be willing to make an oath that I will never betray Qingyun Sect in my life!"

At the end, Yang Jing, a young man in black, raised his head directly and looked at Wang Cheng with firm eyes.

From the eyes of Yang Jing, a young man in black, Wang Cheng saw a faint fire of hatred.

He knew in his heart that the so-called investigation into the truth about Master’s disappearance was just an excuse. His real idea was that he wanted to use his and Qingyun Sect's hands to avenge him and help him deal with the cultivation family that might kill his master and also want to kill him to silence him.

To be honest, it is undoubtedly a matter that wise people do not do to deal with a cultivation family with unknown strength for a future inner disciple.

Although Wang Cheng was eager to recruit qualified inner disciples for Qingyun Sect, he was not so anxious.

He was about to shake his head and refuse the request of the young man in front of him.

But just as his words were about to say, he suddenly felt aroused in his heart, and he narrowed his eyes to the young man in front of him and said, "You have the seventh level of Qi training, but you were still defeated in this trial and assessment of the new disciples of the Nanhua Sect. You didn't even earn a quota for the outer sect. Could it be that you were discovered by the Nanhua Sect monks who were responsible for the trial and assessment because of your hatred, and you were defeated!"

This was a test on his whim, but unexpectedly it seemed to hit the bull's eye, which immediately made the young man in front of him pale, and a strong indignation appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!