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- Volume 4: The Sword is Lost Chapter 3: Xiping Mansion (Part 2)
"Xiaoercom"
The lunch time has passed. It's not dinner time yet. There were not many guests in the tavern. Apart from the villagers, there were also a few idlers near the window, eating peanuts and chatting nonsense.
"Here we come." The waiter, who was dozing off at an empty table, woke up in excitement, wiped the saliva from his mouth, walked over quickly with a flattering smile, nodded and bowed, "Your Majesty, , what are your orders?"
A dozen copper coins fell into the hands of the waiter with a pleasant collision sound.
After weighing the portion, a hint of surprise flashed in the waiter's eyes. As soon as he got it, he knew that this was the most widely circulated standard money. These dozen copper coins were worth half a day's income. It can be considered a small windfall.
The smile on his face became even more flattering, "Master, if anything happens, just ask me."
"Brother." Zhuang Yi had a gentle smile on his face, "I want to ask, there are so many people gathered over there, what are they doing?"
"Oh, are you talking about Xiyuan Xiaozhu?" The waiter looked in the direction he pointed and said with a smile, "You must have come to Xiping Mansion for the first time. That is Xiyuan Xiaozhu recruiting disciples. Xiyuan Xiaozhu is recruiting disciples. Xiaozhu has been very prosperous these years"
The waiter obviously knew a lot about Xiyuan Xiaozhu, so he kept talking about it. Zhuang Yi listened quietly and couldn't help but ask a question or two to prevent him from going off topic.
An afternoon passed by in a flash.
There were gradually more people in the tavern, and the waiter started to get busy. Zhuang Yi gained a lot. Before leaving, he threw a few copper coins to the waiter. Let him bow and thank you.
Walking out of the door of the tavern, seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to find an inn to stay.
In front of the Xiyuan Xiaozhu opposite, the crowd has dispersed. Only an empty door remained.
I found several inns along the way, but they were all full. Zhuang Yi frowned greatly, remembering the crowds of people in front of Xiyuan Xiaozhu during the day, and thought that there were no rooms in the nearby inns.
??I asked around in one room, and finally found an empty room in the sixth room, so I quickly moved in.
In this way, Zhuang Yi wandered around the streets around Xiyuan Xiaozhu during the day. Go back to the inn in the evening. It was like this for several days.
The fifth day is the last day for Xiyuan Xiaozhu to recruit disciples. Compared to the previous days, the number of people was much smaller.
In front of the door, there are five "touchstones" with a height of two meters. Next to the "touchstones", there is a person sitting. Next to it, there are more than a dozen tables, and there are several people queuing in front of each table.
From time to time, people shuttle between the table and the "touchstone".
On the periphery, there are still people in twos and threes, watching.
When Zhuang Yi came here, it was already close to noon. He already knew the process from the waiter. First, you have to go to a row of tables to sign up and get a sign. Then line up in front of the "touchstone" and take the test.
Having passed this test, he is still only a preliminary disciple. If you want to become a formal disciple, you have to pass other tests.
After thinking about the fabricated information, Zhuang Yi walked to a table.
A young man about 24 or 25 years old came from behind the table and looked up at Zhuang Yi. He asked in a formulaic voice, "Name, age, place of origin."
"My name is Yizhuang. I am nineteen years old and I come from Shanzhou." Zhuang Yi answered one by one.
Although he is only a little over thirteen years old this year, he has developed very well. In addition, he already has an adult soul and looks very mature. So the young man did not doubt it, but continued to ask, "Why do you want to join Xiyuan Xiaozhu?"
"Well, becausebecause I ran out of money."
Zhuang Yi's voice was very low, but the young man could still hear it clearly. He paused with the pen in his hand and couldn't help but look up at the embarrassed Zhuang Yi again. A smile finally appeared on his stiff face. .
"You are honest." After the young man finished speaking, he picked up his pen and wrote, "I am dedicated to pursuing martial arts and I admire our sect."
Zhuang Yi couldn't help but have a good impression of the young man in front of him. The reason why he said this was to leave an impression on them as an honest and honest person. Unexpectedly, he met a kind-hearted person who would actually help him "polishing up".
After asking a few more questions, the young man handed him a white wooden sign and asked him to line up in front of the first "touchstone".
Zhuang Yi followed the words and walked to the team. In front of him, there were three other people, all young people in their twenties. The faces of the three of them were partly worried and partly excited.
the first person. Suddenly he turned around dejectedly.Zhuang Yi looked over and saw that the white "touchstone" was dyed with a faint layer of red.
"Low-grade martial arts disciples." Zhuang Yi shook his head in his mind. He had already found out clearly that the minimum standard for accepting disciples in Xiyuan Xiaozhu was that low-grade martial arts disciples must be under fourteen years old, and middle-grade martial arts disciples must be under eighteen years old. , a top-grade martial artist must be under twenty-five years old. If you are over twenty-five years old, we will not accept it.
"The touchstone" will produce four colors, red represents the warrior, orange represents the warrior, cyan represents the warrior, and purple represents the innate.
The second person is rose red. He had the strength of a middle-grade warrior, but unfortunately, he was still too old, so he had to leave sadly.
The third person is a little darker than rose red, but still a little away from red. It was obvious that he had already stepped into the realm of top-grade martial artist.
The young man stood there anxiously, waiting for the verdict to be announced.
The person in charge of recording was a man in his thirties, and he was a little undecided. Then he called a man and asked him to go inside to ask for instructions.
After a while, the person who went in to ask for instructions came out and whispered a few times in the ear of the man in charge of recording. The man nodded and announced, "Passed."
The young man was overjoyed and kept saying, "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior"
The man in charge of recording waved his hand, and someone came up. Take the young man away.
It was Zhuang Yi¡¯s turn, and he handed over the white wooden sign in his hand.
Putting away the wooden sign, he lowered his head and looked at Zhuang Yi a few times, "Yizhuang?"
"It's this junior." Zhuang Yi responded shyly.
"Let's get started." The man retracted his gaze and said casually. He has been here for half a month. Hundreds of people test in front of him every day, and he has developed some insights.
The young man in front of him was plainly dressed and obviously from a very ordinary background. His temperament is too young, his behavior and expression are very reserved, he has obviously not seen the world, and he lacks self-confidence. The strength will probably not be much better.
Zhuang Yi rubbed his hands, with a bit of nervousness on his face, and slowly placed his hands on the smooth part of the "touchstone".
A ripple that was invisible to the naked eye undulated. The white "touchstone" slowly became red in patches, and the redness spread rapidly, becoming deeper and deeper, turning into rose red.
The carelessness on the face of the man in charge of the test disappeared. He glanced at Zhuang Yi, who was starting to sweat on his forehead, and thought to himself, "I can't tell that this guy is stupid, but he does have some strength."
On the "touchstone", the color was still deepening, and it slowly stopped when it completely turned red.
"The pinnacle of a top-grade martial arts disciple?" The man was slightly surprised, and he couldn't help but sit up straight, with a look of solemnity on his face.
Zhuang Yi was sweating profusely, his cheeks twitched slightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out. A small vortex appeared on the "touchstone", the vermilion color began to fade, and a very thin wisp of Light yellow, appearing faintly.
"A low-grade warrior is actually in the realm of a warrior?" The man was shocked and looked at Zhuang Yi, whose face turned red, in disbelief.
Seeing that ray of yellow is about to take shape. Suddenly collapsed and annihilated, the "touchstone" turned white again.
With a "bang", Zhuang Yi could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily and looking a little pale.
"It's a pity that the realm is not yet stable." A trace of regret flashed through the man's heart, but then he became excited again. Being able to recruit a warrior under the age of twenty would add a lot to his achievements.
So, he chuckled and helped Zhuang Yi up with his own hands, with a kind smile on his face, "Brother Yi, be careful."
"Thank you, senior." Zhuang Yi patted the soil behind him and smiled honestly. He looked like a simple young man who had just left the mountains.
"Why are seniors so outspoken? My name is Wang Yushan, you can just call me Brother Wang." The man's previous carelessness had been thrown away long ago, but now his face is full of friendliness and enthusiasm.
"Brother Wang." Zhuang Yi called out from his good side.
There was a chill in my heart. Most people would feel uncomfortable when meeting a highly qualified fellow student. But the Wang Yushan in front of him not only had no grudge, but was actually happy from the bottom of his heart. Could it be that he has a broad mind or is extremely confident? Or is the acting so realistic that you can¡¯t even see it?
With no expression on his face, he asked eagerly, "Did I pass?"
"Haha" Wang Yushan smiled, "Brother, you passed. Come, I will take you in."
Next to the other four "touchstones", there are also four men in their thirties sitting, and their eyes are full of jealousy.
Zhuang Yi felt a little enlightened. It was probably because Xiyuan Xiaozhu had regulations that if they recruited outstandingly talented disciples, they would be rewarded. And depending on the situation, this reward was not an ordinary reward.
"No wonder Xiyuan Xiaozhu has been able to rise in just a few decades. There are indeed some tricks." Zhuang Yi thought to himself, quite satisfied with his decision to enter here to cultivate.
Choosing which sect to join is an extremely important matter. As the saying goes, men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession. Joining a sect is a life-long event. Naturally, we need to be cautious.
Although, for Zhuang Yi, he just wanted to find a sect to stay in temporarily, but at least he had to choose a sect with a better style.
Zhuang Yi is not just wandering around these days, but is inquiring about the reputation of Xiyuan Xiaozhu. The result made him quite satisfied. It seemed that Xiyuan Xiaozhu's style was quite decent.
So, today he came to take the test. Raising the age by five years was done to keep a low profile. A low-level warrior under the age of fourteen would probably be greatly shocked.
With his current strength, he is not suitable for such a limelight.
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