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Volume 1 Xuanyang Sect Chapter 2 Xuanyang Sect Selection of Disciples

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    Today is the day for Xuanyang Sect to select disciples.  The square in front of Lujiazhuang was crowded with people.  This world respects warriors, so naturally there are many forces among warriors, Xuanyang Sect is one of them.  Lujiazhuang is a village within the jurisdiction of Xuanyang Sect. At certain times every year, Xuanyang Sect will send people to the village to recruit martial arts talents who are over twelve years old and suitable for training and bring them back to the sect to become disciples.  Every year, one or two lucky guys in the village will be tested for martial arts talent and selected into the Xuanyang Sect.  And each selected person, whether he or a family member, has great face and will be treated differently by the villagers.  Therefore, Xuanyang Sect¡¯s selection of disciples is an annual grand event in the village.  Most of the people in the village will rush over to watch the fun.  The fat man who invited Lu Shaoyu to come over at the door was named Lu Feng. He was the same age as Lu Shaoyu and only half a year older than Lu Shaoyu. The two were both neighbors and friends.  At this time, the outside of the square was full of people. Due to their short stature, the two of them squeezed in under the feet of the adults and quickly found a suitable viewing position.  In the square, the Xuanyang Sect warrior in charge of testing has not come yet, but the village chief has already taken all the children in the village over twelve years old and stood there quietly waiting.  "Shao Yu, look, the man with the small mole standing behind the village chief is called Lu Hu. I heard that he is already at the first level of Body Tempering. This time, he is the most likely to become a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect." Lu Feng pointed out  He introduced a very muscular, tiger-headed kid to Lu Shaoyu.  Lu Shaoyu likes to be quiet and rarely goes out. Except for a few neighbors and the village chief, many people in the village don't know him.  And Lu Feng, a guy who runs around the village every day when he has nothing to do, naturally knows a lot more people.  "The sister next to Brother Lu Hu is called Lu Bingyue. Although she is thin, I heard that she is about to reach the first level of Body Tempering." Lu Feng pointed at another girl and said.  According to Lu Shaoyu¡¯s understanding of the world, the cultivation realm of warriors is divided into tempered body, acquired and innate levels.  As for what is after innateness, no one in the village has been exposed to such a high level, so naturally no one can tell him.  According to the description of the villagers, Lu Shaoyu then measured his level of cultivation. It is estimated that body tempering and acquired cultivation are equivalent to the Qi-entraining stage of cultivation, while innate is equivalent to the fetal breath stage. The subsequent foundation-building period is equivalent to what level a warrior is. I am afraid it will take  We won¡¯t know until we come into contact with more warriors in the future.  "The guy behind Sister Bingyue is called Lu Cheng. That guy often calls me little fat pig. I hate him the most. It's best that he fails to pass this time." Lu Feng curled his lips and said softly.  Lu Shaoyu glanced at him, smiled softly, and thought to himself: "Who makes you so greedy? You are already developing obesity at the age of three." Lu Feng introduced all the people in the square who were suitable for the test to Lu Shaoyu one by one.  After another meal, a carriage came speeding down the road in the distance, with dust and sand billowing from behind.  ¡°Look, it¡¯s coming.¡± Someone in the waiting crowd said loudly.  There was a noise in the crowd, and everyone was waiting eagerly.  After a short pause, the carriage flew into the square and stopped in front of the village chief and others.  Three people got out of the car, one of whom was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the remaining two were teenagers of 17 or 18 years old.  Seeing the middle-aged man, everyone in the square looked in awe, and the whole square suddenly became silent.  Lu Shaoyu looked at the middle-aged man - he was wearing a cyan short-sleeved outfit. On his exposed arms, the muscles were protruding, full of explosive power, as if he was a monk specializing in physical training in the world of immortality.  The middle-aged man has a resolute face and a serious look. There is always a vague aura emanating from him, making everyone around him feel an invisible pressure.  Lu Shaoyu has no cultivation at this time, but he still has good eyesight. Judging from the aura emanating from the middle-aged man, it is estimated that the person in front of him has reached the so-called acquired state.  The aura exuding from his body may be of some use to others, but to Lu Shaoyu, it can be completely ignored.  When he was at his peak, if he were to deal with such people, he could crush tens of thousands of them to death with one finger.  Naturally, he would not take this small amount of pressure seriously.  "Master Warrior, you are here. All the people in our village who are suitable for the selection test are gathered here." The village chief stepped forward and bowed.  "Well." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Then I won't waste time and start testing." The two accompanying young people immediately took out paper and pen and started recording and filing.  "Lu Hu, you come first." The village chief turned his head and called Lu Hu, who was first in line, to come forward.  Lu Hu nodded, strode forward, and stood in front of the middle-aged man.?, looking straight ahead resolutely.  There is a small red mole at the corner of his eye and between his eyebrows, which looks a bit conspicuous.  The middle-aged man nodded silently, stretched out his palm to fumble around Lu Hu's body for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, Body Tempering Level 1." As he said that, he put a hand on the latter's shoulder. Lu Shaoyu could see clearly from a distance.  Only a subtle wave of breath was seen pouring into Lu Rover's body from his hand.  Lu Rover's face was calm at first, as if nothing had happened, but after a while, his face gradually turned blue, his forehead wrinkled, showing a painful expression, and large beads of sweat dripped down.  But he still gritted his teeth and persisted.  "Hmm, not bad. He has good muscles and bones, smooth meridians, and a tough mentality. He is suitable for being a martial artist. He is qualified." The middle-aged man said calmly.  The young man next to him immediately wrote it down with a pen and said softly: "Lu Hu, twelve years old, with good bones and muscles, smooth meridians, and a tough mentality. He is qualified." Another young man pulled Lu Hu over and began to ask about his family information.  record on file.  "Wow, Huzi passed the test." "Great, Huzi passed the test." "Brother Ahu did a good job." "Huzi brought glory to our village." "Brother Ahu wants to honor our ancestors, and Uncle Lu is so lucky.  Ah." "" Cheers came from the crowd, and everyone looked at Lu Rover with envy.  Lu Rover's family members were also proud of their success. They were beaming with joy and accepted the well-meaning congratulations from others in the crowd with their heads held high.  "Next, Lu Bingyue." The village chief said again.  Lu Bingyue stepped forward.  The middle-aged man groped for a while on her arms, shoulders, waist and legs, then reached out to hold her right shoulder, and a faint breath flowed into her body.  After a while, Lu Bingyue's face turned blue, sweat poured out, and she finally couldn't help but scream in pain.  The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Well, my muscles and bones are fine, my meridians are smooth, my mentality is a little bit worse, I just barely passed." "Ah, great, I passed." Lu Bingyue jumped up in joy and cried with joy.  He was taken aside by two young men and asked about his family background and relatives, and recorded it for the record.  "Next, Lucheng." The village chief called again.  Lu Cheng stepped forward.  Middle-aged people do the same thing.  Lu Cheng persisted for a while, then suddenly screamed out in pain.  The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "The muscles and bones are quite good, but the meridians are too narrow, the mentality is not strong, and I am not qualified." As if he heard that he was sentenced to death, Lu Cheng's face turned pale, tears rolled in his eyes, and he felt strong  He resisted falling down, like a defeated rooster, standing on the other side dejectedly.  ¡°Many people couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of depression when they saw his appearance.  Although little fat man Lu Feng hated him, seeing his devastated look at this moment, he couldn't help but sympathize with him.  Lu Shaoyu secretly thought in his heart: "Martial arts and immortality are equally ruthless. Without qualifications, you can only be an ordinary person. Unless there is an expert willing to help or you have a strong heart to fight, there may be a chance to turn around." "Next,  Lu Ji. "The test continues!  An hour later, all the more than 20 children in the square who met the test had been tested.  Except for Lu Lu and Lu Bingyue, one child passed in the end, and the rest all failed.  In this year¡¯s selection, only three qualified.  In the square, some people are happy and some are sad.  The two young men who came with the middle-aged man had recorded the information of the three qualified children and returned to the carriage.  The middle-aged man said to the three qualified children: "Three days, you only have three days to prepare and say goodbye. After three days, we will naturally have someone come to pick you up the mountain." "Yes." The three said in unison.  The middle-aged man didn't say much. He turned his head and was about to get in the car and leave. Suddenly he felt that his trousers were caught by something. He turned his head in surprise and saw a cute child about three or four years old standing behind him, with a look on his face.  Looking at myself expectantly.  "Uncle, can you do me a favor?"  .
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