After another half an hour, Tang Gu and others finally descended the giant peak. Under the leadership of the three Xinglin Villa elders, they came to a very vast blue hall built next to the lake. Looking up, the three large gilded characters "Deacon Hall" sparkled in the sun. The old man in purple turned back and waved to them: "Here we are, this is the Deacon Hall. After I finish registering your names, I will leave. Then someone will naturally arrange a place for you." "Some rules within the sect, I have already explained it very clearly to you on the way, so there is no need to say anything more. What you have to remember is that in the future, you will work hard and study hard in the sect. I hope to see you all become elite disciples, even within the sect. The day when I became a disciple." "Yes." All the disciples agreed, feeling a sense of reluctance to say goodbye to the elder who had been with him for more than three months. Elder Ziyi seemed to see their reluctance, and smiled slightly: "Okay, don't think too much, we are all in the sect, and if we are destined, we will meet again. Okay, pick up your mood and come in with me Let's" After saying that, take the first step and step into the blue hall in front of you. After everyone looked at each other, they nodded, and the young man in purple and the girl in white took the lead, and they all followed. Entering the main hall, everyone discovered that the main hall did not look too big on the outside, but was unusually wide inside. It was divided into several areas, and each area was attended by one or several deacons from the outer sect of Xinglin Villa. The elder in purple took them directly to Area 1, in front of a deacon of the outer sect wearing a ge-colored long coat. He opened his mouth and said: "Zong Ran, these are my disciples. Please record their names. I will go back if I have something to do, and I will leave them to you." "Yes, elder." This name is " "Zong Ran", the deacon of the outer sect, when he saw the elder in purple, he immediately responded respectfully and did not dare to show any slightness. Seeing this, the elder in purple waved his hand to the eight people. Then he took the other two elders from the outer sect and turned around and left. It wasn't until their backs completely disappeared from the main hall that the deacon named "Zong Ran" straightened up, looked at Tang Gu and the other eight people, and then said slightly indifferently: "Okay. , when you get here, you will officially join our Xinglin Villa. Fill out the form and bring it to me later, and I will register your name." After saying that, he pointed to the green wood counter next to him. There is a thick stack of rice paper, which lists the name, place of origin, age, and current cultivation level. As well as the level of alchemist, and a series of simple questions. Tang Gu and others responded without caring about his indifferent attitude. They each walked to the Qingmu counter over there, each took a piece of paper and filled it out. Not a moment later. The eight people immediately returned with the filled-in papers and handed them into the hands of the deacon of Geyi Waizong. I don¡¯t know when. In the hands of Deacon Ge Yi, there is a red ancient book and a light silver jade pen. On both the ancient book and the jade pen, there are little auras dancing around them, which is obviously not a mortal thing. He picked up the paper handed over by the eight people and looked down from top to bottom. "Well, the first place is Feng Suni, with top grades, entry-level disciple, not bad." After saying that, he opened the red ancient book and lightly tapped the blank space with the jade pen in his hand. Suddenly, Feng Suni and three dragons and phoenixes danced. The big characters will appear on the paper and be entered. Then, he took out a copper-colored token from the counter next to him, which was engraved with six characters of 'Xinglin Villa, Outer Gate' in small red seal script, and handed it back to the girl in white. With a flash of light, there were already many words on the back of the token. There are five pale silver ancient characters of "Feng Su Ni, Get Started". Xinglin Villa disciples, according to their status as servants, attendants, beginners, elites, inner sects, alchemy disciples, and sixth-level disciples, the tokens representing each status are also different. The entry-level disciples are bronze, the elite disciples are silver, the inner disciples are gold, and the core disciples on the alchemy list are the highest purple-gold color. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The identity token of a disciple is the lowest level of black iron, while that of a handyman is even worse. It is just made of an ordinary piece of green wood and has no other function except for identifying one's identity. However, it is quite simple to argue this way, so no one will have any objection to it. Deacon Ge Yi "Zong Ran" glanced at the girl in white, pointed to another area next to him, and said: "Okay, your registration has been completed. Next, take your identity token and go to the outside over there. In the entrance area for disciples, go to Deacon Guang. He will distribute all the items belonging to the disciples to you. " "Yes." The girl in white agreed lightly, and then picked up the token without looking at the remaining seven people. , turn around and go?The other side went. At this time, Deacon Ge Yi "Zong Ran" had already picked up the second page of paper. "Second place, Zhuo Yixing, with top grades, um, entry-level disciple." After saying that, he picked up the jade pen again and clicked on the ancient book to record his name. After registering his name, he picked up another red copper token from the counter and threw it into the hands of the young man in purple. "Next -" "Third place, Yang Chen, Grade A, Alchemy Attendant" The process of registering the names of the eight people was uneventful. Except for Feng Sumi and Zhuo Yixing, who were entry-level disciples, the other five people, They were all just alchemy attendants. To the first two people, Deacon Ge Yi could at least speak well, but when it came to Yang Chen and the other five, they all treated them with a cold expression. Soon, Yang Chen, the boy in blue shirt, Tong Haoge, the boy in red, Yu Muqing, the girl in green shirt, and others all finished registering their names, got their tokens, and said goodbye. Finally, the last two people arrived, Shui Xue and Tang Gu. "Seventh place, Shui Xue, Grade C, Alchemy Attendant" After registering the names without any expression, Deacon Ge Yi "Zong Ran" reached out from the counter and took out a two-finger-long, no more than two inches wide. After throwing the black iron token into Shui Xue's hands, he pointed at the entrance counter next to him, and then looked at the last page of paper left in his hand. "Well, eh" Looking at the data presented on this page, Deacon Ge Yi showed a hint of surprise: "Common servant disciples? Does our Xinglin Villa recruit any handyman disciples? For this trial, within the scope of Qinglong City There are only seven places, so why is there suddenly such an inexplicable handyman disciple?" Finished. He looked at Tang Gu and gently read out the name on the last page: "Name: Tang Gu. Identity, handyman disciple. Alchemist level: None. Achievements: Dingxia" "Dingxia!" said At this point, he scoffed: "What do you think, elder? What are you doing by recruiting such a waste who knows nothing about alchemy? Is it just a waste of food? I don't know what back door he came in through. It's such a waste of me." Time!" Having said this, he reached out impatiently and took out a two-finger-long light blue wooden sign from the corner of the counter next to him. He reached out and casually drew the word 'Tang Gu' on it, then typed the word 'handyman' in big letters below, and then threw it to Tang Gu, who was still standing in front of him, with such a disdainful expression. Seeing this, Tang Gu looked slightly cold, but he didn't say anything more and picked up the wooden sign. He turned around and left with Shui Xue. The two came to a significantly larger counter on the other side, found the "Deacon Guang" in the mouth of the Ge Yi deacon "Zong Ran", stretched out their hands and handed over their tokens, requesting to receive their entry items. That "Deacon Guang" was a middle-aged man in blue. He took the tokens from the two of them and took a look at them. He frowned and said, "Alchemy attendant, handyman disciple?" However, he still waved his hand, and a young disciple in gray clothes ran over immediately. He threw two tokens to the young disciple in gray clothes. He said: "Distribute it as ordered." "Yes." The young disciple in gray responded immediately, and then took Tang Gu and Shui Xue aside. First, he took a picture in a red dark grid, and immediately a set of alchemy attendant clothes exuding a faint fragrance, a blue book, and a brass key all jumped out. He held it respectfully in front of Shui Xue: "Senior sister, these are your entry-level items: the junior attendant's elixir robe, the sect's commandments, and the key to your residence. Please keep them. If you have any other needs, you can also Please tell me anytime." "No, thank you." Shuixue took it, smiled at him, then stepped aside, held the items in her arms, and waited quietly. The young disciple in gray clothes was almost taken away by Shui Xue's smile. He stayed in the same place for a long time before he realized what he was doing. He hurriedly walked to Tang Gu and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, senior brother, let me." "You've been waiting for a long time Huh?" After saying this, he realized that there was actually a wooden token in his hand. He immediately opened his eyes and looked at Tang Gu, unable to conceal his surprise: "It's the same as me. "A handyman disciple? Are you really new here?" Tang Gu felt helpless and amused, but he still nodded and said, "If you're not mistaken, it should be." "That's strange, the handyman of the Villa. Disciples have always been selected from descendants of some sects or disciples from affiliated forces who have made some contributions to the villa. Most of them do not have much talent in cultivation or alchemy. How could a handyman disciple be selected from outside? "The young disciple in gray clothes muttered, but he was much more enthusiastic. Apparently he always received some high-ranking attendant disciples or entry-level disciples.??, I had never met a handyman disciple who was as equal as him, and I was extremely happy. From another secret compartment on the side, he took out a set of gray uniforms for disciples, a blue book of commandments, and a black iron key, and stuffed them into Tang Gu's hands. Bian Fortress smiled and said: "Junior brother, your name is Tang Gu, right? I, Yang Wu, can still talk a lot in the Hall of Assistants. If you have any questions, just come to me. We will be the same disciples from now on." Tang Gu took it, feeling a little strange and helpless about his sudden enthusiasm. But he still nodded and replied: "Okay, thank you Senior Brother Yang. I will definitely trouble you if anything happens in the future." "Hehe, it should be, it should be. I am happy to support the underachievers." Yang Wu was so kind to Tang Gu. Obviously very satisfied, he nodded and replied. He glanced at the items in their hands and seemed to think of something. He patted his head and said: "By the way, you have just arrived. You must not know where your residence is yet. Wait for me. I will Hand over the work and take you there." Just as Tang Gu was about to say no, Yang Wu had already ran out. Not long after, another young disciple also wearing a gray uniform came over, and Yang Wu walked toward him. Tang Gu and Shui Xue waved their hands: "Let's go, don't get lost!" After saying that, they turned around and strode towards the outside of the Deacon Hall. Tang Gu and Shui Xue looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to accept his kindness and go their separate ways. Holding his things, he followed.