Chapter 347: Assessment Begins, Direct Entry (2/2)

Chapter 347 The assessment begins and you can get started directly (22)

"Hahaha! Palace Master Yun is fine!"

The middle-aged man in Taoist attire laughed and then descended from the sky lightly, with a figure and temperament like an immortal from this world.

"Haha, Mr. Wu's style is still the same!"

The master of the palace, Yun Chen, quickly stepped forward to greet him and saluted him.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, they heard Wu Zhenren say: "Without further delay, let's start the assessment now."

"Okay! Real person please!" Palace Master Yun Chen agreed.

"Yes!" Master Wu nodded, and then looked at the people in the audience, his eyes were so bright that people dared not look directly at them.

"Who has the token in their hand? You can come up now. You can get started without taking the exam." Master Wu said calmly. The voice is gentle, but it seems to come directly from the heart, and it can be heard clearly regardless of distance.

As soon as Wu Zhenren said this, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone was talking about it. Apparently they didn't know that there was such a thing as a token.

Yu Guihai's heart moved. Zhenren Wu seemed to have unfocused eyes, but he always felt that this person was looking at him.

He recalled the strange movement of the token before, and suddenly realized that this real person must have some way to stimulate and receive the signal of the token, and it was obvious that he had locked onto him at this time.

Thinking of this, Yu Guihai immediately stood up, cupped his hands and said: "Master Qi, this disciple holds the token."

Everyone around him suddenly looked at him in astonishment, and their astonishment soon turned into envy and jealousy. Damn it, as we all know, this test is extremely difficult to pass, but this guy is good, you can get started directly without taking the test.

If eyes could stab someone, Yu Guihai would have been stabbed into a honeycomb!

"Come up."

Master Wu said lightly.

Yu Guihai walked up to the general platform and handed over the Yunmiao Mountain token.

Wu Zhenren glanced at Yu Guihai, took it and played with it a few times. A gray-black light suddenly flashed on the token.

"It turns out to be a token of the Lian Yin lineage. Very good! However, the bloodline needs to be verified. If the bloodline is wrong, you have to explain the origin of the token! Stretch out your hand."

Master Wu nodded and said. There seemed to be something strange in the look he looked at Yu Guihai.

"Test bloodline?"

Yu Guihai suddenly understood. It turns out that Yunmiao Mountain still has this skill. If an outsider gets the token, he really won't be able to use it.

However, he then remembered the token that the Dasheng royal family cut off. It was obviously impossible for the royal family not to know that the token needed to be tested for bloodline, so they must have a way to not be afraid of bloodline testing.

This method is not difficult, especially for a force like the Dasheng Royal Family that already has a certain relationship in Yunmiao Mountain. As long as the insiders reach a tacit understanding, everything will be easy.

Of course, he is not afraid of blood tests, as he has authentic Lu family blood.

Yu Guihai stretched out his hand as he was told, and Zhenren Wu put the token on his palm. When his palm hurt, a stream of blood essence was sucked away by the token.

A faint red light immediately appeared on the token.

"The bloodline matches. Very good. You passed. Just wait here."

Wu Zhenren showed a satisfied smile on his face and said to Yu Guihai kindly.

"Thank you, Masato!"

Yu Guihai was excited. Then he stood next to Wu Zhenren, calmly accepting the envious and jealous looks from the audience.

"You guys start."

Then, Master Wu signaled, and the two followers behind him walked out.

One of the two followers was a short, fat man with a white face and no beard, and the other was a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

Yu Guihai could sense that both of them were at the eighth level of Qi refining stage. The short fat man looks like a middle-aged man, but his qualifications are average. The handsome young man is only in his early twenties. With such cultivation, he can crush the people of the same age in the audience.

The two walked to the side of the high platform and conjured some instruments out of thin air.

Some people in the audience suddenly exclaimed, having never seen such immortal methods before.

Yu Guihai immediately saw that the other party was not using any immortal method, but just a talisman for holding things.

However, the talisman for holding things is not a great thing to him, but it is really something that other secular monks have not seen much, let alone own.

The main thing is that this thing is rare. It takes chance to get it. If you have money, there is no place to buy it. Just like Wu Jian, he is a poor boy, but he also has a lucky charm. But a group of powerful children from aristocratic families don’t have any talismans.

Yu Guihai stretched his head and took a look. The most important items should be two.

One of them is a white jade disk with a radius of half a meter. The disk is engraved with extremely mysterious and complex runes. There is a bronze base below, and an unknown white light emits from the base, illuminating the white jade disc translucently.

The second item was a large brass basin, which seemed to contain something. Yu Guihai felt that this thing was similar to the family's ancestral spirit weapon that tested the purity of blood.

The two attendants each took one side, the short fat man stood next to the big brass basin, and the handsome young man stood next to the white jade disk.

At this time, the short fat man said loudly: "There are two types of assessments. One is to test the aptitude for cultivating immortals, over there. The other is to test the bloodline, come to me."

Yu Guihai was stunned after hearing this. Test his qualifications and bloodline? What's the meaning?

Although he didn't know much about it, he felt that he should be the one to determine his aptitude. After all, he was young and had a high level of cultivation, so he didn't have to worry about anything else.

The people around them began to stand in separate lines. Most of the people on the side where the bloodline was tested were older people with lower cultivation levels, while those on the side where the aptitude test was on were all people with higher levels of cultivation but younger people.

Yu Guihai understood at this time that those old men with low qualifications seemed to have a real chance of being accepted as disciples.

I just don’t know if the so-called bloodline is the same as the bloodline I tested?

Everyone lined up quickly, and they were all people with status. The palace master and the immortal master were watching from above, so there was no crowd to jump in the queue.

Yu Guihai saw Wu Jian standing in the qualification testing team and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Thinking about it, he had mixed feelings in his heart. After all, he originally had a Yunmiao Mountain token in his hand.

However, Yu Guihai understood at this time that the token Wu Jian was of no use.

The token was passed down by Wu Jian's master, not his father, so there must be no blood connection, and he obviously cannot bypass the blood test like the Dasheng royal family. So it’s better to sell it.

The assessment began soon. The first person in the bloodline assessment was a thin old man with gray hair.

The old man's cultivation level was only at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage. He walked up to the general platform with flying steps. He was very excited to see his eyes shining, and he seemed to be very sure that he would be selected.

Yu Guihai was speechless. Thinking of Fan Jin's passing, he couldn't help complaining: "If this person passes, he won't lose his mind and go crazy."

After taking the stage, the short fat man glanced at the old man and said loudly: "Cut your wrists and spread the blood into the blood basin!"

The old man seemed to be familiar with the road, and he cupped his hand towards the short fat man, then walked to the big brass basin, stretched out one hand, and took out a sharp knife with the other hand and slashed his wrist, causing a large amount of blood to flow out. Spray into brass basin.

This old man was quite ruthless, and his heart trembled when he saw it.

The large brass basin was half filled with pitch-black liquid. When blood fell into it, it melted quickly, but there was no response.

The short fat man said loudly: "Failure, next one."

"Impossible, impossible. I have sacrificed to the ancestors, and my bloodline should be enough!" The old man shouted unwillingly, squeezing his arms hard, trying to squeeze more blood into the basin.

"You bastard, you're still not going down." Next to him, the steward of the palace master's palace scolded him, and then two captains stepped forward and dragged the old man down.

The second person hurriedly came up for the same examination, but soon resigned in disappointment.