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"You are the 352nd person to come in. Sign your name here."

Under the guidance of the other party, Li Yan awkwardly picked up the brush and signed a crooked name.

The disciple of the Guiyuan Sect on the opposite side could not help but be silent, looking at Li Yan with strange eyes.

He just promised that this was the ugliest name he had ever seen, and there was no beauty at all.

Then, he was slapped in the face by reality.

"Are these words you wrote?"

The man was confused, with question marks all over his face.

"It is a word, and that teacher taught me so much."

Xing Hu answered with a face of certainty.

"Also, why don't you write with a brush, but with your hands."

"If you can't use a brush, it's more convenient to write with your hands."

While saying this, Xing Hu wiped his ink-stained fingers on his animal skin clothes.

The people around him couldn't help but frown.

But no one said anything strange.

Didn't you see the tall man and the big axe?

Yan Ling behind him held her forehead with one hand, looking like she didn't want to meet Xing Hu.

Finally, the names of the twelve people of Li Yan were all registered.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, there were still three members of the Li family who had not woken up, and they were written by others.

It must be said that among the Li family members who came together, Li Yan's handwriting was the ugliest, and even Yan Ling's handwriting was better than his.

You know, Yan Ling is a mountain dweller living in the Shiwan Mountains, and he has been literate for no more than a year.

These are all what Li Yan knew when he chatted with Yan Ling.

Moreover, Li Yan also knew that mountain dwellers generally rarely leave the Shiwan Mountains. What they need will be traded with the precious medicinal materials and various smoked exotic beast meats in the mountains and the merchants who come to the mountains.

As for why they came out, it is a sad and clichéd story.

Their tribe accidentally got a very precious herb, and the mountain dwellers also knew the goods, so they asked for a very high price. The merchants could not take out the corresponding value of the goods, so they said they would go back to collect enough goods to trade again.

Unexpectedly, when the merchant came back again, he brought killing.

A team of warriors led by an innate master directly slaughtered Yan Ling's tribe.

Yan Ling's tribe had nearly ten masters of the Yun Zang realm, and they were completely unable to resist.

So Yan Ling, who survived by chance, came to [Guiyuan Sect] with Xing Hu, who also survived by accident, to seek the power of revenge.

At that time, Li Yan was stunned when he heard that a mountain tribe with only a few thousand people had nearly ten masters of the Yun Zang realm, which was twice the population of Linshan City with nearly 200,000 people.

He hurriedly asked them if there was any special secret medicine there, so that so many masters were born.

Then, Li Yan got an answer that made him envious and jealous.

There was no special secret medicine, only endless exotic beast meat and precious medicinal materials that could be seen everywhere.

With the accumulation of these resources, as long as the qualifications are good, it is difficult not to have a high level of cultivation.

It must be said that the resources in the Ten Thousand Mountains are really rich.

However, only mountain dwellers who have lived in the Shiwan Mountains for more than a dozen lifetimes can adapt.

Even if other people want to go into the Shiwan Mountains to pan for gold, they can't hold on for long. They either die in the Shiwan Mountains or can't stand the environment of the Shiwan Mountains and retreat.

After knowing this news, Li Yan gave up the idea of ​​recalling the [Mangshan Clone].

Instead, he prepared to let the [Mangshan Clone] gradually move deeper into the Shiwan Mountains.

Because the strange beasts in Mangshan can no longer satisfy Li Yan's appetite.

In addition, the conflicts between the Zhao family and other families have led to the blockade of Mangshan in name only, and many independent people have begun to hunt in Mangshan openly.

If this goes on, Li Yan's secret cave will be exposed sooner or later, so it's better to leave here and find a place with richer resources.

Just as Li Yan was thinking about the future development path of the [Mangshan Clone], the second assessment began.

Test personal qualifications.

A crystal ball the size of a human head was pushed out by four blue-clothed [Guiyuan Sect] disciples.

The person who presided over this qualification test was an old man in black.

"I am the elder of this sect. Today I will test your qualifications."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"This, elder of the transmission of skills, a congenital master?"

"No way, no way, I can actually see the legendary congenital master."

"My ancestor is also a congenital master, but I have never had the chance to see him. I didn't expect to see a congenital master here."

In other words, there are no mobile phones in this world, otherwise, I am afraid that the flash will illuminate this place as day.

"Huh? Silence."

Seeing that everyone was so noisy, the elder of the transmission of skills frowned, and then shouted.

A visible wave spread out from his mouth to the surroundings.

Every time he swept past a person, the person's body shook and his mouth immediately avoided.

Li Yan was still a little curious, what kind of method was this, and it was so effective.

Then, he tasted it.

The word "silence" was like the sound of a huge bell, shaking the eardrums and making people deaf for a moment, and then they recovered.

However, after such an experience, naturally there was no desire to speak.

So, the scene suddenly became quiet and only the sound of frogs and insects flapping their wings could be heard.

"Very good, now I call the name, come up and test your qualifications."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission was very satisfied with the current atmosphere, and his eyebrows relaxed.

"Zhuge Yidao."

As the elder who was in charge of the art of transmission said the name, a man in linen clothes walked out of the crowd and came to the crystal ball.

"It's him."

Li Yan whispered softly.

"Do you know him?"

Yan Ling, who was beside him, obviously had good hearing and heard Li Yan's whisper.

"Not really, I just met him once."

The bright eyes appeared in front of Li Yan.

"Zhuge Yidao, put your right hand on the gifted crystal ball."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission ordered.

Zhuge Yidao did as he was told, and after a breath, a red light emerged, which was extremely eye-catching under the dim torch.

After three breaths, the brightness of the red light no longer increased, but stabilized in a dynamic balance.

"Your aptitude is average, you can go to the back and choose an empty room to rest and wait for the final result."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission had a hint of joy on his face, and his voice was softer than before.

After Zhuge Yidao thanked him, he walked back.

"Next, Huang Tianci."

As more and more people went up to take the test, everyone understood the classification of this talent.

Obviously, [Guiyuan Sect] classifies a person's talent according to the brightness of the red light displayed by this [Talent Crystal Ball].

The talent level should be from bottom to top, low-low, low-middle, low-up, middle-low, middle-middle, middle-up, upper-low, upper-middle, and upper-up.

However, so far, the best talent is still Zhuge Yidao, the first test, with upper-middle talent.

And the worst one is low-up talent, but there is no low-low or low-middle talent.

People who have good talents are naturally grinning, and a little reserved smile is often on their faces.

Those who have not detected good talents are all gloomy, and those with poor psychological endurance are bitter on the spot.

Then, frightened by the elder's eyes, dare not cry anymore.

"Li Yan."

Being called by his name suddenly made Li Yan feel like he was called by his teacher before, which scared him.

However, he quickly calmed down, took a few steps forward, and came to the [Talent Crystal Ball].

Like the person in front of him, he also put his hand on it.

A red light emerged, and the red light gradually became stronger, and finally stopped growing.

"Medium talent."

"Huh", Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this news.

It's good that it's not the worst.

"Medium is not bad."

Li Yan thought so in his heart.

Then this idea, just after it went down, was made unconfident by the people behind.

"Xing Hu, top-top talent."

"Yan Ling, upper-middle talent."

"Li Huayue, upper-low talent."

Li Yan was simply stunned. Three upper-level talents appeared in succession, and even the top-level upper-high talent appeared.

Not only Li Yan was stunned, but others also looked stunned.

Then he reacted and wanted to swear to express his emotions, but after glancing at the elder who passed on the skills, he immediately covered his mouth.

To say that Li Yan and other bystanders felt sour.

The elder who was teaching the skills smiled so much that his face was about to burst into flowers.

"Okay, okay, okay, God bless my Guiyuan Sect."

After saying that, he asked one of the blue-clothed disciples to take a few people to the back to rest.

Li Yan naturally followed.

He got a room with a good location.

"Let's take a nap first, tomorrow will probably be the last assessment."

With this thought in mind, Li Yan fell asleep.