After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Xie Qingyun turned her head, her eyes moved from Ye Zhifan's heroic face to Lou Xingzhou's beautiful face, and she curled her lips and said:

"Fan'er and Zhou'er, who is your master, what do you think of this disciple being your junior brother?"

Lou Xingzhou wanted to say that he was not very good, but he had always been a considerate and well-educated disciple and could not do anything to disgrace his master in public, so he said quietly:

"Let Master make the decision!"

Ye Zhifan responded neither humble nor arrogantly:

"Master decides."

Yu Chiyu, who was standing behind the two, was a little jealous, but not resentful.

After all, the first two senior brothers were at least in the out-of-body realm, and so was Qin Ye.

And he is only in the Nascent Soul realm.

For a Nascent Soul monk to worship Qingluan Sword Master and become an inner disciple, it is already a piece of cake in the sky.

Even if he didn't see it, the two Dongxu monks from Baihuamen were eager to worship their master!

Xie Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, turned back with raised corners of his lips, and said:

"can."

With his fingertips slightly pulled back, Qin Ye, who was kneeling on the square, suddenly appeared on the high platform.

"Third senior brother Lou Xingzhou, fourth senior brother Ye Zhifan, from now on, you are Xiao Wu."

Qin Ye knelt down and kowtowed, "Disciple, thank you Master!"

Yu Chiyu took the opportunity to sneak into the camp and shouted with some flinch and pitifully:

"Chi Yu has met Senior Brother Qin!"

Qin Ye stood up and returned the greeting, "Junior brother Chi Yu."

Xie Qingyun interrupted the reminiscences between the brothers and said softly:

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

……

"No., Su Qianxue, fifth place in the competition."

"The reward is 60,000 high-grade spiritual stones, a manifesting herb, a bottle of frost elixir, three barrier-breaking elixirs, and a seventh-grade earth-level holy artifact called Yunlang Blue and White Silk."

The first digit in the examination number is the sect number, and the second and third digits are the area number under the sect's jurisdiction.

There are the fewest participants in the out-of-body stage, with six test numbers, seven to eight Nascent Souls, nine to ten Golden Pills, and ten to eleven Foundation Establishments.

The final ranking is calculated based on weighted scores and is no longer divided into four categories.

Su Qianxue was also a monk in the out-of-body stage. Xie Qingyun twitched her lips when she caught a glimpse of the envious and jealous looks from the people around her.

She just likes these smart people in the upper echelons of the Immortal Cultivation World. They don't have the aura of wisdom. No matter how good the relationship is, the interests of the sect must be fought over in serious situations.

After all, disciples are the future of the sect!

Xie Qingyun is not good at eating alone, and the biographies she receives are all protagonists.

Moreover, Su Xiaoyou wanted to become her teacher out of admiration and herd mentality, so she initially kept her eyes on the Divine Intention Sect.

For the sake of Su Xiaoyou's safety, Xie Qingyun recommended Su Qianxue to Master Lexian.

He was rewarded with a jade seal and a heaven-level spiritual weapon, which was a way to soothe the little fan's hurt heart.

"Thank you, Lord Sword Master!"

After joining the sect of her choice and receiving a treasure personally given by her idol, Su Qianxue's eyes were filled with excitement.

What a pretty lady!

Xie Qingyun's denial of Su Qianxue's behavior of worshiping his disciples not only failed to dampen the enthusiasm of the disciples, but instead pushed the conference to a climax.

Look, look, how approachable and powerful it is?

One after another, they shouted:

"I would like to worship Qingluan Sword Master as my master!"

It is obviously the disciple recruitment conference of the "top five hundred sects in the entire immortal world", with the nine major immortal sects as the main ones, the thirty-seven major sects as the supplement, the ninety-two sects checking for leaks and filling the vacancies, and more than 300 forces as reinforcements. Qingluan Sword Master's personal field.

At first, the representatives of each sect were grinding their teeth.

Later, the representatives became numb.

If it weren't for their mission, they would all want to follow the disciple and shout:

"I would like to worship Qingluan Sword Master as my master!"

Thinking of the background and setting of the seventh main line, Xie Qingyun rejected all the disciples who were in the out-of-body stage and picked among the Nascent Soul and Golden Pill.

"No., Li Hanxing, 19th in the competition..."

"Wish to worship..."

Yuanying monk, the second senior brother with a majestic spirit and deep heart, not bad!

"Invite the inner gate of Yue Peak!"

……

"No., Chu Yuliang, 23rd in the competition..."

"Wish to worship..."

Golden elixir monk, the third senior brother who should have monsters hidden in his body, be sunny and cheerful, and have a crazy heart, not bad!

"Inner door!"

……

"No., Song Moyang, 29th in the competition..."

"Wish to worship..."

Golden elixir monk, the fourth brother of Black Heart Lotus with jade and gold features, not bad!

"Inner door!"

Jiang Weimian pretended to be Ling Yun and came over happily, teasing in a low voice:

"Uncle Junior, you are not here to recruit disciples, you are here to purchase goods, right?"

Immortal Wenhua and Lingjun Jing Huan on both sides nodded seriously.

Xie Qingyun glared at the young man, covered his lips, leaned back, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Didn't you always want me to take on a disciple? Aren't you happy now that you have so many good grandchildren? Well, my sleepless Daddy Jiang?"

"Ling Yun" shouted, "Happy, so happy!

By the way, dear Bao'er, you have any big plans to implement. Can you assign a role to your senior brother? "

Lou Xingzhou sat next to Xie Qingyun with an expressionless expression, and behind him stood the four extra inner disciples.

Ye Zhifan touched his forehead, and his junior brothers rushed to call him senior brother, which was strange.

He still likes to be alone, with a knife, and stay silently in the corner, creating his own world.

After the announcement of the thirty disciples, the remaining more than ninety thousand disciples were left to compete with representatives from each faction.

The scene was noisy, and Xie Qingyun happened to say to Jiang Weimian:

"Okay, how about asking about the role of the Tianzong leader?"

Jiang Weimian was a little annoyed, "Aren't you perfunctory with me? I am originally the leader of Jiang Wentian Sect!"

"That's different. What do you want to do then? I'll send you a short script. How about you just be my assistant on weekdays?"

"Oh, the child still can't live without me when he grows up!"

He held his forehead and sighed, so sad that Xie Qingyun felt goosebumps all over his body.

After picking two more Jindan disciples from the square, Xie Qingyun led everyone and disappeared from the Shenyi Gate.

The elder peak masters and even the deputy sect masters of various sects who came here in admiration and planned to force the talented young people in their families to be under the disciples of the monks in the Tribulation Stage, felt filled with regrets.

If I had known there would be such a good opportunity, I would have let my children participate in this ascension meeting!

What a pity, what a pity, the opportunity is gone forever!

The disciple recruitment conference will last for three to five days, and there are three million disciples participating. Even if they fail the examination, there are still many people who want them.

Those people were stranded in the core cities of each examination center, waiting to be taken away.

There are thirty continents in the upper immortal world, each of the nine immortal sects governs two to three continents, and there are thirteen states below the continent, with dozens of the most powerful sects and immortal dynasties in the states.

Those with lower rankings can still drink a few sips of soup if they can ride on the residual heat of the Immortal Society and brag about it because of their thick skin.

This is the case with the Divine Sword Sect. As one of the fifty strongest forces in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, it is not qualified to enter the inner circle of the Immortal Association.

However, they sent people to Twelve Flowers City in Baihuamen to wait to recruit the failed disciples.

Hmm, it looks like the little dog’s sect is not that good?

But looking down, there are countless immortal cultivating forces!