Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 325 The Little Evil Cultivator's Difficulties

Xiahou Jie just felt that his whole body was not good.

Pingyang Prefecture was no longer under his control.

He couldn't afford to offend any of the culprits, the Mo family and the fifth floor.

He suppressed his anger and looked at the ten elders who came, his face was uncertain.

He called them here not to get angry, but to discuss things.

There was another thing that had to be solved at the moment.

After sorting out his thoughts, Xiahou Jie sighed for a while before slowly speaking.

"Do you think the opening ceremony tomorrow will still be held?"

When he thought about how this situation came about, he was so angry that his teeth itched.

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"Lu Renbing!"

"What's the point of opening it? If there are not many people tomorrow, it will be a disgrace to the Luoxing Sect if it gets out."

When leaving the government office, Du Nanyuan showed a trace of worry.

The next day, Han Yu was itching.

The sects of the monks all like to hold some disciple-recruiting ceremonies. He has only seen two of them, one for the Xingchen Sect and one for Young Master Lin.

Han Yu did not leave, but stood there with a smile.

Another monk from the Luoxing Sect who was writing the story asked.

"Why did you join the Luoxing Sect?"

He seemed a little unbelievable, and then asked in a trembling voice.

When he asked this question, Xiahou Jie felt uncomfortable.

"You are in the wrong line, line up again, the mortals are over there."

This directly led to the Luoxing Sect falling into a dilemma.

The monk in charge of recording twitched his mouth. Is the evil sect playing so fancy? Can enemies be brothers? "Next!"

Even the reputation of this so-called second-rate sect seemed to him to be very exaggerated.

...

Because more evil monks came this year, an extra table was set up at the assessment site.

"The sect master has taken a fancy to me and wants to take my essence... He is a man, ah yes! I am from the same sect as the buddy of the last one."

The monk's hand suddenly trembled, he looked up and looked at Han Yu again, and tremblingly turned the book and pushed it forward.

Xiahou Jie's face was tangled, and he sighed in a clamor, "Let's hold it as usual tomorrow!"

The monk looked at him suspiciously, and he could not detect the fluctuation of the other party's true essence, but looking at the other party's expression, it didn't seem like a joke.

He felt that what the elder said at the end was right. This matter has been publicized. If it is not held tomorrow, it will really lose all face in the future.

If this was in the past, it would still be a problem? But now...

This is all exciting material!

"Oh! I am the good brother mentioned by the last one."

"Han Yu."

When it was his turn, the monk looked up and glanced at him, and pointed to the stall next door inexplicably.

A monk in charge of registration set up a table at the spirit testing column. All those with four spiritual roots or more were registered and could report to the sect tomorrow.

"Didn't I tell you that the mortal is over there!"

Anyway, none of the elders of the sect were too lazy to show up today, which was evident.

Some elders also expressed different opinions at the time.

"Spiritual roots and cultivation?"

It is not unreasonable to say that the Luoxing Sect can gather so many disciples. The only place for assessment here is an open space in the middle. One by one, mortals went forward to touch the spirit testing column. As long as they were not trash, they could enter.

The monk couldn't help but feel a little impatient. It was already annoying to listen to the various difficulties of these little evil cultivators, and then there was such an ignorant one.

He was worried about that old ghost Xiahou Jie. If something went wrong and the Luoxing Sect was destroyed by the pharmacist named Han today, wouldn't Che Dapao think that he was the one who started the fire?

It should be the same name, it should be the same name...

"Son of a bitch..."

"The sect hasn't issued training allowances for a long time, and life is almost unbearable."

Although he could foresee what kind of embarrassing scene tomorrow would be, he had to bite the bullet and continue now.

Compared to those who touched the pillars, Han Yu was more interested in this side. The reasons for these little evil cultivators to join the sect were varied, and there was no repetition.

Other assessments such as character, five senses, character, talent, etc. were all skipped, and the main focus was on a wide-ranging layout.

Everyone talked about it, each with their own reasons.

No wonder the entire sect was in a mess. It was so difficult to choose a few decent disciples.

"Why did you come to Luoxing Sect?"

From the perspective of weighing the pros and cons, even if it was a bit embarrassing, it could be picked up later. If it was closed, who would be willing to come to Luoxing Sect in the future.

"Name?"

Han Yu smiled and picked up the pen and slowly wrote the name. Before he put the pen down, the cultivator's face changed obviously.

These cultivators naturally don't need to be assessed again, but the procedure should be followed.

Leave Pingyang City and head north for thirty miles.

"Isn't that the same as the mountain bandits!"

Some people think it shouldn't be held, while others think it should be held.

However, in sharp contrast, there are very few participants. After yesterday's commotion, the group of people in Pingyang City can no longer be counted on. Those who can come here today are either civilians or cultivators who have nowhere else to go or have not had time to come to the city and know nothing about it.

"Name?"

"Han... which Yu, please write it down."

It's a pity that no sect wants me. It is said that apart from the founding ceremony of a sect, the rest of the stories are the sect competition.

Both sides are face, one is embarrassed, the other is simply lost.

Han Yu was in a playful mood, holding the table and leaning over to speak, "I am also a cultivator."

A large group of Luoxing Sect cultivators were standing on both sides, looking magnificent.

"Because I was tired of fighting with the enemy sect, I and a good brother from the enemy sect decided to come here to seek refuge."

Such reasons made Han Yu laugh and cry, and he almost laughed to tears.

Under the Gap Tooth Peak.

No wonder Master Lin was looking forward to joining the sect. His famous saying is that the best brothers and the most beautiful wives are there. After all kinds of people stand out, the wheels of history begin to roll...

Although there are also hundreds of them, compared with the huge crowds in previous years...

Another elder shook his head. In this situation, what else can be done? It is better to open the mountain gate directly and let those who are interested come in and seek refuge.

"Because the leader was captured by someone to collect essence, the life of the evil sect makes me feel insecure."

"You...what do you want to do in the Falling Star Sect?"

When he came back from Pingyang City, he saw that the group of people who came here for the reputation had all run away. If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow's opening ceremony will definitely be an extremely embarrassing scene. If you are lucky, some people will come, but if you are unlucky, I am afraid that there will be no one.

Anyway, Han Yu has seen outrageous things, but he has never seen such an outrageous thing. Although the Xingchen Sect in the southern border is nothing in the eyes of any small sect in the northern border, it at least goes through the formalities. This Falling Star Sect is really simple and crude.

"Let's open it...at most it will lose face. If we don't open it, if it really gets out, others may say that we are scared by Pingyang Mansion and dare not open the mountain to accept disciples. This face is completely lost."

After saying that, he prepared to deal with the next one.

"Four spiritual roots, Divine Bridge Realm."

Han Yu's reputation was given by the corpse refining lineage. Who in the cultivator world has not heard of it? Moreover, every major event that has occurred in the past few months is related to him.

"I am here to deliver elixirs to your sect master."

Just as the voice fell, the cultivator suddenly stepped on the sword and fled towards the top of the mountain with a whoosh.

It was indeed this evil god...