There are two testing rooms in Qinglong gate. Each time, there are two cultivators, one male and one female. Outside the testing room, there is a table.

The disciples of Qinglong sect are sitting here. Obviously, as long as there are practitioners who have passed the examination, they can leave their names on their manuals and become a member of Qinglong sect.

As the first cultivator entered the test room, everyone looked expectantly.

From each other's assessment results, they can roughly judge their own achievements.

"There are so many cultivators here. There are only two testing rooms in total. I don't know when it will be our turn."

"Yes, maybe we won't be able to make it today. We can't make it until tomorrow."

However, just as people were talking about it, suddenly, the door of the first test room opened, and a cultivator came out in disgrace.

Then, people saw that there were two big words on the top of the test room - wait!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, the first cultivator was eliminated.

"If you fail to pass the examination, please walk slowly." The disciple of Qinglong gate at the gate spoke quietly, as if he was not surprised by the result, "next one!"

After hearing the result, the man can only leave sadly. Many practitioners want to take the opportunity to ask what kind of assessment is in it, but the man obviously has no intention to say more, just left quickly and despondently.

Just after the man's result came out, the woman also came out of the house.

However, the next second, people saw two clear big characters in the room.

Wait!

"Unqualified, next!"

The woman looks dispirited. Looking at the closed door, she seems unwilling or helpless.

"Unqualified!"

"Unqualified! Next! "

One by one unqualified voice sounded, which gradually extinguished the full enthusiasm of the practitioners present.

I thought it was a very simple assessment, but I never thought it would be difficult.

"It's the sixth one. I haven't seen a qualified one yet. It seems that the assessment is not easy."

Ao Lingxiao frowned slightly. He used to stay in the Ao family. He didn't know much about the selection in these cities.

However, today, after seeing this situation, he realized that the demands of these forces to recruit cultivators were also very high.

"It's no surprise that these cultivators have different influences." Mo yunjue slowly makes a sound, but he notices that some of them are in their thirties, but their accomplishments are only cultivators in xingmangjing.

The same cultivation, but so much older, this talent can be imagined.

"Medium talent, qualified!"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, attracting the eyes of all.

Everyone looked up and saw a young man standing at the table with a smile on his face, recording his name excitedly.

As you can see, everyone's faces are full of envy.

This is the first disciple who successfully passed the examination!

Once they join the Qinglong sect, their future cultivation path will be much easier than those who fail!

"This is your identity token. Take it to the other side to sit and rest, and take you in after the assessment."

"Thank you, elder martial brother."

The man took the token, and then went to rest in the envious eyes of the people.