The selection of disciples is divided into two stages. For the first time, each sect selects five students first. In order to show fairness, each school can only select two disciples at most. In this way, all potential disciples can be selected by the first few disciples. The first selected Qingsong school naturally took the lead in selecting the tiger with the only blue talent level, plus two children with green talent level and two children with yellow talent level.

When they chose Xiao Hu, the faces of the other three sects of the four sects were not good-looking. Obviously, they never got the students with the talent level of cyan. However, the cultivation of Taoist Qingsong was placed there, and no one dared to say anything. Besides, the selection method was agreed by all the big schools, and the selection order was determined by annual competition, so no one had any What's the objection.

All the four sects have selected suitable disciples, but the others are not so lucky. The speed of selection is very fast, because many sect elders have already determined their target disciples and estimated the probability of which people they can choose. Therefore, they have no hesitation in choosing. Even so, there are still some white bearded Taoist masters who carefully touch the muscles and bones of each disciple before deciding whether to take them. These children are like the goods in the market, and they are free to choose. However, every selected product has no complaints. On the contrary, they are very happy.

Because the red talent level has the largest number of disciples, there is no limit on the number of students to be selected. In the end, Muyu finds a very embarrassing phenomenon. After a round of selecting disciples, none of them with grey talent has been selected!

Muyu knew that according to this selection method, even in the second round, their disciples with grey talent level could not be selected, even in the end. So what kind of treatment will the grey talent disciples have? Can it be sent back directly?

If he was sent back, Muyu didn't even dare to imagine the disappointment of village head Lao bu. Although he didn't want to build any immortals, he came out on behalf of Liushui village. If he was not selected, he would not be able to raise his head when he went out later.

After the second round of selection, all the disciples have been selected, leaving only 30 or more students with grey talent level left. These children have already known what situation they are in now. Everyone's expression is very depressed, and some children even secretly wipe their tears. Remembering how happy the family was when they were tested to have the potential of cultivation, the seven great aunts and eight aunts all rushed to see them off first. However, it ended up with such a gap that even an adult could not bear, let alone their innocent children.

Even the last name of the falling dust sect didn't choose them. Mu Yu didn't know which immortal masters were from the falling dust sect. However, the disciples they selected must be at the level of red talent, and even the third class schools didn't want them. We can imagine how important talent is in the cultivation of immortals.

Each school has already left with the new disciples they have chosen. There are only a group of hanging tail children who don't want to be left. All the hope left in everyone's heart is dashed. Many children cry bitterly. Mu Yu sighs in his heart to comfort others when he sees a little girl crying badly, But on second thought, what qualification do you have to comfort others?

When the immortal Masters had almost gone, the white haired deacon slowly came over and took a look at the children who were not wanted. He also shook his head helplessly and said, "don't cry, everyone. There are cruel rules in the cultivation world. Talent decides everything. Don't be sad. Now there are two ways for you. One is to go home directly, to be a mortal at ease, to live a quiet life, to get married, to have children, or to get fame, so that you can achieve something in the future. The other is to stay in the school and become a backup disciple here. "

"What is a backup disciple?" Some children asked sobbing.

There was something strange in Xun Deacon's eyes, but it soon disappeared. He squeezed out a smile: "the spare disciples are staying in the school. Although you are less talented, you are not lack of the ability to cultivate and progress slowly. However, as long as you practice hard, you may be favored by the immortal masters of those sects."

When the other children heard that they could stay and be selected by the sect, they stopped crying. As long as there was a chance, no one was willing to leave and would rather fight for it. But mu Yu's thought is not so simple. He knows that this standby disciple will not be so easy, at least he has to pay some price.

Looking for deacon continued: "you stay in the school and work for the school. If there are disciples from other sects coming here, you must be easy to receive. Then when you grow up, you need to go to various villages and towns to look for children who have reached the age of 12 years old every year. After that, they will be rewarded with the spirit stone. Spirit stone is the currency of the cultivation world, and it is also used for cultivation. You will know in the future. Now you can make your own choice, whether to leave or to stay. "

Many children are scrambling to say that they want to stay, no one is willing to leave with regret, in case there is a real hope of becoming an immortal teacher in the future? Only Muyu didn't make any statement. He understood what the standby disciple was. He must be the servant of the school, which was specially used by other sects. But mu Yu doesn't want to go, and he doesn't want to see the disappointed look of the village head.Looking for the Deacon had expected that no child would choose to leave, so he did not explain anything, just said: "since everyone chooses to stay, then follow me! I'll arrange accommodation for you first, and I'll arrange daily tasks for you from tomorrow. "

Everyone took the initiative to follow the Deacon. Everyone no longer cried, or happily or firmly walked. Only Muyu sighed. He walked slowly and deliberately fell to the last. Then he looked back at the gray stone, the stone head that determined his fate. At the moment, he still stayed there quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with it, It's just a tool, but it determines the future of so many people. Muyu couldn't help thinking, what would happen if he just let the warm current control himself? He has a premonition that he knows that his talent level is definitely not gray, and that he will have his own color, but what will it be?

Muyu wants to test it again, but he doesn't have the chance now. He plans to see if he can sneak back at night. Even if the situation just happened in the evening, no one will care?

Muyu took his eyes back, but just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a man beside the gray stone. He was a simple old man with white hair and white beard. He had an indescribable breath on his body, just like the old man in the mountain village, but he had more immortality.

The old man stared around the stone, and suddenly his eyes looked at Mu Yu. It seemed that he was puzzled and puzzled in those wise eyes. He seemed to be asking Mu Yu. In the moment of looking at him, Muyu felt as if he had been seen through by the other party, and all the secrets in his heart would be exposed. Mu Yu is startled, quickly turn head, no longer go to see him, in the heart pray he does not discover what just good. He quickened his pace to catch up with the man ahead.

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