Qixia Mountain is located in Qixia County, Guanzhou. It stretches for hundreds of miles. The mountains are majestic and the scenery is spectacular. It is a scenic spot. The head of the Qixia Sect, a gang that is one of the best in Guanzhou and is located here.

Today is the day when the Qixia Sect recruits disciples to the public once every five years. On this day, the Qixia Sect's resident was extremely lively at the foot of the mountain. There were 2,000 children of suitable age gathered here, standing in a large area, waiting for the Qixia Sect to choose.

These boys come from all over the world, including men and women, and they don’t know each other and have different family backgrounds. Most of them are children from poor families, but there are also some children from rich families. Jiang Qi is standing among these two thousand boys at this moment, showing that he is so insignificant.

Five days ago, Han Chuan sent him here and left, saying that he would come to see him after the selection results came out. Now Jiang Qi was standing here and suddenly missed homesickness, but this idea was quickly diluted by the disciples who were about to begin. Now he had only one thought in his mind, that is, to do his best to show off, be selected by the Qixia Sect, become a formal Qixia Sect disciple, and live up to the expectations of his family and third cousin.

These days, by listening to some people's conversations, Jiang Qi has also known that there were more than 2,000 children of the age who came to Qixia Mountain to participate in the selection. Only thirty people were able to become formal disciples of the Qixia Sect, and basically only one of the seventy people could be selected. The elimination rate was so large that Jiang Qi was uneasy, wondering whether he could become the lucky one among these thirty people.

In addition to these thirty formal disciples, there are also 70 registered disciples. Although the treatment of registered disciples is much worse than that of formal disciples, this is also a rare opportunity to enter the Qixia Sect, and it is also the goal that the boys in the field are eagerly expected. However, even if these 70 registered disciples are added, the selection ratio has reached 20 to 1, and it is still very difficult to be selected in the end.

Seeing that time was approaching, a group of people came from the bottom of the mountain. In the middle was a middle-aged man with a high temple protruding with his eyes shining. Seeing him coming, the disciples of Qixia Sect who maintained order in the field all raised their chests and looked solemn.

The middle-aged man was named Zheng Weibao. He was the deputy head of Qixia Sect and the head of the Execution Hall. Today, he personally presided over the selection of disciples of Qixia Sect. Beside him, there were two or three elders in the sect, and the others were core disciples in the sect. The core disciples in these sects were all wearing bright blue and gold-edged disciples, which was obviously different from the third-class disciples in the sect who maintained order in the field.

Zheng Weibao walked into the scene without saying much nonsense, and soon began to select today's disciples. The first item this disciple chose was "feeling bones".

Qixia Sect is a martial arts gang in the martial arts world. The first thing that is important for disciples in the sect is martial arts. The first thing that is important for disciples in the sect is the root bone, which is the qualification to practice martial arts. The quality of the root bones directly affects the level of achievements in martial arts practice in the future, so it is the most important thing for disciples in the sect to choose.

At that moment, the boys in the field lined up and walked forward one by one to undergo the bone-touching test. Zheng Weibao's pair of big palms went down from the boy's head and touched the soles of his feet. It didn't take long, but it only took dozens of breaths, and the fate of a boy was decided like this.

As the boys walked over to take the test, from Zheng Weibao, nouns such as "poor", "medium", "highest", and occasionally "excellent". The number of times "poor" was reported was the most, accounting for more than 70 to 80% of the boys in the field. There were also many times "medium" was reported, and there were very few times "excellent" were reported, and there were even fewer "excellent". Now hundreds of boys have already touched their bones, but the number of times "excellent" was reported from Zheng Weibao was only two times.

The boy who was reported as "subject" was taken away after the test and was waiting to be sent back to their respective homes. The boy who was reported as "medium", "high-end" and "excellent" were still on the court. Jiang Qi also realized that the boy who was reported as "subject" was directly eliminated, and the rest had the opportunity to conduct the next test.

As the boys lined up in front gradually decreased, Jiang Qi's heart became more and more nervous. He did not want to be sent home by being reported as a "committee". As for the standard of touching the bones in front of him, he looked at it for a long time but still couldn't see a trick. He didn't know what kind of thing is good and what bad is bad, so he could only keep praying secretly.

"Bad!" From Zheng Weibao's mouth, he spitted out such a word coldly and expressionlessly, which made the boy in front of him immediately open his mouth and burst into tears. He wanted to stay there and not leave, but the Qixia Sect disciple next to him pulled him out without mercy and left.

Jiang Qi looked at the boy who was pulled away in front of him with sympathy. This was already a dozen "bad" in front of him. Now it was his turn, and I don't know what the result would be.

"It's your turn!" Zheng Weibao looked at the distracted boy in front of him impatiently. No wonder he was impatient. Although it won't take long to touch the bones, he was unwilling to deal with others after touching the bones of more than 2,000 children in the field. This was also a very hard work.

Hearing the shout, Jiang Qi suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly walked forward a few steps, and came to Zheng Weibao. Zheng Weibao didn't say much. When Jiang Qi approached, he pressed his big palms down, starting from Jiang Qi's head, touching the skull, and then touching the shoulder bones, then the hand bones, sternum, back bones, and all the leg bones.

Although the entire bone-touching process was just a sudden incident, Jiang Qi felt as if a few years had passed. When Zheng Weibao finished touching and was about to report the result, Jiang Qi's heart was so pounding that it was almost about to burst out of his throat.

"Medium!" From Zheng Weibao's mouth, he said such a word coldly.

"Oh!" Hearing the result, Jiang Qi couldn't help but jump up. He knew that as long as he didn't report the "objection", he would have passed the bone touching item.

"No prospect!" Seeing that Jiang Qi was just a mediocre person, he was so happy. Zheng Weibao couldn't help but scold him in a low voice, and he didn't care about him anymore, and then went to touch the bones of the next person.

Jiang Qi didn't think so. In his opinion, as long as he passed the bone touching level, he would make a big step forward in getting into the Qixia Sect. You must know that just touching the bone will eliminate most of the people.

After more than an hour, Zheng Weibao finally touched all the bones of the two thousand boys in the field. After that, there were only more than 300 boys left on the ground at the foot of the mountain.

Among the more than 300 boys who passed the level, ten were named "excellent". These ten lucky boys did not have to participate in the test in the next level, but passed the level directly and became disciples of the Qixia Sect, and were formal core disciples. Seeing a core disciple of the Qixia Sect take these ten people up the mountain, the remaining boys on the field showed envy.

The remaining boys in the field are now all middle-level and top-level boys. Among them, middle-level boys account for the vast majority, and only more than fifty people have top-level boys. The next level test is to select another twenty official core disciples and seventy registered disciples from these nearly three hundred boys.

Jiang Qi estimated that the twenty formal core disciples would probably still be selected from the boys who were of high quality, but he was not discouraged. As long as he could join the Qixia Sect, he would be satisfied even if he became a registered disciple. Although there are nearly 300 people in the field now and the elimination rate is still three to one, it is much better than before.

"The test of the second level now is a test of will and perseverance. The method is also very simple..." Zheng Weibao pointed to a rugged and steep mountain road at the foot of the mountain in front of him, and his voice was still cold and said: "From now on, as long as you can climb to the top of the mountain before the sun sets, you will pass the test and become my Qixia Sect disciples. Do you understand?"

I understood it all, but the three hundred boys in the field looked up at the towering and steep mountain in front of them, and couldn't help but take a breath. After more than an hour of bone-touching test, they stood for a whole morning and were so tired that their legs and feet were sore. Now they still had to climb such a steep and towering mountain. Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible. How can this be done? You know, they are all just children in their teens now.

"Uncle, uncle, can you give us some food and some water first?" A child finally boldly expressed the thoughts of all the children present. Even if the next climbing is inevitable, they should fill their stomachs first. They didn't eat much in the morning, and after the struggle in the morning, they are now hungry. The next climbing must be a physical job, and it is undoubtedly necessary to fill their stomachs first.

"Now there is no food or water to eat. When you climb up the mountain, you will naturally have food and water to drink. Since you want to join the Qixia Sect, practice martial arts, and make a name for yourself, are you afraid of this difficulty in front of you? You are not worthy of being a disciple of the Qixia Sect! If you don't want to climb, you won't force it. You can go to eat and drink water now, hum!" Zheng Weibao said fiercely.

The children were all stunned and had empty stomachs. How could they climb to the peak in front of them? But how could they be willing to give up and go home?

"What are you waiting for? The test has begun now!" Zheng Weibao shouted impatiently.
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