Kunlun Mountain, Xipo River.

The morning light shines on the river surface, with golden light coming out. The breeze blows, and the flowers, fruits and branches on both sides shake gently, and the faint fragrance overflows.

Jing Hua stood by the lake with his hands behind his back, facing nearly twenty foundation-building monks, and talked about the explanation and assessment rules.

"...... Dear fellow students, I have mentioned just now that when the Xipohe trial, the disciples who run for election are not allowed to use talismans, talismans or magical instruments. Anyone who violates the rules will immediately lose the qualification to be selected..."

Several fellow disciples looked at each other and couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother Jing, if you ask them to capture a turn of monsters, you must be alive. Without talismans and talismans, how can disciples deal with monsters?"

Jing Hua nodded and said, "I have told my new disciples just now that they can fight alone or hunt in groups. In fact, this round of competition is cooperation. A single monk cannot catch monsters, but it is much easier to cooperate with several people. Those who are evaluating disciples, please focus on observing their performance in the team. Good at scheduling, good at communication, honest and willing to work hard in the team, and outstanding strength are all the talents needed by our sect. On the other hand, cultivators who are afraid of difficulties and are good at calculating, or who like to provoke right and wrong and keep people from thousands of miles away, this sect respects and thanks Bumin..."

A senior brother asked, "If someone is talented and powerful in combat, does not join any team, and catches monsters by just relying on himself, how can he evaluate their pros and cons?"

Jing Hua smiled and said, "How can such a genius disciple be able to recommend it out? If any disciple can complete it alone, you can give priority to admission..."

Another senior sister asked: "Jinghua, based on average combat power, the first-turn monsters are actually stronger than the spirit-gathering disciples. They do not use talismans or talismans. Isn't it a dead end to encounter monsters with slightly higher cultivation?"

"Well, I asked them to leave a package and carry it with them, just in case. When you encounter danger, the disciples who run for election will never die with their eyes open. This is one of the traps set in the assessment. If a disciple uses talismans, talismans and other uniform monsters to pretend to be fake and count, and immediately cancel the qualification to join the sect. If it is just a danger and temporary emergency, they are allowed to try again. If necessary, all the fellow disciples can also rescue them. They come to Kunlun Mountain without any effort, and we must try our best to ensure safety..."

As he said that, Jing Hua turned to his left and pointed to the west.

"...... With the 'Black Stone Ridge' as the boundary, there are very few high-level monsters near the Xipo River. I have repeatedly warned that as long as you do not cross the 'Black Stone Ridge', there should be no special danger."

"Junior Brother Jing, their cultivation is limited after all. If no one can catch a living monster, what should we choose?"

Jing Hua nodded and said, "This is possible...so from the beginning, I did not mention the results of the outcome. If no one caught the monster, then every performance of the disciples in the election, and whether they can persevere in the entire process and persist in trying until the end of the month, are the keys to our evaluation. If necessary, you can record the words and deeds of the disciples in the election at any time as the basis for their subsequent judgment."

My fellow disciples looked at each other and felt that the method was a bit harsh and could barely pass. Testing spirit-gathering disciples with a turn of monster beasts is a common form of assessment in the sect. However, newcomers are prohibited from using talismans and talismans, and only evaluate their performance in the team, which seems to be unique.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters stopped asking, Jing Hua added: "Senior brothers and sisters, I have warned my disciples the day before yesterday that it is strictly forbidden to snatch monsters from others. If there is any violation, expel them from the mountain immediately. If you have no questions, please take your place and lead the elected disciples to the venue."

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Ask Daofeng, "Lizong Academy".

The blue smoke curled up in the main hall and the sandalwood fragrance was elegant. The two monks sat and stood there, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar with long faces and thick eyebrows, and the elder Lehe in the courtyard was standing.

"Lehe, do you think you want to recommend Jing Hua? He has only been in the art for ten years. Is there any lack of qualifications?"

"Master Leng, Jing Hua is a disciple of the 'Wuji Zhenren'. Although the entry time is short, it is highly appreciated by the real person. Recently, he defeated the 'demon monk' Huijing. He talked about his skills and qualifications, and was able to come out to work."

"Um......"

The monk above was thin, with white hair and beard, dark yellow and gray face. He seemed to have not recovered from the serious illness. Lehe stood at the lower head with a very respectful expression.

The old man's name is Leng Wuchang, who is the chief courtyard of the "Lizong Academy" of Wendaofeng, and is a brother of Ping Wuji.

Jing Hua defeated Huijing and invisibly suppressed Cangdoufeng half of the stock. This is not a secret in the "Yi Shenzong". Leng Wuchang was also quite relieved and nodded.

"...Yes, you can beat Huijing in half a move, and there is no problem going out. As a 'sanctuary', you can not only test the combat power of the school, but also deal with many miscellaneous tasks, let alone work in 'Dingjia City'. The previous lord Hao Yong was over 200 years old and had rich experience, but he was unable to open up the situation. Jing Hua..."

Le He bowed and said, "Master Leng, there are six foundation-building disciples in Dingjia City. They have been on duty in various towns for a long time, and they are all skilled in government affairs. Jing Hua does not need to deal with miscellaneous matters when he goes here. He has worked in Guanyuezhai for several years. The disciples hope to do their best to break the deadlock. The nine cities in Dingbian have poor resources and are not very dangerous. First, they can train their disciples, and second, Junior Brother Feng is close to him and can observe and respond at any time, so as not to have an accident."

Leng Wuchang pondered for a while and asked, "What do you say, Senior Brother Ping?"

Le He stood up straight and responded loudly: "I have explored the words in advance, and Master Ping has no objection. However, the opportunity of the 'Century Secret Realm' is approaching, so Master Ping said he would ask for a place..."

“Hahaha…”

Leng Wuchang smiled rare: "......... Senior brother's old habits remain unchanged... Well, Lehe, you sent Jinghua to Dayang Peak for the exam. How are you doing now?"

"Yes, the disciple just came back from Dayang Peak..."

Lehe wrote one by one and focused on introducing Jing Hua's assessment methods.

"... Master Leng, for some reason, Jing Hua is a bit unconventional in his work, which is often unexpected. Unlike ordinary disciples, he is deeply appreciated by the Elder of the Seikao, and asked him to preside over the first three assessments alone, which is very rare in the sect... It is precisely because of this that the disciple decided to let him go to Dingjia City. Dingbian Nine City is not small in size, has a lot of trouble, but has a low status in the sect. No matter how good or bad he does, it will not have much impact on this peak. Even if he makes mistakes, he should consider it as a training disciple and accumulate experience for future growth..."

Leng Wuchang narrowed his eyes, twisted his beard with his hands and asked, "Well... Dingbian Jiucheng, how much does it take to supplement the yard every year?"

"More than 8,000 spiritual crystals... Although there are not many, this peak has always had a low wealth, far inferior to Duchuan and Cangdou peaks. The nine cities in Dingbian have a dense population, with a total of more than two million, but their income is not enough. It is strictly forbidden to exploit the people on the peak, so..."

"All right......"

Leng Wuchang waved his hand and interrupted Lehe's words.

"...I was originally going to let Boy Feng take action, but the 'Black Witch Cult' has always shrunk and pretended to be pitiful. If you really want to tear your face, it is inevitable that someone will say that we are bullying the small ones by the big ones. Well, just ask Jinghua to try it. You can make it clear and let him let it go. Regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, the 'Li Zongyuan' only rewards and no punishments are required. If necessary, you can ask the sect to help."

Le He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Feng is probably very happy... It is not difficult to ask him to attack with his sword and enter the main hall of the 'Black Witch Cult. If he wants him to take charge of the firewood, rice, oil and salt of Dingbian Jiucheng, Junior Brother Feng would rather face the five-turn monster..."
Chapter completed!