The mountain door opened, and a cool mountain breeze suddenly poured out.
The creaking sound of the heavy wooden door attracted everyone's attention.
The scene where thousands of people gathered was so silent that even the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly, and sighs could be heard from time to time.
A woman in green clothes looks like a fairy in a painting, standing quietly on the winding white jade stone steps.
"It has been one thousand two hundred and ninety-nine years since the founding of the Danyang Sect," his voice became clearer.
When Mu Chuyue heard the sound, she felt that the woman was indescribably familiar, but she was far away and she couldn't really tell where she had seen her before.
"Dongmen Siyi is actually the one presiding over the opening of the mountain gate this time."
Didn't the Danyang Sect's ancestral teaching not to accept women?
Mu Chuyue was confused and couldn't help but think a little more.
"She is known as the Danyang Sect's most gifted alchemy prodigy in the past three hundred years, and she is the first female disciple to be admitted to the sect in an exceptional manner."
Strictly speaking, she should be called the Danyang Sect's internal candidate for the sect leader.
The crowd burst into exclamations.
Mu Chuyue frowned, and Tuo Jicheng's shy and angry face suddenly overlapped with that of the woman in green.
"It turns out she is Dongmen Siyi" This name, Mu Chuyue, had been heard a little bit before.
Whenever someone mentioned her back then, another name, Qian Chengyang, would inevitably appear.
The rise of Danyang Sect in the midst of decline was precisely because of these two people.
The girl hung on the branch, stroking her forehead in distress, and suddenly felt a little troublesome.
God knows, she happened to offend this woman by chance.
Dongmen Siyi is famous for being fierce and unreasonable.
If he is targeted by her, his plan to infiltrate the Danyang Sect will be ruined.
Mu Chuyue had an idea and landed on the ground.
She touched a handful of gray-black soil and wiped it on her face.
She looked as dirty as a little beggar.
No one in the crowd paid her any attention.
The first round of entry test: test your cultivation level.
A huge test stone is placed at the entrance of the mountain gate, and applicants line up to take the test.
All those who pass can enter the mountain gate and enter the next round.
The cultivation requirements are very low, as long as the test stone shines, it will be passed.
Even so, only about a hundred people successfully entered the second round of testing.
This is too exaggerated.
Mu Chuyue was speechless at this scene.
There are more than 10,000 people, and only about 100 people under the age of 20 have successfully gathered spirits.
This means that the remaining people know that they will not be able to pass the first round, but they still have to spend 20 spirit stones to try their luck.
You know, twenty spirit stones are an unimaginable amount of wealth for a mortal family.
Danyang Sect can earn at least 200,000 spiritual stones every year just by recruiting disciples.
This shows how tempting it is to become an alchemist.
"Round 2: Know the herbs."
Dongmen Siyi brought all the more than a hundred people to a huge platform halfway up the mountain.
There were more than a hundred straw mats neatly laid out and a pear wood low table.
The testers each sat on the straw mats. above.
Mu Chuyue spread out the rice paper on the low table and saw that there were two hundred different types of exotic flowers and herbs printed on the paper, with blank spaces at the back.
"Within one stick of incense, if you answer 100 correct answers, you will pass."
"ah" The woman glanced over with a cold look.
No one dared to question her.
They all bowed their heads and wrote quickly.
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"A bunch of trash, so slow that they waste my time."
Dongmen Siyi didn't care about her image and sat on the steps with her skirt on.
A pair of eyes that were so exquisite that they were so charming quietly appeared in her mind.
"Who is that little gangster?"
He held his chin with his hands, looking at the setting sun hanging between the two mountains, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was doing. xx4911131: