Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 631 Announcement of the List

After the ceremony, the articles that were read out were scattered and disappeared in front of everyone, as if something had happened, but also as if nothing had happened.

It just disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace. Only the sound of the resolute oath surrounded everyone's ears, so clear and yet so far away.

The ritual that had been performed for tens of thousands of years since the Dao Sect entered the world of Cangbang Realm was just performed once again, which did not attract more people to talk about. After it was held, it seemed like that was it. If it wasn't held, well, there was no such premise.

In a world where supernatural powers are manifested, and Taoist forces span the immortal, Shinto, and human ways, it is difficult for disciples to care about rituals similar to Shinto sacrifices. Existing, perhaps just because of routine.

The crowd is still the same, not one point bigger, not one point smaller, their eyes are wild, waiting for the next thing, which is also the highlight of the day.

Afterwards, An Yirong began to announce the names of the promoted disciples, first announcing those from the Taoist temples under the Three Kingdoms prefectures and counties were promoted to inner disciples, and then the eight main disciples.

If someone comes from a noble family, they will add a certain family name in front of the person to add luster to the family.

Today’s audience is not just Wu Yi and other real people, but also a group of Tiancheng residents and other viewers who came to inquire. The difference is that Wu Yi is also a participant on the stage, and they are just onlookers in the audience. .

As the names came out one by one, huge laughter and exclamations erupted from time to time in the venue. Those who heard their names might smile lightly, as if they understood everything and were so confident; there were also people who were shocked and extremely happy. He was so surprised that he thought it was impossible but finally achieved it, and even went crazy. Wu Yi wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

These are successful, and there are also those who have failed. They have been waiting for a long time, and their names are unknown. They have jumped to other Taoist temples. They have obviously lost their reputation. They are all dejected, regretful, and drooping their heads, trying to find a gap to get in.

There is nothing better than this in the human world. At this moment, it is the various forms of sentient beings below that attract Wu Yi's interest more.

An Yirong and other Taoist temple masters were now vividly teaching Wu Yi how their disciples were doing and what they had done, either directly or explicitly, or in a subtle way, with only one ultimate goal, hoping to see for themselves. The disciple inside was attracted by Wu Yi and others.

Although teaching a good talent may not have much to do with you, it will be a credit in the future. Even if it is not a credit, going out and bragging with others will still give you capital.

Wu Yi kept a slight smile on his face, neither agreeing nor replying. He looked like he was concentrating, but in fact he was watching other people from the corner of his eye and doing his own thing.

On the other hand, the other three real people nodded from time to time. If they had any questions, they would ask questions. They were really involved and wanted to expand their own palace.

Wu Yi seemed to have come to complete the task. Although, it does seem like a mission.

Finally, Wu Yi heard a familiar name in his ears, and his wandering soul seemed to have found a home, "Yuan Xi, a disciple of Tiande Temple, Grade A, Second Grade."

The first and second grades in the back are actually the results of this assessment. Following Cheng Dan's statement, they are roughly divided into nine grades, with third grade being the first grade, first grade being the upper third grade, and first grade being the second grade, equivalent to the second grade.

Unless the disciple is really outstanding, the teacher will generally not grant the first grade because the inner sect will still make judgments and there will be many troubles and obstacles.

Generally speaking, the first-class and second-grade students are the level of first-class disciples.

As soon as An Yirong finished speaking, she heard bursts of surprise from all directions. After all, after reading this for a long time, there were only a few of the first- and third-grade people. Suddenly a first-grade and second-grade person popped up. How could everyone not let everyone know? Shock.

In a remote place in the northwest of the venue, a young man with simple clothes and a simple face suddenly became the center of the venue, attracting everyone's attention. An Yirong also deliberately paused for a long time at this moment, with the corners of his mouth raised, quite satisfied with the current situation.

"The surname is Yuan, is he a member of the Yuan family?" The real person Yan Ziling of the Yan family, who was also born in the twelfth family, couldn't help but curiously asked.

Yan Ziling, in terms of seating position, is one before Wu Yi. In other words, he also became an infant not long ago. He was an infant three years ago. Under the influence of the clan, he entered the Dancao Pavilion and received a deacon's job. For leisure and ease, there is a scent of alchemy all over the body.

An Yirong was about to explain, but was interrupted by someone. Xuan Zhenzi, who was destined to be proud today, said: "No, he was originally a son of a hunter in the mountains. He was extremely powerful when he was young. He fought with wild beasts in the mountains and was beaten by His disciples saw him, so he accepted him as a disciple."

Xuan Zhenzi, a disciple of Zhenyang Dongtian Lingyuan Shangzhen, is also very accomplished in strength. He has muscles and bones like a dragon, but his body looks a bit thin. Under his capable body, he contains extremely terrifying power.

Sometimes strength is not directly proportional to body size.

Xuan Zhenzi said this, in other words, this Yuan Xi belongs to Zhenyang Cave Heaven, and others should not come to snatch it. Yan Ziling smiled and did not say much, but felt a little regretful in his heart. However, he could not blame others for his slowness.

When An Yirong reported to Yuan Xi, there were only ten or twenty people left. After a while, the entire list was completed. If Wu Yi and other real people did not show up, it would be enough to grant the disciples the tokens at this moment, but now it is One more step.

"Class A disciple, come up to the high platform!" An Yirong's clear and clear voice echoed in Tiande Temple. People cast their envious eyes on those who have this qualification, even those who can also enter the inner gate.

If you can be directly accepted as a disciple by the real person, you will be a real disciple. In the future, you can get a status at your fingertips, so you don't have to worry about it. How can I not be envious? I'm afraid this envy will evolve to the next step.

Hearing An Yirong's voice, about a hundred people came to the high platform, each with their heads held high and confident, or nervous and apprehensive. Among them, as the only first-class second-grade disciple, no one doubted whether Yuan Xi would be selected, and I am worried that a few real people will break their faces due to this, regardless of their dignity.

Of course, they were overly worried. Wu Yi was waiting for a good show and did not make any move for a while; Yan Ziling was born in a first-class family and was a direct descendant of the clan since he was a child. The people he saw around him were similar to Yuan Xi. Although there were not many, they were It's not like there's nothing, not to mention, it's just a matter of recruiting disciples, right?

The last Wang Chuchen himself was the true disciple of Lingya. He was trained by Shangzhen. In his early years, he traveled to various places with his master and saw a wide range of things.