Chapter 381 Promotion Channel

"There are also some independent cultivators who meet the requirements. If they can participate, it can be regarded as changing their fate."

After hearing this news.

Someone beside him immediately asked anxiously.

"I haven't heard of this policy now. At present, only disciples from the sect or family should be allowed to participate."

Countless people regretted it.

"It is difficult for independent cultivators like us to practice. It would be great if we could join the sect."

"Feitianmen is kind-hearted. I heard that they also open up the supply of cultivation resources for disciples, and do not treat disciples as cattle and horses to raise."

"It's a pity. I also want to be the second generation of immortals who are high above, and a member of the family."

Ye Yang frowned slightly when he heard this, and then his brows relaxed again.

In fact, Feitianmen has taken great care of these independent cultivators.

It's just that the entry requirements are extremely high. As long as you can enter the third level of cultivation arts, pills, talismans, instruments, formations, spiritual medicines, spiritual plants, and taming beasts, Feitianmen will give you a green light and hire you as a deacon.

Just being able to cultivate to the third level can already be considered a high-level technical talent.

The casual cultivators already have many choices, and they may not choose Feitianmen.

However, the discussion of these people did remind Ye Yang.

These casual cultivators have a huge base.

Participating in the disciple assessment of Feitianmen may be able to pick up leaks and replenish fresh blood for the sect.

The most important thing is that for the lower-level casual cultivators, a system for the casual cultivators to move up steadily has been formed, which allows them to see hope and have motivation, and it is no longer a simple class solidification.

It is also conducive to the implementation of a series of subsequent plans of Feitian.

However, these casual cultivators are of varying quality.

No one knows whether there are any criminals or traitors.

In addition, from obscurity to the initial power.

After a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no half-heartedness, and the situation like the Nanmingshan people will appear.

Since the last time the Nanmingshan people learned the lesson.

Today's sect has made a series of reforms to the system.

Especially for the important resources of the sect such as the mountain protection formation, the spirit vein nodes and the Sutra Pavilion, they are strictly guarded.

They are all guarded by the righteous disciples of the sect. These people only wait for the orders of the sect leader, and ordinary elders and guardians are difficult to command.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang did not drink the remaining half cup of spiritual tea.

He walked out of Tao'an Market alone, and rode the Sun Chasing Flying Turtle and returned to the sect.

The system of this disciple competition was originally formulated by him.

Soon, under Ye Yang's call, the staff hall was full of people.

Not to mention that the head of the staff hall, Gu Qingshu, turned into a monster.

And the deputy head Zhang Li has been sent out for many years.

The remaining deputy head Liu also died in the sect war.

At present, this staff hall.

In terms of cultivation realm and qualifications, he is the first.

Soon, someone brought a jade slip with detailed system regulations.

"Ye Guardian, look, this is the process of this disciple competition."

"I wonder if there is anything that needs to be improved."

Ye Yang took a look and found that the rules were detailed and fair.

"That's right, but the sect has always had a way of recruiting talents, and it also focuses on absorbing fresh blood."

"In the past few years, the sect system has been perfected, and many independent cultivators want to join. We should select the virtuous and capable to be accepted into the sect."

"What kind of system to adopt needs further discussion."

Now he no longer needs to do specific matters himself.

He only needs to give orders, and someone will do it immediately.

The field soon began to discuss.

"In my opinion, among independent cultivators, those who can master the first-level skills under the age of sixty can enter the sect."

For example, it is not difficult to train first-level alchemists.

But independent cultivators lack inheritance, and no one specializes in guidance.

Those who can practice to the first-level skills under the age of sixty should have good qualifications.

Many people agreed.

Ye Yang also thought it was quite feasible, and said

"In this case, go down and prepare well, and report to the head of the sect for review after the rules are finalized."

...

In the afterglow of the setting sun.

The water gradually disappeared.

A huge green mule pulled a cart, on which was silt dug from the river and miscellaneous gravel.

There were two or three ragged, strong men next to the huge cart.

They took a look at the silt on the cart and said.

"This cart of spiritual mud has been nourished by water vapor for thousands of years under the water, and it is indeed fat and strong."

"After returning, it will be exposed to the sun and dried by spiritual wind. There must be many families willing to take it back to nourish the spiritual fields."

"Let's not talk about far away, just take the Zhang family of the fork, aren't they going to buy a lot?"

"In this way, my brothers and I have found another job to make a living."

Um Angbantou exhaled lazily, holding a huge whip in his hand and whipping the green mule.

The huge mule covered with green hair immediately walked faster.

He held a toothpick, picking the meat shreds in his mouth, and urged.

"Don't waste your time, hurry back. Today, the masters of Feitianmen killed two monsters, so we can have some meat."

"These two monsters are almost at the third level of cultivation. Their flesh and blood are a great tonic. Eat a few more bites of them later, maybe you can break through the realm."

The first and second levels of monster beasts correspond to the realm of ventilation.

The strength of the third-level monster beasts is no different from that of the early warriors.

The fourth-level monster beasts have risen to another level and have begun to nourish the monster pill in their bodies.

Only warriors who are above the seventh level of Ningqing can deal with them.

For these low-level casual cultivators.

Having these two huge monster beasts to replenish their flesh and blood.

is a wonderful thing that they dare not even think about.

And the appearance of Wang Bantou also means that this team of cultivators has ended a day of hard work.

Chu Hao led the mule and looked up. He saw the vast water surface. The setting sun above the water flow dyed the river with a layer of golden light.

This rich water light is vast and boundless.

He, who practiced water-related spiritual methods, felt a kind of excitement from the heart.

He thought of the two pieces of monster flesh and blood that were divided, and swallowed his saliva secretly.

Everyone knows that monsters are rare.

Especially the second-level monsters are more difficult to hunt.

If he swallowed the flesh and blood of these two monsters, and practiced diligently, his cultivation might be able to go further.

"It's a pity that the path of casual cultivation is too difficult. I'm already in my twenties, but I'm still in the middle stage of Tongqi."

"I heard that the outstanding disciples of Feitian Sect are already preparing to break through the realm of warriors at this age."

After a while, a group of people pulled the green mule beast to a wooden house.

Wang Bantou, headed by R, looked at everyone and said.

"Don't stay away after dinner. This trough is full of water vapor. No one has visited the newly opened waterway. Maybe there are some water spirit herbs. Let's explore it at night."

"Maybe we can find something."

In this area, there have been three years of heavy rain, and many things have been washed out.

In fact, some people have obtained a lot of things from the river in these days.

Or it is the spirit stone that was washed in, or the fragments of the magic weapon, and some pills that have been soaked in water for a long time.

After a while, a pot of fragrant braised snake meat was served, drizzled with red sauce, and the whole room was filled with fragrance.

When people smelled it, they couldn't help but salivate.

But there were too many people, and no one picked up a few chopsticks, and it was gone.

Just when Chu Hao smacked his lips, savored it carefully, and was about to leave, Wang Bantou grabbed him again and led him to a quiet room.

Wang Bantou actually brought out another pot of braised snake meat.

"Chu Hao, eat a few more bites."

"Okay."

Chu Hao did not refuse, he was about to break through the realm.

At this moment, he did not think much, holding the bowl as big as a washbasin, eating and drinking wildly.

It has been a long time since he last ate this kind of flesh and blood rich in spiritual energy.

When he was halfway through.

Wang Bantou walked up to him and said.

"How is it, is it still sweet?"

At the age of ten or twenty, it is the time to eat and drink wildly.

Chu Hao licked his lips, showing a trace of embarrassment. He was only 70% full after eating.

He saw Wang Bantou coming over and knew something was wrong.

He wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and said.

He quickly sat aside and left a seat for Wang Bantou.

"Bantou, what do you want to tell me?"

Wang Bantou smiled and took out another piece of crab meat and put it in front of him.

"You are just about to break through the realm, eat more."

Chu Hao looked at him in surprise.

Although Wang Bantou has been following him for many years, he can't be said to be stingy, but he can't be said to be generous.

He has worked in this storm lake for three years and is also a poor mud leg.

He has never been given monster meat like this before.

Therefore, Chu Hao felt something was wrong at the first time.

He looked at Wang Bantou and took a step back.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. You know I have always believed in you. As long as you don't drive me out of this canal, everything is fine."

"You also know that my cultivation depends entirely on the spiritual stones and skills given by the construction of the canal."

Wang Bantou sighed, scratched his head, and spoke a little embarrassedly.

"Yes, there is something."

"I heard that Feitianmen will look for a group of reliable talents with clean backgrounds among the casual cultivators in a while and recruit them into the sect."

"That son is about the same age as Hao Ge'er, but he is not as talented as Hao Ge'er."

"He has been in a greenhouse and has not experienced life and death battles. People are sinister and can't be on the stage after all."

"So I hope that when the time comes, if there is a chance, Hao Ge'er can take care of him."

Chu Hao nodded and agreed to this matter without forcible rejection.

First, this does not harm his interests.

Second, he and Wang Bantou are still superiors and subordinates after all, and reality does not allow him to refuse.

Seven or eight years ago, he got the inheritance by chance and stepped into the world of cultivation.

But he never thought that it would be more difficult to be a casual cultivator than to ascend to heaven.

Over the years, he has read a lot of travel notes, human geography, and various unofficial history books, but he is still a long way from the real cultivation method.

Therefore, he yearns for Feitianmen in his heart.

But he also knows that he, a casual cultivator, has neither supernatural powers nor special skills.

It is very difficult to join Feitianmen.

Hearing this, Wang Bantou looked at his back and smiled.

He did not say the deeper reason.

In fact, he knew that whether it was his beloved son or Chu Hao, the possibility of joining Feitianmen was very small.

After all, there are so many family cultivators waiting there.

These independent cultivators are one step behind, and they lose at the starting line.

They don't know how far behind those family cultivators are, and few sects can take them seriously.

His real plan is to let his precious son take advantage of the opportunity of Feitianmen to recruit disciples this time.

See if he can get into the Zhang family's eyes and marry into the Zhang family.

In fact, there are many people who want to marry into the Zhang family, but there are few places.

He values ​​the man in front of him because he is honest and simple, and he doesn't talk much.

He said he wanted him to assist.

In fact, he had already arranged the means.

Let his son be with him, this man is stupid and stupid, and naturally stands out more.

If he can be valued by the Zhang family at that time.

His old Wang family will get rid of the fate of this mud-legged independent cultivator.

Become a member of the family cultivator