Fantasy: The Supporting Role Does Not Want To Be A Younger Brother

"Squeak!"

Open the door, take a breath of fresh air, come to the counter of the inn, drop a few spirit stones, and leave gracefully.

"Here, this is a top-quality spirit stone, give it too much, what about people?"

The innkeeper held the spirit stone in his hand, and was still looking for the figure of the guests, secretly delighted in his heart: a few more are not the rhythm to be sent.

The central square of Tianluo City was crowded with people. Those who came to participate were mostly people who came to watch the excitement.

There were already quite a few people standing on the high platform, one group in the spirit transformation stage, one team in the distraction stage, and only a few people in the integration stage.

There were also some middle-aged and old men on the side, talking to City Lord Zhong, and they should have come to the elders and deacons.

Ji Changju was dressed in white and walked easily through the crowd. Even if it was crowded, there were some gaps around him, and there was no feeling of being crowded.

When I came to the registration place, I saw that there were still a few people in line. The person responsible for recording was only a cursory glance, and the registered person waited for the next one.

"Next!"

"Name?"

"Zhu Xiao!"

"How old are you?"

"twenty four!"

"Cultivation?"

"Early Stage of Divine Transformation!"

"Original..."

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Just walking one by one like this, it seems that they don't care about lying, maybe Tianluo Shengzong has a special way.

It didn't take long to arrive at Ji Changju, and went up to speak directly

"I: Chang Ju! The bone age is thirty! The peak cultivation base in the early days of the fusion, from Taicang Mountain, traveled with the master since childhood, and traveled to Tianluo City until his old man's deathbed!"

Ji Changju finished speaking in one breath, without giving the other party a chance to ask questions. As for the pseudonym used for identity, you can check the origin at will, and expressed no panic.

The disciple in charge of recording was surprised, looked up at Ji Changju and was surprised again, and then thought of Ji Changju's introduction and was even more surprised.

"You, how old do you say you are?"

Ji Changju is helpless: "The virtual age is thirty-one, and the bone age is thirty!"

"Cultivation?"

MMP co-authoring I was superfluous just now, and a coercion from the peak of the early stage of integration rushed out, making the disciple panic a little bit.

"Okay, this senior brother, I'll take you there!"

This disciple is just an ordinary inner disciple with little status, so he still doesn't dare to be arrogant to a genius like Ji Changju.

No wonder he was surprised, not everyone was the Son of Heaven, like a thirty-year-old fit, not one was recruited today, and there was only one fifty-year-old.

Such a genius has entered the core disciple of Tianluo Shengzong, and even has the hope of becoming a Sequence disciple.

The disciple brought Ji Changju to the position of the disciples in the integration period. Several people who were already standing there looked at Ji Changju with embarrassed and envious expressions.

Ji Changju stood at the fusion stage station and waited on the spot, suddenly felt cold, and found that someone was peeping at him.

Looking around, I saw the old man sitting in the upper seat watching him, and the disciple who had just recorded was talking beside him.

Ji Changju bowed his hands to the old man, and the old man smiled gratified and nodded in return before withdrawing his consciousness observation.

The disciples were still recruiting, but there were not many people who signed up, and it continued until three quarters of noon before the registration was terminated.

Now there are more than 200 disciples in the Spirit Transformation stage, seventy or eighty disciples in the Distraction stage, eleven combined disciples, and twenty or thirty middle-aged old men standing aside.

Elder Wu and City Lord Zhong walked in front of the crowd, looked at these new disciples, and nodded their satisfaction in secret, especially Ji Changju, the two took a second look.

"Tianluo Shengzong has a limited number of disciples, and you can't become a disciple of this sect just by standing here..."

"The sect is divided into outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, core disciples, sequence disciples, and saint sons and daughters..."

"Ordinary spiritual cultivation can only stay in the outer door, unless the cultivation and combat power are special and can be promoted to the inner door..."

"The distraction period is also the same as the outer door, but it's just replaced with the inner door, and so on!"

"This sage said that they are ordinary disciples of Tianluo Shengzong, not ordinary people from the outside world, so we only recruit a quarter of the disciples who are standing here and who are distracted..."

"As for how to choose, the only way to decide the winner is to fight. As long as you win, you can join the Tianluo Sect. As for which mountain you will be assigned to, you still need to enter the sect..."

"This selection is only aimed at spiritual transformation and distraction cultivation. The winner will be determined by group battles, and only those who persist to the last quarter will be recruited."

I saw two old men condensing mana into the void, and two spaces of different sizes appeared above the high platform.

"When you enter the space on the left in the Spirit Transformation period, you can use any means, or you can admit defeat in advance, and you can be sent out... Entering the right side in the Distraction Period, the rules are the same!"

Regardless of whether it is within twenty-five or fifty years of distraction, the appearance is very young.

Except for a few more confident steps to enter the space battlefield, the others looked at each other in dismay, daring to rush up, and some timid people who were vain and chose to quit.

Most of the people in the battlefield do not know each other, and they are cautiously guarding everyone.

Just listening to the beginning, there were several powerful geniuses who took the lead to attack, and when everyone reacted, the war began, and the demons danced wildly.

Ji Changju watched the battle with relish. Usually, there are so many monks fighting, and they all have good cultivation. It is not an easy thing to gather so many people in Dongzhou.

At this moment, Elder Wu came over. As for the battle, City Lord Zhong was watching, he was too lazy to watch the boring fight.

There are only eleven disciples in the integration period, one is thirty and one is fifty, and the others are all seventy or eighty years old.

Seeing Mr. Wu coming, everyone looked serious and a little nervous, only Ji Changju stood out from the crowd and treated everything calmly.

Mr. Wu admired Ji Changju and said to them, "Although you don't have to fight, there are still some rules. I will show you the practice today. You still need to be assessed after you join the sect!"

"Dare to ask the seniors, is it enough to run the inner strength method?"

A disciple asked a question, Wu Lao nodded with a smile, these disciples are what Tianluo Shengzong wants.

At this time, Ji Changju was a little tangled. He was riding a horse and had practiced before, and his predecessor's exercises were definitely not good.

It is also possible to learn a set now, but it is not outstanding. He does not really want to join the sect to serve the Tianluo Sect.

As the others run the exercises one by one, there are various types of exercises, some are flat, some are violent, and Elder Wu just looked at it lightly, as long as it is not magic.

Immediately Ji Changju was left alone, and Wu Lao and the others all looked over with expectant glances.

"Senior, can I demonstrate the exercises to you alone?"

Ji Changju intends to expose Xianpin exercises, but he doesn't want others to watch like monkeys.

Wu Lao heard and pondered for a while and nodded, and instantly there was a layer of enchantment between the two: "Okay, let's start!"

Demonstrating yourself to someone with a low level of cultivation is a bit embarrassing, everything is for the sake of gold coins and for the sake of cultivation.

Ji Changju started to run the exercises. At first, Old Wu's eyes lit up, and then he was shocked again. Finally, there was a touch of greed in his eyes, and his breath was a little unstable. It was not until the end that he suppressed his thoughts and showed an expression of envy and relief.

"This kid is talented and has a lot of opportunities. It seems that my Tianluo Shengzong has another evildoer!"