Chapter 67: The Talent of the Middle

"You are the 352nd one to come in. Sign your name here."

Under the other party's guidance, Li Yan picked up the brush awkwardly and signed a crooked name.

The [Guiyuan Sect] disciples on the opposite side couldn't help but become silent and looked at Li Yan with strange eyes.

He just promised that this was the ugliest name he had ever seen written, and there was no sense of beauty in it at all.

Then, he was slapped in the face by reality.

"Is this what you wrote?"

This person looked confused, with question marks written all over his face.

"That's the word. That's what the teacher taught me."

Xing Hu replied with an affirmative look.

"Also, why don't you write with a brush instead of with your hands?"

"I don't know how to use a brush, and it's convenient to write by hand."

As he spoke, Xing Hu wiped his fingers stained with ink on his animal skin clothes.

The people around him couldn't help but frown.

But no one said anything strange.

Didn’t you see that tall man and that big axe?

On the other hand, Yan Ling, who was behind him, put her hand on her forehead and looked like she didn't want to know Xing Hu.

Finally, the names of Li Yan's twelve people were registered.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, there were still three members of the Li family who had not woken up, and they were written by others.

I have to say that among the Li family members who came with them, Li Yan's handwriting was the ugliest, and even Yan Ling's handwriting was better than his.

You know, Yan Ling is a mountain dweller living in a mountainous area of ​​​​100,000 people, and she has not been literate for more than a year.

Li Yan learned all this while chatting with Yan Ling.

Moreover, Li Yan also knew that mountain people rarely go out of Shiwanda Mountain. Whatever they need, they will use the rare medicinal materials and various smoked exotic animal meats in the mountains to trade with the traders who come to the mountains.

As for why they came out, it is a sad and clichéd story.

Their tribe accidentally got a very precious medicinal herb. The mountain people also knew the goods, so they asked for a high price. The merchants couldn't come up with goods of corresponding value, so they said they would go back and collect enough goods to trade again.

Unexpectedly, when the businessman came back again, he brought killings.

A team of warriors led by an innate master slaughtered Yan Ling's tribe directly.

The nearly ten Yunzang realm masters in Yan Ling's tribe were completely unable to resist.

So, Yan Ling, who was lucky enough to survive, and Xing Hu, who also survived by accident, came to [Guiyuan Sect] to pursue the power of revenge.

At that time, Li Yan was shocked when he heard that a mountain tribe with only a few thousand people actually had nearly ten Yunzang Realm masters, twice as many as Linshan City with a population of nearly 200,000.

He quickly asked them if there was any special secret medicine there that could lead to the birth of so many masters.

Then, Li Yan got an answer that made him envious and jealous.

There is no special secret medicine, just endless amounts of exotic animal meat and rare medicinal materials that can be found everywhere.

With the accumulation of these resources, as long as you have good qualifications, it is difficult to achieve a high level of cultivation.

It has to be said that the resources in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are really abundant.

However, only people like mountain people, who have lived in the mountains for more than ten lifetimes, can adapt.

Even if other people want to go to Shiwandashan to pan for gold, they can't hold on for long. They either die in Shiwandashan or they can't stand the environment of Shiwandashan and retreat.

After learning the news, Li Yan gave up his plan to recall [Mangshan Clone].

Instead, prepare to let [Mangshan Clone] gradually move deeper into the Shiwan Mountain.

Because the strange beasts in Mangshan can no longer satisfy Li Yan's appetite.

Coupled with the conflicts that broke out between the Zhao family and other families, the blockade of Mangshan was in name only, and many individuals began to hunt in Mangshan openly.

If this continues, Li Yan's secret cave will be exposed sooner or later. It's better to leave here and find a place with more resources.

Just after Li Yan was thinking about the future development route of [Mangshan Clone], the second assessment began.

Test personal qualifications.

A crystal ball the size of a human head was pushed out under the protection of four blue-clad [Guiyuan Sect] disciples.

The person who presided over this qualification test was an old man in black.

"I am the elder of this sect, and I will test your qualifications today."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar among the crowd.

"This is the elder Chuan Gong, an innate master?"

"No way, no way, I can actually meet the legendary innate master."

"My ancestor is also an innate master, but I have never had the opportunity to see him. I didn't expect to see him get an innate master here."

That is to say, there are no mobile phones in this world, otherwise, the flash would probably illuminate this place into daylight.

"Huh? Be quiet."

Seeing how noisy everyone was, Elder Chuan Gong raised his eyebrows and then drank lightly.

A ripple visible to the naked eye spread around his mouth.

Every time he glanced at someone, that person's body swayed and his mouth immediately moved away.

Li Yan was still a little curious as to what kind of method it was that was so effective.

Then he tasted it.

The word "quiet", like a bell, shocks the eardrums, making people temporarily deaf, and then they recover.

But after this experience, he naturally lost the desire to speak.

As a result, the scene suddenly became quiet and only the sound of frogs croaking and insects flapping their wings could be heard.

"Very good. Now that my name is called, come up and test your qualifications."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission was very satisfied with the current atmosphere, and his eyebrows relaxed.

"Zhuge Yidao."

As the elder who was in charge of the art of transmission said the name, a man in linen clothes walked out of the crowd and came to the crystal ball.

"It's him."

Li Yan whispered softly.

"Do you know him?"

Yan Ling, who was beside him, obviously had good hearing and heard Li Yan's whisper.

"Not really, I just met him once."

The bright eyes appeared in front of Li Yan.

"Zhuge Yidao, put your right hand on the gifted crystal ball."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission ordered.

Zhuge Yidao did as he was told, and after a breath, a red light emerged, which was extremely eye-catching under the dim torch.

After three breaths, the brightness of the red light no longer increased, but stabilized in a dynamic balance.

"Your aptitude is average, you can go to the back and choose an empty room to rest and wait for the final result."

The elder who was in charge of the art of transmission had a hint of joy on his face, and his voice was softer than before.

After Zhuge Yidao thanked him, he walked back.

"Next, Huang Tianci."

As more and more people went up to take the test, everyone understood the classification of this talent.

Obviously, [Guiyuan Sect] classifies a person's talent according to the brightness of the red light displayed by this [Talent Crystal Ball].

The talent level should be from bottom to top, low-low, low-middle, low-up, middle-low, middle-middle, middle-up, upper-low, upper-middle, and upper-up.

However, so far, the best talent is still Zhuge Yidao, the first test, with upper-middle talent.

And the worst one is low-up talent, but there is no low-low or low-middle talent.

People who have good talents are naturally grinning, and a little reserved smile is often on their faces.

Those who have not detected good talents are all gloomy, and those with poor psychological endurance are bitter on the spot.

Then, frightened by the elder's eyes, dare not cry anymore.

"Li Yan."

Being called by his name suddenly made Li Yan feel like he was called by his teacher before, which scared him.

However, he quickly calmed down, took a few steps forward, and came to the [Talent Crystal Ball].

Like the person in front of him, he also put his hand on it.

A red light emerged, and the red light gradually became stronger, and finally stopped growing.

"Medium talent."

"Huh", Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this news.

It's good that it's not the worst.

"Medium is not bad."

Li Yan thought so in his heart.

Then this idea, just after it went down, was made unconfident by the people behind.

"Xing Hu, top-top talent."

"Yan Ling, upper-middle talent."

"Li Huayue, upper-low talent."

Li Yan was simply stunned. Three upper-level talents appeared in succession, and even the top-level upper-high talent appeared.

Not only Li Yan was stunned, but others also looked stunned.

Then he reacted and wanted to swear to express his emotions, but after glancing at the elder who passed on the skills, he immediately covered his mouth.

To say that Li Yan and other bystanders felt sour.

The elder who was teaching the skills smiled so much that his face was about to burst into flowers.

"Okay, okay, okay, God bless my Guiyuan Sect."

After saying that, he asked one of the blue-clothed disciples to take a few people to the back to rest.

Li Yan followed naturally.

He got a room with a good location.

"Let's take a nap first, tomorrow will probably be the last assessment."

With this thought in mind, Li Yan fell asleep.