Having made his own choice, Lu Ye felt relieved.
He has always been open-minded, he was kidnapped by Xieyuegu and became a mine slave, and he can quickly accept the reality.
No matter how bad the situation is right now, it can't get any worse. It's nothing more than missing this opportunity to join the sect to practice cultivation.
Because the results will be available soon, the people who filled in their volunteers did not disperse, they all gathered together and waited quietly.
On the contrary, the monks in the valley suddenly became busy, and silhouettes flew around in mid-air, constantly entering and exiting from the nearby peaks.
Lu Ye didn't know what they were doing, but it looked like something unexpected happened, but now he's just a little cultivator waiting for fate's ruling, so it's not his turn to worry about it.
After half a day, when the mustache who had collected everyone's volunteers appeared again, Lu Ye knew that the result was out!
The mustache came straight to the front of the crowd, holding a list in his hand. After everyone's attention was focused on him, he said loudly: "Zhengqi, Cui Dayuan!"
In the crowd, when a stocky boy heard his name, he was stunned for a moment, then jumped three feet high, cheering, and his excitement was beyond words.
People around him all cast envious expressions, and those who are familiar with him are even more congratulating.
The moustache did not pause, ignored the mess below, and continued to read: "Qingyumen, Lu Tianyi, Dong Peng!"
"Qimushan, Zhao Wenlin, Tony, Gao Rui..."
"Burning Moon Mountain..."
The mustache's voice is not loud, but no matter how noisy the people below are, his voice can still be clearly heard in everyone's ears.
Each sect read it down, reported the names one by one, and everyone was delighted when they read the names, which means that they have completely got rid of the status of mining slaves, and have the capital to change their fate, and they will never suffer as much as before. Oppressed but powerless to resist.
Behind the crowd, Lu Ye listened quietly, his expression was indifferent, he didn't feel the unease of those around him, and seemed a little out of tune with the surrounding environment.
As he thought before, the two major first-rank sects that came this time did not include too many disciples. The Zhengqi Sect only accepted one person, and the Qingyu Sect accepted two people. It should be just for meaning. Those sects from the fourth to the seventh rank, and the lower the rank of the sect, the more the number of disciples included, the largest one has more than 20 people.
Yu Xiaodie's name was also read, and he and others were included in the Valley of Flowers.
The little girl flushed with excitement, but unfortunately no one shared the joy with her.
More and more sects were read out, and those whose names had not been read gradually became anxious.
Finally, when the last name was read out, Beard took the piece of paper and said, "The disciples of the various sects who have been included are waiting in place, and your brothers and sisters will come to lead them later. I hope you have a good life in the sect. Cultivation, one day you will be able to fight side by side with me."
"This senior brother, is there no more?" Someone asked in a trembling voice, no doubt the person who asked the question had not been pronounced by name.
Like him, there were almost ten people whose names were not read, which meant that they missed the opportunity to worship the sect to practice. At this moment, their expressions were a little lost, and one woman was sobbing softly.
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Lu Ye was among these ten people, but he didn't feel depressed. He had already made his own choice, and he only chose a Jade Blood Sect with the lowest rank, so he was eliminated, which meant that no matter what he chose, he would be There will be no results.
I heard that cultivators without sects can do loose cultivation, but without the protection of sects, it is more difficult to practice on their own. The advantage is that they are free and unfettered.
If you think about it that way, it's not bad.
Moreover, he also has a talent tree, which is an advantage that others do not have.
He was thinking wildly here, but the mustache has raised his head, his eyes crossed the crowd, and looked somewhere in the distance.
In that direction, an old man appeared out of nowhere, staring at Lu Ye, it was Old Tang.
Tang Lao appeared when the moustache began to read the results, and he has been observing Lu Ye secretly.
Due to some very special reasons, the Jade Blood Sect has not recruited disciples for 30 years, and suddenly accepting people at this time will definitely affect the sensitive nerves of some people.
But if this disciple is just Yi Ye's talent, it doesn't seem to matter much. The talent is too poor, and he is destined to not achieve anything in the future, but he will not be targeted by people who care.
Tang Lao was unwilling to include disciples in his heart, but the rules of the alliance were placed there, and he could not refuse. It was really a dilemma.
So he wanted to come and see Lu Ye in person.
Among the more than 100 people, Lu Ye was undoubtedly a bit maverick. Those who were called out cheered, and those who were eliminated were like concubines. He was the only one who stood there quietly from beginning to end.
Recalling the scene of seeing Lu Ye in the dark mine, Tang Lao sighed slightly, and nodded lightly under the gaze of the mustache.
At present, he really has no way to refuse. In this case, he can only accept it first, and then ask those old friends to ask for favors and send them to other sects to practice.
After receiving Tang Lao's reply, the mustache smiled slightly.
Looking at the person who asked the question just now: "By the way, there is another sect!"
With a solemn expression on his face, he said solemnly, "Jade Blood Sect, Lu Ye!"
In the crowd, Lu Ye's thoughts had spread to the sky. He couldn't help but froze when he heard his name, and looked up at the moustache.
The four eyes met, and the mustache smiled slightly: "Congratulations, Lu Yiye!"
It's not over anymore, Lu Ye's eyes couldn't help jumping.
The moustache said again: "Okay, I've finished reading it now, and those who haven't read their names, just follow me."
"Senior brother!" Lu Ye raised his hand and shouted.
Beard turned back and said, "What's the matter?"
Lu Ye stared at him: "Dare to ask senior brother Gao's name? How much is his cultivation?"
The mustache wiped the beard at the corner of his mouth and looked at him with interest: "What? Are you trying to beat me?"
Lu Ye's face was expressionless: "I don't dare, I just want to remember the kindness of my senior brother today."
"Aspirational!" The eight-character Hu laughed, "Then listen carefully, I am Leshan with a righteous qi, what is my cultivation base, the seventh floor of Yunhe, do you remember?"
Another positive attitude, Lu Ye nodded: "Remember!"
"Then practice hard, Lu! Yi! Ye!"
Leshan led those people whose names were not read farther and farther away. These people were very annoyed at the moment. If I knew this was the result, I would choose the Jade Blood Sect, maybe I could worship it, which would be better than nothing. Reliable.
They didn't know that if they really chose the Jade Blood Sect, then even Lu Ye would be eliminated together.
For 30 years, no disciples have been included. If this time it wasn't because of the league rules, Elder Tang would not let go.