A few days later.
Chaolu City.
"Damn it! That's awesome! It's so big!"
Lin Fan sat on his horse and looked at the city in front of him, feeling very shocked.
Forgive him that he could only use such words to express the shock that Chaolu City gave him.
He really couldn't think of how to describe it.
When the book is used, it will be less regrettable. This is how Lin Fan feels now.
"Xiongtai is so talented in literature. Chaolu City is the city where immortal sects are assessed. It is also called the Climbing City. People will say this when they see it. The city in the prosperous age is like a palace in the sky. But when I come to Xiongtai, it is described like this. I have never heard of it, and I have never seen it before. , but when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary.”
A discordant sound came from behind.
Lin Fan looked back and saw several handsome men and beauties riding horses behind them. Judging by their clothing, he could tell they were descendants of rich families. Compared with him, who was a detective, they were naturally superior.
The men and women all smiled lightly, and some smiled unbridledly.
The look he looked at Lin Fan was like looking at another illiterate person.
People who have not read books are like trash in the eyes of these children of aristocratic families.
"Damn it! This situation is quite familiar."
Why does it feel like he just walked out of the novice village, and then met the pretentious villain, and because he couldn't help it, he took action and beat these guys violently.
From then on, the road of fighting the young and bringing the old began, and sending them to experience a prosperous age.
Lin Fan looked at each other for a few times and remembered the appearance of these guys in his heart. He will wait for me to join the Immortal Sect first, and then I will teach you a lesson when I get to the Immortal Sect.
Then he ignored these guys and went directly to the city.
Chaolu City is indeed a big city, and it is indeed not comparable to Jiangdu City. The gap between the two can be said to be worlds apart.
There are many people in Jiangdu City, but there are many more people like Lin Fan here.
Not long after entering the city, he saw many people standing at the bulletin board. He went up to take a look out of curiosity. It turned out that it was related to the Immortal Sect's assessment.
"Based on this date, it should be tomorrow. I wonder if Li Zhiyong and the others are also in Chaolu City."
Lin Fan pondered.
He is relatively unfamiliar with the outside world.
But none of this matters.
Find a place to stay first and wait for the Immortal Sect's assessment tomorrow.
He's a little panicked now.
Don't panic. Until now, he only has spiritual root fragments, and they can't be used. To put it bluntly, he is a person without spiritual roots.
It's not that he doesn't want to have spiritual roots.
But until now, the explosion rate of spiritual roots is terrifyingly low.
never mind.
It’s not good to think too much.
For an outstanding person like me, with the eyes of an Immortal sect, one can definitely spot the bright spots in an outstanding person like me.
Perhaps because of the Xianmen assessment, the inns in the city are ridiculously expensive. The price of one day can be enough to stay in Jiangdu City for a month.
But the key is that this business is terrible.
After putting things away, he went to the teahouse to listen to some gossip.
When he arrived at the teahouse, he found that there were more guests than he had imagined, and there were already no seats. However, this did not affect his desire to inquire about information in the teahouse. If there was no room, there would be no seats.
The same goes for standing there and cracking melon seeds.
Lin Fan leaned against the pillar and listened to the conversations among various people around him, looking for useful information.
"I heard that this time the Immortal Sect's assessment will be extremely strict. In the past, one could become a handyman disciple with a simple spiritual root, but now it actually requires a first-grade spiritual root to become a handyman disciple."
"No way, who did you listen to? This requirement will exclude many people."
"I heard this from the uncle's son of a friend of my seventh aunt and eighth aunt's son. He is a disciple of the Immortal Sect. He told his family when he went home last time."
The person who said this looked as if he was his son.
Of course, it’s impossible to tell whether it’s true or not. Anyway, one dared to speak, and the other dared to listen, which I have to say was very encouraging.
For Lin Fan, this was a bit of a trap.
Not to mention first-grade spiritual roots, not even miscellaneous spiritual roots.
If what the other party said is true, then it must be said that it is a bit difficult to enter the Immortal Sect.
He has seen so many people, but only a few have spiritual roots.
It is enough to show that the possibility of ordinary people wanting to develop spiritual roots is very low.
Keep listening.
"Hey, ever since a guy with ninth-grade spiritual roots appeared in Chaolu City ten years ago, this place has become a special place for immortal sect examinations. Not only has it attracted much attention, but many people have also taken advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune."
"Brother, I'm from out of town. Can you tell me what's going on with this ninth-grade spiritual root?"
"How do I know what the ninth-grade spiritual root is? Anyway, it is very high. Think about it. In the past, people with mixed spiritual roots could become servant disciples. How high do you think the ninth-grade spiritual root is? Anyway, I saw the scene that day. The people in the Immortal Sect's assessment were immediately stunned, and all subsequent assessments were suspended because of this disciple."
"Let me tell you that the guy with the ninth-grade spiritual root is the son of a poor man in our city. He and his mother depended on each other for life, and even eating was a problem. But I didn't expect that just because he had the ninth-grade spiritual root, he soared into the sky. He even took his mother to the Immortal Sect to live a good life, you say you envy her or not."
The people around him exclaimed, all shocked by the news the other party said.
I didn't expect that an ordinary poor person could have a dragon in his home. It's really unimaginable.
Lin Fan didn't know whether what these people said was true or false, but he could deduce some useful information from here.
There are a lot of spiritual root levels.
For example, from spiritual root fragments, miscellaneous spiritual roots, first grade, second grade, all the way to ninth grade.
Count them with your fingers.
Suddenly.
His heart felt cold.
It won't be a trap.
With a sad mood, he left the teahouse.
The next day!
Xianmen Assessment Square.
At this time, the place was already full of people, many of whom were eagerly looking at the deserted high platform in the distance, waiting for the disciples of the Immortal Sect to arrive.
But Lin Fan stood inconspicuously among the crowd and could hardly attract anyone's attention.
Maybe this is the sorrow of mortals.
When an immortal appears, it is difficult for mortals to attract others' attention no matter how brilliant they are.
On the sky.
A fairy boat floated in the air, with a dazzling light flowing around the boat. There were many people standing on the boat.
One of the middle-aged men in robes looked deeply at Chaolu City below, which had shrunk to the size of an ant. He pinched his beard and said, "I wonder if a genius can be found in this assessment."
"Senior brother, it's rare for a genius to emerge in a hundred years. It's only been ten years now. How can another genius appear? If it does appear, then Chaolu City is probably the real treasure of the Immortal Family, a place that can breed geniuses." Carrying one side. The man with the sword said.
Thinking back to the original scene, it was truly amazing.
"That's right, senior brother, I'm just talking casually. It's getting late and the assessment is about to begin. I hope I won't disappoint anyone this year." said the middle-aged man.
Immediately afterwards.
The man carrying the sword stepped forward, and the long sword behind him flew to his feet with a hiss, dragging the man's body downwards. .
In an instant.
A roaring sound echoed between heaven and earth.
"The Immortal Sect assessment has begun, no one is allowed to make any noise."