The brightest stars in the night sky are shining and shining, as dazzling as brilliance, illuminating the entire starry sky.

Until the morning of the next day, the third disciple who climbed to the finish line was welcomed, a girl in white, and her eyes were not friendly when she looked at Ye Biyao and Li Heng.

Ye Biyao didn't know when she had offended her, so she confirmed that it was her first meeting, so she didn't think much about it.

The climbing ladder cannot be viewed with spiritual sense, Ye Biyao can only use her naked eyes to look for Cheng Jiaqi on the climbing ladder, but looking around, there is no trace of her.

Ye Biyao patiently waited for one disciple after another to climb to the top of the climbing ladder. It was not until noon that she saw Cheng Jiaqi's shadow, climbed on the climbing ladder for a while and rested for a while.

The moment he climbed to the top, Cheng Jiaqi hugged Ye Biyao and cried, "This hiking ladder is too long. If I hadn't thought about you entering the Xiaoyao Sect, I would have given up."

In an instant, all kinds of eyes hit Cheng Jiaqi. After Ye Biyao helped Cheng Jiaqi clean up the tears, she whispered: "Stop crying, so many people are watching."

Cheng Jiaqi looked up and lowered her head quickly, muttering in a low voice: "I'm hungry."

Ye Biyao took out some dry food from the storage bag and gave it to Cheng Jiaqi for laughter.

She cried when she was hungry, cried when she had something to do, cried when she was unhappy, and cried even more when she was sad. In short, she cried when she was not high now. Now she was still young and was too old to talk about it, but in the future she was older and had a higher cultivation level. If the problem of crying when she was still unable to change, Ye Biyao would inevitably start to worry about her future.

Until the third day, except for the dozens of people who could not hold on halfway, other new disciples climbed to the finish line one after another.

Deacon Liu, who could not help but choose to give up, also arranged for the monk to send him home.

Except for the disciples with single and double spirit roots, the other new disciples are directly taken to the inner sect, all the other disciples are arranged in the outer sect.

The sects are divided into inner and outer sects, and the outer sects are further divided into outer disciples and servile disciples. There are countless outer disciples, most of whom are disciples with the three spirit roots and the useless spirit roots.

The waste spiritual root refers to the one that contains four-system spiritual roots and is called the waste spiritual root.

Of course, there will also be disciples with two spiritual roots in the outer sect. Most of these disciples will retreat to the outer sect if they have no predecessors to like it.

However, disciples in the outer sect do not stop at the outer sect for the rest of their lives. In the later stage, they can still participate in various competitions through their own efforts. They are attracted by the elders in the sect and can be accepted as disciples.

In fact, most inner disciples slowly enter the inner sect from the outer sect. After all, there are very few true prides of heaven.

The resources and examples of the inner sect are much higher than those of the outer sect, and there are also guidance from the masters. The monks they come into contact with are all high-level monks, and they can learn a lot invisibly. The cultivation speed will be faster than outside, so all monks want to become inner sect disciples.

Except for Ye Biyao, the three disciples who climbed to the end first, were taken to the treasure house, the other disciples lined up to get the identity token first.

The person guarding the treasure house was a white-haired old man. After curiously looking at Ye Biyao and the other two, he slowly opened the door to the treasure house.

When you enter it, you can't see the original appearance of the wall. There are all kinds of swords hanging around the wall. Ye Biyao glanced at it and found that most of them were low-grade magic weapons. It is suitable for foundation-building monks.

With Fairy Hongxia’s middle-grade flying sword, Ye Biyao did not plan to choose another sword.

Turn your eyes to the wooden rack on the other side. The wooden rack is divided into many grids, with various magic weapons placed respectively.

There are daggers, ribbons, flying boots, etc., and Ye Biyao is dazzling.

In addition, she had never seen so many magic weapons gather together in her previous life.

The most dazzling one is the red ribbon, which is actually a top-grade magic weapon, and can also be used in the cultivation level of the golden elixir.

Unfortunately, the color was too red and too conspicuous. Ye Biyao hesitated for a moment and then turned her eyes elsewhere.

Walking towards another wooden rack, Ye Biyao only glanced at it and turned to the next wooden rack.

Until he reached the last wooden stand, just a glance, Ye Biyao was attracted by a brown wooden flute at the top of the wooden stand.

The moment the wooden flute was held in his hand, Ye Biyao decided that it was it.

Ye Biyao wiped the dust from the wooden flute, put the flute on his lips and tried it gently. The sound of the flute was as continuous as the gurgling water, and as crisp and cheerful as the gurgling stream.

At this moment, Ye Biyao's whole body and mind were happy.

After trying to blow for a while, Ye Biyao stopped and looked at the wooden flute carefully. There were six holes. The length of the wooden flute was about as long as his little arm, thin and slender. He silently named it in his heart, which was called Liuyin.

When using Feng Songqu again, I will no longer be afraid of not having a suitable magic weapon, so I will use a leaf to make a living.

This six-sounding whistle was made for the phoenix monument, so Ye Biyao specially named it a similar name.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Ye Biyao really wanted to use the six-sounding whistle to try the power of the Phoenix Soundtrack here.

Although the Six-Song Horn is just a low-grade magic weapon, Ye Biyao likes it from the bottom of her heart. She chose to leave the warehouse and when she came outside the gate, the girl in white was constantly dancing the red ribbon in her hand, attracting the eye like dancing.

The girl in white chose the middle magenta ribbon that Ye Biyao looked at before.

After a while, Li Heng walked out with a smile on his face. What he chose was a medium-grade Qiankun bow.

After seeing that all three of them chose the magic weapon, Deacon Liu called over to the girl in white who was trying the magic weapon. Only after the three of them registered and received the magic weapon could they leave here.

The girl in white looked at Ye Biyao with disdain, as if she despised Ye Biyao for choosing a low-grade magic weapon.

After registration, Deacon Liu took them to collect their identity tokens and took the three of them to the council lobby of the inner door.

As soon as he entered the conference hall, Deacon Liu gave a big gift and said, "I have met the head and all the teachers and uncles. These three disciples are the first three to arrive on the hiking stairs this time."

The middle-aged monk sitting in the middle said, "I am still young and have good cultivation. I am a good seedling."

Immediately afterwards, Deacon Liu introduced the names and ages of Ye Biyao and the other two again, and then several eyes shot towards Ye Biyao.

One of the female cultivators in red waved to Ye Biyao and said, "Biyao isn't it? Come on, come up and test your spiritual roots first."

Ye Biyao responded and stepped forward. The magic weapon he tested was still the round bead he tested before, which was undoubtedly the same as the previous test. Everyone looked at Ye Biyao with a hint of regret and curiosity.
Chapter completed!