Chapter 381 Promotion Channel
"There are also some independent cultivators who meet the requirements. If they can participate, it can be considered as changing their destiny."

Hear the news.

Someone nearby immediately asked hurriedly and anxiously.

"I haven't heard of this policy yet. Currently, it should be that only disciples from sects or families are allowed to participate."

Countless people regret it.

"It's already difficult for us independent cultivators to practice, it would be great if we could join a sect."

"The Feitian Sect is kindhearted. I heard that they provide disciples with a wide range of cultivation resources, and they don't treat disciples like cattle and horses to be raised."

"What a pity! I also want to be one of the high and mighty second-generation immortals in the family."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yang frowned slightly, then immediately relaxed his brows.

In fact, Feitianmen has taken great care of these independent practitioners.

However, the entry requirements are extremely high. As long as one can reach the third level in the cultivation of the hundreds of arts of immortality, elixirs, talismans, instruments, formations, elixirs, spiritual plants, and animal training, Feitian Gate will give the green light and employ them as deacons.

Just being able to cultivate to the third level can already be considered a high-level technical talent.

The independent cultivators already have many choices, and they may not necessarily choose Feitianmen.

However, these people's discussions did serve as a reminder to Ye Yang.

The number of these independent cultivators is huge.

By participating in Feitian Sect's disciple assessment, you may be able to find some leaks and add fresh blood to the sect.

The most important thing is that it has formed a system for the lower-level independent cultivators to move forward stably, allowing them to see hope and give them motivation, instead of simply solidifying the class structure.

It will also be conducive to the implementation of a series of subsequent plans of Feitian.

However, these independent cultivators are of varying quality.

No one knows whether there are any criminals or traitors.

In addition, from obscurity to the beginning of power.

As time goes by, it is hard to guarantee that one will not be indecisive and end up like the man from Nanming Mountain.

Ever since I learned the lesson from Nanmingshan last time.

Today's sect has made a series of reforms to the system.

In particular, important resources of the sect, such as the mountain protection formation, spirit vein nodes, and scripture library, are kept under strict surveillance.

They are all guarded by the sect's most loyal disciples, who only take orders from the sect leader and are difficult to command even by ordinary elders and guardians.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang did not drink the remaining half cup of spiritual tea.

A man walked out of Taoan Market, and rode on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, returning to the sect.

The system of this disciple competition was originally formulated by him.

Soon, at Ye Yang's call, the official hall was filled with people.

Of course, we won’t mention that Gu Qingshu, the head of the Personnel Hall, turned into a monster.

The deputy hall master Zhang Li has also been sent out for many years.

The remaining deputy hall master Liu also died in the sect war.

Currently this is the Official Affairs Hall.

In terms of cultivation level and qualifications, he is the number one.

Soon, someone brought a jade slip that contained detailed rules and regulations.

"Protector Ye, this is the process of this year's disciple competition."

“I wonder if there is anything that needs to be improved.”

Ye Yang took a look and found that the rules were detailed and fair.

"That's right, but the sect has always been about recruiting talents in a proper way, and it also focuses on absorbing fresh blood."

"In the past few years, the sect's system has been improved, and many independent cultivators want to join. We should select the virtuous and capable to be accepted into the sect."

"The specific system to be adopted still needs further discussion."

Now he no longer has to do the specific matters himself.

He just needs to give the order and someone will do it immediately.

Discussions soon began in the venue.

"In my opinion, among the independent cultivators under the age of 60, those who can master the first-level skills can join the sect."

For example, it is not difficult to train a first-level alchemist.

However, independent practitioners lack inheritance and have no one to provide special guidance.

Those who can cultivate to the first level of skills before the age of sixty should have good qualifications.

Many people agreed.

Ye Yang also thought it was feasible and said

"In that case, go down and make preparations. Once the rules are finalized, submit them to the headmaster for review."

……

In the afterglow of sunset.

The water flows away gradually.

A huge green mule was pulling a cart filled with silt and miscellaneous gravel dredged from the river.

Next to this huge cart there were two or three ragged, strong men.

They took a look at the mud on the cart and said.

"This cart of spiritual mud has been nourished by the water vapor at the bottom of the water for thousands of years. It is indeed fat and strong."

"After we go back, we will expose it to the sun and dry it with the spiritual wind. There will definitely be many families willing to take it back to nourish their spiritual fields."

"Let's not talk about far away, just take the Zhang family, aren't they going to buy a lot?"

"This way, we brothers can find another way to make a living."

Nangbantou exhaled lazily, took a huge whip in his hand and whipped the green mule.

The huge mule covered with green hair immediately started walking quickly.

He urged while picking out the shredded meat in his mouth with a toothpick.

"Don't waste your time, hurry back. Today, the masters of Feitianmen killed two monsters, which is just enough for us to eat some meat."

"These two monsters are almost reaching the third level of cultivation. Their flesh and blood are very nutritious. Let me eat a few more bites of them later. Maybe I can break through the realm."

The level from the first to the second level of the monster corresponds to the Qi-transmitting realm.

The strength of a third-level monster is not much different from that of a warrior in the early stage.

The fourth-level monster has reached another level and has begun to nurture the monster pill in its body.

Only warriors who have reached the seventh level of Ningqing realm or above can deal with it.

For these low-level independent cultivators.

I can have these two huge monsters to replenish my flesh and blood.

It is a beautiful thing that you dare not even think about.

The appearance of Bandleader Wang also represented the end of a day's hard work for this team of monks.

Chu Hao led the mule and looked up, only to see the vast water surface. The setting sun above the water flow dyed the river with a layer of golden light. This rich water light was vast and boundless.

As a practitioner of water spirits, he felt a kind of excitement from the bottom of his heart.
He thought of the two pieces of monster flesh and blood that were separated from him and swallowed secretly.

Everyone knows that monsters are rare.

Especially the second-level monsters are difficult to hunt and kill.

If he swallowed the flesh and blood of these two monsters and practiced diligently, his cultivation might be able to reach a higher level.

"Unfortunately, the path of cultivation for independent practitioners is too difficult. I am already in my twenties and am still in the middle stage of Tongqi."

"I heard that the outstanding disciples of Feitian Sect are already preparing to break through to the martial arts realm at this age."

After a while, a group of people pulled the green mule to a wooden house.

Wang Bantou, headed by R, glanced at everyone and said.

"After you finish your meal, don't go too far away. This channel is full of water vapor. No one has visited this newly opened waterway before. There may be some water-related spiritual herbs. Let's explore it at night."

"Maybe we can find something."

There have been heavy rains in this area for three years, and many things have been washed out.

In fact, some people have obtained a lot of things from the river in these days.

Some of them were spiritual stones that were washed away, some were fragments of magical instruments, and some were pills that had been soaked in water for a long time.

After a while, a pot of fragrant braised snake meat was served, drizzled with red sauce, filling the house with fragrance.

When you smell it, your mouth will water.

But there were too many people and no one picked up the food with their chopsticks, so it was gone.

Just as Chu Hao smacked his lips, savored the food carefully, and was about to leave, Bantou Wang grabbed him again and led him to a quiet room.

Wang Bantou actually brought out another pot of braised snake meat.

"Chu Hao, eat a few more bites."

"it is good."

Chu Hao did not refuse, as he was about to break through.

He didn't think much at this moment. He just held the bowl as big as a washbasin and ate and drank voraciously.

I don’t know how long it has been since I last ate this flesh and blood rich in spiritual energy.

Halfway through the meal.

The squad leader Wang walked up to him and said.

"How's the food? Is it sweet?"

When you are in your teens and twenties, it is the time to eat and drink as much as you can.

Chu Hao licked his lips, looking a little embarrassed. He was only 70% full after finishing the meal.

When he saw Bantou Wang coming over, he knew something was wrong.

He wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and said.

He quickly sat aside and left a seat for Wang Bantou.

"Squad leader, what do you want me to do?"

Bantou Wang smiled, took out another piece of dried crab meat and placed it in front of him.

"You are about to break through, so eat more."

Chu Hao looked at him in surprise.

This squad leader, Wang, who has followed him for many years, cannot be said to be stingy, but he is not generous either.

He worked in this storm lake for three years and was a poor peasant.

He had never been given monster meat to eat before.

Therefore, Chu Hao felt something was wrong at the first moment.

He looked at Bantou Wang and took a step back.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. You know I always trust you. As long as you don't kick me out of this canal, everything is fine."

"You also know that my cultivation depends entirely on the spiritual stones and skills given by the construction of the canal."

Bantou Wang sighed, scratched his head, and spoke a little embarrassedly.

"It's something."

"I heard that Feitian Sect will be looking for a group of reliable talents with clean backgrounds among the independent cultivators in the near future and recruit them into the sect."

"That son is about the same age as Hao Ge'er, but he is not even one ten-thousandth as talented as Hao Ge'er."

"They have been in a warm place and have never experienced life and death battles. People's hearts are sinister and they will never be able to show up on the stage."

"So I hope that when the time comes, if there is a chance, Brother Hao can take care of it."

Chu Hao nodded and agreed to the offer without any hesitation.

First of all, this does not harm his interests.

Secondly, he and Wang Bantou were still in a superior-subordinate relationship after all, and reality did not allow him to refuse.

Seven or eight years ago, he accidentally obtained inheritance and stepped into the world of cultivation.

But I never thought that being a free cultivator would be harder than ascending to heaven.

Over the years, I have read a lot of travel notes, miscellaneous talks, human geography, and various unofficial histories, but I am still a long way from the true practice of Dafa.

Therefore, I was even more yearning for the Feitian Gate.

But he also knew that he and other independent cultivators had neither extraordinary abilities nor special skills.

I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to join Feitian Sect.

Hearing this, Bantou Wang looked at his back and smiled.

He did not reveal the underlying reasons.

In fact, he knew that whether it was his beloved son or Chu Hao, the possibility of being able to join Feitian Sect was very slim.

After all, who knows how many family monks are waiting there.

These casual cultivators were one step late, and every step was late. It can be said that they lost at the starting line.

I don’t know how far behind I am from those family cultivators, and few sects take me seriously.

His real plan was to let his beloved son take advantage of Feitianmen's opportunity to recruit disciples.

See if you can catch the attention of the Zhang family and marry into their fork Zhang family.

In fact, there are many people who want to marry into the Zhang family, but there are few vacancies.

He valued the man in front of him because he was honest and simple and didn't talk much.

It means letting him assist.

In fact, the means had already been arranged.

Having his own son with him, this guy's stupidity naturally makes him stand out more.

If I can be valued by the Zhang family at that time.

His Wang family has finally escaped the fate of being a peasant cultivator.

Become a member of the family monks
(End of this chapter)