Tiandang Mountain was covered in clouds and mist. Birds were chirping and purple clouds filled the sky. It was magnificent.
The Sky-sea Pavilion was located here.
The Sky-sea Pavilion was a ninth-rank sect.
A ninth rank sect was considered an unranked sect within the borders of the Great Yan Kingdom.
In Yan Country, sects were divided into nine ranks.
Rank-1 was the strongest sect, and Rank-9 was the last.
Although the Sky-sea Pavilion was one of the last sects, it was still a small sect in the sect.
However, in the eyes of the secular world, it was still a large immortal sect with an extremely revered status.
The greatest wish of countless people in their lives was for their children to have the talent to cultivate and enter a sect.
From then on, he would be able to soar into the sky, transcend freedom, and escape the endless sea of reincarnation.
Today was the annual recruitment day of the Sky-sea Pavilion.
A magnificent hall stood at the foot of the mountain. In front of the hall was a vast square.
There were nearly 10,000 youths around the age of 16 or 17 in the square.
Some of these youths were standing on the ground with anxious expressions.
Some sat cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed, looking mature and prudent.
Someone was full of confidence and looked forward to it.
Someone was pacing back and forth with a worried expression.
The various scenes of the human world appeared one by one.
However, among the crowd's different expressions, there was a handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes who stood rooted to the ground with a dumbfounded expression.
"This isn't a movie, is it?" Zhou Qing looked at the people around him who were dressed in ancient costumes with a strange expression.
Looking up at the sky, Zhou Qing had to admit one thing.
He had transmigrated.
A golden sun hung in the sky.
On the left and right sides of the golden sun, there was a small red sun that was still slowly rotating around the golden sun.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing was dumbfounded.
However, even though there were three suns, the temperature was about the same as Earth.
"That's good too. My life on Earth is not satisfactory. I've been an orphan since I was young, so there's nothing to miss.”Zhou Qing clenched his fists and quickly calmed down.
Immediately after, a wave of excitement surged into his heart.
After all, according to the current situation, this should be a fantasy world.
Stars and moons, grave mountains and seas, overwhelming prodigies suppressing the world, all these scenes from the novel revolved in Zhou Qing's mind.
"Whoosh!"
Just as Zhou Qing was looking around carefully, a loud noise came from the sky.
Immediately after, a middle-aged man in a white robe with a solemn expression slowly descended from the sky. A breeze floated around him, and Dao runes circulated. There was also the faint sound of a sword.
"I'm Li Mingxuan, an elder of the Sky-sea Pavilion.”Li Mingxuan landed steadily on the ground. His voice was slow and gentle, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"Today is the day when the Sky-sea Pavilion recruits disciples. It's easy to become a disciple of the Sky-sea Pavilion.”
Li Mingxuan slowly swept his gaze across the crowd, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire place.
Everyone who looked at him lowered their heads nervously.
However, Zhou Qing met Li Mingxuan's gaze openly and did not reveal the slightest hint of nervousness.
The others were all around 16 years old and basically had no social experience. To put it bluntly, they were no different from little kids.
However, Zhou Qing had worked for six years after graduating from university in his previous life. He had seen all kinds of people, so his aura was very different from the others around him.
Li Mingxuan was surprised to see that Zhou Qing was not afraid at all. He nodded slightly and looked away.
"This is our sect's basic cultivation technique, the Qi Gathering Technique.”Li Mingxuan waved his wrist, and suddenly, scriptures that came out of nowhere floated in the air and slowly landed in front of everyone.
Zhou Qing carefully examined the Qi-Gathering Technique.
Although it was a scripture, it was only a thin ten pages.
" Since you're here, I'm sure you know the rules. As long as you read the Qi-gathering Technique, you'll have to work in the Sky-sea Pavilion for the rest of your life, regardless of whether you pass the entry requirements or not…"
After Li Mingxuan's explanation, Zhou Qing understood.
Although the Qi-gathering Technique was the lowest-level cultivation technique and only had about ten pages, it was still a cultivation technique of the Sky-sea Pavilion.
Once he finished cultivating, he would have to work in the Sky-sea Pavilion for the rest of his life and become a disciple of the Sky-sea Pavilion.
Otherwise, wouldn't the cultivation techniques of the sect be everywhere?
The entrance exam of the Sky-sea Pavilion was very simple.
He had three months to practice the Qi-gathering Technique.
Those who cultivated Qi Sense in the first 15 days would become inner sect disciples.
Those who cultivated Qi Sense in the previous month would become outer sect disciples.
Those who had only cultivated Qi Sense within three months meant that their cultivation talent was very poor and could only become a servant disciple.
Although they were servant disciples, they could also have the opportunity to cultivate. It was still something that ordinary people yearned for.
As for the last type, those who had not cultivated for more than three months basically had no talent for cultivation.
They would be sent to various places in the Yan Kingdom to do business.
After all, the sect undoubtedly consumed a considerable amount of cultivation resources to nurture disciples.
They also needed the help of ordinary people to manage and strengthen the sect.
“... Alright, I've already arranged a room for you. Go back and cultivate as soon as possible.”After Li Mingxuan finished speaking, he took a light step forward and turned around to fly away. A cool breeze circulated around him, making him look elegant.
Then, some people dressed in the Sky-sea Pavilion's disciple service began to assign rooms to the people and lead them to the rooms.
After a while, Zhou Qing and the other nine people followed a disciple to a room.
Although the room looked old, it was clean and tidy.
There were ten beds inside. This was a room for ten people.
On each bed, there were two sets of sackcloth sect clothing and some basic daily necessities.
After all, they were not even handymen. It was impossible for the sect to arrange a room for everyone.
In this world, the strong were respected, and resources were matched with strength.
"Two meals a day, no time limit. Eat when you're hungry. Your main task is to cultivate the Qi-gathering Technique. If you have any other questions, you can find me in the side hall.”The senior brother who led the way walked out after he finished speaking.
The ten new disciples who were left behind looked at each other in confusion.
Zhou Qing ignored them. He found a bed at the innermost and sat down.
"I wonder how my talent is?" Zhou Qing wasn't sure either.
Not daring to waste any time, Zhou Qing sat on the bed and flipped open the Qi-Gathering Technique.
"Boom!"
The moment he flipped open the Qi-gathering technique, Zhou Qing's mind rumbled.
Then, a voice sounded in Zhou Qing's mind.
Ding! Talent point system binding…He was adjusting his character panel.
Character: Zhou Qing
[Constitution: Mortal Body]
[Cultivation speed: 0.1 times (1 times is the normal cultivation speed)]
[Remaining Talent Points: 0]
You can receive talent points by checking in today. Would you like to receive it?
"System?" Zhou Qing was overjoyed.
Zhou Qing didn't have time to think about it and thought to himself,""Receive it."
Ding! You have successfully logged in today and received 10 points of talent. Host, please receive it tomorrow.
As he successfully logged in, Zhou Qing saw that the number of talent points he could add on his character panel had increased to 10 points.
"Mortal bodies are normal, but what the hell is this 0.1 times cultivation speed? Am I not even as good as an ordinary person?" Zhou Qing cursed in his heart. Fortunately, he had the system. Otherwise, he would be a good-for-nothing cultivator.
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