Chapter 1738 Distribution
The sudden scene shocked everyone. Youyun Patriarch was the first person under the Nascent Soul stage, but he actually said such a thing for a fake spiritual root.
He wasted so much precious time and was even willing to accept him as a disciple and give him a waste resource.
In the hearts of these people present, they were envious.
After all, there are only a few people with good talents. Most of them are not talented. How good can mixed spiritual roots be?
The unfair treatment they received in each peak, the spiritual medicine resources were seen being taken away by other talented disciples.
They hated it in their hearts and wanted fairness.
After the words "I am willing" fell, Xiao Han directly put a mark on the iron pillar.
Even the headmaster and the elder in the void looked sideways frequently. Why did Xiao Han care so much about a fake spiritual root?
The elder looked at Master Han with a smile and said, "Xiao Han, you said he is already hundreds of years old, when will he grow up a little bit."
"He is still too young, not mature at all, Master, you should educate him more, don't go astray."
Master Han also felt that Xiao Han's behavior was too much. If it was a low-grade spiritual root, it would be worth it.
After all, he has a certain potential. Isn't it a waste of time if he has a fake spiritual root?
But after all, he is his own people, so Master Han still replied, "Hey, in terms of youth, your disciples seem to be really immature."
"Why laugh at others when you are fifty steps away?"
The elder smiled indifferently when he heard what the master said. After a while, we will see if your mouth is still so hard.
A small episode gradually disappeared in various discussions. The young man named Zhao Tiezhu only attracted more attention from these people, and soon it would fall into the long river of memory.
After all, everyone is very busy, and no one will be so idle to remember this matter.
Xiao Han stepped into the void again, returned to his seat, sat down and closed his eyes to rest.
The spiritual root test continued, and from time to time there would be a disciple with top-grade spiritual root qualifications, but Xiao Han didn't pay much attention to them.
In any case, these people had nothing to do with him. Most of these top disciples would choose the headmaster or several elders of the sect.
Time passed quickly, and more than 20,000 people finished the test soon. In the end, the number of people with spiritual roots exceeded 5,000.
This was the largest number of people who passed in history, and the number was more than ten times.
Most of them were mixed spiritual roots. There were only more than 900 people with low-grade spiritual roots, less than 1,000, and even fewer with medium-grade spiritual roots, only more than 300 people, more than 70 people with high-grade spiritual roots, and only ten people with top-grade spiritual roots.
As for the top-grade mutant spiritual roots, there were only two.
As the number decreased layer by layer, the total number of people who could be called spiritual roots was only more than 1,000.
There were less than one thousand people with excellent talents, which was much lower than in previous years.
After waiting for a while, the aptitude test was announced to be over. Li Yuanhua, who had gone back to rest, also came and continued to organize the meeting with Zhong Yu.
Among these extremely talented disciples, Li Qiye chose Li Yuanhua and Yang Xuan chose Lei Yunfeng.
The remaining ten people were given two by the great elders, the headmaster got two, and the remaining six were assigned to other elders of the sect.
The whole distribution process was extremely calm, and even the headmaster and the great elder seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.
Xiao Han thought that the headmaster and the great elder would fight hard for this extremely talented disciple, but he didn't expect it to end like this.
After the distribution of these extremely talented disciples was completed, Li Yuanhua directly put those disciples with upper, middle and lower spiritual roots together.
After a moment of silence, he said loudly: "There are a total of 1,404 disciples with upper, middle and lower spiritual roots, and they will be randomly divided into 108 groups."
"Next is the battle between the peaks. Everyone knows the rules of the battle, so I won't explain it in detail."
"The participants will be divided into groups of two. The winners will enter the next round, and the losers will continue to fight with the losers."
"Okay, participants from each peak can come to the top of this peak."
"Due to limited time, if you don't show up at the top of the peak in half an hour, it will be considered as giving up, and you will be randomly assigned to a group left by other peaks."
These disciples with upper, middle and lower spiritual roots naturally have no right to choose on their own, and can only wait for others to choose.
As for the remaining miscellaneous spiritual roots, their fate is even more miserable. If there were no secret realms later, most of them might not be wanted.
Even if they were accepted into the peak, they might be destined to do odd jobs all their lives, and resources would never be given.
"Yushan of Tongyun Peak." Among the disciples watching the battle, a figure accelerated and appeared on the top of the peak where the candidates stayed.
He also used the flying talisman to give himself a short flight.
"Lei Li from Leiyun Peak."
"Zhou Pan from Chuyun Peak."
"Yang Jun from Ziyun Peak."
As the disciples of Tongyun Peak appeared, each peak also sent out its own disciples to fight.
Among these people, most of them were in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and occasionally there was one in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
This was still the case for those peaks that were in decline, and some even had their peak masters come to participate in the competition for disciples.
Deng Yuankui saw that most of the participating disciples of the peaks had arrived, and several quarters of an hour had passed, but Xiao Qian from Youyun Peak still hadn't arrived.
He directly said to Xiao Han: "Hey, why didn't Youyun Peak send any disciples? They can't even send one in the early stage of Foundation Establishment!"
"This sneer made many people laugh lightly. If it weren't for the Youyun Patriarch, I'm afraid they would have laughed unscrupulously long ago."
Xiao Han frowned, and released his entire consciousness directly, and listened as far as possible.
This Xiao Qian should not be unaware of the seriousness of the matter. Even if he did not complete the task he assigned, he would still come to participate in the Feixian Conference.
Soon, Xiao Han locked onto a figure that was coming quickly.
Judging from the distance, it should take enough time to get here from that position.
Then he chuckled and said, "Elder Deng, the time has not come yet. I don't know what you are in a hurry for."
Deng Yuankui laughed and said, "Hehe, I'm afraid that your Youyun Peak Master Xiao Qian doesn't dare to come!"
"That's right, even if he comes, what can he do? He is just a person who has just established his foundation. If he comes, he will probably be the last one."
When Deng Yuankui said this, his voice was particularly loud, as if he wanted everyone to hear it.
Xiao Han sneered, "There's still some time, since Elder Deng has so much leisure time."
"Why don't we fight before it starts to liven up the Feixian Conference?"
Hearing what Xiao Han said, Deng Yuankui was speechless. What a joke! Li Xingyan, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, was beaten into that state. How could he dare to fight him?
But there were so many people here, and he couldn't lose face. He could only forcefully respond, "The Feixian Conference is not a place for you and me to mess around."
"Since the time hasn't come yet, let's wait and see if Xiao Qian is really afraid or dares to fight. Even if he loses, he should be brave enough to challenge."
After that, he stopped talking, fearing that Xiao Han would mention the fight again.