Chapter 442: Recruiting People (2)

Zhou Qiandan stared at the monk.

The cultivator said naively, "Didn't they say that this is where we collect body cultivators?"

He looked at the empty-handed physical cultivator and said bewilderedly, "Yes, that's right, but where's your information?"

The monk asked embarrassedly, "I can't read. Can I tell you orally?"

Zhou Qiandan's heart skipped a beat. He smiled, took out a pen and paper, and said, "Of course."

The monk confirmed again: "The more detailed the better?"

He had a bad feeling, but still said "hmm".

So next, the cultivator in front of him talked about where he was born, in which town, village, and in which corner, how he embarked on the path of physical cultivation, and then went to the places where he went to practice in his youth.

Zhou Qiandan's hands were almost broken from writing, and he finally found an opportunity to speak when the monk was taking a breath: "Fellow Daoist, there is no need to go into such detail."

He smiled innocently and said, "But I don't know which things are more important, so I can only tell you everything. Brother, please write down whatever you think is important."

Zhou Qiandan was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He was not sure what his senior sister thought was important!

In the end, the information about this brother filled up ten full pages, and Zhou Qiandan's hands were already useless.

He sent the fellow Taoist away with a smile, and gritted his teeth to ask Jin Tairan to get some hot towels to apply to his wrists.

Li Xiu saw it clearly from the side and said sympathetically, "I'll send some medicine over later."

"Thank you, Brother Li."

Tao Zi was amused when she heard this and said, "Qian Dan is so inflexible? You can use the recording ball to record the sound."

When Zhou Qiandan heard this, he looked at his wrist with a blank face, wanting to cry but unable to.

Jin Tairan huddled aside and said, "It seems that Senior Sister really wants the information to be as detailed as possible."

This seemingly groundless statement was unanimously recognized by everyone, so Lu Shaobai expressed this intentionally or unintentionally when he went to the town.

The next day, Zhou Qiandan received a large amount of information, including a lot of human-shaped information.

He decisively took out the photo ball and started recording information with a smile.

Cheng Wuchou looked at the people queuing and sighed, "So many people can't read?"

Tao Zi said: "Most independent cultivators come from ordinary families and may not have the opportunity to learn to read, especially physical cultivators. Li..."

Li Xiu immediately said, "Don't expect me to teach them how to read. I'm a medical practitioner, please remember this."

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said, "No, I mean your master is here to see you."

He groaned and looked back, and saw that the Thousand Needle Doctor was indeed standing not far away, waving at him.

Li Xiu snorted and refused to go over.

It was obvious that the master and disciple were having a conflict, so much so that Li Xiu refused to pay any attention to the master.

Tao Zi was too lazy to interfere in the affairs of the master and disciple, and went straight to chat with her brother.

On the day of recruiting people, there were quite a few people standing outside Yisan Gate. Although they all looked fierce or sinister, and occasionally there were a few silly physical cultivators mixed in, there was still a lively atmosphere. However, this liveliness made ordinary people feel scared.

Zhang Qian watched from afar, his heart beating. He had originally thought of sending his child here to practice, but seeing how Yisan Sect was currently accepting disciples, he became a little hesitant - he didn't want his child to become gloomy or fierce-looking.

His wife pinched his arm and asked, "Which beautiful girl are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about that at all."

She glanced at him in disbelief and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Don't ask so many questions, you bitch."

Zhang Qian shook his sleeves irritably and rushed towards the inn.

His wife was so angry that she chased after him and pinched him several times.

Zhang Qian was pinched so hard that it hurt. He thought to himself with a helpless smile: Forget it, it’s okay to use the child as a physical practitioner. At least he won’t feel so much pain when being pinched.

At the same time, many ordinary people who were watching were also considering this, and some people sent their children directly without caring about anything, hoping that they would be selected.

They are not Zhang Qian and have no connections with Yisanmen. Whether they can be selected depends entirely on fate. They cannot think too much about it. They can only send their children over to give it a try before Yisanmen gets up.

Tao Zi looked at the bunch of small radishes in front of her, and felt a headache. She said, "We didn't say we wanted to have children, did we?"

Li Xiumu said with a sullen face, "Of course not. What should we do now? We don't have the means to test talents. We can't just take them all in. What if there's a person with a weak spiritual vein or even no spiritual vein at all? Wouldn't that be a waste of resources?"

She thought about it and finally made a decision: "I won't accept any of them, but you can write down their names and we'll decide later when we can test their talents."

Li Xiu was too lazy to take care of this matter, so she simply called Han Yueshan to handle it.

After sending these crying little kids back to their parents, the test here officially begins.

First is the test of talent and strength. Strength is naturally determined through fighting. As for talent... in the absence of corresponding means, Yisanmen can only test it simply and crudely through age and strength comparison.

Lu Shaobai and Zhou Qiandan are in charge of physical cultivation, Yue Qingya is in charge of ghost cultivation, and finally Tao Zi will be responsible for selecting the candidates.

They were making a fuss outside, and screams could be heard from time to time, which was so miserable that Li Xiu in the house sighed.

"These body cultivators are just rough and rude, not elegant at all."

Cheng Wuchou smiled and put down the teacup heavily.

"Unlike Sister Tao, who is elegant and well-mannered. We are both physical cultivators, so why is there such a big difference?"

Tao Zi's mouth twitched. She really didn't care about this. Her brother was really treating her like a child more and more.

Li Xiu was even more bewildered than she was. Why was Master Cheng so vindictive? He was probably not even a fraction of their age, so why would he embarrass a junior like him so much?

Not long after, Yue Qingya walked in and said, "Azi, maybe we need to replace someone."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

He said helplessly, "They are too weak. They all look the same to me. It's hard to tell them apart."

Tao Zi: "...Sorry, I didn't consider this. I'll ask Hua Monk to come over."

The flower monk who was petting the little fox was forcibly brought over and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

She told him what happened, and the monk nodded casually: "Okay, I will go out and meet them."

Li Xiu blinked and said blankly: "Don't you hate the smell of them?"

He said, "But they will be my nephews in the future, so I need to learn to get used to them. Besides, this is a good opportunity to pick a few that I like, which can be considered a contribution to the sect."

Li Xiu couldn't help but worry. With Hua Seng's idea, would he really not be deceived by those people?

Tao Zi didn't think about these things and focused on the information at hand. She believed in Hua Seng's ability to identify ghost cultivators, and maybe he could even screen out some cultivators with ulterior motives in advance.