Chapter 270
Everyone's silence also silenced Ye Lan, who wanted to find out something.
He pinched Leng Qingqiu's lower back viciously. It was all his fault. He had to make the same ugly face as himself. Now, no one wanted to pay attention to him when he wanted to ask something.
What could Ye Lan do? He could only shamelessly continue to try to get close to her.
He came in front of everyone with a silly smile on his face.
"Brothers, are you all participating in the selection for the Yanwu Sect's outer disciples?"
Ye Lan looked at the two people in front of him who looked easy to talk to. He rummaged through his Qiankun bag for a long time before he took out a low-grade item and handed it to the two.
He whispered, "We two brothers, without a father or mother, are all alone and helpless. We just want to find a place to rest our feet and have enough food and drink. There's nothing else to it."
The two brothers frowned and originally wanted to stay away from this ugly monster.
But when he looked down at the extra spirit stone in his hand, his expression changed immediately.
Their faces were stiff, and for the sake of Lingshi, they reluctantly answered Ye Lan's question.
"Yes, these are the people who participated in the selection of outer disciples of Yanwu Sect."
"Then how many places are available this time, brother? Do you know?" Seeing that the man had answered his question, Ye Lan quickly stuffed another low-grade spirit stone into his pocket and asked again, "This spirit stone is a gift from the two of us brothers to you. It's all we have. I hope you can help me and tell me something."
The man didn't want to answer at first, but looking at the extra spirit stones in his hand, he still answered.
However, he still silently took a step back before saying, "There are only ten spots available for this selection of outer disciples. It's not that I'm discouraging you, brother. Although the Yanwu Sect isn't a large sect, it still has requirements for selecting disciples. You see."
"Although the people present are not disciples of aristocratic families, they are all handsome after all."
The man didn't say the rest.
How could Ye Lan not know what he meant? He was simply saying that they were so ugly that they would probably be eliminated in the first round.
Ye Lan nodded politely and then stepped back.
Leng Qingqiu has a tall and straight figure. Even though he has an extremely ugly face now, if you ignore that face, at first glance, you can still think that he must be a handsome man.
Ye Lan told Leng Qingqiu the news he had heard, and Leng Qingqiu nodded, indicating that he was not surprised at all.
He glanced at the group of people in front of him, and after a while, he instructed, "Don't worry. Outer disciples usually do odd jobs and don't usually see many people. If the manager asks, we can say that we can do anything and are not afraid of hardship or fatigue."
Ye Lan understood and added, "It's just shameless, I understand!"
After saying that, he was still a little curious about how Leng Qingqiu knew their criteria for selecting outer disciples.
Leng Qingqiu was like a worm in his stomach. Ye Lan heard him chuckle and said, "The Sect Master hasn't been involved in the sect's affairs for a long time. Naturally, he doesn't know how the outer disciples are selected."
Ye Lan, who was shot inexplicably: ...
Ye Lan smiled awkwardly, and then heard a group of people in front of him exclaiming.
“Here it comes!”
Looking up in their direction, they saw a middle-aged man in a black robe flying towards them rapidly with a flying sword under his feet.
Ye Lan reacted very quickly and immediately pulled Leng Qingqiu to kneel on the ground.
He was still shouting loudly: "Welcome Immortal!"
The shout was unusually bright, and the middle-aged man immediately looked towards Ye Lan.
When everyone saw that the Immortal Master actually looked at the two ugly monsters, they immediately followed Ye Lan's example, kneeling on the ground and shouting, "Welcome, Immortal Master."
These shouts made the middle-aged man feel comfortable all over, and he chose to land directly in the middle of the crowd.
He glanced around and finally nodded in the direction of Ye Lan.
"You, you. Both of you step forward."
The middle-aged man pointed his finger at Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu, and Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu felt as if something was circled around their waists, pulling them straight towards the middle-aged man.
Ye Lan pretended to be frightened and staggered in front of the middle-aged man. It seemed like it took a lot of effort for him to stand firm.
Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he pulled Leng Qingqiu and knelt down in front of the middle-aged man again.
Leng Qingqiu: ...
No, why did you suddenly fall in love with kneeling?
Leng Qingqiu tactfully kept silent and gave the right to speak to Ye Lan.
Ye Lan opened his mouth and began to praise the middle-aged man profusely: "The Immortal Master is indeed worthy of being called an Immortal Master, so handsome and extraordinary! My brother and I have truly had a glimpse of the Immortal Master's style today! We two brothers have no one to rely on, and we only hope to become his disciples and serve him tea and water. We hope that the Immortal Master will grant us this!"
No one doesn't like to hear nice things, even immortals.
After Ye Lan's words, the middle-aged man felt relaxed all over.
He smiled at Ye Lan, waved his hand and said, "What immortal or not, I am only responsible for recruiting your people. The real immortal is still in the sect, but you two brothers have this intention. That's all."
"But the way you two look... uh... I'm afraid you can only do the hardest and most tiring work at the outermost gate. I wonder if you two are willing to do that?"
This middle-aged man is also a veteran. He is using Ye Lan and the others as an example to others.
The ones who work the hardest and most tiring jobs are arranged in advance. If those who come later want to get in, they must give some benefits.
Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu naturally knew what was going on. Seeing that this middle-aged man was so easy to talk to, how could they not agree?
He quickly pulled Leng Qingqiu over and kowtowed to the man again, saying, "I'm willing. As long as I can be by the Immortal's side, a little hardship and fatigue doesn't matter! We two brothers are willing!"
The middle-aged man was very satisfied with Ye Lan and the others' understanding, so he stretched out his hand and gave the token of the outer disciple of Yanwu Sect to Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu.
There were ten places, and two were taken out at once.
This made the others start to panic!
They all spoke well of the middle-aged man and gave him benefits in a competitive manner, and finally the ten places for outer disciples were confirmed.
The middle-aged man touched the bulging Qiankun bag on his waist and looked at the ten people he had chosen with a smile on his face.
He waved his hand, and a huge leaf appeared under the feet of the ten people, lifting them up.
"Okay, the rest of you can go. The next time we recruit outer disciples will be five years from now. See you again if we have the chance." As he said this, he led ten people into the Yanwu Sect.
As soon as they entered the sect, Ye Lan and Leng Qingqiu were assigned to the outermost area by the middle-aged man: "You will serve here, someone will arrange for you, remember not to embarrass me."
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