After we got married, I relied on my cheap husband to get promoted.

Chapter 7
  When Cheng Jiuge walked out, he saw a person standing outside the door and didn't know what to say after the child. When he saw her coming out, he immediately raised his hand to her and said, "Little Master, my master asked you to go to Wuji Hall."

Cheng Jiuge: "Who is your master?" It's not surprising that Cheng Jiuge didn't know. It was mainly because there were too many people when they met on the second day of the wedding, so she remembered part of it.

Tu Yongzhe: "My master is True Lord Qinghe, and I am his eldest disciple Tu Yongzhe."

Cheng Jiuge nodded, "Oh, you are Senior Brother's disciple. Did your master say anything?"

Tu Yongzhe: "It should be about the recent recruitment of disciples by the Wuji Sword Sect."

Cheng Jiuge didn't know why the Wuji Sword Sect's disciple wanted to call her over, but she still followed Tu Yongzhe to the Wuji Hall in Wujian Peak.

When we arrived at Wuji Hall, there were already many people in the hall, including the headmaster and some elders.

The headmaster saw her coming and immediately pointed to a seat to one side, "Jiu Ge is here. Come and sit here first."

"Yes, head." Although he was confused, Cheng Jiuge walked over and sat down. Next to her sat senior brother Qin Shi.

Soon, everyone was probably here, and the leader spoke: "Our sect's three-year disciple recruitment conference will be held soon. Qinghe, you will host this disciple recruitment conference. This time, the recruitment of disciples will mainly be done by you." , if any of your disciples think it’s time to take on a disciple, you can go and have a look.”

Qinghe stood up: "I will obey the order of the leader."

The leader looked at Cheng Jiuge: "Huai Zhi is the only one in your generation who doesn't have a disciple yet, but he is currently in seclusion and I don't know when he will come out. As Huai Zhi's Taoist companion, Jiu Ge, you can go and see and accept a disciple for Huai Zhi." .”

"You don't have to be burdened, it's okay if you have someone you like."

Cheng Jiuge pointed at himself, "Me? What if I choose Zhongli... what if my husband doesn't like it?"

The leader: "It's okay, he won't like you as husband and wife."

Cheng Jiuge: ...The leader doesn’t think she has a good relationship with Zhong Lixiu, right?

However, no matter what, the matter was settled.

At this time, many people have come to the foot of the Wuji Sword Sect mountain. The recruitment meeting for Wuji Sword Sect’s disciples will officially begin the next day.

Yamashita was clearly divided into two camps. On one side were young ladies from aristocratic families with maids and guards, and on the other side were ordinary people wearing simpler clothes. The youngest was five years old and the oldest was thirty years old.

One of the criteria for accepting disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect is that they must be under thirty years old.

Although they are divided into two camps, no one dares to make trouble, and no young master from an aristocratic family will laugh at the poor people on one side. Because if you are not careful, they may become your senior brothers/sisters, etc., and they may also enter You have entered the inner sect, and you are just an outer sect disciple.

After all, Wuji Sword Sect does not accept disciples based on family background, and everyone feels that although the disciple recruitment conference will only start tomorrow, it cannot be ruled out that someone is observing them now.

So everyone was very peaceful. Some people were sitting on one side meditating and practicing, some were chatting together, and some were lighting a fire to cook food.

"Who do you most want to be your teacher?"

"I want to pay my respects to True Lord Qinghe. If nothing unexpected happens, I heard that True Lord Qinghe is the next head of the Wuji Sword Sect."

"I like Zhenjun Yaomei."

"It's better to be able to get in first. It's useless to talk about it now."

"I want to be a disciple of True Lord Cangguang. He doesn't have any disciples yet." True Lord Cangguang is the Taoist name of Zhonglixiu.

"Zangguang Zhenjun doesn't know whether he will accept a disciple this time. If he does, I also want to become his disciple." The most talented Zangguang Zhenjun in the world of immortality, who wouldn't want to be his disciple? “Since Zangguang Zhenjun and his Taoist companions are all here, can we accept them as disciples?”

"I don't know what kind of disciple Zangguang Zhenjun likes."

"Probably as talented as him."

"I think so too……"

...While chatting here, in Wuji Hall, everyone did observe the people at the foot of the mountain through the shadow stone.

"That one over there is Yan Anrong of the Xihai Yan family, with mutated thunder spirit roots."

"I heard that this one here is a mutated ice spirit root."

"The people this time look pretty good. They have both single spiritual roots and mutant spiritual roots."

Cheng Jiuge was also watching. She didn't know anyone, but she should know which one is better tomorrow.

At around nine o'clock the next day, Cheng Jiuge opened his eyes, washed up, and then went to Wuji Hall, where they would use the shadow stone to check the people who came up the mountain.

Tu Yongzhe had already arrived at the foot of the mountain: "The Wuji Sword Sect's apprentice recruitment meeting will now begin. Now everyone is asked to walk from the mountain to the top of the mountain. Anyone who gives up halfway will be deemed to have given up. It will take two sticks of incense."

"Yes."

After Tu Yongzhe left, everyone immediately stepped onto the stairs. The moment they stepped onto the stairs, everyone felt that their spiritual power had completely disappeared, all spells could not be used, and they completely became mortals.

Some people were surprised and immediately ran upwards, while others complained, "I can't even use my spiritual power. Is the time for two sticks of incense enough?"

"Stop talking, let's go quickly, we will fall behind in a moment."

Everyone rushed up for fear of falling to the last place in the team. However, as they went higher up, they found that it took more effort. They only reached the 200th step. Some people's feet felt like they were filled with lead. Can't lift it up at all.

Some people want to give up and sit on the steps to rest. Some people grit their teeth and persevere even though they are very tired. Some people can't even lift their feet, but they can climb up with their hands.

When they persisted until they reached the 500th floor, a beast appeared in front of someone blocking the way. It was obvious that the beast had to be killed before they could pass the level.

Some people fight against wild beasts with daggers in hand, but are defeated by the beast and have to give up. Some people can kill the wild beast directly with one punch with bare hands.

Cheng Jiuge first focused on the people in front, and then slowly focused on the last few people.

There was a child who was only ten years old. He was always in last place, but he kept persevering. His eyes were firm, the baby fat on his face had not faded, and his steps never stopped. After encountering the beast, he drew a sword. Although he had no spiritual power, he was skilled in his moves and quickly killed the beast with his sword.

After the child passed the level, he continued to grit his teeth and stepped forward. Looking at his face, Cheng Jiuge always felt that he looked like someone, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it.

Not long after, the first person to reach the top of the mountain arrived. It was Lei Linggen of the Yan family whom everyone discussed yesterday.

The second one also arrived quickly, it was the mutated ice spirit root.

Then the third, the fourth...all the way up to ninety-nine, the incense here is almost burnt out.

Cheng Jiuge looked at the Chuanying Stone. The child was still climbing the stairs. His forehead was covered with sweat and his feet were shaking. Perhaps he sensed that the time was coming. He suddenly burst out with unprecedented energy and climbed quickly using both hands and feet. , after the last bit of incense burned out, he finally reached the top, and he was also the last qualified person.

(End of this chapter)