Chapter 10 Opportunity

"Brother Lu has opened his spiritual orifice?" Yu Xiaodie asked.

"Why do you say that?" Lu Ye asked without answering.

Yu Xiaodie pointed at the storage bag on Lu Ye's waist.

Lu Ye understood, nodded and said, "Exactly." Then he asked, "What about you?"

Yu Xiaodie raised a hand, and a faint light bloomed on the palm.

She obviously had a spiritual orifice, but Lu Ye didn't know how many spiritual orifices she had. It was difficult to ask about this kind of thing, as they were not familiar with each other.

They are both monks who have opened spiritual orifices, and they have many common topics. Even though there are nearly a thousand people gathered here, there are probably only a few who have opened their spiritual orifices, and they all have extremely low cultivation levels.

Those who really have some cultivation skills have already been absorbed by Xie Yue Valley and become disciples of Xie Yue Valley. The end of this situation can be imagined.

Yu Xiaodie lowered her voice and said: "Tomorrow's opportunity is extremely important. Don't miss it. If Brother Lu has any special talents, just show them to your heart's content. This is related to your future."

She seemed to know something.

Lu Ye responded: "Understood."

Having said that, he doesn't have any special talents. He has a talent tree that others can't see, but he definitely can't show it.

After all, it wasn't good to be stuck among a bunch of women. Lu Ye said a few words to Yu Xiaodie, then said goodbye and left.

There were a lot of slaves gathered here, and the range of movement was limited. Lu Ye looked around and walked straight to a corner.

Over there, the Liu brothers were hiding behind the crowd and shivering. When they saw Lu Yexing coming, they both turned pale.

When Lu Ye stood in front of them, their expressions became even more frightened.

"You...what do you want?" Boss Liu shouted with a stern look. As he spoke, he kept glancing in the direction of the fat monk, as if he wanted to ask for help.

What answered him was a fist that kept enlarging in front of him. With just one punch, Liu Lao's nose was broken and he fell to the ground. Lu Ye kicked Liu Lao'er in front of him in the stomach again, and before he could When he fell, he grabbed his hair: "You don't seem to recognize me?"

Liu Laoer's face was full of pain, and stars were shooting out of his eyes. How could he still answer?

Lu Ye snorted coldly, and threw Liu Laoer behind him with great force, knocking him so hard that he chewed mud in his mouth and lost two of his teeth.

He occupied the original position of the Liu brothers, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

His first orifice was full at the moment, but he couldn't find the location to open the second orifice. He couldn't continue practicing, lest he waste the Qi and Blood Pills.

In the evening, people from the Haotian Alliance came to distribute food and bedding. Everyone received some. Lu Ye was not full, but fortunately there was food in Zhou Cheng's storage bag, so he took it out and ate it. stand up.

Others on the side swallowed their saliva, but no one dared to step forward to make trouble.

Since Lu Ye taught the Liu brothers a lesson, he has monopolized a large area, which has saved him a lot of trouble.

After refining the gas, his appetite grew day by day, and he could eat the dried animal meat with relish.

There was nothing to say all night, but on the second day, Lu Ye was full of energy, waiting for the so-called opportunity.

It was not until after breakfast that more than a dozen monks in different costumes came to the crowd. The leader was a middle-aged man. He stood in front with his hands behind his back. He glanced around and said with a slight smile: "You young people come from different sects." The sect and family were kidnapped and enslaved here, and they lived through many hard days, but these days are over. Every sect in the Haotian League is looking for talented people. If there is anyone who has enlightenment or a talent for cultivation, they are all there. I have the opportunity to become a disciple of each sect, I hope you will seize it, and in the future we may be able to fight side by side to slay demons and eliminate evil."

After he finished speaking, he waved gently.

The dozen or so monks in different costumes behind him took a step forward. The first one stretched out his hand and said, "You guys, follow me."

With this pull, a burst of spiritual power surged out and enveloped almost a hundred people.

When everyone came out, the monk led everyone aside.

The same goes for the second person...

There are about a thousand people enslaved, just enough for these ten monks.

Because Lu Ye was in the innermost position, he fell into the hands of the last monk.

As he walked not far, he came to a place where a monk who served the same as him came to maintain order and let everyone line up in a line.

Lu Ye was in the middle of the team, looking around and saw that the slaves who were led out before him were in the same situation.

He understood it in his heart, and he was afraid that he would have to do some tests to see if any of these slaves were enlightened and suitable for practice.

Judging from what the middle-aged monk said before, those who have opened their spiritual orifices may have greater advantages.

As for those who have no enlightenment and no talent for cultivation, they should not be taken seriously.

After the team was lined up, the monk who led them took out a desk from the storage bag, sat behind the desk, raised his head and said, "Let's get started."

The first slave came up to him at his signal.

The monk asked: "Have you ever experienced enlightenment?"

The slave shook his head: "No!"

"Yes." The monk who asked the question pushed the crystal ball he had taken out before and ordered: "Cover it with both hands."

The slave did as he was told, but the crystal ball showed no reaction.

The monk behind the desk shook his head: "If you don't have the qualifications to practice, you will be next!"

The slave suddenly lost his mind and said hurriedly: "I'm not ready, let me try again."

"Next!" The monk waved his sleeves and the chattering slave was swept aside and fell to the ground.

This scene made all the slaves still waiting in line feel anxious. They knew whether their fate could be changed or not, just by looking at the crystal ball, and they suddenly felt excited.

One by one, slaves came forward, all of whom had no qualifications for cultivation.

Until the thirteenth man put his hands on the crystal ball, the crystal ball that had been unresponsive suddenly lit up with light cyan light.

"Finally there is one!" The monk behind the desk smiled and looked up at the slave: "Name."

The slave's face flushed with excitement and he answered truthfully.

The monk behind the desk took out something that looked like a jade plaque, and activated the spiritual power in his hand. Soon, the person's name was revealed on one side of the jade plaque.

He handed the jade token to him and ordered: "Put it away carefully. You will need it later. Now go to that tent over there to see my third senior brother to check your talent."

"Yes, thank you, sir." The slave held the jade plaque as if he were holding the most precious treasure, and trotted towards the back. Behind that, there was a simple tent standing.