At this time, many young men and women in the square cast their eyes on a man who was dressed simply and looked ordinary.
This kind of man, if placed in a crowd, would definitely not attract anyone's attention, and would be completely a passerby.
This person was naturally Lu Weiyun!
"Are you a first-grade bloodline?"
Yun Jiangxue looked at Lu Weiyun with a frosty face.
"Master, I can go forward to test!"
After Lu Weiyun finished speaking, fearing that Yun Jiangxue would regret it, he quickly rushed to the high platform and put his palm close to the measuring stone tablet.
Buzz!
The measuring stone tablet made a roaring sound.
The first blood-colored scale lit up.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Then, the second, third, and fourth blood-colored scales lit up.
When the many men and women in the square saw this scene, they all showed contempt on their faces.
This is obviously a fourth-grade bloodline, which has already passed the assessment.
On the high platform, Yun Jiangxue was also relieved. If this guy really had a first-grade bloodline, wouldn't he really have to accept a waste as his apprentice?
Buzz buzz buzz!
A few more roars!
The fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth blood-colored scales lit up one by one.
The entire square was in an uproar, and everyone was stunned.
On the high platform, Yun Jiangxue and Elder Zhu Yuehe also showed shock on their faces.
Nine scales represent ninth-grade bloodline.
"Ninth-grade bloodline, is my Qingyun Sect going to rise?"
Elder Zhu Yuehe wiped his eyes vigorously, thinking that he was dazzled.
Yun Jiangxue's cold eyes were also staring at Lu Weiyun. She couldn't see any genius temperament in Lu Weiyun. He was very ordinary and plain. How could he have a ninth-grade bloodline?
Buzz!
At this moment, the tenth roar sounded from the measuring stone tablet.
The tenth blood-colored scale lit up, extremely dazzling and eye-catching.
"Ten scales lit up at the same time, divine blood!"
"This ordinary boy actually has divine blood!"
"He deliberately said that he has a first-grade blood, is he trying to attract the attention of the saint?"
All the boys and girls were already stunned.
"My Qingyun Sect is going to rise!"
Elder Zhu Yuehe was extremely excited, with tears streaming down his face.
This is a divine blood!
In their Jiangyun country, being able to give birth to a seventh-grade blood is already a top genius. Geniuses with eighth-grade and ninth-grade blood have never appeared, let alone divine blood.
"What's going on? Am I not of the first-grade bloodline?"
Lu Weiyun looked up at the scales on the measuring stone tablet and found that all ten blood-colored scales were lit up, which meant that he had a divine bloodline.
"It's unscientific. If I really had divine bloodline, I would have known long ago. There must be something wrong with this measuring stone tablet!"
Lu Weiyun had just come up with this thought.
Suddenly!
The light of the ten scales all went out, but the gray scales under the ten blood-colored scales lit up, and the light was extremely dazzling.
For a moment, everyone was stunned on the spot.
The gray light was like a basin of cold water poured on their faces.
Waste bloodline!
Originally, they thought they had witnessed a genius with divine bloodline, and could get a taste of genius luck and brag about it back to the family, but they actually witnessed the birth of a peerless waste.
Lu Weiyun was very disappointed when he saw the gray scales light up.
Although he knew that his bloodline could not be a divine bloodline, it was not a waste bloodline, right?
This was the legendary waste that became worse the more he cultivated.
However, waste was waste. As long as he seized this opportunity and worshipped Yun Jiangxue as his master, he could enter the sect and obtain cultivation resources.
As long as he had enough resources and entered the pagoda, he could practice infinitely. Even if his talent was poor, he believed that he could create a world of his own.
At this time, Yun Jiangxue's face was as cold as frost. She actually provoked a waste. She didn't want to accept a disciple. If there were really a disciple with a first or second grade bloodline who came to participate in the assessment, she would have gritted her teeth and accepted him. As a result, she met a waste bloodline.
"Master, my bloodline is waste. Can I worship you as my master?"
Lu Weiyun came to Yun Jiangxue, bowed, and looked excited.
"Are you sure you want to be my disciple? You have a useless bloodline, you can't open your mind at all, and I can't teach you anything!"
Yun Jiangxue politely refused.
"Master, I know that my talent is mediocre, no one can teach me, Master, you don't need to teach me anything, I will practice by myself."
Lu Weiyun said calmly.
"How can you, a useless person who can't even open your mind, practice by yourself?"
Yun Jiangxue was so angry that he wanted to spit blood. Doesn't this guy have any self-knowledge?
"Master, I have my own way of practicing!"
Lu Weiyun said hurriedly, fearing that Yun Jiangxue would refuse.
As long as he joined Qingyun Sect, he could get resources for practice. Among the four major sects, Qingyun Sect has the best treatment.
With resources, he can hide in the pagoda space and practice slowly. As for teaching? With his useless bloodline talent, anyone who teaches him will probably be angry to death.
Yun Jiangxue suppressed her anger and nodded, "Okay, since you insist on worshipping me as your master, then I will accept you as my disciple!"
Anyway, it was just a master-disciple relationship, and she didn't need to waste time instructing Lu Weiyun. After a year, if Lu Weiyun still couldn't open his mind, he would be expelled from Qingyun Sect.
"Disciple Lu Weiyun greets Master!"
Lu Weiyun bowed excitedly.
"After entering the sect, you should practice well. When you become an outer disciple, I will teach you again!"
After Yun Jiangxue finished speaking, she turned and left.
"Master!"
Lu Weiyun shouted and stopped Yun Jiangxue.
"What's the matter?"
Yun Jiangxue asked.
Lu Weiyun smiled and said, "Master, I heard that Master has a gift for accepting disciples. As an elder of Qingyun Sect, you won't refuse to give it, right?"
"What did you say?"
Yun Jiangxue's face was covered with a layer of frost.
This useless bloodline actually has the nerve to ask her for a gift?
Lu Weiyun saw that the situation was not right, and immediately bowed and said: "If the master does not want to give it, then just pretend that the disciple did not say anything!"
"Humph!"
Yun Jiangxue snorted coldly, waved his arm, and a three-foot-long sword appeared in his palm, and was thrown in front of Lu Weiyun.
The sword was red in color, and the blade was crystal clear, like a glass jade.
"This Fire Spirit Sword is a gift for the master!"
After saying that, Yun Jiangxue left without looking back.
Lu Weiyun held the Fire Spirit Sword in both hands, and his eyes lit up. Yun Jiangxue was the saint of Jiangyun Country and the elder of Qingyun Sect. The sword she took out should be extraordinary.
"The Fire Spirit Sword is a low-level spiritual weapon. Ordinary people may not be able to buy a low-level spiritual weapon even if they work hard for a lifetime without eating or drinking!"
"The Saint Lady gave away a low-level spiritual weapon. To be honest, I'm envious!"
"That Lu Weiyun, who is obviously a waste bloodline, not only worshipped the Saint Lady as his master, but also got a low-level spiritual weapon and successfully joined the Qingyun Sect. He is so lucky!"
All the boys and girls in the square stared at Lu Weiyun with envy and jealousy. They wished they were also a waste bloodline, and maybe they could compete with Lu Weiyun.