Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

A month passed slowly, and still none of the four people came out of retreat, and it was time for the sect to recruit disciples, which was a once-in-4-years event.

Since Yi Li is now one of the most famous people in the sect in terms of both cultivation and status, he is naturally able to preside over this ceremony.

Yi Li seemed to be very good at these trivial matters, and he kept everything in order. Chen Yin's clone was also mixed in, and at the age of seven or eight, he was not conspicuous.

The clothes on his body were tattered, which was similar to how most children dressed. Most of those who eventually embarked on the path of cultivating immortals did not have any family background. They just wanted to give it a try when they had no other options.

Rich people have never had the obsession of cultivating immortals, because after starting to cultivate, their souls will fly away and there will be no afterlife. Don't be fooled by Qingqi's extravagant style. In this world, cultivating immortals is more about hard work, and naturally no one wants to endure the hard work of never having an afterlife.

Looking at these little brats lining up one by one to get their qualifications checked, Yi Li never had any hope for this time. He knew the fact that the spiritual energy in the world of cultivation was exhausted, and it was extremely difficult to give birth to a talented child at this time.

Yi Li seemed a little nonchalant when he sat there. The elder next to him asked, "Is Master Yi going to accept a disciple this time?"

After regaining his focus and taking a look at the elder who had spoken, Yi Li remembered that it was time for him to accept disciples. In terms of his cultivation and qualifications, he had not been a disciple for long. It was just because he had been busy with cultivation and sect affairs, and his prestige was rising, that the elders asked him about this.

Now he really had no intention of accepting any disciples, Yi Li shook his head, but then he thought that Lunjian Peak was too deserted, and it would not be a bad idea to accept two outer disciples to Lunjian Peak.

So he said, "I haven't thought about accepting any disciples yet. First, the master is still in seclusion, and second, the sect is busy with affairs. If I accept a disciple, I'm afraid I will have to teach him carefully. I'll wait until the headmaster and the master come out. However, Lunjian Peak should indeed be more popular. Let's recruit a few disciples from outside the sect to do odd jobs."

The so-called inner sect menial disciples are actually also regarded as registered disciples of the peak master. They are the only way for outer sect disciples with not very good qualifications to enter the inner sect. They can also obtain more resources. If the peak master is interested, he will give some guidance. The benefits are naturally needless to say.

So when this news was passed on, the newly recruited disciples or the existing disciples outside the sect were all very happy, but at this time it happened to be the turn of Chen Yin's clone to come forward.

The dirty little boy placed his right hand, which was so black and even had uneven nails, on the test plate for measuring spiritual roots, and a snowflake-like ice crystal appeared in the air.

"Ice spiritual roots." Yi Li took all of this in. He had the same spiritual roots as his master.

The dirty little boy looked up at Yi Luo with pure and innocent eyes. Yi Luo suddenly remembered those tribesmen. Foxes also had such eyes when they were young.

"What's your name?" Yi Li asked.

The little boy realized that he was being spoken to, but his reaction was a little slow, as if he had not talked to anyone for a long time. After a while, he uttered word by word: "I... don't... have... a... name..."

It turned out that he was born with some defects, which was a pity. Such an amazing talent made everyone sitting there shake their heads for a moment.