Everyone has different priorities when it comes to choosing disciples.
However, in this short-term training, in order to seize more stone houses, more people will choose to focus on talent.
For example, when Ai Xue was searching for villagers, she even brought out a magic Law Treasure to test their talents.
Although with their current strength, they could roughly discern the opponent's talent at a glance, this was only a rough estimate. To accurately assess the situation in a short time, using magical Law Treasure was the most effective option.
Of course, Ye Qiubai and the others didn't see it that way.
Their focus is not only on talent, but also on character and temperament.
After all, for Ye Qiubai and his group, imparting the Dao of cultivation was an extremely serious matter.
Even if it's only for a year.
If that person becomes a Daoist practitioner and then develops a bad character, he will cause harm to the region.
This is also part of their responsibility.
Therefore, they place more emphasis on character and temperament.
At this moment, everyone had dispersed to search for their respective disciples.
As Ye Qiubai walked along the village road, although some villagers stopped to watch, everyone's face was filled with trepidation and unease, and no one dared to approach and ask questions.
This is understandable. Although Ye Qiubai wasn't wearing any fancy robes, his simple blue shirt and the aura of a cultivator were enough to make these villagers, dressed in tattered linen clothes, feel his presence.
He is not from the same world as them.
Seeing this, Ye Qiubai smiled and stepped forward.
But as soon as they moved forward, the villagers would take a few steps back.
Ye Qiubai smiled helplessly, "Everyone, there's no need to be afraid. I'm here to help you. I have no intention of harming you."
At this point, a Intent of Unending Life shines through.
Like the warm sun shining on the villagers, it made them feel warm all over, and swept away the physical and mental fatigue brought on by long-term farm work!
The villagers were utterly astonished by the effect.
Some elderly people even knelt down and bowed deeply, saying, "It's a deity! The deity's visit to our Fortune Temple Village is our blessing!"
Some young people stepped forward and asked, "What brings the immortals to our Fortune Temple Village?"
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "I've come here to take on a disciple."
Taking on disciples?
The young people exclaimed excitedly, "Does that mean we could all become immortals?"
"That's right, but I'll only choose one person." Ye Qiubai smiled.
Upon hearing this...
Immediately, a strong, robust young man came forward carrying a hoe, excitedly tearing the dirt off his clothes and asking, "Hey, Immortal, do you think I'm up to the task?"
Ye Qiubai smiled, a golden glint flashing in his eyes as he looked at the burly man.
In an instant, the burly man felt as if he had been seen through from head to toe!
But Ye Qiubai's next words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the burly man's heart.
"Good physique, but unfortunately not suitable for my path of cultivation."
The burly man, looking as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant, said, "Well... thank you, Immortal Master." He then stepped aside.
Seeing another group of young villagers squeeze forward, Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "Come one by one, everyone has a chance."
After some deliberation.
Ye Qiubai ultimately kept the two young men.
A boy who looked to be underage, with a tanned face but also a handsome appearance.
The other one was all muscle and had a smug smile on his face.
Both of these individuals were considered by Ye Qiubai to have the aptitude for sword cultivation.
However, whether he can become a sword cultivator and whether he is worthy of being taught cultivation methods by Ye Qiubai still requires a test of his character.
For sword cultivators, both temperament and talent are indispensable!
But.
Just as everyone was selecting disciples, or even when the selection was already complete.
A burst of flame shooting into the sky caught everyone's attention.
Ye Qiubai and the two newly chosen prospective disciples beside him also looked in that direction.
At the village entrance, a high platform had suddenly risen from the ground!
Ai Xue stood on the high platform, her entire body wreathed in raging flames!
The flames formed ribbons that floated around Ai Xue.
In the eyes of the villagers, a fire Divine Maiden had descended!
Ai Xue announced loudly, "I wish to take on disciples. Those who wish to become my disciples, ascend this high platform and take the test! Anyone who passes will become my disciple!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiubai and the others all tensed slightly.
It seems that Ai Xue has chosen to cast a wide net...
Moreover, Ai Xue's high-profile actions could very well steal away the disciples that others have already decided on!
The weak always respect the strong.
Ai Xue deliberately displayed her strength for this very purpose.
If the others haven't even received a discipleship, wouldn't that mean they've already failed the test?
As expected.
Under Ai Xue's high-profile display, the burly man Niu Zhong standing in front of Ye Qiubai showed envy and admiration in his eyes. He glanced back at Ye Qiubai, seemingly after making a comparison, and then said, "I'm sorry, Immortal Master... I... might be more suitable for that lord."
Whether it's suitable or not, that's all nonsense; it's just an excuse.
However, Ye Qiubai didn't care about this at all; on the contrary, it allowed him to see a person's true character more clearly.
So he didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, saying, "Everyone has their own ambitions, go ahead."
Upon hearing this, Niu Zhong was overjoyed. Without even bowing or apologizing, he ran straight towards the high platform!
Not only Niu Zhong, but also other villagers who had been accepted as prospective disciples by others ran over!
Ye Qiubai looked down at the boy beside him and said with a smile, "Why aren't you going?"
A simple, honest smile appeared on the boy's still somewhat childish face. He scratched his head and said, "My father taught me from a young age that one should never be fickle, one should be consistent, and one should never betray others."
Ye Qiubai couldn't help but laugh heartily, patting the boy's head and saying, "Being fickle isn't the right word to use here. But it's clear your father has raised you very well."
Although the idiom was used incorrectly, the general meaning was still the same.
These few simple words are easy to say.
But how many people in the entire cultivation world today can do this and have a clear conscience?
Even children understand these principles, but the older we get and the more experiences we have, the more we forget them...
Ye Qiubai asked with a smile, "What's your name?"
The boy called out loudly, " Mu Shi!"
" Mu Shi..." Ye Qiubai patted Mu Shi's head, his smile fading as he said earnestly, "I hope you can always remember what your father taught you and never forget your original aspirations."
Mu Shi nodded emphatically!
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "Very well, from now on you are my disciple. My name is Ye Qiubai."
At this point, Ye Qiubai couldn't help but recall the scene when his master saved him and took him as his disciple, his eyes filled with reminiscence.
Sudden.
Ai Xue's voice came through.
" Mu Shi, I see you have considerable talent, suitable to inherit my path of cultivation. Why don't you become my disciple?"