Elder Pavilion.

There were nine old men sitting in the spacious front hall, and these people were the nine elders of Yonghe Taoist Temple.

In charge of inner doors, outer doors, and precepts.

Among them, the old man with a one-shaped eyebrows wearing a purple shirt, wearing a purple shirt, had a cluster of eyebrows. He had just heard of the news of the riot of the green-scale snake and was shocked.

"Qinglin has never had any riots since he rioted once a hundred years ago. How could he suddenly riots at such a critical moment?"

"Lao Hei and I went to see it." The old man in black robe snorted, "Qing Lin seemed to be frightened, so he suddenly had a riot."

“Frightened.”

The old man in purple hesitated for a while and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"The green scales are located deep in the cave, but the four-leaf clover required for the trial is located in the center of the cave. What's more, there are iron scale groups before the green scales. How could these little guys in the trial touch and scare it?"

"It's not so frightened, but rather because it feels that it will take the initiative to escape from sleep when it encounters a strong enemy. It chooses to take the initiative to fight, and this is the case."

The old man in white robe suddenly spoke, and the old man in black robe glared at him after hearing this.

"Hey, I said, "Old Baitou, I think you can't get along with me today, right?" You didn't give me face in front of the outer disciples just now. You're still quarrel with me as my senior brother."

"What do you say?" The old man in white robe spoke in confusion. The old man in black robe frowned and said, "Jinglin met his opponent just now? Are you talking about those outer disciples? The spiritual body was barely enough to reach it. What threat did they have to do to Qinglin?"

"Are you sure they are all just spirits?" The old man in white robe smiled faintly.

"Then do you want to tell me that among these outer disciples, there is a master of celestial immortals? Isn't this a joke for the master of celestial immortals to be our outer disciples?" The old man in black robe curled his lips.

"Okay, stop talking!"

The old man in purple shirt browed and said, "The problem has not been explained clearly yet, you have started arguing. They are all a hundred years old, is it embarrassing to quarrel like children!"

The old man in black and white robe kept silent at the same time, and the old man in purple frowned and said.

"When the outer disciples come, I'll investigate it."

"The Elders Pavilion is ahead. You don't need to be nervous at that time. What do they ask you, and the answer is true."

Hu Qing brought a group of disciples to the front of the Elders' Pavilion. After hearing this, the disciples nodded, but their eyes were somewhat nervous.

"Master, all the uncles, and disciples bring everyone."

"Hu Qing, thank you for your hard work." The old man in purple nodded faintly. After Hu Qing handed the disciples the encouragement look, he walked behind the old man in black robe.

Unexpectedly, Hu Qing was actually a disciple of the old man in black robe. Their personalities are so different.

"You are these disciples from the outer sect."

The old man in purple clothes spoke lightly, and everyone around him nodded carefully. Even Cui Fugui, who had always been the most clamor, calmed down.

"I didn't expect that there were so few outer disciples, so it seems that there should be even fewer inner disciples."

"Uncle Master, the number of inner disciples running for is actually several times that of outer disciples." Hu Qing spoke from the side, and the old man in purple was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "This is rare."

"It's not that my senior brother is talking to the outside world. This time the inner disciples give the true teachings. Senior brother, our inner elders have really enough true teachings. You are adding pressure to us!"

The first person on the right hand of the old man in purple shirt, the burly man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Hmph, I'm still good at getting a cheaper one. If you feel tired from the inner door, then come to the outer door and I'll stay in the inner door. I've stayed enough where birds don't poop."

The old man in black robe rolled his eyes wildly, and the strong man was not angry, but just smiled.

"Yes, when the inner and outer gates alternate, you defeat me, and it's okay for me to give you the position of the elder of the inner gate."

"Why are you doing this today..." The old man in black robe patted his thigh and cursed angrily. The old man in purple frowned slightly, "Why is it starting arguing again? If it's arguing, it's all the way to the back mountain facing the wall!"

"cut."

The old man in black robe curled his lips and hummed. The old man in purple robe pretended that he didn't hear it and said to Ye Zichen's house.

"This trial is the negligence of our Elders Pavilion. I must apologize to you here."

"No, why are you so polite? You can just keep us at the outer door."

No one spoke, but Ye Zichen shook his hand silly and grinned.

Hu Qing, who was beside him, twitched, but he muttered in his heart that Ye Zichen shouldn't seem to be a person of this kind of personality.

Little did he know that Ye Zichen did it on purpose.

After all this has come to this point, he will always attract the attention of these elders. As long as there is someone who can detect the strength of his immortals, the problem will be solved.

"There are limited places for outer disciples, and it depends on your immortal fate." The old man in purple smiled faintly and then spoke, "Lost cherry blossom!"

"Disciple is here!"

In the corner of the front hall, a woman with a very good figure and a veil on her face came out.

"Go and have a look."

"yes!"

The female disciple slowly walked towards the people on Ye Zichen's side, and the disciples below couldn't help swallowing.

Only Ye Zichen and Cui Fugui had no change in their expressions.

"No," the old man in purple nodded and chuckled. Before Ye Zichen and the others came, he specifically instructed the female elder to use some charming techniques in moderation, just to see how calm these disciples are.

The road to cultivation is thorny, talent is important, but concentration is also crucial.

Obviously, this test of Ye Zichen and Cui Fugui made him very satisfied.

"The two spiritual roots of fire and earth are a pity. If Fire and Wood might be able to learn alchemy."

"The two spiritual roots of water and gold are actually spiritual roots that are incompatible, and it is difficult to achieve great success in the future."

"The golden spirit root is pretty good."

The female disciple's hands kept walking past Ye Zichen and his group of people. When they passed by, they would pinch their arms and speak out their spiritual root attributes.

After seeing all the others, the woman came to the front of Ye Zichen and Cui Fugui.

The eyes of the old man in purple shirt also fell on them. If the spiritual roots of these two disciples were of the highest quality, even if he was older, he would have wanted them to enter the inner door.

But what no one expected was that the woman stopped this time and did not pinch other people's arms as before.

"It seems that you are also a person of bad taste."

The woman smiled softly, and everyone in the front hall, including the elder, was stunned. No one understood why the woman said this.

Ye Zichen was happy, could this woman know his strength?

Could it be that he is a master of celestial immortals and wants to make it public?

Just when he wanted to nod his head in a high profile, he saw the woman put her hand on Cui Fugui's shoulder and chuckled.

"Ice attribute, mutated celestial spirit root, and even more powerful than the immortal. You are a disciple of the outer sect, so you are a little embarrassed!"

"What!"

Ye Zichen was stunned. The woman was not talking about him...

Cui Fugui!

Damn, it's a scam!

The script shouldn't be like this!
Chapter completed!