Liang Yan did as he was told and stood obediently behind the two of them, and the selection in the hall soon ended.
In the end, only Liang Yan and the immature girl from before were selected. Among the hundreds of remaining boys and girls, none of them had spiritual roots.
However, there was no trace of disappointment on Wen Yanhan's face. The trace of the fairy was elusive and the spirit was difficult to find. To be able to select two cultivators from a small county town was already beyond her expectation.
"Go and talk to their elders and tell them that these two children are lucky enough to enter the immortal sect to seek enlightenment, but they must remember not to spread this matter." Wen Yanhan turned to his junior brother and said.
"Okay!" Junior Brother Xu nodded, turned around and walked out of the room.
"As for you two, just come with me." Wen Yanhan glanced at the two of them, raised his hand, made a magic spell, and sacrificed a flying shuttle.
The two boys and girls both looked a little confused. When Wen Yanhan saw this, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Stand up, it's okay!"
Liang Yan nodded, glanced at the girl beside him, and stood up first, and the girl slowly followed him.
Wen Yanhan raised his hand and lit a spiritual light, fixing both of them on the shuttle, then pinched the magic formula in his hand and flew into the air.
Liang Yan naturally had no discomfort at all with the flying weapon, but the girl was different. First she screamed nervously and covered her eyes with a pair of pink hands.
After a while, he secretly looked at the scenery below through the gaps between his fingers, looking very curious.
"Don't be afraid! You have been selected to become our sect's disciples, and you will all embark on the path of cultivation from now on. You must master the art of flying with weapons sooner or later!" Wen Yanhan said with a smile.
"Cultivation?"
Liang Yan and the girl asked in unison, and then heard the girl continue to say in a childish voice: "After cultivating, will I be able to fly like a big sister?"
Wen Yanhan blinked and said, "Not only that, it can also prolong your life and keep you young forever!"
"Ah! Then I want to practice cultivation too!" The girl was so excited that she almost jumped up and seemed to have forgotten that she was standing on the shuttle now.
Seeing this, Liang Yan could only pretend to be excited, gearing up and expressing that he was also willing to cultivate.
The three of them talked and laughed for a while, and after a while of burning incense, they finally landed in an old house outside the county town.
Liang Yan followed Wen Yanhan into it, only to find that there were already a dozen boys and girls waiting inside. Most of them were around thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest was probably only eight years old.
"They are all disciples selected in the same batch as you. After entering the sect, as long as they pass the assessment, they will be regarded as disciples of my Qingyu Sword Sect. If you fail this assessment, don't worry, the sect will give you a
The three-year trial training period, as long as you can pass the test after three years, you can successfully become a disciple of my Qingyu Sword Sect." Wen Yanhan explained patiently.
Seeing that all the boys and girls nodded, with no expression on their faces, Liang Yan knew that Wen Yanhan should have explained it to them long ago.
However, a young man still asked: "What if I still can't pass the exam in three years?"
"Then you can only have your memory erased and be driven down the mountain gate and back to your original home." Wen Yanhan said lightly.
Several boys and girls looked at each other in confusion. Some of the ignorant people had noticed the cruelty of practice and had already thought about quitting. Some of them, who were precocious and quite determined, had secretly made up their minds and vowed to obtain the qualifications to join the sect and practice.
Just when everyone was thinking differently, they suddenly heard a loud laugh coming from the outer door of the house, and then someone shouted: "Qingyu Sword Sect is a bunch of cowardly turtles, how can they have the dignity to recruit disciples? Why don't you let me smash it with a hammer?"
If one of you dies, kill them all for peace of mind!"
The sound was extremely harsh and made all the teenagers in the room feel very upset. Some of the younger ones even started to cry.
"Oh no, it's the monk from Suomingzhai!" Wen Yanhan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly protected the dozen boys and girls behind him, thinking of ways to escape.
At this time, another Lang Lang's voice sounded outside the house:
"Hmph, are all the monks in Suomingzhai so shameless? As a monk in Juyuan Realm, he actually attacked a group of mortal disciples!"
This voice was full of energy. Wen Yanhan's expression perked up and he said excitedly: "It's Uncle Zhou! His old man has come to support us!"
However, before she could be happy for a while, she heard a woman's voice outside and said with a sweet smile: "Gee, our husband and wife are members of the Demon Sect. There are so many taboos in our actions. Since your Qingyu Sword Sect has sealed the mountain and cannot leave.
, naturally we have to take advantage of these little cuties."
"Asshole!"
Zhou Wanshuang shouted angrily, a strong wind blew outside the house, and a hot breath hit his face. Even though Wen Yanhan and others were inside the house, they felt their mouths were dry and the heat was hard to get rid of.
At this moment, Zhou Bingwen's voice suddenly sounded in the house:
"Yan Han, lead the disciples back to the mountain quickly! These two demon cultivators have amazing magical powers and have dual cultivation techniques. With my strength, I can only stop them!"
After hearing this, Wen Yanhan's face became solemn, he cupped his hands toward the door and said, "Thank you, Master Zhou! I will definitely bring my junior brothers and sisters to the sect."
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately raised her hand and waved, and saw that the shuttle she had used before gradually grew larger in everyone's surprised eyes, and finally turned into a spaceship made of jade.
"Everyone get up!"
Wen Yanhan shouted softly and was the first to board the spacecraft, and the rest of the people also climbed up one after another.
Seeing that everyone was in place, she took out dozens of spiritual stones from her storage bag and embedded them one by one into the rune arrays in the spacecraft.
A moment later, a flash of green light was seen on the spaceship, wrapping everyone inside, and then turned into a line of blue light, which broke through the old house and flew towards the sky.
This spaceship is a middle-grade spiritual weapon, which was not originally something that a monk of Wen Yanhan's level could possess. But this time she was ordered to go down the mountain to pick up the disciples, so the sect temporarily gave this treasure so that she could quickly
Go and come back quickly.
Now, with the full supply of dozens of spiritual stones, the spacecraft was incredibly fast. It left the scope of Danshan County in the blink of an eye and flew towards the west through the sky.
All the young people on the boat had a look of worry on their faces. It was obvious that this time they were apprentices and they had experienced the cruelty of the world of cultivation before entering the sect, and they had some psychological shadows.
Wen Yanhan had no time to comfort these teenagers at this time. She drove the flying boat with all her strength and did not dare to relax at all along the way. In this silent atmosphere, everyone flew for two days and two nights.
On the morning of the third day, when dawn was just beginning to appear on the horizon, Wen Yanhan finally parked the spacecraft on the mountainside of a towering green mountain.
Everyone got off the boat one after another, and Wen Yanhan also put away the spiritual weapons and took out a simple token from his waist.
She waved the token against a towering ancient tree, and immediately a ray of green light shot out from the ancient tree, becoming one with the token.
Then the trunk of the ancient tree split open, revealing a wide canyon inside the tree. A wooden suspension bridge started in front of everyone and extended all the way to the depths.
"It turns out that the mountain gate of Qingyu Sword Sect is actually in an ancient tree on this mountain. If I can find it, there will be something wrong with me!"
Liang Yan looked at this deep passage and thought angrily in his mind.
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