All four fairy seedlings have been selected and each has his own destiny.
The elders did not disperse, however, and people from various families took away the fairy seedlings.
They are still waiting for Chen Jingzhai.
There are twenty-eight Taoist passes of Luosheng Sword Sect, each pass is more mysterious than the last.
This is especially true in the third level, and outsiders cannot pry into it.
Only you know exactly what you experience and gain.
Cultivators have great patience. Everyone waited in the Yunxiao Palace until dawn.
As the golden crow rises in the east, the morning light breaks through, and the clouds are illuminated, a bell rings.
Hong Zhong Da Lu, evening drums and morning bells.
The sound spread layer by layer and reached the major peaks of Luanyun Mountain Range.
"Good!" Master Fuyun chuckled and stroked his beard.
Several elders also had relaxed smiles on their faces.
Once the third level is passed, the Luo Sheng Sword Sect's Dao Bell will be triggered.
Since then, I have passed the test, successfully entered the field, and become a true disciple.
This is of great significance to the Luo Sheng Sword Sect.
Every true successor is the hope of the sect and represents the future that people can look forward to.
"Everyone, let's go to the Patriarch Hall together!" Headmaster Fusheng stood up and said.
The elders all stood up, and Su Qinghuang followed without saying a word.
This made Master Fusheng couldn't help but look at her.
It's strange that Junior Sister Su Qinghuang didn't lose her temper.
It seems that Junior Sister Su also hopes that there will be a successor to Hongluan Peak!
With a smile on his face, Master Fusheng stepped out of the Yunxiao Palace and instantly rose into the air.
He and the elders flew directly to the Ancestral Peak, which was hidden deep in the mountains and covered by clouds and mist.
Zufeng is neither tall nor majestic.
But this is where the Luo Sheng Sword Sect laid its foundation and the Immortal Sect started.
The Patriarch Hall is not on the top of the mountain, but on the mountainside. It is an ordinary Taoist temple.
In front of the Taoist temple, Chen Jingzhai stood still.
He closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen into a state of enlightenment.
The vitality all over his body slowly poured into his body, and colorful rays of light appeared on his face.
Headmaster Fuyun and others were not impatient at all and waited quietly.
The ringing of the Dou Dao Bell not only announced that the Luosheng Sword Sect had an additional true successor, it was also good for Chen Jingzhai.
The mysterious sound of the bell, like the sound of heaven, will bring people into a state of inquiry and enlightenment.
This is an opportunity that belongs to Chen Jingzhai and is also an opportunity for every disciple who has passed the three levels.
A moment of incense passed before Chen Jingzhai opened his eyes.
His visions all over his body calmed down, and when he saw a group of immortal masters wearing Taoist robes, he immediately saluted.
"Disciple Chen Jingzhai, I have met the headmaster and all the elders."
As soon as he woke up, he heard a sound transmitted to his ears, and the sound was as sweet as clear water.
The content of the voice transmission is to introduce the identity information of the people in front of you.
"No gift!"
"Congratulations on successfully passing the twenty-seven levels and arriving in front of the Patriarch Hall."
"As the leader, I would like to ask you for the last time whether you can sincerely join our Luo Sheng Sword Sect?"
"If you regret it, it's still too late!"
Master Fuyun looked calm and asked in an indifferent tone.
This is a common practice and a rule. The Luo Sheng Sword Sect's rules in this regard are very strict.
Chen Jingzhai looked serious and serious, "If you are willing, I will never regret it!"
"Okay!" Headmaster Fusheng said noncommittally, "Follow me into the Patriarch Hall!"
"Yes!" Chen Jingzhai followed the crowd with a low eyebrow.
There seemed to be no one guarding the Taoist temple, the surroundings were empty and very quiet.
Elder Qin pushed open the door of the Taoist temple, and Chen Jingzhai saw the futon on the ground at a glance.
There is also a portrait hanging above the front.
"Kneel down!" Elder Qin said.
Chen Jingzhai stepped forward and knelt on the futon.
"The Luo Sheng Sword Sect was founded by Master Tian Luo and laid the foundation for passing down the Luo Tian Immortal Sutra."
"Feng Luo gave birth to a son, Ren Mingyue, Xu Liu'an and others were the second generation ancestors."
"So far, it has been five thousand four hundred and twenty-one years."
Master Fusheng said softly.
The Luo Sheng Sword Sect appoints a leader every thousand years, and he is the sixth generation leader.
After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, he took over the responsibility from the previous headmaster.
Now three hundred and sixty years have passed.
His voice was gentle and he slowly talked about the history of the Immortal Sect.
From the founder of the sect, to the second-generation ancestor, the third-generation ancestor, etc., all the way down.
The fourth generation of Ultimate never spoke again.
I only talked about the rules of Luosheng Sword Sect.
The Luo Sheng Sword Sect places great emphasis on rules, but in the Immortal Sect, there are not many restrictions.
In addition to not betraying the master's sect, not killing fellow sects, and not rebelling against superiors,
They are some moral codes of conduct and stick to the bottom line of Xianzong.
There are not many rules, every day is important, Chen Jingzhai wrote them down carefully.
Next, Elder Zhang from Yunchao Peak handed Chen Jingzhai three sticks of incense.
"As soon as the Taoist incense is lit, the ancestor will ask for his name."
"When the time comes, your name will be recorded in the Patriarch Hall."
"If you break through to become a god in the future, please leave your name on the clock."
"If you are ready, anoint it with your own blood."
Elder Qin stood aside and said.
Arrive at the Patriarch's Hall, pay homage to the Patriarch, and then offer incense and ask for his name. Only after completing the whole process can you consider it a success.
Asking for the name of the ancestor is also the last of the twenty-eight levels of Taoism.
No one knows why this happens, but no disciple has ever failed this level.
Does blood need to be used?
Chen Jingzhai's heart moved slightly, but he remembered the secrets that people in Guangmiao Mountain talked about.
It is said that the major sects of the Immortal Sect have a method of lighting soul lamps for their disciples to observe their destiny.
If he died, the sect would also know about it.
Therefore, many casual cultivators do not dare to easily provoke the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
You need to use your own blood to light incense. Is this a similar method to the soul-burning lamp?
He secretly guessed, but did not neglect it. The wound on his finger split open and blood dripped.
Three drops of blood fell on the fine incense and ignited spontaneously without fire.
Three sticks of incense flew out of his hand and stopped in mid-air.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the fine incense burns more than half way, and a large amount of smoke pours into the scroll of the ancestor.
Seeing this situation, Master Fuyun and others all looked serious.
When the scroll of the Patriarch absorbs the incense, the Patriarch will immediately appear.
The first person to appear was the second-generation founder Ren Mingyue. She wore a veil and had a realistic figure. She walked out of the scroll and looked at Chen Jingzhai who was kneeling in front of her.
After that, the second generation of ancestors appeared one after another, some with expressionless faces, some with smiles, some with eyes closed, some with cold eyes, or faces with charity, and so on.
The Taoist incense was about to burn out, and the founder of the sect, Master Tianluo, appeared. He was wearing a purple-green Taoist robe of Bagua, carrying a sword box on his back, holding a fly whisk, a benevolent smile on his face, and gentle eyes.
"What's your name?"
When the ancestor asked for his name, his voice was mysterious, as if there were thousands of different voices.
This simple sentence directly impacted Chen Jingzhai's mind.
This made Chen Jingzhai slightly trance-like, as if thousands of people were shouting and asking questions.
It seemed as if he could see his past and present life before his eyes.
"Quiet...Zhai!"
Chen Jingzhai whispered softly and said his name.
Having a name but no surname was his instinctive reaction.
Because his surname was not Chen in his previous life, but the word Jingzhai was used throughout his past and present lives.
A murmuring voice came from the Patriarch Hall.
It is obviously an inaudible whisper, but it is like the spring breeze blowing into the mountains of Luanyun Mountain.
Jingzhai!
Jingzhai!
Jingzhai!
Jin Yufeng of the Jin Yu Sword Sect, Master Lu heard the sound and came out instantly.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Patriarch Hall, with a look of envy in his eyes.
Lijian Peak!
Cloud Chao Peak!
Yan Yang Peak!
Tiangong Palace!
Spiritual Medicine Peak!
Hanging Peak!
Wait, regardless of the visible or hidden veins, all the monks who have reached the golden elixir level or above will hear it.
Most of the monks' faces were filled with joy mixed with complex envy and yearning.
Asking for names in the Patriarch Hall, twenty-eight questions were asked to pass all the tests.
From now on, there is one more person in the Immortal Sect’s true lineage!