Lin Binhai had no choice but to go find Lin Xiaodong and said angrily through the door: "Lin Xiaodong?"
When Lin Xiaodong came out, he saw Lin Binhai was angry and didn't give him a good look. He tilted his head and said, "What?"
"I noticed that you are quite nosy?"
Lin Binhai pinched his waist and asked.
Lin Xiaodong grinned: "That's true."
Lin Binhai was so angry that he wanted to take action, but there was no good reason. He held it back, nodded and said with a sinister smile: "The leader is looking for you!"
Lin Xiaodong turned around, closed the door, and walked to the backyard.
Lin Binhai held the door frame of Lin Xiaodong's room, looked at his back, and bared his teeth: "Just wait for me!"
Lin Xiaodong went to the backyard and met Taoist Linquan.
Linquan Taoist said: "Your uncle, the great master, went down to the mountain to inquire about it, but there was no news about bandits."
Lin Xiaodong nodded.
"Don't worry about this matter for now. The annual exam may be advanced this year. Go back and prepare well. There are many people on the mountain who don't want you to be a second-generation disciple."
"Students understand."
Lin Xiaodong handed over his hand.
A few days later, in the morning, Taoist Linquan called all five first-generation disciples to the pavilion.
Lin Binhai asked: "Teacher, what's the important thing for calling us brothers here?"
Linquan Taoist nodded: "It has been six months since the registered disciples went up the mountain. The annual examination may have to be advanced."
Zhang Yuwen was startled: "It's only been six months and we have to elect a second-generation disciple?"
"Um.
The second-generation disciples of the Huoyun Sect have already begun to form the blazing smoke formation. We must also speed up and ask the second-generation disciples to form the bitter rain formation as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we go down the mountain in the future, the second-generation disciples and outer disciples on the mountain may not be able to defend it.
Live at Shanmen."
The disciples took the order and went to Huiquan Hall to discuss together. Zhang Yuwen said: "Teacher is anxious. It has only been six months since we have to select the second generation of disciples and teach them how to set up the bitter rain array."
Zeng Junmin said: "The teacher is right. The second-generation disciples of the Huoyun Sect have been on the mountain for three years and have gradually become a phenomenon. We should indeed speed up the progress."
Wu Gaoyuan curled his lips: "These registered disciples have only been on the mountain for a few months, and their character has not yet been determined. Is this okay?"
Lin Binhai said with a straight face: "First do as the teacher tells you, and let everyone talk about your choice."
Zhang Yuwen said: "Then what else can I choose? One-on-one, one's skill depends on the level."
Zeng Junmin said: "Guo Chuxiu has come down from the mountain. Now there are only nine registered disciples. We will eliminate the four with shallow cultivation and bad nature."
Wu Gaoyuan said: "Class B is less talented and less diligent in cultivation. Except for Shi Pingying, the rest are not sincerely seeking Taoism. It just fills in the gap of Guo Chuxiu and allows all members of Class A to become second-generation disciples, saving worry and effort.
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When Lin Binhai and Xie Wenlun heard this, they thought that was not possible. It did not mean that Lin Xiaodong would be directly promoted.
Whatever you decide."
Lin Binhai also said: "Indeed, if this is done, the disciples of Class B will wonder why we were allowed to go up the mountain to be registered disciples since they didn't plan to choose us from the beginning."
Wu Gaoyuan then changed his mind and said: "Then it's one-on-one. If you win, you'll be promoted. If you lose, you'll be eliminated. If you're not as skilled as others, blame yourself for not working hard. It's useless if you don't accept it."
Everyone agreed. Lin Binhai nodded and said, "Then go back and prepare."
Everyone went back, but Xie Wenlun did not leave. Lin Binhai gave him a look, and the two went to Lin Binhai's residence.
After closing the door, Lin Binhai said: "We can't let Lin Xiaodong become a second-generation disciple! He has become a second-generation disciple, and we, the first-generation disciples, may not be able to get anything good in the future!"
Xie Wenlun frowned: "What should we do? Now he is the highest among the registered disciples."
Lin Binhai thought about a countermeasure, took out a small bottle, and poured out a pill.
"This is the Qingshuang True Pill. I have successfully refined two of them over the years. This one is equivalent to three years of mana."
Lin Binhai showed Xie Wenlun the elixir.
"If you give this elixir to your nephew and let him defeat Lin Xiaodong, he will have no choice but to be an outer disciple. He is arrogant. If we deliberately humiliate him again, he will definitely leave in anger!"
Xie Wenlun suddenly realized, took the elixir, smiled crookedly, and handed over to Lin Binhai: "Thank you, senior brother! Senior brother, don't worry, with this elixir, I will give him two more powerful magic weapons when I go back. Lin Xiaodong will definitely not be his opponent.
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The two looked at each other and laughed: "Hahahahaha!"
The next morning, the registered disciples were doing their homework in Funing Hall. Lin Binhai and Xie Wenlun both came. Lin Binhai clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, stop for a moment. I will make an announcement."
"The leader has decided to conduct the annual examination in advance to select the second generation of disciples as soon as possible."
Unexpectedly, the annual examination was brought forward half a year, and all the registered disciples regretted not studying hard at first. Pan Xiaoxing stuck out his tongue in distress: "It's over, I want to be a registered disciple."
Cao Hongchang was also panicked: "Why so fast..." After hearing this, Xie Shengbin couldn't help but smile proudly and thought to himself: "Hey, hey, I don't have to take the annual exam, are you angry?"
Class B was also wailing. Only Shi Pingying was calm. Like Guo Chuxiu, she usually worked hard and did not panic at all when the annual exam was ahead of schedule.
Xie Wenlun said: "In order to reflect fairness and justice, the second-generation disciples are selected by random drawing and competition. Nine people have nine lots. If you draw the ninth one, there is no need to compete and you will directly become a second-generation disciple."
"The remaining eight people will have to fight in pairs. Only the one who wins can become a second-generation disciple. The one who loses can continue to be an outer disciple and stay on the mountain to continue practicing, or he can just go down the mountain and stay for a while.
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After hearing this, the registered disciples exploded. Pan Xiaoxing said dissatisfied: "This is not fair at all! Winning or losing depends on who you draw, and the loser may not have insufficient skill."
Cao Hongchang began to daydream: "If the ninth lot is drawn, there will be no need to compete. I don't know who can be so lucky."
Shi Pingying was originally full of confidence, but now her expression has changed. She stands out in Class B, but if she meets a master from Class A, it's hard to say whether she will win or lose.
The other disciples in Class B began to pray individually, trying to win the prize of someone better than themselves.
Lin Binhai said: "The official selection will be the day after tomorrow. I will give everyone a time to prepare tomorrow."
Xie Wenlun looked at Xie Shengbin and said, "If nothing happens, that's it for today. Xie Shengbin, you stay."
The registered disciples all went back to their residences. Pan Xiaoxing said to Lin Xiaodong distressedly: "What will happen if I am eliminated?"
"You are the daughter of the head of the clan, what are you afraid of?"
Lin Xiaodong smiled.
Pan Xiaoxing curled his lips and said, "My father won't care about me. If I become an outer disciple, it would be a shame."
"Whether it's a registered disciple or an outer disciple, what's the difference?"