"What happened in the past few days? So many people died?"
As soon as she walked to Zhuang Wudao, Beitang Wan'er asked curiously: "Don't tell me that it was really an evil spirit that broke in? Remember that day, you ignored me when I told you."
Zhuang Wudao raised his head and glanced at Sikong Hong in the distance. He didn't know if he could hear what they were saying with his spiritual sense and hearing. I don't think a golden elixir monk would be so bored.
But even Beitang Wan'er couldn't tell the truth stupidly, and directly made a confused look: "I don't know, I fainted not long after the accident. I'm afraid only Senior Brother Xuanji knows the details.
"Really or not?"
Beitang Wan'er looked up and down suspiciously, then made a sound, and stopped asking: "I know you can't tell the truth! Xuanji and you are from the same lineage of Xuanling Mountain, and Senior Brother Sikonghong naturally vents his breath from the same nostril.
.You must have done something bad—"
Zhuang Wudao smiled faintly and did not continue: "Who would be so bored as to kill our disciples for nothing? I guess there is really an evil spirit."
From the corner of his eye, he saw several rays of light falling on the treasure ship in the distance. They were several foundation-building monks dressed in white robes. Two of them protected the Taoist Xuanji and fled into the air together. The others
The man walked into the cabin, probably to survey the scene.
As for Sikong Hong, he was still standing upright at the rudder behind the treasure ship. His face was indifferent. No one dared to disturb those white-robed monks, and he didn't even look at them.
"The Lichen Sect values blue and purple as the most precious colors. Only the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall prefer pure white to show fairness, selflessness, and purity."
Beitang Wan'er was a little gloating: "Senior brother Xuanji of yours seems to be in trouble. The evil spirits have sneaked in, and I'm afraid this excuse won't be able to get away with it."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Xia Miao said disapprovingly: "Wudao is also a witness. This true disciple was not taken away, which means that the Law Enforcement Hall has no solid evidence. If there is no flaw, there is nothing we can do."
As a true disciple, you naturally have privileges. As long as there is no proof, the Law Enforcement Hall is not allowed to arrest you at will.
Xuanji is just a monk who is in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm and is not a disciple of Jindan or Yuanshen. He has not yet been able to become a true successor, so he will be taken away by the Law Enforcement Hall.
There was also a trace of worry in Zhuang Wudao's eyes. Seeing that Beitang Wan'er was not convinced and wanted to argue with Xia Miao, he directly diverted the conversation and said: "What does this matter have to do with you two? Mind your own business.
.You and I have only officially started today. Although the mountain exam will be a year later, we will meet with the teacher later and may take the school exam privately."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Miao looked worried and had no confidence. But Beitang Wan'er smiled conceitedly, her face as usual. After more than ten days of seclusion on the ship, her cultivation level had improved a lot. Although she had not yet been able to break through in one fell swoop.
Entering the fourth floor of the Qi Lian Realm, however, with the help of the excellent environment in Lichen Mountain, it is easy to break through.
She has a spiritual root that is close to the first level. Once she is no longer hindered by injuries, her cultivation can advance by leaps and bounds and rise rapidly.
The Lichen Sect was first known as the Eight Hundred Schools, but today, the number of schools is far more than this. There are more than 120 countries in the southeast, and each country has ten to twenty schools. And each school,
Then there were three to seven disciples.
Therefore, every three years during the Great Competition, there are nearly ten thousand disciples who worship under the Li Chen Sect. The Li Chen Sect is also a cultivator in the southeast, a truly huge thing, with hundreds of thousands of disciples.
At this moment, there are nearly a thousand newcomers gathered here, and they are lined up in several long lines under the steps.
One by one, they stood on the magic circle and after identifying their spiritual roots, they were selected and taken away by the foundation-building monks of Mingcui Peak.
Only the ones that Ming Cuifeng does not want can be chosen by the monks from the other two mountains and six peaks.
The rest are not all leftovers. Although there are no truly qualified ones, there are still many qualified ones.
Those who really can't choose can choose a place to live near Lichen. They are also disciples of Lichen's inner sect, but these people have no masters and do not belong to any of the two mountains and seven peaks. They can leave Lichen every day
Listening to lectures and learning Taoism in Chenfeng’s lecture hall. It’s true that grandma doesn’t love her uncle and is helpless.
Zhuang Wudao was a little puzzled: "The more disciples, the better?"
It seems that Ming Cuifeng is not gluttonous, and only 30% of the 100% of the disciples have been selected. Nearly 40% of the people have not been admitted to the two mountains and seven peaks, and are left to fend for themselves.
"It's not as simple as you think!"
Beitang Wan'er sneered: "Although it is Ming Cuifeng's turn to open the gate this year, Ming Cuifeng only distributes so many elixirs and spiritual weapons every year, and the number of spiritual lands is also limited. It can accommodate so many disciples.
Come down? Resources are limited, so it is natural to select the best. Good steel should be used on the blade, and in a cultivation sect like the Lichen Sect, those with the best qualifications are given priority."
Zhuang Wudao was speechless. He mostly just heard about everything in the Lichen Sect. Many things were not very clear yet.
Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he really felt that the meeting was not as good as the famous one. It was far from being as beautiful as he imagined. He was also a little scared in his heart. If it weren't for Yun'er, even if he could really pass the path of Taoism and Heaven, or take the right path and be selected in the competition.
Sect. With his fifth-grade spiritual roots, he will probably end up with the same fate as those failed disciples. He will be released from Lichen Mountain after staying outside Lichen Peak for ten years at most.
He really has to thank Sword Spirit, otherwise his life would be full of hope.
As he was talking, there was a commotion in front of him. Zhuang Wudao turned his head and looked up the steps with some doubts. He saw a surging crowd and could not see clearly what was going on.
Fortunately, the monk had his own magical power, and several fire butterflies flew gracefully and landed on the treetops a hundred feet away.
There were already faint voices of discussion, spreading among the crowd.
"Super-grade ice spiritual roots! In this year's competition, there are actually super-grade ice spiritual roots!"
"Extra-grade spiritual root? Could it be that Shixuan from Dayuan Kingdom? This person is quite famous. He became famous in all countries at the age of fourteen. In all countries' Taoist examinations, this person ranked first!"
"No, the person in front is a woman. She is twenty-eight years old and is said to be quite beautiful. Dayuan Country is only 40,000 miles away from Mount Lichen, so Senior Brother Mo Wen should have arrived a long time ago, so why are you still here?"
"This year's competition is really full of heroes. There are three super-grade spiritual roots. My Ming Cuifeng lineage seems to be flourishing."
"Huh? No, this woman has no cultivation at all. How did she come to Lichen Benshan?"
Zhuang Wudao also raised his eyebrows. The girl standing in the magic circle at this moment indeed had no cultivation at all. Her pretty face was pale, her limbs were not diligent, and her energy was weak. She did not look like she had practiced.
Even if you take the inner family and enter the second path of spiritual nourishment, your physical body will never be so weak.
"It should be that he was recommended to get started. He has super-grade spiritual roots and has this qualification. No matter which school master knows about it, he will not let it go."
"Super grade ice spirit root, are you afraid that you will become a disciple of Yuanshen?"
"It's true, people with different fates have different fates. These people have a good life and are reborn in a good pregnancy. The cultivation that we have obtained through hard work and non-stop day and night, but these people can easily get it."
Zhuang Wudao secretly shook his head. Looking at the expressions of the foundation-building monks in front of him, they didn't look like they were surprised, but instead looked like they were filled with regret.
The faces of the Jindan elders became cold after the initial surprise.
One of them was even more displeased and said: "Three cold Yin veins will lead to death within thirty years. Even if you have super-grade spiritual roots, you will not be able to practice. What does Hu Fang from Xuanjing Taoist Hall think? Just because
This waste is a waste of a direct recommendation quota? Does he not want the position of master in this gym?"
As soon as this sound was heard, nearly a thousand disciples fell silent under the steps. Those who were closer in front all cast pity on the woman. More people were gloating about the misfortune, with sarcasm in their eyes. The previous ones
The sound of admiration has disappeared without a trace.
The young girl also turned pale, and prostrated herself on the steps: "It's the disciple who begged Master Hu, and it has nothing to do with Master Hu. Although the disciple has three cold yin veins, he is devoted to the Tao. I ask all the immortal masters to give the disciple a chance and accept him with mercy!"
No one paid attention at all. The girl's eyes were desperate and she stopped talking. She just kept kowtowing her head, making a sound like beating a drum. In just a moment, blood oozed from her forehead.
The Jindan elder snorted coldly and waved his sleeves with a calm expression. A strong wind blew up and moved the girl aside.
"If I were you, I would go back and practice well. There are only a dozen good jobs, so don't seek a dead end. Next person!"
Beitang Wan'er smiled when she saw this: "This is Elder Can Feng from Mingcuifeng. He is indeed worthy of being called an iron-faced man. He really has a heart of stone——"
Zhuang Wudao also shook his head. He had read in medical books about the so-called three cold yin meridians. The cold qi stagnation was born in the body, which was brought out from the mother's womb. The mother must have passed through a cold place when she was pregnant, which caused the daughter's heart to be cold and her stomach to be cold.
Cold, spleen cold, are the three cold yin meridians.
Not only is it impossible to practice, any practice will cause the internal organs to become unbalanced. He will not live to be ten years old, and he will not be able to have children.
It is said that even the body temperature is much lower than that of normal people, making him truly cold-blooded.
So what if you have super-grade spiritual roots? With the Three Cold Yin Veins, you will never be able to practice in your lifetime. Even if you refuse to include two mountains and seven peaks, it is not wrong.
Initially, he didn't intend to pay any more attention to it, so Zhuang Wudao also recalled the Starfire Divine Discs one after another. However, the next moment, Zhuang Wudao's action suddenly stopped.
Through spiritual perception, I saw that the girl was still kneeling by the stone steps. Her face was bruised and her whole body was twitching, which seemed to be the symptoms of the Sanhan Yin Vein disease. However, the girl managed to stay awake and continued to bow her head and kowtow. There was blood oozing from her mouth.
, causing the crisp weeds under him to be stained with red threads.
This scene touched the softest part of Zhuang Wudao's heart almost instantly, and his eyes were blank.
Back then, my mother also knelt in front of the Snowy Mountains on Taiping Road. There was no response for three days and three nights, and she finally left in despair.
The reason why he died so early before he was thirty was because of the root cause of his illness.
With a sigh, Zhuang Wudao walked out of the queue and walked to the side of the girl. He grabbed the woman's wrist and felt for her pulse with his finger. In just a moment, Zhuang Wudao frowned and immediately felt like he was in trouble.
Jie took out a few golden needles and pierced the girl's chest and abdomen.