Qingxuanmen has seventy-two peaks and thirty-six valleys. Under each peak (valley), there is at least one spiritual vein and spiritual eye, which can be said to be rich in spiritual energy.
Qinglian Valley is not close to the main gate of Qingxuan Sect, nor is it too far away, but the distance between it would make a mortal lose his legs and a monk would have to fly for most of the day.
At this time, in the Qingxuan Sect True Inheritance Hall, the Master of Qinglian Valley, accompanied by the four elders of the True Inheritance Hall, were looking at the children circling around the young man below with a strange expression.
Why did the elegant and easy-going Yi Chen, who traveled the world with his sword, have such a strange evil baby?
Could it be that what Shaying shows is a person's true heart?
Elder Yichen's past impression is gradually collapsing at this time.
The Master of Qinglian Valley sighed and simply closed his eyes to rest his mind, as if he didn't care at all.
Seeing this, an elder finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked:
"Yi Chen, for such a big event as recruiting a disciple, why don't I come?"
When the child heard this, he immediately jumped up and shouted: "You old man is so rude, Yichen is me, I am Yichen, what's the difference between me coming and Yichen himself coming?"
The five people opposite were speechless.
The fact is this fact, but which major cultivator can be as unique as you, letting the evil baby out to play without fear of being abducted by gangsters.
It is a well-known fact that Yichen's Evil Infant has been playing in Qingxuanfang City for a long time.
But this is about recruiting disciples, involving the number of true disciples and the distribution of materials in the sect. It is not a trivial matter. Otherwise, why would they come forward? There is no need for Yichen to bring people to the Shanmen True Heritage Hall.
Most of the disciples accepted by the elders of Qingxuan Sect are registered disciples, and not many of them are truly regarded as successors of the mantle.
There are seventy-two peaks and thirty-six valleys. Each peak and every valley, excluding the peak lord and valley lord, has at least one elder.
In other words, Qingxuan Sect has at least 108 elders, all of whom are major cultivators like Yi Chen.
This number also determines that the number of true disciples cannot be unlimited.
Otherwise, if each elder accepts ten or twenty disciples, wouldn’t Qingxuan Sect have thousands of true disciples?
How is it possible? This is Qingxuanmen, not Huanglong Palace. There are simply not enough cultivation resources.
Therefore, every quota for a true successor needs to be carefully considered and has extremely high requirements for talent and qualifications. Not to mention...
"Ahem! Yichen, have you forgotten the Xia Yunxiang you accepted last time? If he wasn't Yue Li's biological brother... with his qualifications, he wouldn't be able to become a true successor."
Yue Li is the sister of Xia Yunxiang. Xia Yunxiang takes his mother's surname, and Yue Li takes his father's surname.
Hearing this, the master of Qinglian Valley opened his eyes, looked at Yichen Shaying and said, "You once said that Xia Yunxiang's qualifications were not obvious, or that he had an innate physique like Yue Li, so we agreed to give him a true biography. These days
After many years, he did become a monk, but the hidden magical power still didn't seem to appear."
Hearing this, the child pretended to be serious and nodded, "Yes, Xia Yunxiang has greatly disappointed me. So I have decided to abolish Xia Yunxiang's status as a true disciple, and transfer the position of true disciple to the new disciple, Wang Teng. Xia Yunxiang,
Now, he is just a registered disciple of mine."
Having said this, he paused and seemed to think of something. A small face stared at the five people opposite him seriously,
"I am a dignified elder, don't my disciples even deserve a true successor?"
"this......"
"Transfer the position of True Successor?"
The four elders of the True Legend Palace and the Master of Qinglian Valley all looked helpless.
They probably understood the reason why Yichen himself did not come in person. Perhaps only this child's bad character had the nerve to say "transferring the position of true successor".
It's just nonsense.
"Don't worry, this is the last time. I will be in seclusion in the near future. Wang Teng is my closed disciple and I will not accept him again in the future."
The child shook his head and said something big.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, including the master of Qinglian Valley.
"Ahem, I think the transfer is unprecedented, but it is not impossible."
"It makes sense."
"Since Elder Yi will no longer accept disciples, let Wang Teng take over the position of true successor. I think he will not be worse than Xia Yunxiang."
"Everyone, don't forget that Elder Yi is the elder of Bengu. This vacant spot..."
In the end, the four elders of the True Succession Hall, the Valley Master of Qinglian Valley, and Elder Yichen unanimously decided to transfer the position of Xia Yunxiang's True Succession to Wang Teng.
During the whole process, Chen Qingyan said nothing, and did not even mean to speak. The token on his body was replaced with a real order.
Register.
Receive training materials.
Select exercises and magical powers.
After a series of procedures, he successfully became the core true disciple of Qingxuan Sect.
When parting, the master of Qinglian Valley said to Chen Qingyan: "Wang Teng, now that you have become the true successor, you cannot imitate Xia Yunxiang and idle around all day. You must know that the true successor has a ranking. There is a competition every two years in the valley, and the sect has been in the sect for ten years.
In a big competition, Xia Yunxiang was ranked last in the past few years, humiliating your master and the face of our Qinglian Valley."
"Yes, disciple, keep this in mind."
Chen Qingyan answered seriously.
The Master of Qinglian Valley finally managed to squeeze out a smile. After thinking about it, he took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the Qiankun cloth bag.
"I got this heart-protecting mirror by chance a hundred years ago. It's a good protective weapon. Keep it away."
Chen Qingyan took it with gratitude and thanked him repeatedly.
The Master of Qinglian Valley waved his hand and signaled them to go back quickly. Then, he and the four elders of Zhenzhuan Palace went to the back hall.
"Let's go, Master."
Chen Qingyan had a smile on his face.
The child was looking around in boredom. When he heard the voice of "Master", his eyes rolled and he thought:
"I have become a master, how can I not be a disciple without the apprenticeship ceremony? Three kowtows and nine bows, haha, good! Good!"
"Do you want me to kowtow three times and bow nine times to you?"
Mengbuding Chen Qingyan spoke from the side.
"How do you know?" The child looked shocked, "This disciple knows how to read minds."
"Because you said what was in your heart."
The child suddenly understood, and then said with a smile: "That disciple, kowtow to me three times."
Chen Qingyan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and released the Flame Sun Shine Evil Sword, escaping the light and rushing towards the sky.
"Hey, wait for me, disciple, disciple..."
The child was wrapped in lotus flowers and quickly chased after him.
...
Time passed by, and seven days passed by in a flash.
Qingxuanfang City.
More than half a month has passed since the last battle hundreds of miles away from Fangshi.
In addition to being hotly discussed in the first few days, the popularity gradually disappeared because there was no solid news to support it.
On this day, the newly opened "Qingyan Alchemy Store" in Fangshi Zhongxin once again had a steady flow of customers.
Huang Shengyuan opened the door and headed to the fourth floor with four bags.
The alchemy room on the fourth floor.
Chen Qingyan sat cross-legged behind the Xuantian Cauldron. Without waiting for Huang Shengyuan to knock on the door, he waved his hand and opened the door.
"Sir, these are the medicinal materials collected today, three parts of Haoyuan Pill and one part of Spirit Gathering Pill."
Chen Qingyan nodded, "Let it go."
Huang Shengyuan placed the cloth bag under the cauldron and retreated.
Looking at the four medicinal materials in front of him, Chen Qingyan couldn't help but sigh.
Too little.
There are really too few.
After losing the medicinal gardens and medicinal fields cultivated and managed by various families in Beihuang Ancient Town for generations, he once again returned to the hard days of collecting medicines and refining elixirs for others.
Life was extremely difficult.
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