"I asked you to sacrifice blood, why are you still standing there?"
Seeing that Yi Yun had no reaction, a disciple with thick eyebrows said angrily. Yi Yun glanced at this young man with thick eyebrows. He knew that this person's surname was Song, and he was the most junior among the four direct disciples. According to what Senior Brother Ji said
, it will take a few more days for this person to be officially accepted as a disciple by Elder Taiqing.
Seeing Yi Yun looking at him indifferently and ignoring him, the thick-browed young man became angry. As a direct disciple, he had never been praised by everyone. He had long been accustomed to the envious and respectful looks of others.
When have you ever seen a disciple who is still taking exams look down upon you so much?
He was about to teach this ungrateful boy a lesson, but at this moment, Senior Brother Ji stopped the thick-browed young man and said, "Junior Brother Song, that's it!"
After saying this, Brother Ji looked at Yi Yun: "Are you not willing to sacrifice blood?"
Yi Yundao: "You seem to want to activate the Kanglong Cauldron? But I'm here to take part in the assessment, not to do experiments for you."
Yi Yun knew very well the purpose of Wanshenling. They were just using him as a guinea pig to achieve their own goals.
Yi Yun originally joined Wanshen Ridge just to get in touch with the old snake, and he didn't want to attract too much attention. If the process of shaking the tripod went too far, he might not have a quiet life in Wanshen Ridge.
As for offending Wanshenling, Yi Yun didn't care. When he was shaking the cauldron with a drop of blood just now, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the old snake's eyes were on him for a long time. In this way, Yi Yun believed that what he showed
Things are enough to interest the old snake.
However, after Yi Yun said these words, everyone in the audience, especially those who were trying to squeeze towards Wanshenling, were dumbfounded.
Those of them who want to join Wanshenling will be frightened. When they see the disciples of Wanshenling, not to mention the direct disciples, even the ordinary disciples are respectful and salute in various ways, like Yi Yun talking to his direct disciples.
Yes, it’s really outrageous.
"This guy... is ruthless."
Those young men in Chinese attire didn't know what to say. The two people who came into contact with the old man who sold tickets for scalping were more awesome than the other.
Not only is "Hui Gen" awesome, but his momentum is even more awesome, even his direct disciples and the elders of Wanshenling are looking down on him.
"Oh, you are so courageous, but it is not good for young people to be too arrogant. Even if you are talented and stand out from the rest where you grew up, when you step out and come into contact with the wider world, you will know that you are just a frog in the well. This world
There are so many talents, many more than you can imagine.”
Mo Shanqing spoke quietly. He could tell that Yi Yun's foundation was much deeper than that of ordinary warriors of the same level. He must be a genius to be so arrogant.
However, there are too many geniuses in Ten Thousand Gods Ridge, and many talented disciples are arrogant and arrogant. After entering Ten Thousand Gods Ridge, they find that they are just ordinary people, and naturally their arrogance disappears.
For such people, Mo Shanqing just regarded them as children making trouble and didn't care at all.
"Sacrificing your blood, I am not asking for your opinion, but ordering you."
Mo Shanqing's voice was a bit colder. As an elder of Wanshenling, how could he allow a novice disciple to challenge his authority?
How could any junior dare to speak to him in such a tone? In the history of Wanshenling, there were only a few disciples who extracted treasures from Wanshenling. Didn't they obediently hand over the treasures to Wanshenling?
After listening to Mo Shanqing's words, Yi Yun frowned even more tightly. Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it, a deep voice of vitality sounded in Yi Yun's ears.
"Sacrifice blood, just a few drops. If you don't want to hang out here, I still want to hang out here! Don't cause trouble for me, old man."
Um?
Yi Yun's heart moved, and he turned to look in the direction of the old snake, only to see that the old man had found a corner and sat down cross-legged. His clothes were originally in tatters, but now he was sitting there with a dirty wine gourd on his side.
Drinking and watching a show, just like a beggar.
The old snake opened his mouth, but Yi Yun still chose to listen. He believed in Huan Chenxue.
A finger of sword energy cut his finger, and a few drops of blood flew out, straight into the sky!
The moment the blood entered the cloud, Yi Yun felt that an invisible force suddenly cut into the cloud. This force directly cut off his connection with those few drops of blood.
"Ding ding ding!"
The blood shot into the Kanglong Cauldron, and the sound it made was like the collision of steel balls and bronze.
However, Kanglong Cauldron remained unmoved and was not inspired by Yi Yun's blood.
Yi Yun was shocked. The power just now...
Yi Yun looked at Old Snake, was he this old man?
The old snake drank wine and acted as if it had nothing to do with him. Yi Yun was puzzled as to how this old guy managed to erase his blood mark in an instant. It felt like he had been replaced by someone else's blood.
"Failed?"
Seeing that Kang Longding didn't respond, Mo Shanqing shook his head secretly.
Sure enough, was it just a coincidence? It was a bit strange that no treasure was ejected from the Kanglong Cauldron. Now that Yi Yun's blood was sacrificed again, it did not cause any changes in the Kanglong Cauldron, which made Mo Shanqing extremely disappointed.
The great achievement achieved is gone.
Mo Shanqing was disappointed, but Junior Brother Song was extremely proud. He was really afraid that if Yi Yun shook the Kanglong Cauldron again, wouldn't he be able to ride on his head in Wanshenling?
"This kid is so arrogant. As soon as Uncle Mo opened his mouth, he obediently poured out his blood. Unfortunately, it was of no use. He is a waste."
Junior Brother Song sarcastically said that he was refuted by Yi Yun before, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Mo, the vibration of Kanglong Cauldron just now should be just a coincidence. It may have nothing to do with him. This person should be unqualified and cannot become my disciple of Wanshenling."
Senior Brother Ji, headed by the four direct disciples, also spoke.
Mo Shanqing hesitated for a moment. He had never seen this kind of situation before, and he didn't know how to judge Yi Yun.
However, the Kanglong Cauldron was of great importance. Even though he knew that the process of the divine dragon appearing just now was probably just a coincidence, Mo Shanqing did not want to give up this opportunity. Thinking of this, Mo Shanqing lit a special transmission note and went to ask the leader.
Yi Yun looked at all this indifferently. These guys were mistaken. They thought he was crying and begging to join Wanshenling. In fact, Yi Yun didn't want to join Wanshenling at all. He was about to turn around and leave.
When he heard this, he remembered the sound transmission of vitality just now.
"Young man, don't be so aggressive. There are some interesting places in Wanshenling. Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing here, old man?"
Hearing this voice, Yi Yun could only stop. He glanced at the old snake speechlessly. This old man seemed to be a roundworm in his stomach. He could always guess what he was thinking. This made Yi Yun very unhappy.
This old guy must have known that it was Huan Chenxue who sent him here, but he still looked indifferent.
At this moment, another fire light ignited, which was the transmission symbol from Wanshenling to give the answer.
"Uncle Mo, has this guy been dismissed?"
Junior Brother Song glanced at Yi Yun with disdain and said with schadenfreude, he actually really hated these disciples who got into Wanshenling by possessing the so-called "wisdom root". They were not geniuses, but because of these messy things, they all
Soaring into the sky, why?
He, Song Bowen, has worked hard to achieve what he has achieved today, but his blood cannot make Kanglong Ding react at all. Is this fair?
I don’t know what standard this Lao Shi Zi Kang Long Ding follows!
Not only was Song Bowen unable to shake the cauldron, but the other three direct disciples were also the same, which made them somewhat resistant to Yi Yun and Snake Girl.
However, at this moment, Mo Shanqing, who learned the content of the transmission notes, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, finally raised his head, glanced at Yi Yun with a strange expression, and said reluctantly: "Boy, you are lucky, you are designated as
I have become my personal disciple. The head master is willing... to accept you as his disciple."