Chapter Thirteen This disciple is really miserable
Guixin Sect has a total of twenty-four halls, and in the hall there are positions such as hall master, Dharma protector, sitting hall, auditorium, holding hall, sword guard, seal guard, black flag, blue flag and other positions.
In addition, there is no Internet or photo albums in this world, so some disciples can't even tell the senior figures in their own hall, let alone those from outside the hall.
And just when Jiang Beiran was about to give up his answer, three options appeared in front of him.
[Option 1: "Disciple doesn't know". Completion reward: Ben Lei Ba Po (Xuan level low grade)]
[Option 2: "I guess you should be Protector Yu from Shuijingtang." Completion reward: White Mist Sword (yellow-level mid-grade)]
[Option 3: "With such an outstanding grace, even the entire Guixin Sect probably won't be able to find anyone else. You must be Protector Yu from Shui Jing Hall, whom my disciples have admired for a long time." Completion reward: Random basic skill point +1]
Jiang Beiran was stunned when he saw the three options. He was indeed different from other disciples. Because he "wandered" around in the mountains all day long, he had seen far more people and things than those disciples who had been practicing hard all day long.
Much more.
But he originally planned to follow the crowd and behave like most disciples who didn't know much about the people in the outer hall, but he didn't expect that this would turn out to be the most dangerous option.
However, doubts turned out to be doubts. Jiang Beiran chose three without any hesitation. He saluted and said: "With such an outstanding grace, even the entire Guixin Sect may not be able to find the second person. I believe you are Protector Yu from Shui Jing Hall."
, my disciple has admired me for a long time.”
Jiang Beiran's words were by no means flattering. The protector standing in front of him was plump and graceful, with light steps. He was wearing a long blue dress, covered with a white silk gauze, and tied with a rope at the waist.
White belt, black hair in a flowing bun with a few pearl flowers stuck in the bun, a pearl hammered on her forehead, jade-like skin showing crimson, moon eyebrows and starry eyes, she is definitely in the middle row of Gui Xin Sect.
A top-notch beauty.
After listening to Jiang Beiran's respectful answer, Yu Manwen couldn't help but be stunned. Before she came, she thought that Jiang Beiran must be a disciple who liked "hiding his clumsiness" very much, so whether he really didn't know him or pretended not to know him, he must have
They all behave like most disciples who know nothing about the senior officials of the outer hall, but the facts prove that this is not the case.
'And the mouth is quite sweet.'
After reassessing Jiang Beiran in his mind, Yu Manwen nodded and said: "I have some knowledge, but I don't think I have ever seen a disciple like you. How do you recognize me?"
Jiang Beiran saluted again and said respectfully: "My disciple once had the honor to listen to the guardian Tao playing the harp at Xi Le Peak. This harp can be said to be played to perfection. The roaring tiger hears it but does not roar, and the mourning ape listens but does not cry. It is pure, strange and elegant.
It is tragic and long-lasting, and my disciples deeply admire it."
Yu Manwen couldn't help but his eyes shone when he heard it, and he said with a slightly excited expression: "What a saying: a roaring tiger hears it but does not roar, a mourning ape hears it but does not cry. Unexpectedly, I found a close friend in this Lanxintang. It's interesting.
, it’s really interesting.”
As he spoke, Yu Manwen closed his eyes again and shook his head for a while, then continued to say to Jiang Beiran: "Since you are so candid, I won't hide anything from you. I came here today to ask a few things."
"Disciple, tell me everything you know."
"Okay!" Yu Manwen nodded with satisfaction, "You have been a registered disciple in this Lanxin Hall for five years, right?"
"Yes, the disciple is dull and has no talent in cultivation. He has disappointed several masters."
"Give me your hand."
'Sure enough, you still want to test my skills...'
With a secret sigh, Jiang Beiran stretched out his right arm towards Yu Manwen.
Yu Manwen pointed towards Jiang Beiran's spiritual veins, and soon showed a somewhat complicated expression.
'There is really only the fifth level of Qi training?'
In Xuanlong Continent, if you want to become a strong person, you must first practice Qi, and the basic mental methods of each major sect are created for this purpose.
Generally speaking, as long as one can pass the sect's talent test, even if the qualifications are a bit lacking, one year is enough to reach the tenth level of Qi training, thereby breaking through and becoming a Xuan practitioner, and starting the road to becoming a powerful Xuan Emperor.
But Jiang Beiran stayed in Guixin Sect for five full years, and his Qi training was only at the fifth level, which was worse than useless.
Looking at Yu Manwen's increasingly complicated expression, Jiang Beiran was very calm, because he had long been used to it. Yu Manwen was certainly not the first person to test his skills, and he would definitely not be the last.
However, Jiang Beiran has never been worried since he was tested for the first time, because he found that the strength points, constitution points, agility points, etc. rewarded by the system are completely different from the "combat effectiveness" of this world. Even though he has high strength,
Even in the sky, these experts can't detect it at all.
So from that moment Jiang Beiran realized! He has a different style from the people in this world. If he really wants to fight, he will definitely be underestimated. He can definitely be called the strongest physique in history that pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger!
With a sigh, Yu Manwen loosened his fingers and looked at Jiang Beiran again with eyes full of regret.
When Jiang Beiran saw it, he immediately looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and showed a relieved smile.
This smile almost made Yu Manwen feel distressed and hugged Jiang Beiran into his arms.
What a tragedy! He could obviously pass the sect's test, but he was a peerless waste that was rare to see in a hundred years. Yu Manwen simply couldn't imagine how much suffering this child had suffered in the fiercely competitive Guixin Sect, where the weak and the strong preyed on each other.
Difficult, I just came to him with the appearance of asking for help. It was really inappropriate.
'No wonder he ran away when he saw me. He must have experienced this kind of thing many times and didn't want to be looked at with sympathy in the end, so...'
'What a strong, good boy.'
Turning his head and secretly wiping away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes, Yu Manwen put on an expression without any emotion and said to Jiang Beiran: "Can you tell me how you can ensure that your junior brothers and sisters can be guaranteed every time you act as the Iron Seal?
Did you pass the test?"
"Nothing but caution. Disciples will observe more and think more before making any decisions. This way, many disasters can be avoided."
"Well said." Yu Manwen nodded with great satisfaction, "This is what the downhill trial really wants to teach you. It seems that you have completely grasped the essence of it, Beiran."
"I'm sorry to you, Protector Yu. I just know that I am weak, so I am more cautious than other fellow disciples."
"Hey~" Yu Manwen waved his hand: "You can't say that. Being strong is not necessarily just about deep skills. Inner strength is also very important. Although you are only at the fifth level of Qi training, Beiran, you can protect all your juniors.
The junior sisters all passed the trial tasks safely, which is amazing, very amazing!"
"Thank you very much for the compliment from the protector. Beiran will definitely work harder in the future."
"Okay! In order to express my trust in you, I decided to let you be my most beloved disciple's iron seal to help her complete her first trial mission."