The green mountains are majestic, the white water is entangled, and the little mist is entrenched in the endless green bamboo sea, the wind blows leisurely, and all things respond to the breath of life.

Two people dressed in navy blue robes and high buns hurried through the sheep's intestine path, with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Today's introductory meeting is the most solemn in these years, and I don't know why the head of the family attaches so much importance to it." One of them said to himself.

"The reason for this will be known to junior disciples like you and me. I'm worried now that I won't be able to catch the roll call, and everyone will not be able to eat and walk around. The other snorted coldly.

As if thinking of something frightening at the same time, the two of them changed their faces slightly and stopped talking, and accelerated their runs.

At this moment, at the bluestone gate at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of children have gathered. They were all brought here early in the morning by the designated doorman from the nearby inn. Each of them held red tokens in their hands, but several of them were treated with a solemn attitude that was clearly different, because the tokens they held in their hands were indeed different, no longer red but very dazzling gold, silver and blue.

"May I ask this immortal, how long will it take for the exam to start?" A young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in an elegant blue robe and a round face, stepped forward and asked a Taoist priest guarding the door politely.

It seems that he is very interested in using the word "immortal", and the Taoist's originally indifferent face showed a trace of pride, and he hurriedly responded: "Don't dare, don't dare, this son has said it." There is still half a quarter to go, and the time will begin as soon as the time comes. ”

The young man who asked the question saluted lightly when he heard this, and then took half a step back and stopped talking.

After a while, several Daoists suddenly looked up at the sky in unison, their eyes full of all kinds of complicated gazes. Everyone followed suit, but they saw a black figure standing on a long sword in the distance sky, swooping towards everyone at a very fast speed. Some of the screams immediately exploded in the crowd, and a few children even sat on the ground with weak legs. There are also some eyes that are eager and excited.

In an instant, he came to a place a few feet away from the gate, the person on the sword raised his hand and turned around, and the direction of his feet changed.

"I've seen Uncle Shi." Several Taoists said respectfully in unison.

The dark light flashed, and the person who came put away his long sword and jumped lightly in front of everyone. He was of medium height, in his appearance of about forty years old, his eyes were introverted, his face was expressionless, and although his facial features were ordinary, he had a formidable momentum all over his body. Behind his hands, he slowly swept over the children in front of him, and after his eyes lingered for a moment on the faces of several people holding colored tokens, he said aloud: "I am the one hundred and thirty-eighth generation disciple of Shangqing Mountain, Zhang Jinglin, and I am the chief examiner who presides over the first level of this entrance test. ”

As he spoke, he held up a red token in his hand and continued to the crowd: "The first level of testing starts from the time I announce it starts until noon, and anyone who can reach the second level before the end is eligible to continue taking the test. All the candidate disciples who gave up halfway or encountered any accidents only need to hold the token in their hands and silently recite the words 'I want to quit' in their hearts, and they can return to this place unscathed and be sent back to the inn by a special person. Can you hear me? ”

His eyes drifted over each child, and then he nodded in satisfaction, "Now let's start grouping." As soon as the words fell, several Taoists stepped forward and gestured to divide the children into groups of five or five. One of the Taoists took the four children holding colored tokens to the side and organized them into a group.

"There's one more person here." Just when the people were almost divided, a white light flashed in the air, and a white figure appeared in mid-air, the voice was not loud, but the cold tone made everyone quiet.

Under everyone's gaze, a white figure floated down beside the Taoist, and a little man in blue stood quietly beside him.

"I've seen Uncle Shi."

"See Uncle Shizu."

Several voices rang out respectfully.

He Muhua nodded with a cold face, raised his hand to push Bai Muyun forward, and said, "This is the child I found, and I brought it directly because of the urgency of time." ”

In fact, it only takes half a day to return to the sect from Sanshui City, but He Muhua never does anything that he is not sure of. After careful consideration, he concluded that the way to cook raw rice was the safest. With what he knew about the old-fashioned elders, the best odds of doing so were up to her.

"This ......" Zhang Jinglin didn't raise his body, his face was embarrassed when he heard the words, but his voice was still calm: "Uncle Shi, this matter of finding the spirit child is the responsibility of the disciple." Words you recommend directly......"

"What? Think I don't have vision, don't you skip words. There is no emotion in the tone, several people at the same time, one spirit.

Without waiting for him to answer, He Muhua turned his eyes slightly and said, "Take out your token." ”

Hearing this, Bai Muyun raised his hand to reveal the square card with a dark jade color. Although she didn't know what kind of material it was made of, it was very warm in her hand. Thinking of yesterday, there was still Fan Ping's temperature on it, and her heart suddenly tightened.

After seeing this square card clearly, Zhang Jinglin almost didn't stand firm. This...... Could this be a ......

Seeing his reaction, He Muhua's momentum rose, and he suddenly shouted: "When you see the ancestor of the opening mountain personally giving the token, don't you kneel?" ”

The white-clothed master's face was as low as an ice cellar, and the fierceness in the phoenix's eyes was like ten thousand sword rays, making all the people in front of him crawl down in an instant. Bai Muyun's legs were so sore that she was about to kneel, but a dark energy came from nowhere, making her stand still without a trace of shaking.

In Zhang Jinglin's opinion, this little boy in blue is not handsome at all under the backdrop of the man in white, but at this moment, it makes him feel like a monstrous wave in his heart. Isn't this the legendary "Yaoqing card"?

"She, is she eligible?" The man in white flicked the sleeves of his robe, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a calm expression.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Jinglin's indifference just now had already been replaced by cold sweat on his forehead. I have long heard that He Muhua, the third junior brother of the head of the family, became the closed disciple of the previous head of the sect because of his talent, and later gave the personal token of the founding patriarch "Yaoqing Xianzun" according to the rules of the door because of his great contributions to the mountain gate. In fact, everyone knows that the moment he accepted the Yaoqing card, his identity was almost equal to that of the next generation of the ancestor of the founding father, and the disciple was only better than the current head

In the history of Shangqing Mountain, only the founder of the mountain feathered the flying immortals. Therefore, in everyone's hearts, Yaoqing Immortal Venerable is synonymous with true immortals. When it comes to this respectable name, it is not only respect in my heart, but also the lifelong pursuit of a person who cultivates immortals and cultivators

Bai Muyun secretly swallowed and foamed. No matter how stupid she is, she now understands the meaning of the token in her hand. Since she was a child, she had never been treated with such respect by so many people, not to mention, there was a faint glimmer of complexity, greed, and jealousy hidden in those eyes

She couldn't help but squint her eyes at these inadequacies. I don't know if it was He Muhua or the token, or other reasons, she calmly suppressed the fear in her heart at the moment. Looking up at the men, she held the token in both hands and slowly retracted it. The movements were gentle and solemn, respectful and proud, and He Muhua secretly admired in his heart, thinking about himself when he first went up the mountain, at most he had a tie with her.

"Let's get started." He stood proudly, his tone deep.

Zhang Jinglin and the others had already stood up, and when they heard the words, they stopped talking and continued the grouping just now. And Bai Muyun was naturally incorporated into the foursome just now. She didn't respond to the curious gaze thrown at her, and stood there by herself, her eyes kept looking at the three big characters on the gate of the bluestone mountain.

The pen is tactful, vigorous and powerful, but she also inexplicably gives birth to a sense of twists and turns.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how eager she was to see Brother Xu who gave her the jade rabbit and Sister Mu Qing, who was as beautiful as a fairy. The quaint green bricks in front of him, step by step, who don't know where they lead, seemed to say softly to himself, you will definitely be able to see that gentle and amiable Uncle Fan again in five years, and you will not let him down

Dear friends, at this point, Bai Muyun's difficult journey of cultivating immortals will be officially rolled out, and the foreshadowing in front is basically in place. The real story begins slowly. It's full of love and hatred, and it's all about deceit.

This is by no means a small white text, and everyone's personality is not simply good or bad. Some things are forced to do things, some things are strategized, some people seem to be friends, and some people secretly calculate. Conspiracy, scheming, and turbulent undercurrents.

I hope we will grow up with this story and experience the mortal world, the way of the fairy world!

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