Inside Mu Feng's residence, Jiu Yu and Yan'er were packing their luggage.

There are a total of four disciples living in the middle of Mu Feng. Three of them are Taoists who have just come up from the mortal realm, Jiu Yu, Yan'er, and He Xi. In addition to the new Taoist, there is also a second-grade god named Shu Yin living in Mufeng Ju.

When packing his luggage, Jiu Yu didn't dare to make too many movements, for fear of disturbing the godman. However, it seems that no matter how careful Jiu Jue is, Shu Yin is still disturbed.

"Get out! Get out of the yard!"

There was a roar outside the door, and Jiu Yu and Yan'er opened the door one after another and looked outside. I saw that He Xi was pushed out of the door by Shu Yin, and there was an overturned food box on the ground, and there were many pastries in the food box.

"And the two of you, don't bother me usually."

Silenced, Shu Yin closed the door heavily, and even set a ban at the door.

Yan'er stepped forward to pick up the food box dropped by He Xi and handed it to He Xi. He Xi's eyes were red, and he was wronged.

"Jiu Jue, can I join you? I don't have any friends in the divine realm. ”

"Of course."

Jiu Jue nodded and handed the handkerchief to He Xi.

In the evening, the Taoists need to gather again, and I heard that this time, the god Deem Dimuzi will appear.

The news that Di Muzi was coming went crazy, and the Wufang Hall that night was full of people, and the new disciples were only a small part of the crowd. The Wufang Hall couldn't sit down, and a few immortals simply cast spells and floated in the air, just to see the gods.

Di Muzi was dressed in a green robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and sat on the floating dragon carving chair on the high platform of the Wufang Palace. On his side, the two Qinglong Clan protectors sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and recuperating.

Di Mu Jin held the Xuanlong Sword in his hand, and at this time he was just standing in the corner to the right under the high platform.

"The Divine Realm is divided into four major clans, and you cultivators must also cultivate the spells of different clans. Now I will classify you and see which immortal arts you are suitable for. ”

Di Muzi said on the stage, and Yi Xuan under the stage didn't know where to come out. Yi Xuan had luck in his hand, holding a cloud of mist-like liquid.

Words and spirits are foggy and water, and qi and spirits are distinguished.

It is said that this spirit mist is the treasure of the Xuanwu clan.

As long as it is a mortal, take a photo in front of the Yan Ling Mist, and the Yan Ling Mist can make an accurate judgment on the mortal's talent and ability, and choose an immortal technique suitable for cultivation.

According to Di Muzi's meaning, everyone should take a walk in front of the spirit mist to see the talent strength.

Nearly 1,000 people lined up to speak the spirit, and Di Muzi wanted to be haunted by things again, but after reading the results of the first person's spiritual examination, Di Muzi disappeared in the Wufang Palace. The rest of the things were taught to the people in the Five Directions Palace.

"Feng Yu, Qinglong."

"Juyi, Xuanwu."

......

"Ye Quan, White Tiger."

"Datuan, White Tiger."

......

"Hexi, Suzaku."

"Yan'er, Xuanwu."

When it was Jiu Jue's turn, Jiu Jue stood in front of the mist of words and spirits, quietly waiting for the results of the spirit test.

However, the Yan Ling Mist had not come out for a long time, and Yi Xuan saw it and frowned slightly.

Di Muzi on the side saw the clue, and put his hands on Yi Xuan's shoulders.

Yi Xuan understood what Di Muzi meant.

The mist of words and spirits slowly turned into a cloud of cyan.

"Nine Hawks, Green Dragon."

Jiu Jue took the water droplet conjured by the Spirit Mist Water and stored it in the white mist bottle prepared in advance. When the water drops into the bottle, it turns into a blue mist and moves inside the bottle.

After the spirit test was over, Jiu Jue took his white mist bottle and met with Yan'er and He Xi.

It's a pity that the three of them are not in the same class, and the lecture time of each ethnic group is not even the same. Although the three of them live together, it will be difficult for them to have the opportunity to get together in the future.

"Is it divided?"

The temperature in the Wufang Hall suddenly rose, and a fire phoenix flew in and landed on the high platform of the Wufang Palace.

A woman in red stood on the stage, her hair in a fresh and capable bun, and she had an arrogant atmosphere.

Everyone looked up at the goddess who had just arrived, and many male disciples were already overwhelmed by it.

"Huoshu, what about Contempt?" Yi Xuan asked.

"Here we are."

As soon as the words fell, a tall man appeared at the door of the Wufang Palace.

Ye Quan patted Jiu Jue on the shoulder and pulled Jiu Jue to his side. Seeing this, Yan'er and He Xi also came over.

"You don't know who they are." Although Ye Quan said softly, he couldn't hide his smug tone, "That Huo Shu is the daughter of the Suzaku clan patriarch, I heard that she is very pampered and arrogant, and that contempt is the designated next White Tiger patriarch, and he is very powerful. In our current session, Huo Shu is in charge of Suzaku, Miyi is in charge of White Tiger, Di Mujin is in charge of Qinglong, and Yixuan is in charge of Xuanwu. We will be their disciples from now on. ”

Hearing this, Jiu Yu quickly turned his head and looked at Di Mu Jin. As a disciple of Di Mu Jin, Jiu Jue doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"From now on, I will be the mentor of the White Tiger lineage, and all the White Tiger disciples will follow me."

Contempt is happy, the last one comes, and after speaking, the first one leaves. But it's not surprising that Dimu Jin.

After the scorn left, several mentors lectured everyone separately, and after the lecture, everyone was broken up and separated.

Jiu Jue lined up in the middle of the line, and the long line walked up, but it really looked like a dragon. It's just that there is not a single dragon here.

Coming to the Qinglong Palace, there are all kinds of dragons painted on the walls of the hall, Di Mu said that those are the exercises of the Qinglong clan, but only by learning the dragon language, can you understand the mystery.

"Now, take out the water droplets that the spirit mist conjured up just now."

The people took out the droplets of water as Di Mu said. When the white mist bottle was opened, the water droplets floated out by themselves, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of water droplets ran together.

Everyone wanted to come forward to catch up, but no one moved, because Di Mu Jin did not speak.

Di Mu sat cross-legged, about the time to meditate on a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, Di Mu slowly opened his eyes.

"Now, find your droplets, and drink them. Those who drink the drops of water can be promoted to the rank of immortal immediately. ”

When everyone heard this, they rushed to the door. After a while, the Qinglong Hall was empty, and only Jiu Yu and Di Mu Jin were left in the hall.

"Why don't you go soon?"

"How much time did you spend looking for droplets?"

"I didn't go looking for the droplets."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't open the mist bottle at all."

Di Mu smiled evilly and got up to clean up the books on the desk.

"Actually...... I didn't open the bottle either. ”

Jiu Jue took out the white mist bottle in his sleeve, and the cyan water vapor in it was still spinning and moving.

Di Mu Jin looked at the mist bottle, teleported forward, and chopped the bottle from Jiu Yu's hand.

"Do you know what happens when you drink the mist water in the mist bottle?"

"How?"

"When you drink this water, the turbidity of the mortal world is washed away. Absolute seven feelings, break six desires, and become an immortal. ”

Jiu Jue looked at the spirit mist in Di Mujin's hand, and felt a little uneasy. After knowing the side effects, she didn't know whether she should drink the water or not.

"Have you drunk?"

"Of course."

Di Mu handed the mist bottle to Jiu Yu.

"Don't worry, it's just a pure heart, and there is no harm. Look at me, it's not good. ”

Half-convinced, she took the mist bottle and put it away.

"Don't worry, I need to say goodbye to my seven feelings and six desires first."