Miaoyu Daogu put forward a theory in front of the ancestral statue, and the tens of thousands of disciples of Lingxu Pavilion held their breath for a while, and of course they had no opinion with Miaoyu's faction, and everyone was quietly waiting for the righteous elder in a black robe with a full face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The so-called Daomen are of the same origin, and many cultivation sects in the Great Xia Dynasty were evolved and separated from the Sanqing Daomen.

In the countless long years when the Sanqing Daomen opened a sect, for some reason, a bishop or a person who has attained the Tao left the Sanqing Daomen, established another sect, and created a new sect, and Lingxu Pavilion is one of them.

The ancestral statue that Elder Miaoyu said is the holy image of the ancestor of the Lingxu Pavilion, for countless years, all the disciples who enter the pavilion must accept the test of the ancestral soul in front of the ancestral statue, and only by passing the test and being recognized by the ancestral statue can they become the official disciples of Lingxu Pavilion.

The strange thing is that nearly 3,000 years ago, all the men who passed the test of the ancestral statue were female disciples, and all the men who wanted to enter the Lingxu Pavilion were either invaded by the divine thoughts and became idiots when they were tested by the ancestral statues, or they were directly bombarded on the spot by the divine thoughts released by the ancestral statues! Therefore, for 3,000 years, the Lingxu Pavilion had a rule of only accepting female apprentices.

Although the ancestral statue is only sealed with a wisp of the ancestor of the founding father, but it is also the existence of wisdom to distinguish between right and wrong, Miaoyu does not believe that in the eventful autumn of the sect, the ancestor spirit will still stubbornly continue the previous rules.

The more important reason is that there has been a long struggle within the sect, and many outstanding disciples have fallen in senseless internal strife, and Elder Miaoyu does not want to let the sacrifice continue to be staged, so he wants to save the sect that is about to fall apart through the choice of the ancestral statue.

This is no way, and it is also gambling with Xu Feng's life.

Therefore, as soon as Miaoyu's words came out, the disciples of Ling Xuge, who were originally swords and cold eyes, had nothing to say.

Elder Zhengxin's black Dao robe hunted under the urging of Zhenyuan, holding an unusually wide Dao sword, as if ready to kill at any moment.

Looking at the many disciples in the field with cold eyes, seeing that no one expressed clear opposition, he choked, put his sword back into the sheath, and snorted coldly with a look of disgust on his face, waiting to see the good show of the ancestral spirit killing.

In the wide square between the mountains, the disciples of the Lingxu Pavilion quickly dispersed, leaving a wide circular clearing in the middle.

More than a dozen elders led by Miaoyu and Zhengxin formed a circle in front of them, and then bowed respectfully, and as the elders knelt down, tens of thousands of disciples in the back bowed down one after another like a tide, and they all bowed to the open space between the fields.

"There are disciples entering the pavilion, respectfully invite the ancestor spirit!"

Dozens of elders gathered together in the sky above the circular clearing.

In the empty col surrounded by mountains, there was a rumbling sound, and a stone pillar with a width of one foot grew in the center of the flat land!

The stone pillar broke through the ground and continued to grow, and a quaint coercion took the stone pillar as the center of the circle, rippling between the mountains.

As the stone pillar continued to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, the divine thoughts in Xu Feng's Lingtai seemed to have a kind of induction with the stone pillar, and began to churn without warning, and the divine thoughts seemed to be tempted, and involuntarily collided back and forth in Xu Feng's Lingtai Mud Pill Palace.

Xu Feng hurriedly collected his thoughts, clenched the scabbard in his hand, and tried not to focus on the stone pillar. In my heart, I remembered another world, a space battleship that broke through the waves in the endless ocean.

In a moment, the stone pillar that broke through the ground had grown dozens of zhang high, standing quietly among the mountains, exuding the divine power from ancient times.

No matter which angle you look at, you can see a statue carved into the stone pillar. This is a fairy-like statue, with a gentle and delicate face, smart and pretty eyebrows, floating clothes on the body, as if to go to the wind, holding a budding lotus flower in her hand, the petals are clustered together, forming a fist-like bud.

Although it is a statue that has passed the vicissitudes of thousands of years, there is still an infinite sense of realism, as if there is really a beautiful fairy standing in front of her, her smart eyes look directly at people's hearts, the sacred makes people dare not blaspheme, and the beautiful makes people dare not look directly.

Miaoyu said to Ah Cai next to her: "Little girl, you come first." ”

Ah Cai turned to look at the gentleman he respected the most. Xu Feng nodded to her slightly.

In the eyes of everyone, Ah Cai slowly walked to the stone pillar, sat down cross-legged on a futon, and began to accept the test of the ancestor's spirit.

Xu Feng suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, but when things came to this point, she had to be bold enough to try, if Ah Cai could pass the test and enter the Lingxu Pavilion, it would also be a very good destination for her.

As Ah Cai sat down, in silence, the stone pillar emitted a faint light from top to bottom, gathering like a fan, and finally shining on Ah Cai, who was sitting cross-legged.

The statue on the stone pillar seems to come to life in an instant, lifelike, people can feel that the clothes are really fluttering slightly, and the eyes of the statue are really looking at it gently.

Xu Feng looked nervously at Ah Cai in the pillar of light, and held the scabbard of the sword a little tighter with his right hand.

I saw that Ah Cai, who was shining with a light array, also gave birth to a faint luster on his body, and as time passed, his entire body seemed to no longer belong to this world, and became a projection in the clearing.

Ah Cai in the pillar of light, I don't know what happened, the cute little face, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and finally turned into a face of perseverance, as if he had encountered a major event that was difficult to decide.

I don't know if it's sweat or the moisture in the mountains, steaming on Ah Cai's body, forming a layer of ethereal smoke. Ah Cai, shrouded in smoke, had a resolute look on his little face, as if he was gritting his teeth and persevering.

I don't know how long it has been. Ah Cai's face finally became calm, a pillar of light connected Ah Cai and the statue on the stone pillar, starting from the toes, the pillar of light moved up in turn, scanning the statue and Ah Cai's whole body, and finally gathered at the position of the forehead spiritual aperture, as if completing the transmission of some kind of exercise, the pillar of light fluctuated in the air.

Suddenly, the lotus flower held in the right hand of the ancestor statue opened, and under the bright pillar of light, the lotus carved in stone bloomed silently.

One, two, three............ The lotus flower opened one after another, and the elders of Lingxu Pavilion and many disciples stared intently at the open lotus, and silently counted the petals in their hearts.

Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine. The lotus flower in the hand of the ancestor statue has twenty-nine petals!

For a while, many exclamations came,

"Twenty-nine!"

"Lotus blossoms twenty-nine!"

"It's been more than a thousand years, and I've finally seen twenty-nine petals!"

"Ling Xuan Pavilion has another genius!"

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All kinds of exclamations and exclamations spread among the female disciples of Ling Xuan Pavilion. Miaoyu looked at Ah Cai who slowly opened her eyes with satisfaction, and she was more confident in her choices and opinions.

The ancestor of Lingxu Pavilion, the Lotus Pond Fairy, is rumored to have cultivated to the sacred realm before the fall, using a white lotus as a magic weapon, turning qi into void, and his divine thoughts are thousands of miles away.

There are 32 petals in the hand of the lotus pond fairy, respectively, representing the lotus pond fairy 32 kinds of Taoism, the so-called lotus 32, the petals are amazing, the Taoism is 32, all kinds of invincible.

As a generation of grandmasters, at the time of the fall, all his exercises and divine thoughts were condensed into a lotus, and the disciples of later generations communicated with the spirits in the stone pillars to determine the ability to comprehend the exercises of the Lingxu Pavilion, and the ability to comprehend them to determine the status of the disciples after entering the pavilion.

Each disciple has different wisdom roots, and their comprehension ability is also different, some have comprehended one kind, and some have comprehended two, but there are rarely more than 20 petals of lotus blooming.

Among the elders in the room, only Miaoyu and Elder Zhengxin had more than twenty petals of lotus bloom when they entered, twenty-three and twenty-one respectively, but I didn't expect that this skinny girl in front of me could comprehend twenty-nine kinds of exercises!

Lotus blooms twenty-nine, for thousands of years, it can be called an amazing talent.

Everyone looked at Ah Cai who was walking back slowly with envy, Xu Feng had roughly guessed the result, and his heart was happy, only Ah Cai had a vague look, still immersed in the strange experience just now.

As long as the lotus flower can bloom, even if it is a petal, it is a kind of recognition of the ancestor, and he is qualified to become an official disciple of Lingxu Pavilion. Ah Cai let the lotus flower open twenty-nine petals in one breath, with such comprehension ability, he can become a personal disciple of the inner gate when he enters the pavilion, he can practice many exercises in the pavilion at will, and he also has the power to choose at will in the pills and magic weapons, after all, geniuses belong to the minority, and the concentration of resources for cultivation is also the will of the entire Lingxu Pavilion.

Now that Ling Xuan Pavilion has one more cultivator genius, although he is standing on the side of Miaoyu's opposition, the righteous heart elder who has always put the sect first is also in a good mood, and his dark face has a little more comfort. In a blink of an eye, he saw Xu Feng, who was delighted, and couldn't help but leak a mocking look again.