Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes in the hall lit up, and the long-bearded Taoist suddenly regretted it.

Immeasurable, you are a heavenly venerable, you are cheap!

The human race has a lot of anti-heaven physique, in addition to the famous Taiyin body, there are also Yin and Yang Dao body, Buddha body, seven exquisite hearts, etc., but all of them are very few, and they have not seen one for many years.

Sure enough, the head of the Legalist family immediately clapped his hands and said, "It should be my Legalist disciple!"

The long-bearded Taoist shook his head: "Speak in vain! The body of Taiyin, if you don't cultivate the Tao, it is a tyrannical thing, a Legalist technique, but Xiao Dao'er!"

"Amitabha, the two donors, don't fight with each other, this son has a fate with my Buddha, if you can turn yin into yang in the future, and turn yin into extreme yang, you will be able to prove the Arhat Dao Fruit, and even the Buddha Dao Fruit is not impossible!"

The long-bearded Taoist smiled: "Let's ask this handsome boy if he is willing to shave his head and be a thief with you?"

The non-precept monk was stunned, although the Buddhists are also everyone, but the number of disciples is far less than that of this long-bearded Taoist, because of these rules and precepts.

He no longer argued, but just bowed his head and chanted, and made up his mind that he had to fight for it when the time came.

This long-bearded Taoist said: The bald donkey is not to worry, as for Liu Wenyao, the head of the Legalist family, it is a trouble, but the Legalist family has more deficiencies than my Taoist.

Although the Confucian family heads on one side wanted to speak, the body of Taiyin was indeed not as good as the three of them, but if this body of Taiyin was interested in their Confucianism, he would not give up.

In the Zhuang Language Academy, the power of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism is indeed the largest, but how many resources can they come up with to fight for it?

The temple itself is just a platform for practice. Even the master-apprentice status is not as strict as those cultivation sects, and all kinds of cultivation resources have to be earned by the disciples themselves, which is somewhat similar to Lin Hu's school in his previous life.

But as long as they encounter a real genius, each family will fight for it because they are also stingy with means and do not hesitate to spend money.

A hundred schools of thought contend, forming a faction of its own. One more genius disciple, one more strength in the future.

Originally, no one paid much attention to this handsome boy who was following Lin Hu, but the light he showed at this moment surprised everyone.

Lang Yuechen's qualifications were like a stimulant, which made many people in the audience immediately excited, especially those who had not yet been tested, and their faces were red with excitement, as if they were the next Lang Yuechen.

The scene after that, as before, did not cause any waves, occasionally good, but only medium-sized, and the scene was a little cold.

For the heads of the Zhuang Yu Academy, these tests are just like Taobao, and those who are truly qualified and have a background have already been selected.

After the qualification test of the people in the field was completed, the team leader instructed that the students with qualifications above the middle and lower grades could go to their desired school for assessment in the afternoon.

Before the team leader announced the end of the field, a loud Buddha horn sounded in the field.

"Amitabha, this son has a relationship with my Buddha, and he is willing to enter the door of my Buddhist temple. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they looked up, it was an old monk with a white beard and kind eyebrows.

Several leading disciples who knew the identity of this monk were all shocked, and the leading disciple who was responsible for recording everyone's qualifications before was also stunned: "No, it's empty......"

"Fart, the eldest husband is in the world and is on the battlefield, this son is willing to join my soldier's family. Before the leader disciple finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tu Wanjun, the head of the soldier family who rushed over.

"This son has an extraordinary temperament, he should be accompanied by poetry and books, how can he go to the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, or be a big soldier, bleeding and sweating. I don't think it's my Confucianism, and I can't tolerate this great talent. Xu Mingyuan, the head of the Confucian family, did not return to his previous appearance of being gentle and frugal, and said-for-tat.

"Boom"

A strong spiritual pressure came out, and those martial cultivators or Xuan cultivators with low cultivation levels in the field immediately felt that they couldn't even breathe.

"Whoever dares to compete with Dao Ye for this son, try Dao Ye and my methods first. ”

"Khan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Lin Hu in the field, but also the corners of other people's mouths twitched, which was too ambiguous!

The master of Bukong on the side couldn't help it, and suddenly lifted the monk's robe, revealing the strong chest muscles that were extremely incommensurate with the old monk's face, and roared: "Ah, you bull's nose, the poor monk has endured you for a long time, do you think that my Buddhist family does not have the magical power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger?"

"Hehe, bald donkey, Dao Ye, I've been unhappy with you for a long time, so I'll compete today!"

The two of them started to fight, and they were about to do it, and a few heads of the family who were slightly inferior in strength knew that they couldn't compete with those few people, so they couldn't help but stand up at this time and express their opinions in a gossipy manner.

"My Mo family's puppet agency, one person can be a million-...... teacher"

"My Legalist ......"

......

The original solemnity on the square suddenly made it noisy like a vegetable market, and outside the pavilion, these leading disciples around them all showed a look of horror.

Master Bukong has already taken off his monk's robe, revealing his super strong upper body, making King Kong angry.

The long-bearded Taoist loudly provoked, "Bald donkey, come on, Dao Ye will let you make three moves." ”

"Stop, what kind of system is this, we might as well listen to this son's own opinion. The speaker was Xu Mingyuan, the head of the Confucian family, because he had always shown himself as a generous elder, and the Confucian power was also one of the three masters of the Zhuang Language Academy, so his words were quite authoritative among the heads of the family.

After listening to his words, the Taoist and the monk also stopped and looked at Lang Yuechen one after another, wanting to hear his opinion.

Before Lang Yuechen could speak, an old man who looked like a farmer shouted again: "Child, if you enter my farmhouse, countless spirit fruits are available for you to choose from, which will be very beneficial to your cultivation growth, what do you think?"

"The way of a soldier is to win a hundred battles, and the good are not good, and the soldiers who surrender without a fight are also the good ones. "Every time Tu Wanjun, the head of the military family, fell, there was a loud bang, and the earthquake trembled, and the momentum was like a thousand troops.

"Soldiers?" Xu Mingyuan, the head of the Confucian family on the side, sneered, and immediately took out a piece of jade pendant that shimmered with precious light, the purpose is self-evident, don't look at the people who often scold the scholars for being poor and sour, but it is okay to scold the Confucian sour, and people are not poor.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, child, you have a relationship with my Buddha, really, monks don't speak,"

......

The long-bearded Taoist jumped to his feet and said, "It's all fart!" But at this time, no matter how loud he scolded, no one paid attention to him.

In the blink of an eye, the heads of the various families were either cold, kind, or violent, and all kinds of powerful auras collided fiercely in the square, with only one goal, that is, Lang Yuechen.

The heads of each family continue to offer higher prices to compete, depicting a more ambitious future, and the great deeds of the predecessors of each family have also listened to several villages.

It's a pity that this kind of peaceful competition didn't last long, and it soon turned into mutual demolition and attack.

What "Buddhism is extremely hypocritical!" "Yin and Yang are useless." "The farmhouses are all turtles. "Soldiers exterminate humanity!" All kinds of evil words that were suppressed in my heart broke out.

"Brother Lin......" Lang Yuechen, who was a little at a loss, looked at Lin Hu and said.

Lin Hu also didn't know how to deal with this kind of scene when he saw it, but his experience was not very comparable, or rather, he didn't know what these people in the scene represented.

Lin Hu, who calmed down, said to Lang Yuechen beside him: "Just choose what you want to go." ”

"Yes!"

Nodding towards Lin Hu, as if he had made some kind of great determination, Lang Yuechen suddenly shouted: "I, I want to go to Confucianism......"

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the field.