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In the Zhenwu Palace, the ground is paved with flat bluestone, and the light shines brightly. In the middle of the direction of the gate sat an old Taoist priest with crane hair and a childish face, dressed in a neat yellow Taoist robe and wearing a purple gold Taoist crown.

The old Taoist priest has a charitable face, and he always has a kind smile on his face, and it seems that he has never been troubled by his appearance. After Fu Lou saw the old Taoist's generous smile, his nervous mood relaxed a lot.

Behind the old Taoist priest is a long strip of quaint incense case, which is carefully carved from rare wood at first glance. On the incense table was a three-foot-high purple gold incense burner, and at this moment curling green smoke was rising. Fu Lou sucked in sharply, feeling refreshed, and didn't know what was burning in the furnace.

There is a huge painting hanging on the high wall behind the incense case, the huge painting is one zhang high, and the painting depicts a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a white silk robe, stepping on a five-foot long sword, holding a white dust like snow, and looking ethereal.

Fu Lou looked at it and felt that the Taoist priest in the painting seemed to be looking at him with a smile, and the person in the painting seemed to have something to say to him. Fu Lou couldn't guess the meaning of the eyes in the painting, and fell into contemplation for a while, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ahem!" I don't know who coughed dryly.

Fu Lou suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly lowered his head and stopped looking at the giant painting. Looking at the other five people, they seemed to be attracted by the huge painting, and they hadn't woken up yet. Two more dry coughs came, Fu Lou glanced at it, it turned out that Qin Yan was reminding everyone, and the five of them woke up.

There are rows of circular futons on the bluestone floors on both sides of the main hall, and now there are six Taoist immortals sitting cross-legged on each side, and these immortals are looking at the six people one by one, as if the hunter is looking at the prey in his hand, which makes the small ones a little unnatural.

At this time, everyone had come to the middle of the main hall.

"The disciple met the head of Xuanxu. Qin Yan, Lu Mingyue, and Luo Lin bowed forward and said in unison.

The crane-haired and childish Taoist priest sitting in the center smiled and waved his hand, signaling the three of them to be exempt.

Then Qin Yan instructed all the children to bow down to the head of Xuanxu, which was the basic etiquette for new disciples of the Immortal Sect to enter the sect, and it was also the most important etiquette for entering the sect.

The cultivation realm does not pay as much attention to etiquette as the world, except for the heavy etiquette of apprenticeship and entering the sect, the younger generation generally only bows down when they see the elders, and does not need to bow down. After Fu Lou and the other five people bowed down this bow, according to common sense, they were already officially entered the Immortal Sect and were official disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Qin Yan then respectfully said to the head of Xuanxu: "Head of Qiqi, the three disciples went down the mountain this time, and brought back a total of six disciples with spiritual roots. In order of age......"

"Zhao Dazhi, eighteen years old, a native of Zhaotun in Shenxian County, a farmer for generations, and a fire attribute spiritual root. ”

"Qian Jingfeng, sixteen years old, a native of Shenxian County, has been in business for generations, and has a water attribute spiritual root. ”

"Sun Hao, fifteen years old, a native of Sunjiabao in Anxian County, has a dual-attribute spiritual root of gold and earth. ”

"Li Lishu, thirteen years old, a native of Jiwo Village, Shenxian County, has been a farmer for generations, and has a spiritual root of soil attributes. ”

"Zhou Jie, twelve years old, a native of Shenxian County, the daughter of Zhou Wei, the head of the Yangwei Dart Bureau, and a wood attribute spiritual root. ”

"Fu Lou, ten years old, a native of Gao Lao Zhuang in Shenxian County, Xiucai was born, and has five attribute spiritual roots. ”

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he bowed, and then retreated to the right side to stand side by side with Lu Mingyue and Luo Lin.

The head of Xuanxu stretched out his hand and lifted it in the void, signaling everyone to get up. Then he swept his gaze to both sides and said with a smile, "What do the elders think of these new disciples?" ”

Seeing that the elders were already staring at the six people one by one, and it seemed difficult to decide, the head of Xuanxu then smiled and said: "You have to choose the right disciples to cultivate, and the other teams of people who have gone down the mountain to recruit disciples will also spread the word back, and they will be able to return to the sect tomorrow, if you don't pick a suitable one, you can pick it again tomorrow." ”

So, the first person on the left, the fierce-looking, tall and big old Taoist priest first said loudly: "Zhao Dazhi's fire attribute spiritual root is suitable for cultivating the Burning Sun Technique of this Dao, and this Dao accepts him as a disciple." In addition, tomorrow this Dao will come back, if there are fire attribute disciples, don't fight with the old man, keep them all for this Dao!"

The elder's tone was domineering, his voice was very loud, it could almost be described as a roar, and after a few words, it seemed that the main hall was about to collapse, and the little ones only heard their ears buzzing and their faces were shocked.

Seeing that the other elders had no objection to this, Xuan Xuan took the head of the house: "Very good, wonderful, then Elder Lao Hao will have a lot of trouble." ”

So, Zhao Dazhi stepped forward and bowed to Elder Hao, and stood behind him.

"Qian Jingfeng, Zhou Jie, you two go to the Qingfeng Drizzle Pavilion to practice with this way, and if there are female disciples tomorrow, this way will come again. The sweet voice is irresistible in the tone. The voice came from the first person on the right, a female Taoist priest who looked to be only in her thirties. Although this elder only wore a white Taoist robe, he did not lose his true beauty.

The head of Xuanxu nodded at the female elder and smiled, "Elder Lao Song bothered. ”

After a while, Sun Hao and Li Lishu were also led away by other elders, and only Fu Lou was left in the main hall without being taken away.

After a long while, none of the elders said that they wanted to accept Fu Lou as a disciple, and most of them looked at Fu Lou deeply, sighed lightly, and then shook their heads again.

"This son has a five-attribute spiritual root, which is really rare, but unfortunately the spiritual root is weak. As we all know, in the cultivation realm, the more spiritual root attributes, the slower the progress of cultivation. With such a weak spiritual root, it would be difficult to cultivate to the foundation building stage within a hundred years, let alone refine to the knot stage. If you can't enter the foundation building period, your longevity is exhausted, how can you continue to cultivate in the future. Ay...... , It would be nice if those faint spiritual roots were strengthened a little, it would be a rare wonder. A middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head with regret on his face and sighed.

"Send him back, lest you waste your time and do no good to each other. Another Taoist priest took over the words, and his words were like cold ice, which made Fu Lou's heart half cold.

Fu Lou's face suddenly turned pale, his head was sweating, his heartbeat was speeding up, and he was very anxious.

......

Half loud, but Fu Lou felt as if a year had passed, and every time he breathed heavily, he felt so long and so difficult.

At this time, a lazy voice suddenly came into my ears: "You can be admitted to Xiucai at such a young age, and you are the fourth place, it can be seen that the literary talent must be outstanding." It just so happens that the first three floors of the scripture building have not been sorted out for a long time, and a boy who can organize books is needed. You can also help you copy one or two of the broken pages, so for the time being, you can count it as a registered disciple of this path, how about it?"

Suddenly, Fu Lou's eyes lit up as if he heard the sound of heaven, and he walked up to the man suddenly, and hurriedly responded: "Disciple obeys the teacher's orders." He had forgotten to bow down, but no one blamed him at this time.

The other elders saw that Fu Lou reacted quickly, so they did not raise any objections.

"Then stay as Elder Ma suggests. Seeing this, the head of Xuanxu agreed.

Seeing that the five people in front of him had all become inner disciples, but he was only a registered disciple, Fu Lou was still very happy, and he was secretly glad that he was a showman, and at the same time, he was also very grateful to Elder Ma in his heart.

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