Many disciples in the distance kept looking at this side, there were more than a dozen elders, it was difficult for them to even see one on weekdays, and even many disciples had not seen these elders since they had entered the Optimus Sect. Now it's a good thing, there are more than a dozen of them standing here, how can they not be curious.

"That's Senior Brother Cao, I know. ”

"Senior Brother Cao, I also know, who is the other one, who is not wearing the clothes of our sect, could it be that he is a guest of a top sect?"

"Are there any guests who need a dozen elders to greet you, you are thinking too much!"

"Then tell me who that person is, and all the elders are staring at him. ”

"As soon as I was dispersing, I saw it a few days ago, and it was Senior Brother Cao who took it. ”

"You're stupid!"

"I also think he's stupid, a loose cultivator, as for letting so many elders follow?"

Whispering, those disciples thought that their voices were small enough, but in the eyes of the four-star king, without speaking, even if it was a fluctuating spiritual communication, they could catch it.

Shen Cong stood there, letting more than a dozen old men watch, and his mood continued to calm down. Even if you are nervous now, it is useless, although Shen Cong knows that anyone here can slap himself out with just one slap. If you see that there is a problem, you can't even escape. But the more this is the case, the more calm Shen Cong becomes.

"The temperament is good, the bones look okay, the key is to be young enough, and it seems that the body has some achievements. Boy, do you want to worship the old man as a teacher, the old man can lead you to cultivate, the eighth order can be expected!" said an old man with a long beard with a smile.

"Okay, you old man Mo, before things are clear, you want to stuff the fruit into your pocket first. The bystander laughed.

"Why, no. The old man just looks at this kid and is pleasing to the eye, don't say it, even if it is confirmed that he can't be psychic in the end, the old man also admits it, anyway, there is still a lack of a closed disciple, and if you accept it, you will accept it. Do you have the courage to do this, if not, where is it cool, where to stay!"

Mo Luo smiled very heroically, and as soon as these words came out, the others really didn't speak.

Closed disciples, that is, if you accept this, you will not accept other disciples. Shen Cong looks okay now, but it's just okay, if it weren't for Shen Congxing's ability to channel the Spiritual Hidden Gong Pavilion, when he sees such a disciple on weekdays, they won't take a second look, that is, it is not much different from some official disciples of the Qingtian Sect.

"Old man Mo, don't talk too much, if it is really confirmed that you can be psychic, such a disciple is not something you can accept if you say that you can accept it, and it will definitely alarm the head of the sect at that time!" someone shook his head and said.

In the history of the Optimus Sect, those who were able to channel spirits all achieved the body of the Eighth-Order King in the end, and all of them were the best of the Eighth-Order and became the mainstay of the Optimus Sect. In other words, if Shen Cong's ability is confirmed, then Shen Cong will be at least one of them in the future, and this weight will be completely unusual.

"This kid hasn't spoken yet, what are you anxious about, if he has to worship me as a teacher, it's hard for you to stop him. Even the head of the house can't do such a thing!"

As soon as others said it, Mo Luo was more energetic, and even he himself was actually not sure whether Shen Cong could be psychic, but cultivators have always had a sense of whim, and after Mo Luo saw Shen Cong, he inexplicably felt that Shen Cong would be extraordinary in the future.

Such a feeling is inexplicable, if it is usual, Mo Luo may not take it seriously. But the outbreak of the Dark Night Life Fountain a few days ago, as well as Shen Cong's psychic matter that was preliminarily affirmed, made Mo Luo make up his mind.

The coming time may turn into a chaotic time, in which many things can no longer be viewed in a conventional way.

The others were dumbfounded, Mo Luo was right, others have to apprentice, is it possible for you to stop it, the key is that Shen Cong has not been determined at all, whether he can be psychic, they have no right to stop him, unless they also want to accept apprentices, but they can't make Mo Luo's determination.

"Boy, how do you think about it, the old man is not so impulsive on weekdays!" Mo Luo looked at Shen Congdao.

"This ......"

Shen Cong didn't know how to answer for a while, this old man didn't play cards according to common sense at all. However, it is indeed a good thing to be able to have such a four-star king's master, at least Shen Cong can enter the Qingtian Sect normally, and he also has a strong backer.

"No, no, don't count, test first. Suddenly, someone shouted, but it was the other elders who found Mo Luo, and it seemed that he was real, which made them feel a little more strange in their hearts.

"That's it, test it first, and we'll talk about the rest later!" someone immediately helped.

"That's right, let's take a look first, Old Man Mo, you don't have to be in such a hurry, it's not that much time!"

"What do you mean, the old man accepts apprentices, and it is still in the way of you!" Mo Luo was furious, but the others were smiling and grinning, and they didn't argue with Mo Luo, anyway, they were planning to make Mo Luo angry with the mud, and they all wanted to shoot directly.

Cao Yu watched more than a dozen elders arguing there beside him, and felt strange in his heart, this is completely a group of old children, and they even played tricks directly, such a scene is rare, and all this is caused by a casual cultivator.

Cao Yu couldn't figure out why Mo Luo insisted on accepting Shen Cong like that. Cao Yu didn't feel jealous or anything, but he just couldn't understand it. However, Cao Yu could understand the attitude of the other elders, and he was nothing more than afraid that Shen Cong was really a piece of jade, purely making trouble, and not allowing others to benefit. And now that there are many people, he bullies Mo Luo alone.

"Boy, you don't have to think about anything else now. If you can really stand outside and get the classics of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, you can not only become an official disciple, but even get the status of a true disciple!"

Someone smiled at Shen Cong, and Mo Luo had already been so popular with others that he couldn't speak.

"Disciple understands!" Shen Cong bowed, obviously still having to pass the test.

"Okay, you take out the Vientiane Recipe in it. ”

Chen Zhong said in a deep voice, what he cultivated was the Vientiane Jue, and he had reached the realm of near-consummation, and if he went further, Vientiane would flow, and when the time came, the sky and the earth would be big, and he could be allowed to run rampant and wide.

Others have no opinion, if there is still a little bit of the previous sin recipe that may be spread outside, then the Vientiane recipe is absolutely impossible. And Shen Cong didn't have the slightest breath of Vientiane Jue on his body, once he cultivated, that kind of heaviness couldn't hide from anyone.

"Disciples need to put their hands on the Tibetan Gong Pavilion. ”

"Yes, you can go straight up now. Chen Zhong nodded, his right hand waved at will, and the prohibition that faintly surrounded the Zanggong Pavilion disappeared at once.

Shen Cong's eyes lit up slightly, and the feeling of being completely suppressed had disappeared. Without the slightest hesitation, Shen walked in front of the Zanggong Pavilion with a stride, and gently pressed his right hand on it.

And with Shen Cong's movements, more than a dozen elders couldn't help but hold their breath, if Shen Cong could really succeed, it would be a great thing for the Optimus Sect. One more four-star king, or even a five-star king, is difficult to measure for the strength of the entire sect. And there is still a glimmer of hope to step into the ninth-order apocalypse, compared to other cultivators, those who can be psychic are undoubtedly more probable, and that meaning is needless to say.

And at this moment, Shen Cong had already dialed into the place where the spirit of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion was placed, without the slightest barrier, and the revocation of the ban also made Shen Cong have no worries. It was still the Zanggong Pavilion Instrument Spirit clone that appeared in front of Shen Cong. Although this clone has no spiritual intelligence, his ability to deal with things is extremely strong, and he can still remember Shen Cong, instead of attacking directly like last time.

"I need all the texts about Silan!"

"There are 1,365 volumes of the classics related to Xiyang, 75 volumes of the whole text, 363 volumes of the brief introduction, and 533 volumes in one stroke......"

"All of them!"

Shen Cong interrupted, there are different categories of voice assistants, and Shen Cong is not worried about missing anything because there is too much information. As soon as Shen Cong's words fell, more than a thousand balls of light swarmed in. Shen Cong was calm, and the next moment, countless words and pictures flashed in Shen Cong's soul sea, just in the blink of an eye, Shen Cong's soul had the illusion of being stuffed.

"Computer, tidying, instead of absorption!"

Shen never dared to delay, and immediately shouted. The computer flickered slightly in Shen Cong's soul, and the next moment, a leisurely ease appeared in his heart, and his soul was completely liberated. Shen Cong breathed a sigh of relief, and flipped through his information about the soil at will, just a few words, which made Shen Cong's eyes shine.

It's just that after the time of tea, those light clusters are completely absorbed. In such a short period of time, more than a thousand volumes of classics have been absorbed, if such a thing is spread, I am afraid that it can scare a bunch of people, even the divine soul of an eighth-order king cannot withstand the impact of such a huge amount of information flow, so Shen Cong dares to be so bold.

"I need the magic trick!"

got what he basically wanted, and Shen Cong named the exercises.

"Vientiane Formula, Supreme Secret Text, Cultivators Need to ......"

"I'm sure!" Shen Cong said.

"The contribution value is insufficient, and this true disciple jade plate cannot be exchanged. The machine spirit said expressionlessly.

Shen Cong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was still holding Cao Yu's jade plate in his hand. The Qingtian Sect's Tibetan Gong Pavilion needs to contribute points to exchange exercises, obviously Cao Yu's contribution value is not enough to exchange this exercise, Shen never knows the rules of the Qingtian Sect, and others may also ignore it directly.

Shen Cong guessed that it was probably the people who were able to psychic in the past, and all they encountered were the real machine spirits of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, and since they were real machine spirits, they could naturally open up a little. And it's rare to meet someone who can talk, even if you break a little rule, it's not a big deal. And the exercises taught may only be relatively ordinary, suitable for the cultivation of true disciples.

But Shen Cong's current encounter with the spirit clone is a top-notch exercise like the Vientiane Jue, and this clone will not open the net, so the problem will naturally come.

Outside the Hidden Gong Pavilion, Shen Cong took his arm away and opened his eyes.

"How?"

As soon as the others saw Shen Cong's eyes open, they all looked over, and they faintly felt a trace of the fluctuation of the Hidden Gong Pavilion just now, but it was not obvious, only a slight hint. This kind of fluctuation doesn't prove anything, only Shen Cong can explain everything if he comes up with the magic trick.

"The contribution value is not enough. Shen Cong said helplessly, and took out Cao Yu's jade plate.

"Contribution value? Those seniors back then, there was no such thing. ”

Several elders frowned slightly, their eyes were no longer so eager, and they became a little cold when they looked at Shen Cong. The atmosphere became a little condensed, and although the other elders did not speak, their faces said a lot of things. Mo Luo looked at Shen Cong, wondering if his judgment just now was really wrong.