The youngest half-step baby?!

When Wang Peiling heard this, she couldn't help but sneak a few more glances at Qi Ci, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that her handsome face had the feeling of the flower of kaolin, and the living should not enter.

When did there be such a powerful person in the sect?

"Cihui Zhenjun has a special situation, and he is the same as our ancestors, you are honest and close your eyes, and you must not be rude." Lu Yan warned in a low voice, and Wang Peiling reluctantly lowered her head and stood up.

Like her, the true disciples in the main hall looked at their ears and noses, and they pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact, they were curious in their hearts, and they were all secretly looking at the great powers.

And in the middle of the incense hall, the Yuanying Dao monarchs of each branch are not far behind.

A monk who can cultivate to the infancy stage is by no means just gifted. They are all terrifying old monsters, who have been mixed for hundreds or thousands of years to achieve what they are today.

On weekdays, even the number of seats and the order of appearance must be strict, but today, the position next to him was mixed with a Qi Ci of the Jindan Great Perfection Realm.

Several small-minded Yuanying Daojuns obviously did not look very good-looking.

You told me to be over a thousand years old and stand with his hundred-year-old junior? To whom to insult?

But what can be done, he is a closed disciple of the previous head of the sect Chong Heng Venerable, with extraordinary talent and noble seniority, and he has made great contributions to sealing the Black Domain.

Maybe in a few years, they will become the new Dao Monarch of Tianyan Sect, and they will really be on an equal footing with you.

So none of these old monsters spoke, holding a shelf, and the atmosphere could be called weird.

Qi Ci didn't care about external objects, naturally he didn't care about the attitude of these inconsequential people, his eyes only fell on the gate.

Long Yue Daojun, who has always been a good man, spoke first: "Senior Brother in charge, aren't you in retreat, how can such a trivial matter as a new disciple apprentice still bother your honorable driver." ”

The white-bearded old man who was in the crowd with the stars holding the moon and sitting on a stalk of rosewood floating dust smiled when he heard this.

He has a ruddy face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is wearing a Taoist gossip robe, and the whole person is like a fairy.

As the head of the house, Spiegel Daojun has not been very concerned about mundane affairs in recent years because of his age.

He looked at the young man beside him and smiled: "How can it be called tired, it is rare for Senior Brother Qi to cure the obstacle poison and officially return to the mountain, this is a great joy." Besides, our brothers haven't been together for decades, right? This time, he made a special trip to bring back the seedlings of the apprentice, and this seat naturally has to pay attention to it. ”

Several Dao monarchs next to him echoed a few times, all praising the deep brotherhood of the teacher.

Qi Ci's face was expressionless, and he didn't even bother to bow his hand: "Senior Brother Xie." ”

Spiegel just pursed his lips and smiled.

With a casual word, he almost roasted Huo Honeysuckle on the fire. Originally, everyone was quite curious about her, but now if the spiritual root is detected to be mediocre, I am afraid that there will be a disaster.

Zou Linghai, who was standing below, saw the eyes of the Dao Monarchs in mid-air, and shouted out: "Open the door, let her in." ”

The door of the Incense Hall creaked open, and everyone subconsciously looked out—

A woman in a pink dress stood outside against the light, her hair dyed brown and gold in the sun, and her clothes flew like a goddess.

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Huo Rongdong really waited outside the hall for a long time.

The open space outside was full of inner disciples, who were curious, amazed, inquisitive, or disgusted by her.

She had all kinds of blazing eyes, and in order not to embarrass Qi Ci, she barely managed to keep her eyes from squinting and her waist straight.

If it were replaced by Huo Honeysuckle, the village girl a year ago, I am afraid that she would be so frightened that she would run away in public.

The door opened without warning, and Huo Rendong's heart jumped.

She only saw the candlelight flickering inside, the treasure light was gorgeous, and the statue was too dazzling to look at. Many figures could be faintly seen inside and out, but it seemed that some kind of magic had been cast, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

She took a shallow breath, straightened her back, stepped over the threshold, and walked steadily towards the center of the candle.

In the corner, Si Hongkuo touched his chin and muttered, "Hey, it's a rare beauty!" ”

Next to him, Cao Jun hit him with the handle of a fan: "Silence." ”

In fact, there are only a dozen short steps, but Huo Rendong feels that this road is even more difficult than the path of tens of thousands of steps.

She endured countless inquiring glances on her body, walked over stubbornly, adjusted her expression, and saluted in a proper manner.

"The little girl greets all the Daojun, the real man, and the real person."

In the darkness, a majestic voice came from mid-air: "Little girl, what is your surname and where is your ancestral hometown?" ”

She replied: "The little girl Huo Honeysuckle grew up in Xiaocao Village, Chaoyang Town, and her ancestors were all engaged in farming, and they did not move out. ”

The words fell, and everyone was silent for a moment. A female voice sounded indistinctly: "Where is Xiaocao Village......

Although it was deliberately lowered, the monk was deaf and clear-sighted, and everyone heard it clearly.

It doesn't matter where Xiaocao Village is, the important thing is that she was born in a family of mortals for generations, crawled out of the mud legs, and there is no immortal inheritance.

Hearing this, the previous sense of anticipation was much lowered. Mingjing Daojun, who was sitting still, didn't speak, but a middle-aged male cultivator riding a red-crowned crane next to him chirped and snorted.

"Then there are people in your family who have had spiritual roots."

"Not really."

In the eerie silence, Huo Rongdong was subjected to the pressure of many undisguised strong men, and his back, which had been straight, trembled slightly. But she tried her best to endure it, and she really didn't move.

Just when he thought he couldn't hold it anymore, a familiar purple electric light suddenly flashed, illuminating the hall for a moment.

The thunder punishment sword fell mightily, and Qi Ci turned over and jumped down in a dashing manner. In the hall full of candles, the candlelight casts his shadow on the wall, and it becomes huge.

Huo Rongdong looked at him with a shocked face.

But Qi Ci is used to being arrogant, and the people and things he doesn't care about will not cause a ripple in his heart.

Qi Ci sheathed his sword, as if he was still traveling with her outside, looked at her quietly, and said softly: "What are you doing so far away, come here." ”

and the cold iceberg appearance of Fang Cai who didn't say a word is like two people.

After he opened his mouth like this, the eyes of the juniors present could already be described as gossip.

Huo Rongdong's panic dissipated, and she only looked at the white-haired man in her eyes, and she walked towards him step by step.

Qi Ci's eyes were full of reassurance, and his voice was calm: "Don't worry, what they say or do doesn't matter to you, and you don't need to care about the eyes of others." The spiritual root is determined, and everything is left to the Heavenly Dao. ”

Huo Rongdong was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Okay." ”

She turned her head to look at the sculpture of the Five Elements Divine Beast, which was already full of inspiration, and stepped into it with a firm step.

Because she was so nervous, she even closed her eyes directly.

Soon, a series of exclamations from the people around her made her open her eyes again.

"It's ...... The five elements are all heavenly spiritual roots! ”

Daojun, who was still disdainful of her origin, exclaimed, with a hint of unwillingness in his voice.

"There has never been such a precedent in the history of the sect!"

"It's not for nothing, you forgot about that rumor?"

"Then isn't she a heaven-level top grade with five spirit roots?"

Huo Rongdong didn't know what they meant by the rumors, she only saw that the sculptures of the five divine beasts around her were completely lit up, but they were not very rare, but vivid, almost reviving.

The fire phoenix soared into the air, and a huge phantom hovered and danced above her head. The murderous white tiger pressed on the ground with four paws and was affectionate and coquettish at her hand. The majestic Xuanwu, Qinglong, and Qilin surrounded her, like a pet beast that had finally found its owner, how could it be that no one should enter on weekdays.

The beautiful woman who was guarded by the divine beast did not squint, standing with her head held high, and the light of the entire hall belonged to her at this moment.

Spread the hug of the moon, and the heavens and people look up.

Where have everyone seen this scene, they were stunned for a while.

In a dull gaze, it was the Spiegel Daojun who was the first to break the calm, and the white-bearded old man was overjoyed: "Okay, good!" With such a talented young man, my Tianyanzong must be talented in this generation. ”

The people around him came back to their senses and were busy praising themselves: "What the boss said is ......"

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible."

Mingjing Daojun said again: "Ling Hai, you can arrange for her to get started." ”

Zou Linghai, who was slapped in the face by betting on the wrong treasure, and felt quite uncomfortable: "Yes, Uncle Boss." ”

So, when the detection of the spiritual root was over, all the Yuanying Daojun, including the head of the sect, took the lead in leaving, and there was a lot less oppression in the main hall, and the junior disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Rongdong walked out of the statue of the divine beast, and saw Qi Ci standing on the periphery waiting for her, the two glanced at each other, and she returned with a bright smile.

The first thing to worship in Tianyan Sect is to pay homage to the ancestor of the mountain: Tianyan Patriarch.

The statue of this old ancestor stands in the middle of the apse of the incense hall, and is the appearance of an old man with fairy wind bones, wearing a yellow robe, wearing a square crown, holding a sword, and there is a steady supply of incense below.

Zou Linghai smiled: "After worshipping the ancestral master, you are the official disciple of our Tianyan Sect, you must practice hard in the future, and do not live up to the ardent expectations of the head of the Daojun." ”

Huo Rongdong bowed his head and saluted: "Thank you for the elder's instructions, the disciple should listen to the teachings." ”

Qi Ci was beside her and rolled her eyes at Zou Linghai unabashedly.

"The golden phoenix that came out of the mud legs, huh."

Zou Linghai: ......

In terms of seniority, he has to call the 'little uncle' in front of him, but the other party is younger than his son, so he really can't open this mouth.

Zou Linghai's face changed a few times, but he still retreated silently and decided to pretend to be a wooden man.

Qi Ci directly took Huo Rendong to the statue of Tianyan Patriarch, and pointed to the tablet in front of him full of honorific names.

"Master said that Master Zu was born in a loose cultivation family, and he founded the sect at the beginning, because he didn't want the sect next to him to bully his disciples. He created his own exercises and swordsmanship, and did not follow the crowd or follow the conventions. Until sitting, he was an old naughty boy with a casual and uninhibited attitude. ”

Qi Ci's eyebrows were dark, and his tone was as usual: "I don't know if the ancestor is happy or unhappy when he knows that he has been enshrined so beautifully by his descendants." ”

Tianyan Sect is no longer the Tianyan Sect of the past, but later generations hope that the ancestor can continue to bless them as he did back then.

Huo Rongdong didn't want to talk about these ancestors, so he took the lead in kneeling down on the futon and reverently twisted three incense sticks.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and someone knelt beside him, and Qi Ci also knelt down.

Huo Rongdong didn't know why one of her new disciples worshiped the ancestor master, and he had to follow alongside.

It's a strange scene.

The two knelt side by side, as if ...... It's like worshipping heaven and earth.

In the brightly lit hall, the gentle and compassionate eyes of the ancestor statue looked down, watching the two young people kowtow reverently, forever united.

"Scatter the moon and look up to the heavens and people. - Bai Yuchan's "Youth Walk"