"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A deafening bell came into everyone's ears, as if piercing the eardrums, and every sound was striking in people's minds. And for Qin Lang, who had the lowest cultivation, such a bell only made him a little uncomfortable.

He knew that this was the Qinghai Sect showing its strength, giving these disciples who had not yet officially joined the Qinghai Sect a deep shock. And those who stood on both sides of the hall were smiling proudly.

After a few bells, the entire hall finally returned to normal, Qin Lang looked around, but Li Fei's voice sounded in his ears: "The sect master is coming soon, you behave well, it depends on you which peak hall you can enter." ”

Qin Lang's spirit was shocked, knowing that the most critical moment was coming, his cultivation was the lowest, if nothing else, he would become an existence that was pushed around like a ball, although this was not a big blow to Qin Lang, who had always been thicker than the city wall, but it was always not good to say. So, no matter what, it's good to fight for it, but I don't know how this Qinghai Sect selects disciples.

Just when Qin Lang was thinking about it, the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone was facing the same direction, bowing their heads slightly, as if they were welcoming the arrival of someone.

And when Qin Lang and the others saw this situation, they also invariably followed the example of others and bowed their heads in that direction.

Sure enough, in that direction, the space was distorted, and a crack was created out of thin air, and there seemed to be countless spatial turbulence in the crack that was constantly strangled, Qin Lang's eyes froze, he seemed to have experienced such a scene. Qin Lang remembered his experience at the bottom of that mysterious lake, at that time, he seemed to be in a distorted space, and the spatial crack in front of him was actually somewhat similar, but it was only countless times smaller.

A figure slowly walked out of the crack in the space, it was a flowing figure, dressed in a dark cyan robe, with an extremely young face, looking extremely delicate, but that face gave people an extremely strange feeling, as if they had seen it somewhere, as if they had never seen it before. When I opened my eyes, this person was indeed standing there, but when I closed my eyes, I forgot that face cleanly. is such a person, he can't feel any cultivation fluctuations from his body, but even if he stops there, it gives people a feeling of unattainability.

Qin Lang was extremely shocked by such a discovery, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, is this the sect master of the Qinghai Sect? It's really terrifying, such a person is a real powerhouse, the Cao Pi he met at the beginning, compared to the person in front of him, is simply fluorescent compared to the light of the sun and the moon.

And the people in the middle of the main hall almost all have the same idea as Qin Lang, those geniuses who used to be as dazzling as the bright moon in their own country, when they arrived in Qinghai Sect, they really saw their own insignificance, and at the same time, they also had a deeper yearning for the path of cultivating immortals, and everyone was looking forward to one day becoming a strong person like the sect master.

With such an appearance, the Qinghai Sect unknowingly planted a seed in the hearts of every disciple who was about to join the Qinghai Sect, and whether this seed broke through the soil and grew into a towering tree, or struggled and died in the soil, it depends on the creation of these new disciples.

The figure finally walked out of the crack, and the crack in the space behind him gradually shrank, and Zuihou disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.

Everyone in the main hall bowed their bodies, bowed slightly, and shouted in unison, "Meet the sect master." ”

"Hmm. The Sect Master of Qinghai agreed softly, and looked at the people in the middle of the hall with a smile on his face, as if a father had seen his child, and as if he remembered some unforgettable past events.

In fact, a long time ago, every time a new disciple wanted to join the Qinghai Sect, there was no need for the Sect Master to preside over it personally. After all, the master of a sect is the embodiment of the strength of a sect, if the master of the sect does not have the strength to do it, not only is it difficult to convince the people within the sect, but even between different sects, it is difficult to speak.

And this one's sect master, formerly known as Gu Feng, is known as Feng Daozi, and Feng Daozi entered the Qinghai Sect from a small country a few years ago, and in the following hundreds of years, he cultivated step by step, and grew into the master of a sect step by step. Therefore, every time a newcomer joins the Qinghai Sect, Feng Daozi will take time out of his busy schedule to preside over it in person. Because from the faces of these young people, he saw himself hundreds of years ago.

Feng Daozi looked at the young generation in the main hall and said with a slight smile: "Since you have come here, it means that you are all the most outstanding geniuses in your respective countries, and you are the best. But that is already the glory of your past, from now on, you are just an ordinary disciple of the Qinghai Sect, above you, there are many brothers and sisters of the same sect, as well as elders of various sects. So, you have to leave behind the arrogant mentality of the past and start from scratch in a solid way, do you have this kind of awareness?"

Feng Daozi's words struck everyone's hearts like a bell, which was not only a torture of these young disciples who were about to join the sect, but also a spur to everyone in the sect.

The young disciples in the main hall heard Feng Daozi's deep expectations for himself and others in Feng Daozi's words, and the voice was as refreshing as a spring breeze, and every word fell on his heart. Suddenly, they all knelt on the ground one by one, their eyes contained enthusiasm, and they shouted one after another: "The disciple will definitely live up to the high expectations of the sect master." ”

But Qin Lang didn't completely kneel down, there was a golden light flickering in the depths of his mind, and Feng Daozi's words came into his ears, just like the voice of ordinary people, although there was an inexplicable feeling of wanting to bow down to Feng Daozi, Qin Lang was not completely surrendered. Mo Guyun once said that a man has gold under his knees, worships heaven and earth, and kneels down to his parents, even if this wind path is the master of a sect, it cannot make Qin Lang completely surrender and bow.

However, Qin Lang still bent his knees and leaned down with everyone, but his hands were slightly forced, and his body was slightly propped up, and his knees did not touch the floor.

A strange light flashed in Feng Daozi's eyes, but he soon said with a smile: "You all get up, the next thing depends on your performance, the masters of the peak hall, you start to choose disciples." ”

After Feng Daozi finished speaking, he took a step back faintly and stopped talking. At the same time, a middle-aged man walked in front of everyone, this man was wearing a cyan robe like Feng Daozi, but the color was slightly lighter.

This man's name is Ma Gaofeng, although he looks only middle-aged, his identity is an inner sect elder of the Qinghai Sect, and his status in the sect is extremely high.

Ma Gaofeng looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "The five main peaks of the Qinghai Sect, there are hundreds of large and small peaks under them, and there are nearly 10,000 disciples, each disciple is a genius in a million, they have all gone through layers of selection, zuihou was elected to my Qinghai Sect and became a member of the sect." Today, my Qinghai Sect has finally added a new person, and the strength of the sect has gone one step further. ”

When Qin Lang and the others heard this, their eyes were shocked, they had always thought that there should not be too many disciples in the Qinghai Sect, after all, for ordinary people, it was really too difficult to break through to the Refining God Realm before the age of twenty, even if they were themselves and others, who were called the pride of the sky, in fact, they had to pay a lot of sweat and go through a lot of hardships to reach this point, but now they were told that in the Qinghai Sect, there were nearly 10,000 disciples, that is to say, the talent that they were proud of in their eyes was here to become in vain。

As soon as they thought of this, the pride of these days finally let go of the arrogance in their hearts, and completely regarded themselves as an ordinary person.

It's an end and a starting point.

It is the starting point of the path of cultivating immortals.