When the four of them heard the words of the black-bearded old man, their faces were stunned, and their hearts were unconscious.

What Brother Sima said was to the point, and at this time the four of them were arguing, all because they wanted to take the little monk under their disciples, but the four of them did not know who the little monk wanted to learn from.

If the other party doesn't want to worship under his own door, even if he wins it over, it will be difficult to get his wish.

If it is in the past, with the cultivation of the status of four people, as long as they are willing to accept disciples, those low-level monks, it is not a swarm of people who break their scalps.

But this little monk is different, I heard that his disciples said that he had only cultivated for forty years, and he had already cultivated to the peak realm of foundation building, and this kind of qualification, put in the Yuanfeng Empire's immortal cultivation realm, was definitely one of the few people.

What's even more commendable is that this little monk's auxiliary skills are beyond the four of them think.

He is not only proficient in alchemy and refining, but also has a deep knowledge of talisman making and magic circle. Even they, the great monks, are unable to make a difference in many fields. I never thought that such a young monk could reach such a state.

When he heard about this little monk, even the monk surnamed Zhuang, who had not planned to accept an apprentice, heard about it, and he also had the idea of accepting this little monk as an apprentice.

At this time, hearing the words of the black-bearded old man, the four of them all nodded, the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, and they don't know who the little monk wants to worship as a teacher.

"Okay, what Brother Sima said, but it is to the point, we are arguing, but it is difficult to solve this matter, so we can only invite it and let it choose for itself. ”

Seeing everyone nodding, the black-bearded old man flipped his hand, and a crimson talisman appeared in his hand, and after a few words of spiritual power moved, a red light flashed, and the talisman shot out of this hidden cave.

While the five old men were arguing, Qin Fengming had already stood on the square, and as the bell stopped, all the monks who participated in the Manghuang Mountain Contest had already come to this square.

It turned out that the three infant monks who had presided over the competition before, leading dozens of Cheng Dan monks, were standing on the stone steps in front of the main hall at this time.

Look at the crowd, the old man surnamed Shu among them has a majestic face, and the coercion on his body is fleeting.

As its coercion was revealed, the foundation building monks who were still whispering just now immediately stopped talking. The old man surnamed Nashu coughed lightly and said loudly:

"Fellow Daoists, listen to the old man. After more than 100 days of arduous competition, I Manghuang Mountain's 30-year skill selection competition has been completed, below, please participate in the competition, the jade plate and jade slip in your hand back to the hands of the Cheng Dan monks. ”

"As long as the monks are allowed to enter the main hall, they are not allowed to stay here, and they will enter the main hall directly, and the rest of the Taoist friends will stay on the square. After that, there will be disciples of my Manghuang Mountain who will take you away from my sect. During this process, everyone must not make noise, and violators will be severely punished. ”

With the words of the infant monk surnamed Shu, more than twenty Cheng Dan monks immediately stepped forward, walked to the bottom of the stone steps, and stood in a row.

When the scattered cultivators heard this, they stepped forward one after another, took out the jade slips and jade plates they had received, and handed them over to the monks of Zhongchengdan, but no one dared to have any reservations.

The monks who were told to enter the main hall had happy expressions on their faces, but the monks who were not told were disappointed. If you fail to make a breakthrough in your cultivation within thirty years, then it will be difficult to participate in the Manghuang Mountain skill competition again when you compete next time.

Just as everyone stepped forward, a red light suddenly flashed, and a note fell into the hands of the infant monk surnamed Shu.

The monk surnamed Shu who received the transmission note, his expression was also moved, and after a little look, he knew that this transmission note was something sent by his master, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, his spiritual power moved, and a voice sounded in his ears:

"Jingliang, after you are done, you personally bring the little monk named Qin Fengming to the Weishi Cave Mansion, I have something important to discuss. ”

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Shu was very moved in his heart, and he never thought that for this monk named Qin Fengming, his master would also appear in retreat, but he did not inform his master about this little monk surnamed Qin, how could his old man know about this?

How did he know that Qin Fengming's matter had already been in an uproar, and the hall masters of the other halls, as soon as they received the news, reported the matter to their respective masters.

Those few late incarnation monks, at the beginning, they didn't believe in this, just one foundation building monk can have several skills, this is something they have never heard of for hundreds of years. But after strict inquiry, all the results of Qin Fengming's competition have been completely understood.

When I saw it, I immediately felt a big move in my heart, and this is why there was a dispute in the cave.

When Shu Jingliang started, he was still thinking about accepting the little foundation monk as an apprentice, but at this time, seeing that the master already knew about his existence, it seemed that it was difficult for him to accept the apprentice.

Although there were several monks in this skill competition, and in the competitions they participated in, they were also extremely outstanding people, but even compared to the monk named Qin Fengming, even if several people were added together, it was difficult to compare with them.

The little friar, not only participated in the four competitions, but no matter which competition, basically all of his plans participated in once, and the most shocking thing for the old man surnamed Shu was: the little friar, after participating in all the competitions, all the time together, did not exceed two months.

In such a short period of time, he was able to complete all the competitions, and he was impressed when he thought about it.

At the age of less than sixty, he was already a monk at the peak of foundation building, and there were people with such means, except for the word 'genius', he really couldn't think of any other words to describe the little monk surnamed Qin.

He also had a plan in his heart, no matter what, this little monk could not be poached by other sects. Otherwise, it will be a big loss for Manghuang Mountain.

Just when the old man surnamed Shu was thinking in his heart, the monk on the square had already returned the jade plate and jade slip in his hand to the Cheng Dan monk standing below.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Shu changed his face, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, okay, since all the Taoist friends have already returned the items, then this big competition in my Manghuang Mountain is also the end of the curtain, and the Daoists who have not been selected by my Manghuang Mountain, don't be discouraged and discouraged, as long as you work hard to cultivate, the next time you compete, you will also have a chance. Okay, all the Daoists standing in the square below, please follow my monk Manghuang Mountain and leave my sect. It is strictly forbidden to fly at will on the way, otherwise you will bear the consequences. ”

With the words of the monk surnamed Shu, three Cheng Dan monks immediately flew out, one in front of him flew in front, and the monks followed by two people, and fifteen or six hundred monks flew towards the outside of Manghuang Mountain with a look of loss.