Genius is just dawning. The big rooster of Qingxumen crowed. As usual, Han Lin got up and put on his inconspicuous gray robe, and washed his face with cold water. Today is different from the past, it is the annual "Immortal Ascension Conference", and these miscellaneous servants who are under the age of twenty have the opportunity to obtain the qualification to open the pulse and enter the outer gate.

Han Lin has been waiting for this day for several years. Being able to become a monk like Elder Li is an extravagant hope that my mother would never dare to do in her life.

"Bucktooth Boy, are you here so early?" When they arrived at the venue of the Immortal Ascension Conference, a handyman who had also arrived early recognized Han Lin. This nickname has been with Han Lin since childhood. One year, when there was a war of war, his mother fled for his life with the young man on her back. Who knew that the cover of the back was too tightly sealed, and Han Lin fainted alive. At that time, the old mother didn't know, and thought that Han Lin was stuffy to death, but she only knew that she was crying vigorously. Later, the experienced old village chief saw that this baby was still angry and could live. found a bamboo, pried open Han Lin's closed teeth, and artificial respiration and rice soup were poured into it, which saved Han Lin.

However, his teeth were completely pried out, which caused Han Lin to have a rotten mouth and an ugly face.

His fellow handymen didn't know these stories, so they only called him Bucktooth Boy.

Han Lin also knew that his image was not good, he rarely opened his mouth wide to speak, and when he heard his companion shouting, he only let out a smile without opening his mouth and beckoned the other party to join him.

With the passage of time, from time to time, there were Qi refining period monks who came to the venue through the mountain gate path. Some of them have swords and some swords, and they basically carry weapons, unlike Han Lin who saw qi practitioners on the mountain, they all have a sense of rivers and lakes on their bodies. There were even a few rugged people who saw Han Lin and others in gray robes, and they wanted to come up and talk to them. There was a gray-robed handyman who didn't understand the rules and coveted the other party's bounty and wanted to talk, but was discovered by the handyman steward and kicked to the ground. Only then did the miscellaneous servants wake up, and they all did not dare to answer. The timid are still hiding far away.

There are also some young people who have come to open their pulses. Most of them were the descendants of the monks, and they didn't stand with Han Lin, the gray-robed miscellaneous servants. There is a clear distinction between the two sides.

"The inner door brothers and sisters are here. Han Lin heard someone shouting. I saw that there were several Changhong sword lights in the distance, and after each sword light dissipated, the inner disciples of the Qingxu Sect wearing red clothes would appear.

There are five people in the lead, including three men and two women, at least all of whom are cultivating during the foundation building period. One of the elders walked out and said, "Fellow Daoists, today's Immortal Ascension Conference of the Qingxu Gate is presided over by the poor Dao Ma Tiansheng. ”

Han Lin and the others all looked at everything that was happening in front of them with envy.

It turned out that for monks, in the late stage of the Qi refining period or the Great Perfection, if they wanted to enter the foundation building period, step into the immortal cultivation realm, and become a member of the real immortal cultivation realm, they had to take the elixir "Zhuji Dan" that only the Great Gate Sect could refine, so that they could hope to break through the bottleneck of the realm and build the foundation successfully.

And the Tsukidan formula has always been in the hands of the Damen faction, and the materials are also extremely rare. According to Han Lin's knowledge, basically every ten years, it is expected that there will be so many hundred tripods, and there are only more than a thousand. Therefore, Tsukidan is also called "Ascension Elixir". In the cultivation world, it can be said that it is difficult to find a pill.

This Immortal Ascension Conference means that every ten years, each of the seven major sects will take out ten to twenty Zhuji Dan, and distribute them to those low-level immortal cultivators who are not their own sect in the form of rewards in the form of fighting rings. Naturally, these monks who have obtained Tsukidan will automatically join the sect and become a member of the sect.

In this way, it can not only keep the Zhuji Dan from flowing out of the door, and the fertile water from flowing into the fields of outsiders, but also eliminate the dissatisfaction of other low-level immortal cultivators, after all, they can join the great sect of immortal cultivators, how can these immortal cultivators not be happy. Being able to pick out disciples with excellent qualifications is really the best of all three worlds.

However, the Immortal Ascension Conference has nothing to do with Han Lin and these people. They're just watching the fun. More upscale than the Immortal Ascension Conference, it is naturally the Outer Gate Contest once every ten years, five years ago, Han Lin had the pleasure of watching it - at that time he was responsible for boiling water for the people of the competition.

And what has something to do with Han Lin and them is the Pulse Opening Conference that waits for the end of the Immortal Ascension Conference. In addition to the descendants of various families and scattered cultivators, the most common people are naturally the miscellaneous servants of the sect itself who are less than twenty years old.

The disciples who wanted to open the pulse were all standing not far away, talking to each other and looking at each other. After waiting for a while, finally all the teenagers who were recommended to this place came, and at this time, Ma Daochang glanced at everyone, his voice did not contain any emotion, and said: "Among you, it is estimated that only a few of you can successfully open the pulse will be selected to become my Qingxu Sect disciples. ”

All the teenagers already knew it, and Han Lin was even more apprehensive. He didn't know if he would succeed. He was wiser than the others, and he took the opportunity to count a total of 88 people tested.

"The most important thing in cultivating immortals is the spiritual root. The first test is to check your spiritual roots. Ma Daochang saw that it was not too early, and casually nodded to a teenager in the front row, "You are out of the queue." ”

The young man looked like he was from the family, and under the encouraging gaze of the elders who were traveling with him, although his legs trembled slightly, he still walked over cautiously. Ma Dao Chang's hand was pressed on the top of the young man's head, holding a magic weapon in his hand. Seeing that there was no change in the magic weapon, he said indifferently: "Unqualified, go to the left and stand up." ”

The boy seemed to have lost all his strength at once, his expression was gloomy, and he walked to the left with blank eyes, and was silent.

Then another teenager was hit and stepped forward nervously.

"Not qualified. ”

"Not qualified. ”

"Not qualified. ”

"Not qualified. ”

More than 20 people in a row, all of them were unqualified.

Then I clicked on Han Lin. Han Lin, who heard his name, only felt that his mind was blank for a moment, and he stepped forward like a marionette. He has endured too much suffering in his life for more than ten years. Life has never been good for him. He didn't dare to ask for extravagance. But in order to change his fate, he had to pray, begging for fate to be better for him. At least, give him a little light and hope in the darkness.

Ma Daochang knows the "bucktooth boy" in front of him. Han Lin was a handyman who was well-known for his inner and outer doors, especially his buckteeth, which were still very recognizable.

Ma Daochang pressed his hand on Han Lin's head. The artifact emitted a faint yellow glow. Seeing this scene, Ma Daochang was also overjoyed, and said in a gentle tone: "What's your name?"

Great happiness fell on Han Lin's head. He felt like he was out of breath and was about to suffocate. He also returned with the same humility as before: "Back to the immortals, the villain is called Han Lin." ”

"Han Lin, right!" Ma Daochang was in a good mood, and couldn't help but joke, "I'll call you Bucktooth Boy." It's a more affectionate nickname. It's a little worse, but it's better than the shit! You go and stand on the right!"

Han Lin immediately followed Ma Dao Chang to the side and stood aside. At this time, he was still immersed in great joy. Only then did he have the heart to look at the rest of the people. He knew that from now on his fate would be different!