Lingxian Yu, the core place of the sect, on the square opposite the library pavilion, was originally supposed to be a place for inner disciples to teach and preach, but at this time, dozens of foundation building monks in red robes gathered, sitting quietly on the round stone bench, listening to a Jindan real person in a yellow robe tell about the experience and precautions of the knot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zheng Xingping also sat down and listened carefully.

"Immortals and Taoists are not gods, accumulate essence and exhaust qi to think that it is true, breathe out of the sun and into the moon, and the vitality is combined to divide the residence, the purple smoke is up and down the three clouds, irrigating the Wuhua and planting spiritual roots, and the seven liquid caves flow into the house. The purple hugging the yellow into the dantian, the dark room is bright and the sun is open...... These mantras should be understood in this way......"

Jin Dan Zhenren, who was standing in front, spoke in a dazzling and colorful manner, and the Zhuji monk sitting below listened to it fascinated and fascinated. I don't know how long it took, but the Jin Dan Zhenren who preached the scriptures suddenly stopped: "Okay, that's all for the preaching, let's talk about the acceptance of disciples." ”

One by one, the Tsukiji monks below came to their senses and looked at each other intently.

Jin Dan Zhenren looked about fifty years old, with a square face, a red face, and a dignified face, and said in a deep voice: "This time, I invite you to accept apprentices, it is not my Li's idea, but the request of the real person in charge." You need to make more efforts and accept at least one disciple per person, so as to better promote the younger generations and carry forward the sect. ”

At this point, a young-looking Zhuji monk stood up, unwilling and reluctant, and asked, "Uncle Li, do you have to accept apprentices?"

Jin Dan Zhenren shook his head resolutely: "If you don't accept it, you can't do it, you have to accept it!" Our Jindan Sect has not had outstanding disciples in the past twenty years, if you don't cultivate it carefully, you will be left behind by the rest of the sects, you don't want this sect to decline day by day, and finally become a second- or third-rate sect, right?"

The young monk defended: "Uncle Shi, I still have to retreat and cultivate myself, how can I teach my disciples?

Jin Dan Zhenren snorted coldly: "Teaching an apprentice can exhaust you to death? What is the reason for retreat? No matter how busy you are, you must spare one or two hours a month to patiently guide your disciples to cultivate. If we Jindan Sect want to carry it forward, we need your efforts. ”

The young Zhuji quibbled: "But there are more than forty Zhuji monks in this sect, and now there are only thirty, what should we do with the rest of them? They haven't even come, shouldn't they make up for the disciples? Is it so cheap for them?"

Jin Dan is really humane: "Those people have gone out to practice, who knows when they will come back! If they don't return for ten years, how can they make up for the disciples, won't they delay the good seedlings?"

The young disciple didn't give up, still gritted his teeth and said, "Not everyone has gone out to practice! There are still those who haven't gone out! I know that Senior Sister Lan will stay at home and retreat." I knew that I had chosen to retreat, so there wouldn't have been so many bad things. ”

Jin Dan Zhenren saw that the more he talked, the more he didn't speak, and couldn't help glaring at him: "Do you mean Lan Xingshang? Don't you know, Xiaolan has reached the peak of foundation building, and it seems that the foundation building is complete, but she can't find the way back, she has been worried to death all these years, how can she have the heart to recruit disciples?"

The young Zhuji was still stiffening: "Uncle Li, you can't treat it differently, even if I'm only in the middle stage of foundation building, but I'm very annoyed in my heart, I can't take care of my own cultivation, I really don't have the heart to take disciples, can I accept it in two years?"

Jin Dan Zhenren's face was pale, and he said: "No, the head of the sect said that all foundation building monks must recruit disciples, and there is no exception." Lan Xingsheng, you don't care about it, I'll pick a disciple for her later, I think she dares to refuse! You don't talk so much nonsense, you can't push it off if you want to!"

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, the young Zhuji was silent and sat back with his lips pouted.

At this time, someone asked: "Uncle Li, the disciples who will participate in the big competition will come later, in what order should we choose? Who will pick first and who will pick later? What if there is a conflict and a fight?"

Jin Dan Zhenren raised his voice and said: "According to the old rules, the one with a high skill realm is selected first, and the one with a low realm is selected later, and the same realm is selected according to age." For example, if they are all in the late stage of foundation building, then come by year, the younger ones will be selected first, and the older ones will be selected later!"

There was an old-looking Zhuji monk with a displeased face, and he complained in a low voice: "It's this hand again! I'm just a few years older, and I have to suffer every time! The last time I sent a sect to the New Year, I was the last in line! I didn't expect it to be like this now, and I didn't have to choose to recruit a wishful disciple!"

Jin Dan Zhenren couldn't stand the complaints, and immediately his face was red, and he looked at him sternly: "Zhao Xingyu, who made you rank last? If you don't want to be ranked last, then work hard to cultivate, and enter the middle and late stages of foundation building as soon as possible, won't you be able to rank ahead of others? Your own skills are poor, and you are still in the early stage of foundation building at such an old age, so don't complain too much, and find out more for your own reasons!"

Hearing this, the old-looking Zhuji monk suddenly collapsed, lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.

Since everyone had to recruit disciples, and there was a certain order for recruiting disciples, and the rest of the foundation building monks had nothing to complain about, the next topic changed.

A monk with golden eyebrows smiled and said, "Why don't we guess who can win the first place in this big competition?"

A few foundation building monks laughed: "Qian Xinghua, you are going to open a gambling plate again, are you short of spirit stones to use again?" We won't be fooled, we won't play with you!"

Qian Xinghua, who had golden eyebrows, laughed and said: "This time I don't earn a piece of spirit stones, if everyone bets wrong, how about giving the extra spirit stones to the first disciple of Dabi? As he spoke, he shook the sleeves of his robe, and beckoned a long list against the wind, which was clearly the ranking of the skills of the outer disciples that he had already made, and even the odds had been marked.

From top to bottom, Hu Yundao, who has the highest skill, ranks first, with odds of 10 to 12.

Wei Yunfeng, who has the second highest skill, is in second place, with odds of 10 to 15.

Then the odds increased in turn, and when it came to Qin Di, it was already three hundred.

"Okay, let's start betting, Uncle Li, why don't you also make a bet and try your luck?"

The red-faced Jindan monk glanced at the long list and said, "I don't have any spirit stones on me. I drew a seventh-order spirit rune a few days ago, or else I'll bet it on you?"

"Ahh

The seventh-order spirit rune is already a high-level spirit rune, and if it is stimulated, it is equivalent to a blow from Jin Dan Zhenren. This is a rare treasure! When you go out, who doesn't have three long and two short, if you can have a high-level spirit talisman to protect yourself, it would be great!

Qian Xinghua was a little embarrassed: "Uncle Shi, if this seventh-order spirit rune is sold outside, it can be sold for at least a thousand high-grade spirit stones, your bet is too big, if you win, I can't afford to lose it?"

Monk Jindan smiled and said, "If I win, don't let you take out the spirit stones, just give me all the wrong bets." ”

"What if I lose?"

"Whoever wins will take it, and there is no need to subsidize the price difference for me!"

"Okay, then you're the first to bet. First of all, you can't pick the first place on the leaderboard, otherwise the game won't be playable. ”

"Then I'll bet on the second place! Wei Yunfeng! I have seen this kid, a first-grade fire spirit root, his qualifications are quite good, and his character is resolute, and he will become a great weapon in the future. As for that Hu Yundao, I don't like it very much. ”

Qian Xinghua took the talisman and carefully put it away, but he regretted it indescribably in his heart: "What am I doing here? Why do I say that I want to give it to Dabi's first disciple? If I don't say it, there is still a chance to accept this spirit rune, I am really cheap!"

The Zhuji monks present were a little excited when they saw the seventh-order spirit runes, so they bet one after another, and they were generous, afraid that the bets would be less, and the spirit runes would go to others.

"I'll give out a hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and bet on the first place Hu Yundao!"

"I also bet on Hu Yun Dao, two hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

"Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones!"

"I have a fifth-order array disk here, you see how many spirit stones are worth, I will also bet on Hu Yun Dao!"

"Ho, fifth-order concealment array, this is a treasure that took you two years to refine, are you willing to do it?"

"I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf, for the sake of the seventh-order spirit rune, I'll fight hard! If I lose, I'll make another one, I believe that with my cultivation at the peak of foundation building, it can be refined in more than a year. ”

"I'll give you a discount of one hundred and thirty high-grade spirit stones, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, at this price. ”

At least half of the thirty people bet on Hu Yundao, and the rest also bet on a few disciples at the top of the rankings, and the second place definitely can't be bet. The competition for the first-place Hu Yun Dao was fierce, and if he wanted to win the seventh-order spirit rune, the highest had already bet one hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones. Some foundation building monks have too shallow pockets and not many spirit stones, so they can only choose three or four places on the leaderboard, hoping to try their luck.

Zheng Xingping also chose Gu Yunyu, who ranked third, because this kid was born in a family of immortal cultivators, and he was a top-level second-grade spiritual root, and he had made rapid progress in the past three years, and he might be able to get the first place in the big competition.

As for the disciples who are ranked after the tenth, no one chooses, let alone a new disciple like Qin Di after a thousand, if you want to get the first place in the big competition, isn't it a fool's dream, the sun comes out of the west?

After everyone finished betting, some were elated, some were worried, and some regretted it, eager to get back the spirit stone, but they couldn't wipe their face.