Lao Huang took Wang Li and the others to the back mountain, the grass was green on the way, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the quiet environment was obviously much better than the noisy just now, and the difference in treatment between the outer disciples and the inner disciples was general. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Coming to a large hall, Lao Huang stopped, turned around and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Yang, this is the worship hall of the sect, which enshrines the spiritual seats of many heads and elders who have been seated, so please keep quiet and solemn, and don't laugh and make noise."

As soon as Wang Li heard that this was actually a place to worship the elders of the past dynasties, he immediately raised the spirit of the twelve, and nodded again and again.

If you accidentally collide with the spirit position of the ancestor, it will be miserable, at least you will be sent to mine, or you will be executed.

The little fat on the other side was also nervous to death, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

The three of them walked slowly into the main hall, only to see the sandalwood curling in the hall, and the bronze lamp of the beast head neatly hung on the wall, and the flame on the lamp was jumping gently, illuminating the hall brightly and abnormally.

Looking straight ahead, I saw that the dense spiritual seats were neatly placed there, and each spiritual position was written with a name, each of them was once the pride of the sect, dominating the southern region, smiling proudly.

Now that people are gone, like smoke, those passionate, sad, bloody, remorseful, and unwilling pasts have all disappeared with the wind, leaving only a spiritual tablet, a name, standing silently in this hall.

Wang Li swept over the spirit cards that stood still, and was full of emotion, in each token, he seemed to be able to see a piece of history and taste a kind of life, probably because he died once, which made him more sensitive and more emotional.

With a light sigh, he bowed silently, and could not stand for a long time.

Ladies and gentlemen, the past is gone, and the road you left behind, the younger generations will definitely continue to move forward, never compromise, and never look back.

Xiaopang looked at Wang Li who was saluting silently, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, he saw Wang Li obviously standing there, but it seemed that he was not there, what kind of soul was hidden under that body? Sometimes, even though he was laughing, he could feel his incomparable loneliness, as if he never belonged to this world, just a hurried passerby.

Seeing that Wang Li was so respectful, Lao Huang nodded slightly and said, "Come with me, the inner disciples are the true disciples of my Vientiane Sect, and you will enter the inner gate under the witness of all the ancestors."

He led the two to a stone stele, except for a groove on the stele, only two big characters "Vientiane" were written, like an iron hook and silver stroke, unruly, as if there was a fierce sword qi to come out of the stele, and the cheeks of both of them were faintly painful.

"Drip your own essence blood into the stone tablet", Lao Huang said softly with a serious face.

Wang Li and Xiaopang looked at each other, nodded slightly, and dripped their essence blood onto the stone tablet, only to see the essence blood quickly seeping into the stone tablet, and finally disappeared.

With the disappearance of essence and blood, the word "Vientiane" on the stele suddenly turned red like blood, releasing countless brilliance.

Lao Huang took out a piece of jade slip from his arms, wrote down the names of Wang Li and the others, and threw it into the groove on the stone stele, only to see a huge blood-colored pillar of light shoot out from the groove of the stone stele, straight into the sky, and the huge names of the two people shone in the pillar of light.

When all the sect disciples saw this pillar of light, they stopped what they were doing and bowed in the direction where the pillar of light was. Xu Qing, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Li's name in the pillar of light outside the window, smiled slightly, stood up, and bowed deeply to the pillar of light.

A loud voice came from within the sect, "The patriarch is above, and today I will receive the inner disciples Wang Li and Yang Le, and the sect will be continued, and I hope that the incense of my sect will last forever." The sect is here, the disciples are arrogant, the sect is dead, the disciples are eliminated, for the disciples for a day, the sect is sheltered for a day, if the sect is in great trouble, you are willing to live and die with the Sun and Moon Sect, and dedicate everything?"

Lao Huang looked at Wang Li and the others, smiled and said, "The head of the door asks, you two can answer."

Wang Li and Yang Le didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly said, "The disciple is willing to live and die with the sect."

"En", the voice of the head came from afar, "Entering the sect, don't forget the promise of waiting for you......", after that, the blood that had just dripped into the stele slowly floated out of the stele and flew to Wang Li and Xiaopang respectively.

I saw that my essence and blood were attached to my left arm, forming a mysterious circular gossip pattern, slowly rotating, bright and uncertain, endless.

Wang Li felt that he had a little more connection with the outside world, as if he had developed an indescribable affinity with his surroundings.

This gossip pattern is the blood seal of the sect of the Vientiane Sect, the blood seal connects the disciples with the sect array through the essence blood of the disciples, which can not only speed up the cultivation speed of the disciples, but also the elders of the sect can also sense whether the disciples who are out of the house are in danger of life through the formation, and more importantly, when the sect is difficult to open the great array of protecting the sect, the immortal mountain is the formation flag, and the two lakes are the eyes of the array, and every disciple with the blood seal is the formation pattern of the large array, which can infuse his true qi into the large array, so that the power of the formation is doubled.

The Vientiane Sect can stand in the Southern Regions for thousands of years without losing its prestige, and there must always be some unique means to envy others, and the blood mark on each disciple's arm is one of them.

The pillar of light disappeared, Lao Huang looked at Wang Li and the two, smiled, and congratulated, "Congratulations to the two junior disciples, they will both be inner disciples in the future, and I hope to support and help each other."

Wang Li and the two didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly returned the salute.

The three of them walked out of the worship hall, and finally felt less depressed, Lao Huang introduced as he walked, "The two junior disciples are now inner disciples, you can choose the peak, I don't know if you like it?"

Wang Li thought for a while, "I'd better go to Jingtai Peak, I'm already familiar with it, and Senior Sister Xu is there, so I usually have a care."

Xiaopang hurriedly raised his hand, "Then I will also go to Jingtai Peak and be with my boss."

"Okay", Lao Huang nodded, took out two storage bags, and handed them to the two of them, "This is the object of the inner disciple, you take it, I won't send you back to Jingtai Peak, there are still many tasks to be distributed from the outer gate"

After the two sent Lao Huang away, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile at each other.

"This initiation ceremony is so serious, I am so scared that I dare not breathe", Xiaopang patted his chest, and the fat on his chest trembled.

"Well, the inner disciples are the backbone of the sect, and they shoulder the Taoist system of the sect, and they are the hope of the sect's long-term prosperity, so it is reasonable to be so formal", Wang Li was also in a good mood and said with a smile.

opened the storage bag sent by Lao Huang, only to see a wooden sword inside, a token and a set of white robes, this white robe should be worn during the activities of the sect, such as the sacrificial ceremony; the wooden sword should be used for the inner disciples to practice the art of the sword or learn martial arts; this token should be an identity token depending on the texture, and the token of Senior Sister Xu who was deceived last time is also like this.

Wang Li took the token out of the storage bag, only to feel that the gossip blood mark on his right arm was hot for a while, and then under his stunned, the originally wordless token slowly emerged with the word "Li" in seal body.

"This immortal method is really amazing."