"Chen Yuan, a person from the rivers and lakes, 'late stage of Dingluo', voluntarily worships under the 'Confucian Ram Palace Gate'!"

After the female head of the Lingjiao Gate finished speaking, the master of ceremonies began to briefly introduce the thirty people who got the tokens one by one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A young man in his early twenties got up and took two steps forward, clasped his fists and saluted to the more than 600 people in the audience, and nodded to the master of ceremonies before slowly returning to his seat.

Li Bing always felt familiar when he looked at the person on the stage, and then remembered that early this morning, when his group wanted to fish in troubled waters, he passed them halfway up the hill, and the two teams did not move at that time, and the leader of that team was this person.

was reminiscing, and heard the two people next to him quip:

――Eh, it is said that the newcomer who was able to get the token in the past, not to mention the 'early stage of qi transformation', why is this person just a 'late stage of fixation'?

――Luckily, you're in the middle stage of the gas transformation, but you can't find any of them.

(Convenient inquiry: bone refining, point pulse, fixed network, turning qi, returning to the void, repairing the house, scattering immortals, upper immortals, golden immortals)

Li Bing shook his head again and again when he heard this, the people in this immortal dao conference love gossip more than the people in the Xiangwang Mansion. He also said that his inner kung fu had just reached the realm, and his senses were much quicker than ordinary people, so why did he develop the problem of eavesdropping. Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing out loud and shook my head again and again. Then I heard the master of ceremonies shouting:

"An Dongye, the young pavilion master of Changzhifang, in the later stage of qi transformation, did not choose to worship the sect. ”

Li Bing took a look, isn't this person the "yellow coat". Calling someone else's name is a sparse applause. When it was his turn, there was applause from the audience, and it seemed that this so-called "Changzhifang" had some status in the rivers and lakes.

In the Immortal Dao Conference, Li Bingcai felt the disadvantage of his fledgling: the relationship between the sects was inextricably linked, but he was a stunned young man, and he might suffer a big loss in the future. is Ling Ling, whose knowledge in this area is much higher than herself, and she relies on her to mention many things. Thinking of this, I was about to ask her what this so-called "Changzhifang" was, but I saw that Ling Ling was looking at the platform and was distracted, so I couldn't bother anymore.

After that, the master of ceremonies read nearly twenty people, all of them were decent, Li Bing didn't care too much, but kept waiting for the names of Han Linyuan and a few people, and suddenly heard it again:

"Chang Weiyong, a person from the rivers and lakes, returned to the middle of the void and voluntarily worshiped the Legalist 'burning religion'. ”

After finishing the sentence in the middle of the retreat, everyone in the audience whispered in amazement. Li Bingye said: "The fixation period is considered average among newcomers, and the gas transformation period is already considered middle and upper. There are very few people who can step into the period of returning to the void, and I am afraid that there are only those who are far away. What's more, this person is 'in the middle stage of returning to the void', so powerful, why has he been obscure. ”

The astonishment from the audience had not subsided, and the master of ceremonies said loudly:

"Han Linyuan, the young sect master of the Legalist non-sect, voluntarily worshiped under the Legalist 'Dongyuan Island' in the early days of the settlement. ”

Everyone else is still immersed in this newcomer, and there is a master of "returning to the middle stage", I don't know if it is more powerful than Jian Mingyuan. A super poor student in the 'early stage of the relationship' seems to be no longer enough for them to be a talking point. Li Bing stood up, clapped vigorously, and applauded again and again, and this lonely cheer was instantly drowned out in the noisy discussion.

The applause did not stop, and then I could hear it again: "Yinglan'er, a disciple of the Legalist non-sect, in the early stage of the transformation of qi, voluntarily worshiped under the sect of the Legalist 'Dongyuan Island'. ”

Li Bing stood straighter, slapped louder, and even shouted twice: "Hmm~! good~!" Even though he had already known the result in advance, when this matter was announced, the excitement of celebrating for his friends was really difficult to suppress.

The excitement of the audience for a "mid-term" newcomer has faded. And on the stage, not many people seemed to notice that the thinnest body of the thirty stood up.

The master of ceremonies continued to read: "Anqing Fang, the Northern Meridian Sect recommends ......"

Hearing this, An Zi had already walked to the front of the stage, and like the twenty-eight people in front, he clasped his fists and saluted. The master of ceremonies didn't read the back part for a long time, and he didn't turn around and sit down, nor did he stand still, clenching his fists in front of him, and he didn't move.

Anzi felt a little embarrassed, and when she turned around, she saw that the master of ceremonies had already called another person. After the two pointed to the handwriting on the silk book and whispered, the master of ceremonies broke away from the person who was called, put his fist to his mouth and coughed lowly, and then said:

"Anqing Fang, recommended by the Northern Meridian Sect, refining bones...... At the beginning of bone refining~!, I did not choose to worship the entry school. ”

After saying this, the audience suddenly exploded.

The so-called cultivation pays attention to step by step: refining bones, dotting pulses, fixing the network, turning into qi, returning to the void, cultivating the house, and then becoming a scattered immortal, an immortal, and finally Bigu does not eat the fireworks of the world, and becomes a Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Almost all the exercises in the world have to go through these realms. In the early stage of bone refining, it is the lowest and lowest level, there is no true qi in the body, the meridians have not been developed, and even the physique is almost the same as that of ordinary people.

These more than 600 newcomers present are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and most of them come from martial arts families and have been cultivating since childhood. In the early stage of bone refining, I am afraid that most people have already jumped when they are five or six years old.

The audience was full of voices, and it was more lively than at any time in the conference: some said that he was lucky, some guessed that his cultivation method was unique, but more people were questioning - they had already shouted out the injustice, how could a person who was still in the bone refining period get a token.

Anzi stood on the stage, and her figure looked even more depressed. Originally, he was in the limelight, but he didn't expect the master of ceremonies to report his family, but it was self-defeating. Anko ran out of ideas and returned to her seat in a huff. The short platform of more than 20 meters seems to be farther than 10,000 miles, and the discussion under the stage is like a sharp knife piercing Anzi's heart.

"Yes, I don't know anything, how can I get a token?" He closed his eyes tightly, tried his best to restrain himself from the tears in his eyes, his throat agitated, and swallowed thousands of thoughts into his stomach.

Li Bingyuan looked at his back as he turned around, the feeling of depression and loneliness, empathized, sat in the stands, and looked at Anzi blankly.

The discussion became a boiling trend, and some people openly questioned the shady scene in Fengjiao Island, and the emcee calmed down after two sounds, and the discussion gradually subsided.

"The last one, Chiren, is a Mughal Murwei and a shamanic disciple. Waiver of referral!"

The audience, who had just calmed down, exploded again at this moment.

Li Bing originally thought that he would choose any one at random, but now it seems that Chiren really didn't find a sect that suits him, so he simply didn't choose any of them.

The master of ceremonies was too lazy to care about the people under the ceremonial platform and shouted, so he said after a while:

"The above is the final result of the trial of the newcomer. Other newcomers, if they perform well in the trial, may also be recruited by the same sect of the Immortal Dao later, if the newcomers have a favorite sect, they can also recommend themselves after the daily meeting. ”

Regarding the matter of choosing a sect, it seems that everyone has already had an idea in their hearts, and no one is entangled in this matter anymore.

"Knock ......"

"The results of the newcomer trial are over, and the following is the most important item in the Immortal Dao Conference - the 'Argument of Skills' of the Immortal Dao Sects. Each sect of cultivating immortals will select 'outstanding disciples who were included in the sect last year' to test their skills one by one in accordance with the following items: music theory, incense making, winemaking, organs, forging, stone figurines, refining weapons, alchemy, talisman seals, formations, etc. For example, during the competition, if any newcomer has a skill and is willing to show on stage, it is also very welcome. If you are favored by the sect, you can also get the qualification of protégé. ”

"On the first item of technical debate - music theory, the competition has officially begun!"

"Knock ......"

A gong sounded, and the entire venue was instantly silent. Six people went to the stage one after another, and these six people, except for a Buddhist monk, all came from the "six senses" lineage. Seeing the words and knowing the meaning, the martial arts of the six senses and one pulse pay attention to attacking the six senses of "eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind", confusing people's minds.

In the sect of cultivating immortals, the most famous demons are mostly from this vein: with the uniqueness of this vein, they control people's minds, and even play with people who are far higher than themselves in applause.

Among the six people, the sturdy man led by him, with a full body, holding a 'jade pipa' in his hand, before everyone else could stand up, his left hand was already holding the instrument, and his right hand was stroking the strings.

The sound is like a turbulent wave, rapid and powerful, as if there is a rhyme, but it always feels messy. Li Bing only listened for a while, and then he felt restless and upset. Glancing at the sturdy man on the stage, he shook his head again and again: "When this instrument arrives at the Xianmen, it has become a weapon, and it has no beauty, it is really unbearable." ”

When he was irritable, a flute sounded, a single rhythm, dragging on a long note. Like a lonely boat floating on the heavenly lake, the breeze comes slowly, and the water waves are not prosperous. The sound of the turbulent lutea was suppressed in an instant. Instead, the melodiousness of heaven and earth.

Li Bing followed the voice and looked, and it was a young woman playing the flute on the stage: white gauze clothes, white headbands, white cloth shoes, everything was pure without a trace of impurities. The breeze rose, the corners of her clothes fluttered in the wind, looking at her appearance: calm and melodious, but lonely and melancholy.

At this time, there were obviously two overlapping voices on the field, but Li Bing only felt the charm of the flute.

After the sound of the flute overwhelmed the lute, it became more and more silent. Beauty is untouchable.

Li Bing's mood gradually calmed down, looking at the woman in white, and listening attentively.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk......" A rapid wooden fish sound sounded.

A moment ago, Li Bing felt that this person had disturbed the sound of the flute on the boat in the middle of the lake. When I woke up, I realized that I was actually on top of the Immortal Dao Conference.

recalled that he was obviously sitting with the woman just now, boating in the middle of the lake. The strange feeling just now, as if he had vaguely become lustful, wanted to listen to the woman's words to please her.

Listening to the Muyu Sanskrit sound tuk, Li Bing found that this seemingly beautiful flute sound was actually an evil method that captured people's hearts.

I was thinking that it was good to have the sound of this wooden fish, which could drown out the sound of the flute, and suddenly felt that the sound of the wooden fish went straight to my head. One moment ago, Li Bing was still afraid of the woman in white, but the next moment, there was only the voice of the wooden fish in his mind, as if he had been isolated from the world and cut off all mortal dust.

In an instant, Li Bing felt tired: sleepy, his eyelids became thick and heavy, and he almost fell asleep several times, nodding his head again and again like a chicken pecking rice.

barely cheered up, turned to look at Ling Ling, and seemed to be a little sleepy, but he was much more sober than himself. Li Bing's thoughts were confused, and he didn't concentrate on the sound of the wooden fish, and the effect of the song disturbing his mind was greatly reduced.

"I see, the so-called music theory is just another kind of martial arts, and when you show it, it's really hard to guard against. ”

I just saw that the few people next to me had fallen asleep, but I was suddenly awakened by two silk bamboo sounds.

Like silver beads falling on a jade plate, noisy and cut; like Kunshan jade broken, sad and sad. A song of zither leads, and the monotonous sound of wooden fish is disturbed and shattered.

Most of the people sitting there were awake excitedly. But the monk did not give up, his lips were pursed, and he confided the scriptures.

This monotonous sound once again aroused Li Bing's tiredness, and the sound of the guzheng was like a swimming dragon, getting farther and farther away, almost inaudible.

......

In the last row of the viewing platform, Gesang Yuzha slapped Zaron Socha's shoulder twice. Seeing that he was still unresponsive, he pinched a trick on his finger and flicked it at Zaron's head.

Zalonso woke up violently and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with his cuffs: "Hmm, what's wrong, why did you fall asleep...... Oh...... Why didn't you fall asleep?"

"It is the same origin, those tricks of the Mahayana Buddha, we Lamaism naturally have a way to crack it. Gesang said, patting Zaron on the thigh again: "Now is the right time, let's go around the apse and check what 'Jian Mingyuan' has done." ”

Zaron nodded, bowed down and followed him, and quietly walked out of the Wind Jiao Hall from the gap in his seat.

Li Bing was half-awake, shaking his head, only to feel that the back of his head was lightly touched by his clothes, and when he turned his head to look, the two backs were so familiar.