The first sect of the Lu Kingdom Cultivation Realm, Tianyi Sect, is located in the Seven Star Mountain Range in the territory of Lu Kingdom's Great Source Mansion, where there is abundant spiritual energy, many mountain peaks, and a large number of Tianyi Sect cultivation disciples live. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, in the main hall of Tianxuan Peak, the main peak of the Seven Star Mountain Range, many elders from Tianyi Sect gathered. Everyone's eyes were fixed on an old man in a red robe, white hair and white beard above the main hall, and a young man kneeling in the middle of the main hall.

Standing on the main seat of the main hall, an old man in a pure white robe spoke calmly.

"Senior Brother Nanyang, do you really want to make this decision? You must know that if you make a decision, you can't change it, don't you think about it anymore?"

The eyes of the red-robed Nanyang Daoist were very calm, and he obviously made up his mind, and said categorically: "I have made up my mind to accept Fang Chen as my true disciple!"

As soon as these words fell, there was a discussion in the main hall. Someone immediately sent a message to Nanyang Zhenren to speak, hoping that he would change his mind.

"This kid is a hybrid body, are you going to waste your inheritance on him?" said one of the elders.

"I know, isn't it just that the realm ascension is a little more difficult than that of ordinary monks, don't forget, it is recorded in the ancient books that this is also a rare physique in ancient times!" Nanyang Zhenren said.

"That's just a legend, you have to know that this constitution is useless now, it's called a hundred wastes!hehe!" the elder continued.

Nanyang Zhenren was silent, and a sigh sounded in the hall.

This is true, this kind of hybrid body has appeared in the past thousand years, and everyone was a treasure at that time. But what I didn't expect was that for some reason, the mixed element body was extremely difficult to cultivate, and the upper level of the realm was several times more difficult than that of ordinary monks, and that mixed element body consumed countless resources of the sect, barely succeeding in building the foundation, and finally stopped in the late stage of foundation building, and there was no hope of forming a pill. So this kind of physique appeared again, and what everyone thought in their hearts was not the rare hybrid body in ancient times, but the modern hundred waste body, also known as the white waste body.

In the path of cultivation, in addition to talent, physical fitness is also important.

Talent is illusory, based on the comprehension of cultivation methods, aura, and Tao. The physique is the foundation of the monk, it is like a container, how much aura can be stored, what quality of aura depends on it.

The general physique is a multi-attribute physique, which can affinity with a variety of attributes of aura, and a rare one-attribute physique, which can achieve a maximum affinity for one attribute and speed up the cultivation speed, so many monks looking for apprentices like a single-attribute physique.

But there is one physique that is most envied, and that is the body of the five elements.

The collection of five attributes, cross talk, just to form a complete cycle, affinity with the five elements attributes, cultivation is twice the result with half the effort. It's a pity that this kind of physique is too rare, and I haven't been able to encounter one in the cultivation world for many years. The cultivation realm attaches great importance to the physique of accepting disciples, and as the elder of the Medicine Pavilion of Tianyi Sect, the Nanyang Daoist people naturally receive the attention of everyone when they accept true disciples.

According to the rules of the sect, each elder can only accept one true disciple, so the elders have carefully considered the selection of disciples, and then everyone put forward their opinions, and after confirming that they are correct, the apprenticeship ceremony will be officially held and entered into the sect roster.

Nanyang Zhenren is an elder of the Medicine Pavilion and has a deep status.

He is famous for his ability to boil medicine and alchemy, and everyone naturally hopes that he can find a disciple who can pass on his mantle. It's a pity that alchemy requires real fire, and it has high requirements for physique, and generally requires a fire attribute physique, pure fire body is the best, followed by half fire body, Nanyang is pure fire body, he has been looking for people with fire body, but unfortunately he has not been able to find someone who can meet the requirements.

Even if he can't find it, he can't just accept a waste body as a true disciple! The elders thought that he couldn't find a disciple for many years, so he did a perfunctory thing.

But Nanyang Zhenren didn't think so.

Fang Chen's child is so pitiful, his relatives are dead, so he is left alone. Nanyang thought that he was a five-element body, but he didn't expect it to be a hundred waste bodies, so he naturally felt even more sorry for him, if he didn't take him in, with this kind of physique, it would be even more difficult to get out.

So he sighed and made a decision, what a mantle to inherit, the old man didn't think about anything, so he concentrated on cultivating this orphan who was a wasteful body, and at least could take care of him for some years.

Different from the discussions of the elders in the main hall, Fang Chen, who was kneeling in the center, did not say a word.

He was ignorant, this place was strange and tight, and so many people surrounded him and were afraid and afraid. He woke up, grieved, cried, tired, and slept again. At this point, he only recognized the old man in red, with a kind face, like his grandfather.

So he missed home, his father, his father, and his sister Xue. He didn't know where it was, the sight scared him, and a group of old men looked at him like monsters.

When the old man in white asked him to kneel down and salute, he knelt down.

He didn't dare to move, he was afraid.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head and saw the old man in red arguing with others, he lowered his head, lay his body, his leg hurt and did not move, he was in a trance, and fell asleep in a daze.

Nanyang Daoist shook his sleeves and picked up Fang Chen on the ground, with a distressed look in his eyes. Then he dropped a sentence and strode out of the main hall.

"My disciple, I have the final say, no matter how much I fight with you, it's useless!"

There was a shaking of heads and sighs in the hall, and of course, there were also one or two discordant sneers in it.

Time flies, and ten years have passed.

Fang Chen has grown from an eight-year-old child to a tall young man. He was tall, but thin, with a delicate face in his face. Ten years later, he has adapted to the days of Tianyimen.

From being unfamiliar and ignorant at the beginning, to now being familiar with every place in Tianyimen, he has put in a lot of efforts.

Under the care of his master Nanyang, he went from not knowing a word to learning to practice the cultivation of the true cultivation method and reading various classics of the cultivation realm. In addition to practicing every day, I also had to soak in the medicinal bath prepared by the master for ten years.

It's a pity that in the past ten years, some of his peers have achieved success in cultivation and entered a higher realm, but he is still standing still.

The title of waste, scrap body, waste timber hung on his head.

Some people jokingly call him Uncle Condensing Qi (ancestor) behind his back, because he is a disciple of the elder, and his seniority is naturally high, but this has also become the laughing stock of others. Not only the juniors, but even the elders also read jokes, Fang Chen met an elder coming over several times, patted him on the shoulder and said to see his cultivation progress, encouraging him to come on.

Fang Chen didn't understand when he was young, he listened carefully to other people's words, but now he gradually understood, he gritted his teeth silently, he didn't care about his waste, but he was so tired that his master was looked down upon. If it weren't for the master to save him, he would have died, and the tragedy that happened when he was a child still vaguely remembers that the master took care of him meticulously, how could he live up to the master's expectations.

He cultivated even harder, and when other disciples practiced for five hours a day, he practiced for eight hours. When other disciples traveled together, he read alone in the library.

However, his body was like a bottomless pit, no matter how much spiritual energy he absorbed and how many pills he poured into, his cultivation could not break through for a long time. His master, Nanyang Daoren, did not give up on him, and devoted a lot of effort to him from beginning to end, and the white hair seemed to have become even paler in the past ten years.

The tenth layer of condensation gas is a hurdle to the foundation building period.

But for a highly gifted disciple, this definitely can't stop a breakthrough in cultivation, and the disciples of the Tianyi Sect Elders shouldn't be blocked here.

"The mixed element body is harmful!" many people sighed, saying to this elder disciple who had been stuck in the condensation period for several years.

"Hmph, all the great resources of Tianyi Sect have been wasted on him, and in my opinion, raising a dog is better than him!" said a certain elder's disciple.

"Presumptuous! Chen Ye, you dare to say that about your uncle!" someone retorted.

"Let him come and fight me, even I can't compare to me and let me call him uncle!" I don't accept it!" Chen Ye said disdainfully.