Everyone returned to the hall and sat down again, Jiang Mingyu sat on the top of the head, Jiang Chiyun and Hong Jun sat on both sides of the bottom and opposite each other.

Jiang Xuan was still holding Jiang Rui's body and sitting on the ground, but he also saw everything that happened outside the hall, and already knew that Hong Jun was a monk, his face was full of despair, his eyes were numb, and he knew that he had no possibility of revenge in his life. Jiang Chiyun frowned, feeling a little unbearable, Jiang Rui was a descendant of the Jiang family after all, and he actually died like this, and the eldest brother's lineage was cut off from then on.

If it was before, Jiang Chiyun would definitely hold Hong Jun responsible, but now, he doesn't have enough courage and reason, even if he still thinks that Hong Jun is too heavy.

Jiang Mingyu glanced at Jiang Xuan's father and son lightly, shook his head and said: "You are the son of Chifeng, you also had a friendship with me at the beginning, you are upright, and you have the style of a gentleman, how did you give birth to such an unsuccessful thing as you? ”

"Twice?" Jiang Chiyun didn't know the reason why Hong Jun killed Jiang Rui, and when he heard this, he roughly guessed what Jiang Rui did before he died, and scolded in a deep voice: "A pair of unpromising father and son, don't get out of here!"

Jiang Xuan trembled, he wanted to get up but couldn't use his strength, Jiang Hao couldn't bear to look at it anymore, called a few guards to come in and put him down, took Jiang Rui's body away, and ordered the housekeeper to bury him.

The hall was cleaned up, and everyone quickly left Jiang Xuan and his son behind, Jiang Chiyun asked curiously: "Uncle, where have you been seeking the Tao all these years, why did you go for seventy years before you returned?" Grandfather and grandmother have been thinking about it for a long time, I remember when I was a child, they often cried when they talked about you, and they couldn't even see the last face. ”

Jiang Mingyu's face flashed with a little guilt, and he was silent for a long time, and said: "Back then, Shizun passed by the Hou Mansion and saw that I had acceptable qualifications and the ability to cultivate truth, so he accepted me as an apprentice. The real sect is far away in Qingguo, 90,000 miles away from Chu State, I have just entered the path of cultivation, and my mana is not enough, and it is difficult to go home alone. Moreover, the true sect advocates the way of birth, and the disciples in the door all need to cut off the dust, and they can't go down the mountain easily, although I am an inner disciple, but I can't leave the mountain gate privately. ”

"I see. Everyone's hearts suddenly felt that there were still such twists and turns in their hearts.

At this time, Jiang Chiyun's heart was very complicated, the journey of 90,000 miles was out of reach for him, not to mention the difficulties that he might encounter on the road, even if the road was smooth, he didn't know if he could finish it after several years. However, with the means of a monk, flying to the sky and the earth, 90,000 miles is not a very long distance, but the uncle has never returned home, thinking that in his heart, cultivation is more important than his parents and family!

"Is it really worth it to practice and seek the Tao?"

Jiang Chiyun didn't know how he would choose, seeing his uncle's young face, he was actually very envious, but when he thought that the other party had been cultivating in the mountains for more than 70 years, he had such a cultivation, eating and drinking, and painstaking attainments, and in the end it might still be empty, but he had enjoyed seventy years of glory and wealth, even if his life was limited, he had lived a very sufficient life and enjoyed the joy of family, and there was no regret.

Jiang Chiyun put down what he was thinking, and asked again: "Then what is the reason why Uncle came back this time?"

"Now that I am an elder of the True Sect, I am only one step away from reaching the realm of fetal breath, refining qi to perfection, and it just so happens that the secret tower puja in the capital is about to open, and the senior brother in charge will allow me to come here. When Jiang Mingyu talked about Jin Dan, his eyes were full of yearning, but he also had a little worry, obviously he was not sure about condensing Jin Dan at all.

"Sure enough, it is the cultivation of the fourth layer of qi refining, and it is only one step away from the fetal breath. Hong Jun said secretly, except for him, the others present did not understand qi refining, and they didn't know much about what Jiang Mingyu said about the fetal breath golden pill, let alone the power of it.

"Secret Tower Festival?" Hong Jun's heart moved, this was the second time he had heard this word, when Zhao Jingcheng said this, he thought that Zhao Jingcheng was talking nonsense in order to get close to him to facilitate the sneak attack, and then he didn't think much about it, but it was true, it seems that he has the opportunity to ask Jiang Mingyu for advice.

Jiang Chiyun seemed to see the change in Hong Jun's expression, glanced at him, and continued: "I went down the mountain this time, in addition to participating in the Secret Pagoda Festival, there is one more thing to do, which is to accept disciples. The real sect has always been sparsely populated, and I don't like to accept apprentices, and I still have no disciples, and the senior brother in charge has been dissatisfied, and it is not easy to explain when I return to the mountain empty-handed. Our young disciples of the Jiang family, if there are those with good qualifications and who are willing to go with me, I can accept them as disciples. ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chiyun and Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, they had no chance to practice, but if there was another monk among the junior disciples, it would also be an excellent thing.

"Now there are dozens of juniors of the Jiang family under the age of twenty, I will call them all immediately, which one can enter the eyes of the uncle, it depends on their respective opportunities. Jiang Chiyun immediately instructed the housekeeper and said, "Gather all the juniors of the Jiang family in Shangjing, no matter what they are doing, they must return to the Hou Mansion within an hour." ”

"Yes, Master Hou. The steward did not dare to delay, and immediately took the order and left.

Jiang Mingyu nodded with satisfaction, his eyes fell on Hong Jun, and he arched his hand and said: "My Daoist friend is young, but he is already a cultivator at the first level of Qi refining, and he also has the way of cultivating the body, which is even more commendable, and I haven't asked who the Daoist friend is to inherit yet?"

Hong Jun is a little unaccustomed, no matter how Jiang Mingyu says it, he can be regarded as half an ancestor, but he shouts one by one, looking very polite, which is completely different from his attitude towards Jiang Chiyun's juniors, it can be seen that in his heart, there is a great difference between mortals and monks, like the difference between cloud and mud.

"The younger generation was a chance encounter in the great wilderness, and was accepted as a registered disciple by the master, and left after passing on a Taoist method and magic weapon. Hong Jun took out the set of rhetoric he had told his mother before and said it again, three points true and seven points false, and there was no flaw.

"Jindan real person!"

When Jiang Mingyu heard this, his face was solemn and respectful, and he said enviously: "Hong Daoyou is really a good opportunity, he can get the guidance of a Jindan real person, no wonder he can have such a cultivation." ”

Others didn't know what to say, Jiang Mingyu looked at them inexplicably, and sighed: "You are not monks, and you don't know the power of Jindan Zhenren." Every Jindan real person in this world is not a person with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity, and the three are indispensable, and it is difficult to produce a Jindan real person among tens of thousands of monks. If you achieve Jindan one day, you will have an eternal life, at least eight hundred years of life, not to mention that Jindan Zhenren's mana is strong and powerful, and his magical powers are vast, and he has always been in the cultivation realm of the Divine Dragon, and I have practiced for seventy years, and I have not spoken to any Jindan Zhenren so far. ”

Jiang Chiyun and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this, they had no concept of magic powers, but the sentence "Eight hundred years of life" really shocked them. Mortals can live to be eighty years old, even if they are long, they can't imagine that someone can live for 800 years, isn't that equivalent to ten lifetimes?

Suddenly, the Jiang family's hearts were hot, and they were also envious of Hong Jun's experience.

Hong Jun and Jiang Mingyu were silent, others only heard the benefits of the monk's long life, so they yearned for it and were eager to try, but they didn't know the difficulty of cultivation, how easy it was to condense the golden pill? It was even more difficult than ascending to the heavens!

However, they didn't explain how difficult it is to practice, and you will only know it after you try it yourself. Not to mention anything else, just the first step of Qi refining Jinggong will keep nine out of nine people from the door, and after hitting a wall, they will automatically give up. This level is not only a test of qualifications, but also a test of perseverance.

The number of people in the hall gradually increased, and after an hour, dozens of teenagers and girls gathered in the hall, the youngest was in his early tens, and the eldest was just twenty years old, and they were all the younger generation of the Jiang family. The ancestors of the Jiang family followed Taizu to establish a country hundreds of years ago, and he was named Qi Weihou with the merit of the dragon, and he has been named Qi Weihou for seven generations, flowering and scattering leaves, and countless descendants and descendants, all over the Chu State, at present, these are the descendants of the Jiang family in the capital city, if you count the descendants of the Jiang family in the entire Chu State, there can be at least thousands of people who meet the age conditions.

This group of young people and girls have all been explained by their elders, knowing that the one sitting at the top is the ancestor of the Jiang family, who is extremely high, and he is a rumored monk, and today he wants to choose disciples from his own generation, and they are very excited in their hearts, both looking forward to and worrying, afraid that they will lose the election.

Jiang Chiyun counted the number of people and said, "Uncle, everyone is here." ”

Jiang Mingyu nodded slightly, got up and took two steps forward, and the dozens of teenagers and girls all quieted down, looking at him expectantly, not knowing what would happen next.

In fact, Hong Jun was also very curious about how Jiang Mingyu was going to test the qualifications of so many people. A person's qualifications are divided into three types: root bones, comprehension and bloodline, not to mention bloodline, all the people present are pure human races, and there is no trouble of mixed blood like him. Among them, the root bone is the most important, that is, whether the sense of heaven and earth aura is strong, it must reach a certain point before it can be cultivated, and the root bone is passed, and then we will talk about the issue of understanding. However, the quality of the root bone is not something that can be determined by simply looking at it or two, the best way is to judge from the speed of absorbing aura, but how to refine qi before getting started, this forms a paradox.

Therefore, Hong Jun guessed that there must be other means of testing the root bones in the cultivation realm, otherwise it would be a big problem for those sects to accept disciples.

I saw Jiang Mingyu's palm flipped, a small porcelain bottle appeared, unscrewed the cap, and pinched the magic trick above the mouth of the bottle, and a plain light flew out like a stream, suspended in mid-air, and soon gathered into a large group, the size of a head, rotating undulatingly.

Hong Jun took a closer look and found that this plain thing was actually composed of countless tiny colorless dust, a hundred times more subtle than sand, a bit like ash, but each grain was distinct, and it was not clear to the naked eye when it was taken out alone, so it gathered to show the characteristics of water flow.

"This is the spirit dust, it is not unusual, it is a thing dedicated to testing the quality of the root bones. Jiang Mingyu saw that Hong Jun was a little curious, so he explained casually. As soon as he finished speaking, he urged the magic trick, and the cloud of spiritual dust hanging in the air exploded, enveloping dozens of Jiang family juniors below, like a drizzle, fluttering down one after another, falling on them.