Chapter 19: The Disciple Gathering Conference Begins (Ask for Collections and Recommendations)
In the early morning more than ten days later, Yan Xinghui was still holding a beautiful woman in his sleep, and the Tongzi New Town outside was already lively, and the adults of each family rushed to Qiongxian Square with their children, one by one for fear that it would be late.
Yan Xinghui was woken up by the commotion outside, hurriedly got up, pulled up Pang Qiongsha, and followed the crowd to Qiongxian Square.
I saw that at this time, Qiongxian Square was full of people, it was really crowded, black and pressing, and the voices of people were boiling, pointing and pointing towards Shengxian Tai one by one, saying anything, and the chaotic voices could be heard from afar.
Yan Xinghui followed their gaze and saw three people dressed as Taoist priests sitting leisurely on the Ascension Immortal Platform. On the left, an old man who looked quite old, with a gray beard, was still spontaneous with his slightly vicissitudes of life.
The old man was drinking tea alone at the moment, scanning the crowd from time to time, as if looking for something.
In the middle is a melon seed face, black hair naturally hanging down next to his ears, wearing an emerald green robe, looking eccentric. At the moment, he was playing with an unknown pet in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to the audience at all.
On the right is a thin middle-aged man, who is sitting upright and meditating at the moment, looking like an ascetic, and he doesn't forget to practice even at such a disciple collection meeting!
When Yan Xinghui saw this, he took a look: Everywhere they go, men and women are matched, and they are not tired of working. Aren't you really tired, I'm afraid that you're tired of men, not women?
Maybe he sensed what Yan Xinghui was thinking, but he saw the white-bearded old man looking over, and the place where his eyes went was where Yan Xinghui was standing. After a brief moment of staring at each other, the white-bearded old man withdrew his gaze.
Yan Xinghui's heart trembled, could it be that this immortal could sense what he was thinking? So he didn't dare to think about it anymore, held Pang Qiongsha's hand tightly, and entered the square with the team.
After Yan Xinghui and the others found a good position and stood up, there were many people coming intermittently behind them. It didn't take long for him to look back, Mom, there are so many people here in just a while, why don't you usually feel that there are so many people in Tongzi New Town. No, it's zombies that come out of the ground. Oh, the more I think about it, the more scary it gets.
After a long time, when the square was crowded, the white-bearded old man on the left put down his teacup, stood up, waved his hand to the crowd, and said, "Everyone is quiet, quiet." ”
The old man's speech seemed soft, but the sound spread to every corner of the square, and everyone was buzzing in their ears, and it was obvious that he had done it with a spell.
As soon as his voice spread in the square, it suddenly fell silent, so quiet that even someone else's fart could be heard clearly.
Next, the white-bearded old man cleared his throat and said: "My surname is Hu, one of the elders of Cuizhushan, this time I and Elder Zhang and Senior Sister Fu led the team to come to Tongzi New Town to accept apprentices on behalf of Cuizhushan, and be responsible for related matters." I would like to announce that only mortal children, aged between eight and fifteen, are eligible for this admission. Also, the family background must be innocent, and there is no limit to men and women. Below, between the ages of eight and fifteen are on the left, and the rest are waiting on the right. Those who know that they have spiritual roots stand in the middle. ”
As soon as the words were finished, the people below began to be restless, the children went to the left, the adults went to the right, some adults were so uneasy, and they said a few words before leaving. In the middle of the road, the people behind began to curse. Some people even fought, and the scene got out of control for a while.
Elder Zhang, a thin middle-aged man, didn't look very good-tempered, and when he saw that the scene was out of control, he casually threw out a few fireballs and smashed them on a big tree next to him, only to see that the big tree was burned to ashes in an instant.
The people below, when they saw this, immediately became honest and lined up and walked forward. The speed of queuing has increased a lot.
Yan Xinghui felt that he had a spiritual root, but he was not sure, and after thinking about it, he still stood on the left, and honestly lined up with the people who came to the City Lord's Mansion. Just waiting for the arrangement to be right, Elder Hu then said, "Let's start testing the spiritual root. If you find out that the spiritual root qualification is good, stand behind me, you can enter the inner door, and the master will be arranged at that time. Those with poor spiritual root qualifications, standing behind the Ascension Immortal Stage, can only be a disciple of the outer gate, but well, as long as you work hard to cultivate, it is not impossible to enter the inner gate when you are to cultivate and improve. ”
Immediately afterwards, Elder Zhang stood up and shouted to the crowd of children below, "Don't worry, come one by one." Let's start with the first one to be inspected, those who meet the requirements and have excellent spiritual roots stand behind Elder Hu, and those with poor spiritual root qualifications stand behind the Ascension Immortal Terrace. If you don't meet the requirements, leave immediately and don't get in the way of those behind you. Everyone understands. Alright, let's get started. ”
After saying that, Elder Zhang made a gesture with his hand, and twenty teenagers walked up from behind the Ascension Immortal Terrace, wearing gray Taoist uniforms, each holding a stick in their hands.
Yan Xinghui looked at it from a distance, and the sticks in their hands were black and white, how did they look a bit like a mourning stick. Alas, I don't want to think about it, but I was careful that I was discovered by the people who ascended to Sendai.
Elder Zhang beckoned to the two in the middle and motioned for them to go up.
The two children looked at Elder Zhang, turned around and looked for a long time in the crowd on the right, and walked up with a smile. After the two children went up, they lined up in a row, facing the gray Taoist priest to decorate the teenager. The teenagers took the sticks in their hands and told them to hold them tightly.
After a while, the hands of the two children shone with various colors.
The gray-clothed young man opposite the child replied respectfully to Elder Hu: "Zhao Dafa, male, fourteen years old, twenty points for gold, twenty points for water, twelve points for earth, nine points for wood, and four spiritual roots, a total of sixty-two points. Li Xuying, female, 12 years old, 18 points for wood, 30 points for soil, 15 points for water, 3 points for three spiritual roots, a total of 63 points. ”
Elder Hu nodded, motioned to take the two of them to Ascension Immortal, and casually pointed to a gray-clothed young man to lead the way. The young man in gray who had been spotted answered and led them back.
After dealing with the two people, Elder Hu looked at the crowd again and said, "Next, everyone will come up in turn according to the order of the queue, don't be crowded." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw twenty children walking up in order. The twenty children nervously held the stick in their hands, and after about half an hour, there was no change on the stick, and they saw the gray-clothed young man opposite him say coldly: "No spirit root, the next batch." ”
The group of children above walked down with their heads drooped and dejected, and replaced them with another batch.
One batch went up and came down again.
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Elder Hu was bored, and when he saw Senior Sister Fu's energetic play, he snorted, and then sent a voice to Elder Zhang: "Senior Brother Zhang, you said that the two people that Sect Master Fu entrusted us to find, I don't know if Lu Dao is here, I have checked so many people, and I still haven't seen the five spirit roots and the double spirit roots." ”
Elder Zhang glanced back at Elder Hu, and said, "Senior brother, what's the hurry, there are still many children below, maybe it's one of them." ”
"You're not in a hurry, I'm mainly responsible for this mission, in case those two boys don't get the news. If I didn't come to this recruitment conference, I had to go to the city to find them one by one. Elder Hu turned his face, as if he didn't like it.
Elder Zhang smiled slightly, remained silent, and continued to meditate.
Yan Xinghui was a little tired from watching, and almost dozed off, it seems that the spiritual root is really rare.
Just when he was almost asleep, he saw a fat little boy who had just gone up and held the stick, and it glowed red, followed by a slightly faint yellow light, and then a cyan light, and when the cyan had passed, there was no more light.
After Elder Hu saw the red light, there was a burst of surprise on his face, when the yellow light was good, the joy was slightly reduced, and when the cyan appeared, there was no surprise or joy on his face, and he didn't wait for the gray-clothed young man opposite the fat child to report, Elder Hu spoke: "Thirty-eight points for the fire spirit root, twelve points for the earth spirit root, twenty points for the wood spirit root, a total of seventy points, three spirit roots, well, the qualifications are still average, you stand behind us and wait."
After the little boy realized that he had a spiritual root, he was in ecstasy, but he didn't hear Elder Hu's words, and stood there motionless.
Elder Hu was impatient: "I told you to go back, you didn't hear it, you were deaf." ”
Like five thunderbolts, the chubby little boy was wet in front of his frightened pants and walked to the back tremblingly.
As if he wanted nothing to do, Elder Hu continued, "The next batch." ”
The events on the fairy platform were repeated and replicated, and occasionally a few lucky ones were kept.
Yan Xinghui saw that there were people with spiritual roots in the crowd, so he no longer dozed off and looked at it from beginning to end.