Yingying Qingguang magically reshapes the words "perfect storm". Each stroke of the four characters is shaped into sharp edges and corners, like carving. Gradually, the blue light reflected on each stroke of the four characters was completely concentrated on the tip of the brush. The reflection of the blue light rising against the trend slowly penetrates through the brush.

As a result, an ordinary wolf brush seems to be undergoing a reborn change. The pen is like jade, the pen is sharp like a sharp edge, the head is like a rock, and the rod is like a heavenly handle. Integrated, natural, without any traces of correction.

The ancients: sharp, qi, round, healthy, the four virtues of the pen.

The rapidly changing pen in Chen Tianhong's hand seems to be changing in accordance with this law.

Chen Tianhong felt more and more that the pen in his hand jumped into the air, and immediately changed to grasp, clenched the pen, and tried not to let it go. Fortunately, there is nothing unusual about him in this process.

The blue light lasted less than a quarter of an hour, slowly weakening, and slowly disappearing. Qingyuntai returned to tranquility.

Chen Tianhong looked around nervously, and found that everyone had no reaction, and said in his heart: Could it be another illusion?

Suddenly, a gentle wind drifted in, rolled up the paper, and floated towards the Qingyun Jade Wall. When approaching the jade wall, three words "Chen Tianhong" appeared on the jade wall, covering 9,999 names silently. Later, the paper floated to the left, floating about three feet away from the jade wall.

And near that area, large and small pages loomed. It seems that there is an invisible wall there, and the pages are pasted on the wall. Strangely, Chen Tianhong's four words of "perfect storm" are above countless pages, second only to the two words that loom - "Qingyun".

Chen Tianhong didn't know anything about the Qingyun Conference Examination, but he just didn't know how to participate. Now that he saw his name appear on the Qingyun List, he thought of the mysterious scene just now, and immediately thought of what the Master of the Sky Lantern said, "I have obtained the true inheritance of the ancestor".

Xindao: I never expected that in the world of cultivation, there would be such a magical and strange thing, which always came unexpectedly. No wonder everyone yearns for it and is fascinated.

Chen Tianhong waited for a while, but no one came, and no one took care of him, so he packed up the ink inkstone and got up to leave. Looking at it, in fact, many people have already left. Himself seems to be one of the few left. Such a scene made him wonder again. I thought, anyway, I don't know anything, I don't know, and I have no relatives and no reason, so why bother with that idleness.

He quickened his pace and returned to the library with the foal. At that time, there were already two people standing outside the study, one was a kind old man, and the other was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

When the old man saw Chen Tianhong approaching, he said, "The old man is the pearl of the temple. In order to take charge of the teacher's brother's order, he took over the outstanding foreign disciples of his sect and returned to the mountain gate. ”

In the face of such a big man, Chen Tianhong didn't know how to deal with it at all, so he just rummaged through it for a while, took out a talisman card, and handed it over. The middle-aged man took the talisman and placed it in the palm of his hand, and the talisman turned into a wisp of black smoke.

The middle-aged man said: "I am Xue Yan of the Book Hall of the Fengshen Temple. Today is the day when the elders select their own disciples, and all those who are shortlisted must participate. If the junior brother has no other preparations, we must return to the mountain immediately, so as not to miss the hour. ”

"No!" Chen Tianhong had everything on his back, so naturally he didn't need to prepare anything, but he thought that he hadn't figured out the matter of the Qingyun Conference examination yet, so he asked: "I want to wait for the results of the examination." ”

Elder Mingzhu smiled lightly, "The results have come out. You have successfully made it to the list and have obtained the qualification to compete for the discipleship of the lineage. As for the reward for being on the list, it will not be decided until three months later, and someone will naturally send it at that time. ”

Chen Tianhong was black-eyed, thinking left and right, dizzy, and couldn't figure out anything. In fact, for a person like him who was born poor and knew nothing about the cultivation world, it was also a normal performance.

If he knew a little bit about some of the rules of the cultivation world, he would naturally understand that for Monk Yunyun, the greatest opportunity in the world was to become a disciple of an elder. That is the best way to obtain the monastic lineage steadily, and there is no one.

At that time, he would naturally understand that after being on the list, what reward would be better than obtaining the qualification to compete for the discipleship of the lineage? You must know that the bullish spirit is like the three views of the East Gate, and it is only the qualification of the inner disciple. And the identities of the four disciples, namely, the personal lineage, the inner door, the outer door, and the outer school, are undoubtedly worlds apart.

Elder Mingzhu nodded and said, "Okay, let's get up immediately!"

Suddenly, Chen Tianhong only blinked, and realized that he and the foal were already standing on a cloud of mist. In front of the mist stood Elder Mingzhu, on the right side stood Xue Yan, and Chen Tianhong and the foal stood on the left. The mist gradually condensed, turning into a white auspicious cloud, and the three of them stood closer.

The next moment, the white clouds rose into the sky and drifted towards the east.

Chen Tianhong kept his eyes on the ground, but saw that the towers were towering, densely covered under the Nine Saints Mountain. Pedestrians are crowded and shuttling through the streets and alleys. When I crossed the Jiusheng Mountain, more than a year of life seemed to be right in front of me, and I didn't feel tears.

Crossing the Jiusheng Mountain, there is no longer bustling and lively, only endless mountains, such as steps and ladders, extending in the direction of Kunlun Sacred Mountain. Even if it is 90,000 miles away from the legendary distance, you can still feel the majestic majesty of Kunlun Divine Mountain, which suppresses the Shenzhou Continent. Whether it is a cultivated Terran monk or a powerful heaven-level and earth-level demon beast, they are like ants at the foot of the sacred mountain, extremely small.

Since the establishment of the Nine Sages in the world, there has never been a time when that great sage of the human race has tried to explore the secrets of the Divine Mountain, even if it is only a glimpse. Even if it is the nine major sects that stand 90,000 miles away from the sacred mountain, there are differences between sects and sects, but the worship and worship of the sacred mountain are completely equal.

Chen Tianhong took it for a while, barely adapting to the legendary "fairyland on earth". At this moment, his mind and eyes could not be synchronized at all. I only felt that the white clouds were shuttling through the clouds, as if walking on the ground, without any whistling sound. In my mind, I thought of what Jiang Li said about "stepping on the clouds and going to the sky", which seemed to be very similar to the current one. But whether he is a carp jumping over the dragon gate or not, it is a little out of bounds.

After about a moment, a different scene appeared in front of me. From a distance, the pavilions float in the clouds, like the heavenly palace. With those pavilions as the core, the purple, blue, red, yellow, orange, and green light curtains spread like waves to the surroundings, enveloping the area for thousands of miles and locking the space in the sky. The thousands of miles of mountains are really like a heavenly fairyland.

When the white clouds passed through the light curtains, they could see fairy birds and spirit beasts flying freely, and their cries were like the sound of heaven.

On the earth, the strange peaks are listed, the thousand rocks are showing, and the ten thousand ravines are contending. The buildings and palaces are lined up, and the Sendai jade ladder is vertical and horizontal, like a person's acupoint and meridians, and it runs among countless mountain peaks.

Chen Tianhong didn't see much clearly, and found that the white clouds suddenly fell sharply, and soon landed on a green jade immortal platform. In the center of Sendai is a grand hall decorated in black and white, with three large green characters written on the plaque, "Blue Jade Altar", which are pasted from pieces of broken jade.

There is no one on Sendai.

Xue Yan glanced at Elder Mingzhu, Elder Mingzhu nodded slightly, and Xue Yan Imperial Sword left Sendai.

Elder Mingzhu said, "Let's go directly to the temple." ”

"Oh!"

This was the first time Elder Mingzhu had spoken since he left the academy, and it was also the first time that Chen Tianhong had made a faint voice. The foal followed, and Elder Pearl didn't stop him. Chen Tianhong also forgot to stop it.

Walking into the main hall, Chen Tianhong didn't dare to raise his head from beginning to end, his two hands were clenched tightly and placed in front of his lower abdomen. Beads of sweat dripped from the palms of his hands, and they were wet. There was a rumbling in my head, and I couldn't perceive anything. There was a buzzing in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything. Trembling and shaking.

For a moment, he felt like he had collapsed to the ground.

Suddenly, a palm pressed on his right shoulder, and then there seemed to be a blowing wind, and his whole body suddenly relaxed. Suddenly, the mind is clear, and the ears are bright. Suddenly, there were hundreds of eyes looking at him, and he didn't dare to raise his head now, and his head was lower and lower.

One person said loudly: "Master, there are thirteen people in the pride of heaven selected this time. Now that all of them have arrived, please invite the master to preside over the 'Apprenticeship Ceremony'. ”

A loud voice said: "'Phoenix' and 'Qiqi' are the fifth and sixth disciples I have already selected. The other eleven people, all the senior brothers and brothers have also discussed it early, and all kinds of red tape can be omitted and directly claimed. ”

After a pause, he continued: "As for this young man who has just obtained the qualification, I don't know that senior brother and junior brother intend to take it under the door and cultivate it carefully?"

As soon as these words came out, no one responded, and he continued: "I have already accepted the six major disciples, and there is only one place left for the closed disciple. ”

Still no one responded.

The atmosphere in the hall is a little mysterious. However, for Chen Tianhong, it is no different.

After a long time, one of them said leisurely: "In my opinion, that little white horse is not bad." It's a pity that there is only one livestock. ”

Chen Tianhong understood this.

The loud voice continued: "Could it be that there really isn't a senior brother who can afford it?"

Someone said: "Brother Zhang, in my opinion, since this person can rely on a pen, he can directly enter the Qingyun Monument from obscurity." It's better to send him to the study hall and be an inner disciple. ”

"What Senior Brother Rongchuang said is also a solution. However, I have said in advance that this son is the one who has fulfilled the bet between the Buddha and the Buddha. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the fact that I only had one seat left, I really wouldn't have given in. ”

One person: "The muscles and bones are like rust, the meridians are occluded, and there is such a strange qualification, and there is a pair of skins." The effort of a pen alone does not explain anything. ”

"In our generation, Senior Brother Wanke's ability to recognize people is unique and unparalleled. Senior brother's words, I'm afraid that the coffin is decided. ”

The person who spoke stood up and walked up to Chen Tianhong. Chen Tianhong suddenly felt that a majestic peak was overwhelmed, and he was simply a small ant.

"That's it!" The benevolent voice sighed again and again, and said with a wry smile: "Those who cultivate the Tao pay attention to luck. Since this is the case, the old man bet the treasure of the closed disciple on this young man. ”

"Ahh

Hundreds of exclamations erupted. Fortunately, it quickly calmed down.

"This 'heavy jade' was obtained when I was young. It just so happens that this jade is the token of the closed disciples, and the name of this jade is the road number of the closed disciples. It just so happened that the ancestor passed down a 'Chongming Sutra' as the supernatural method that my closed disciple majored in. ”

At this moment, standing in front of the people like mountains, Chen Tianhong was already dizzy, and the voice he heard in his ears was blurred again. Only the word "Chongming" lingers in my ears.

After a while, a pair of warm and dry hands slowly broke away from his clenched hands, and the sweat in the palms of his hands seemed to be holding a handful of clear water. The pair of dry hands gently put a piece of jade in the sweat of the palm, and the jade swayed in the sweat. Place a carefully revised wooden box in the palm of your hand.

"Xuanwu!"

"The disciple is here!"

"You take the Seventh Senior Disciple to Chongming Peak and supervise him to complete the task of being a disciple of the 'Three Years of Retreat'. ”

"Disciple commands!"

"Qinglong, you are a senior brother, and the responsibility is heavier. The cultivation homework of the fifth and sixth junior sisters will be supervised by you. ”

"Disciple commands!"

"The young disciple stepped down, and I have something to discuss with the elders. ”

Chen Tianhong felt that there were many people walking by, and all the mocking eyes fell on him. After a while, someone stretched out a big fat hand and gently lifted him from under the armpit to take him out of the main hall.

The whole person was dazed, and once again flew in the air. This time, though, it's standing on a sword. The foal clings to the side.

Looking at the trembling flying sword, Chen Tianhong blurted out: "Will it fall!"