Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 46 Bamboo Forest Mountain

At this time in the side hall, the Eight Peaks Peak Master and the head Li Zhenren were both in place.

"Bai Ningshuang naturally wants to enter Tianxing Peak, such a good qualification, it would be a waste if you don't come to Tianxingfeng!" Tianxing Peak's peak master stood up and said.

The peak master of Mo Xiefeng sneered: "It seems that I, Mo Xiefeng, won the top prize in the last competition, so it should be my peak who should be selected first."

The owner of Mingyue Pavilion disagreed: "Bai Ningshuang should naturally enter my Mingyue Pavilion. Only my Mingyue Pavilion has the most suitable exercises for women!"

"It's obviously the most suitable for my Lingxi Stream. Bai Ningshuang is a single-type water spirit root, and the water-type exercises in my Lingxi Stream are the most suitable."

Some people blushed and had thick necks, while others sat alone in silence.The peak master of Zhulin Mountain is a fierce-looking big man. He is frowning and thinking, thinking of the voice transmission given to him by his master Ming Yangzi, and asking him to accept a new disciple named Liu Qinghuan.He had secretly explored that young man before, and his spiritual roots and roots could only be regarded as ordinary, and he did not understand why Ming Yangzi named him.

However, when the master ordered, the apprentice had to obey.He is now thinking about how to get this disciple over without a trace.

I heard that there has been a stage of arguing over there, and in the end, the Lord of Lingxi Stream won.Although each peak competes for disciples with good aptitude, they will still provide the path of cultivation that is best for their development based on the situation of each other.

As soon as the Zhulin Mountain Master moved in his heart, he yawned and stood up: "You still have more to finish! Quickly call the new disciples in, and the selection is over. I don't care, I only have a dozen places in Zhulin Mountain this time. , I'm too lazy to ink with you here for a few hours, I want to choose first!"

Seeing that other people wanted to open their mouths to refute, he raised two long eyebrows and stared, and his already fierce face became more fierce: "I don't want that top one, I can choose whatever range is given to me, three white lines. One of the disciples, five of the two, and ten of the one!"

The head Li Zhenren finally said: "Then let Junior Brother Zuo choose first." As soon as these words came out, no one else objected.

Liu Qinghuan followed the others into the side hall and stood with the three new disciples with white lines. The girl named Bai Ningshuang was standing at the front.They saw a peak master with a few bamboo leaves embroidered on the hem of his mysterious clothes walking down, his eyes swept over them quickly.

After looking around for a while, the peak master quickly pointed to the crowd: "You, you, you, and you, come here." Seventeen people were selected in a row.

Liu Qinghuan was a little stunned. He didn't expect to be selected so quickly, so he stepped forward calmly.But I heard a peak master say: "Brother Zuo, did you choose one more person?"

The master of Zhulin Mountain raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, a disciple without a white pattern won't let me have one more? Otherwise, you can go to my master Ming Yangzi and complain!"

When the person who spoke out choked, he almost became so angry that he smoked: You are amazing if you have a backstage!He turned his eyes to the head Li Zhenren.

Li Zhenren reluctantly stroked his eyebrows and said: "Okay, Zhulin Mountain has always had few disciples for so many years, so if you have more, you should have one more. However, Junior Brother Zuo will take out a few jars of the bamboo marrow wine you brewed for everyone to taste. Just try it."

Bamboo pith wine in Zhulin Mountain is brewed with chalcedony bamboo core of more than [-] years old. It is elegant and refreshing, but it is extremely difficult to brew.

When I heard that there was a spirit wine, the others stopped talking. Only the owner of the Siyuan Building shook his head and said, "Brother Zuo, how about this disciple of the three white lines let me in the Siyuan Building?"

The Zhulin Mountain Master was stunned for a moment, and could not help but look at Liu Qinghuan again.He was astonished in his heart, is there anything different about this disciple, why did the master designate him, and even the people from Siyuan Building came to snatch it.

He made a puzzled expression: "Why is this? I think this disciple's aptitude is mediocre, why is Senior Brother Qu still arguing with me?"

The owner of Siyuan said lightly: "It's nothing, this trip to Haoyuan City, my disciple Yan Zhengfeng is also on the list. He came back and told me that he was very compatible with this little guy and asked me to accept him."

As soon as this statement came out, no one believed it.All the people in the room turned their attention to Liu Qinghuan and looked at him up and down.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the Jindan period cultivator's gaze carried a faint pressure, causing the sweat on his forehead to drop continuously.He lowered his head, thinking in his heart what the cultivator Yanji said.

"Well, this child's consciousness is quite strong, but he is a good seedling." One Leaf Viewer said thoughtfully.

"Hey, it's actually a growth-type spiritual root!" Someone finally found out, Liu Qinghuan only felt that his dantian was cold, and his spiritual root body image floated in the air in front of him.

Everyone was amazed, similar to what Yan Zhengfeng said at the beginning, they all said that the growth-type spiritual root can at least grow into a god.And when the cultivation base reaches the stage of God Transformation, spiritual roots are not so important. In short, it is a tasteless word.

In the end, the owner of Zhulin Mountain successfully accepted Liu Qinghuan under the weak will of the owner of Siyuan to compete. The 17 people followed him out of the hall, and a young man who was waiting outside the hall came up to him and saluted respectfully, "Lord of the mountain!"

The Bamboo Forest Mountain Master nodded: "Let's take these new disciples to do entry matters." After saying that, he glanced at everyone, raised his hand and waved a green bamboo and flew away.

Liu Qinghuan's expression moved slightly, and the mountain master's glance just fell directly on him.

"Junior brothers and sisters, under Zhuo Haiping, I'm in charge of guiding our new disciples in Zhulin Mountain this time." The young man smiled and said to everyone, "Junior brothers, can you introduce yourself?"

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, all of them are a little shy.Liu Qinghuan stepped forward and bowed his hands: "Senior brother, my name is Liu Qinghuan."

"Well, you are this year's three-dao white-patterned disciple. I heard that you are a growth-type spiritual root?" Zhuo Haiping asked.

Liu Qinghuan sneered: "It's just a tasteless spiritual root, senior brother laughed."

A boy with a monkey spirit and a monkey spirit jumped out and said, "Hello, Brother Zhuo, my name is Lin Guang.

Liu Qinghuan smiled secretly, the monkey spirit boy seemed to dislike Zhulin Mountain at the time, but he didn't expect to join Zhulin Mountain when he turned around.

Zhuo Haiping nodded with a smile.Starting with him, everyone came forward to introduce themselves one by one.At this time, I found that everyone has wood spirit roots.

The last one was the black fat boy, who smiled and said, "My name is Bai Fengming, hehe."

"You look so dark, your surname is Bai, haha." An eight or nine-year-old disciple said this outright, causing everyone else to laugh, and Bai Fengming laughed along with him: "My family farms in the countryside, and they go to the fields every day. Just got a tan, hehe."

"Then why did you go to the Immortal Ascension Conference?" Someone asked curiously.

Bai Fengming scratched his head: "That year, an old man with a white beard came to my village, and when he saw me, he insisted that I have something like that... Oh Linggen, you can cultivate into a god and want to accept me as a disciple. I refused, but my parents I thought it was good to be a god, so I asked me to go with him. I just went with him. How did I know that the old man was fighting with someone on the road and died all of a sudden, and I couldn't find the way back home, so I followed the road, When I got to a big city, I saw a lot of people queuing together, so I went to line up..."

After the call was finished, everyone looked sideways: What kind of dog, shit luck is this!To have entered the Wen Shi Sect, the great immortal sect, the cultivators in Haoyuan City who fought so hard to enter the sect would cry!

"Then why didn't you get a single white pattern in the trial?" Someone asked.

(End of this chapter)