Chapter 2 Apprenticeship
  The Xiaoyao Sect is located on the Bixiao Mountains.

Immortal mist lingers in the Bixiao Mountains all year round, and the temples of Xiaoyao Sect stand at the highest points of each peak. The mountainside is dotted like broken stars with the residences and training places of the disciples of each peak.

The Xiaoyao Sect Hall enshrines the ancestral tablets that have long since emerged. It is not usually open to the public. Only the sect leader Xiao Zhijian and a few elders can freely enter and leave here.

When the sect master or the elders of each peak want to accept a disciple, the sect hall will be open to the disciples, allowing the disciples to observe the apprenticeship ceremony and witness the new disciple's entry into the family tree.

The second elder, Ming Xu, was good at setting up formations. He took care of all the large and small forbidden formations and spells in Xiaoyao Sect. He also set up the forbidden spells around the sect hall. If the sect hall was to be opened on weekdays, he would always clear the formations.

Lu Wan happily ran to Mingxiao Peak and took Elder Mingxu, who was playing chess, to the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"Has the sect master finally been persuaded by the third elder to accept his nephew with the dual spiritual roots of wood and water as his disciple?" Mingxu leisurely raised his hand to unlock the forbidden spells around the sect hall, and led Lu Wanhe Xiao Wenxia walked into the hall.

At the same time that the forbidden spells around the ancestral hall were dispelled, the huge bell hanging in front of the ancestral hall shook and struck three thick bells.

Layers of ripples spread to the entire Bixiao Mountains with the giant bell as the center. The moment all the disciples who were not in retreat heard the three bells, they knew that the sect master was recruiting disciples again.

All the disciples were filled with doubts and curiosity, and immediately put down what they were doing and began to gather at the ancestral hall.

"No." Lu Wan pointed to the little Douding in her arms, "This is my little junior sister."

Elder Mingxu had just noticed the child in Lu Wan's arms, but because Xiao Wenxia had always been quiet and had no spiritual energy fluctuations in her body, Elder Mingxu didn't notice her at all and didn't care. Curious about her identity and origins.

Seeing Lu Wan pointing at her and calling her junior sister, Elder Mingxu finally opened his narrowed eyes.

"She?!" Elder Mingxu almost shouted, "Not only does this child have no spiritual roots and spiritual bones, but her physical aptitudes are also ridiculously poor. Why on earth did the sect leader accept her as his disciple?!"

"Even if you want to be an outer disciple of my Xiaoyao Sect, your qualifications must be at least Xuanpin or above, let alone a direct disciple of the sect master. You girl, don't make fun of me here." Elder Mingxu said, We must drive them out and close the gate of the ancestral hall again.

Hearing that the old man disliked her so much, Xiao Wenxia slowly sat up straight in Lu Wan's arms and stared at Elder Mingxu with her moist eyes.

【Mingxu? Is this the second elder who cultivated with the essence and blood of low-level monks? 】

Hearing Xiao Wenxia's heartfelt voice, the expression on Lu Wan's face froze for a moment.

Xiao Zhijian, who had just changed his clothes and arrived, also heard Xiao Wenxia's thoughts clearly.

He stepped into the hall and exchanged tacit glances with Lu Wan, but neither the master nor the disciple said anything, and their expressions remained as usual.

"Accepting her as my disciple is the result of my careful consideration. You don't need to say anything." Xiao Zhijian said the same thing in Xiaoyao Sect, and several elders followed his lead.

Seeing that Xiao Zhijian seemed determined to take over Xiao Wenxia, ​​Mingxu opened his mouth and said nothing more. He just took the genealogy from the formation behind the palace and handed it to Xiao Zhijian.

At this moment, the First Elder and the Third Elder arrived in a hurry, followed by a group of inner disciples who came to watch the sect leader accept a disciple.

These inner disciples are extremely curious.

What kind of genius is it that can make the sect leader who once said he would never accept any more disciples make an exception for him again?

The First Elder and the Third Elder had already learned about Xiao Wenxia's qualifications from Yun He and Lin Mingzi. At this time, both of them were feeling angry and their expressions were not very good.

"Sect Master, what do you mean by this? When my nephew wanted to become your disciple, you said you would no longer accept disciples. Why do you want to accept such a loser as your disciple now? Aren't you slapping my old man in the face?" The third elder said Qiu Jianping glared at Xiao Wenxia in Lu Wan's arms, as if looking at her lifelong enemy.

The eldest elder Fang Wenshui was somewhat tolerant and did not go to Xiao Wenxia. Instead, he pretended to be pitiful towards Xiao Zhijian: "I have pity on my son Fang Rong. He has followed the example of the sect master since he was a child. That year he wanted to become a disciple of you but was rejected. Afterwards, he was still depressed for a long time."

"This time you are recruiting a disciple again. He thought you were recruiting a genius with superior qualifications than him, but who would have known..."

Qiu Chu, the nephew of the third elder Qiu Jianping, and Fang Rong, the son of Fang Wenshui, were standing among the inner disciples watching. After hearing what the third elder and the first elder said, both of them were equally unwilling. At this time, the other inner disciples also figured out that the sect leader wanted to accept a human child with no spiritual roots as his disciple.

Xiao Wenxia felt terribly upset when he heard that one of them was a waste and the other was a genius.

In her previous life, she was a waste in the eyes of others, but even though she had no spiritual roots and mediocre qualifications, Xiao Wenxia still struggled to make a living for herself in the abyss of the Demon Realm.

Fortunately, in her previous life, she ate the magic fruit and obtained the body of a hundred refinements, and then she completely embarked on a smooth path of cultivation.

By the way, the body of hundreds of refinements.

Although Xiao Wenxia has no spiritual roots, he does have a spiritual platform.

She closed her eyes slightly and looked inside the altar, and saw a bright red bead hanging on the altar.

Seeing this bead, Xiao Wenxia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This bead is the magic fruit essence. As long as this bead is there, her hundred-refined body will still be there.

Even if she has no spiritual roots and extremely poor qualifications, her cultivation speed will be more than a hundred times that of these self-proclaimed genius monks.

Xiao Wenxia pretended to be scared and leaned into Lu Wan's arms, but in fact, he had already begun to operate the basic skills, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy at an extremely fast speed.

If spiritual energy could be seen with the naked eye, then people inside and outside the ancestral hall could see that the spiritual energy around the Bixiao Mountains was flowing into Xiao Wenxia's body at an abnormal speed.

[Why haven't you finished talking yet? If we keep talking, I will almost break through the Qi refining stage. 】

Xiao Zhijian, who was also annoyed by the First Elder and the Third Elder, suddenly heard the words of his young apprentice and was suddenly shocked.

He used his spiritual consciousness to scan Xiao Wenxia up and down, and saw that her body was indeed covered with a layer of light aura, and that aura was getting stronger.

But there was more that Xiao Zhijian failed to notice.

However, seeing that Xiao Wenxia was indeed about to break through the Qi refining stage, Xiao Zhijian's frown slightly relaxed, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

Seeing Lu Wan looking over, Xiao Zhijian nodded to her to reassure her.

"If you insist on accepting a disciple, then you might as well choose one between my nephew and the Fang family's daughter. This little girl can be accepted as a disciple by Lu Wan or another nephew. Wouldn't this arrangement get the best of both worlds?" The third elder said The abacus crackled.

Although the Great Elder was dissatisfied with the Third Elder for not forgetting to argue with him at this time, he still nodded and said, "I think what the Third Elder said is a good idea."

"You all say that my little disciple has no spiritual roots, poor aptitude, and cannot practice. But if she can draw Qi into her body with this constitution, what will you do?" Xiao Zhijian has directly called Xiao Wenxia's little disciple.

Qiu Chu and Fang Rong in the crowd heard this clearly, and both of them were jealous.

"With neither spiritual roots nor qualifications, how can she introduce Qi into her body?" Mingxu, who had never dared to interrupt, muttered at this time.

The disciples surrounding the ancestral hall echoed.

The first elder and the third elder even felt that the sect leader was ill and sought medical treatment.

The third elder shook his head helplessly, "Sect Master, if this little kid can draw Qi into his body in front of everyone, then I will no longer stop you from accepting disciples, and this Ten Thousand Treasures Universe Bag will be regarded as the disciple I gave her. Sorry, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)

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