Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 258 Are You Here To Participate In The Trial?
Yuan Shoucheng and Yuan Tiangang, the master and apprentice, rode their horses and whipped their whips, and galloped towards the foot of Taixuan Mountain in high spirits.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs dead horses, Taixuan Mountain seems to be very close to Chang'an City, but it takes an hour to ride a horse!
Fortunately, it is the season of October at this time, the weather has turned cold, and the roadsides are quite bleak.

Fallen leaves piled up, paving a golden avenue, riding a horse on it, even if it took an hour, it would not suffer from heat stroke.

The two came to the foot of the mountain and found that some people had already gathered here, making a lot of noise.

Holding a horsewhip in his hand, Yuan Tiangang pointed to a slightly vacant teahouse shed, and said, "Uncle, there are still vacancies here."

Yuan Tiangang looked around, and the tents in other places were already full, but there was only one place that was relatively vacant, so he nodded.

The two uncles and nephews got off their horses and led their horses to the teahouse.

At the entrance of the teahouse shed, there was an old man in high spirits, wearing gray single clothes, but lying on a deck chair, holding a fan, and he didn't know why he felt hot in autumn.

He opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said casually:

"The horse tethering stone is beside me, I tied the horse by myself, I don't care if it gets lost.

There is a tea set on the table, and there is a stove and firewood behind it. Do it yourself, don't bother me.

After a while, someone from the main gate will come and report your names, and someone will come to meet you. "

"Senior, are you from the Taixuan sect?"

Yuan Shoucheng saluted respectfully and asked.

Only then did the old man open his eyes, glanced at Yuan Shoucheng, did not answer the question, and said:

"You sent your nephew to participate in Taixuanzong's trial?"

Yuan Tiangang couldn't help laughing beside him.

Yuan Shoucheng was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He said with a natural expression: "Senior, I actually came here to try out."

The old man's eyes widened, and his black pupils could see clearly. He looked up and down Yuan Shoucheng in shock, and asked, "How old are you?"

"56."

"Be good, I'm already 56, why are you still dreaming of cultivating immortals?

The one next to you is your nephew, right?I think he is old enough! "

Yuan Tiangang hurriedly said beside him: "Old man, I am eighteen this year, am I too old?"

The old man snorted coldly, and said contemptuously: "Forget it, for the sake of being polite to you, I will show you mercy and tell you. My Taixuanzong has been passed down for thousands of years, and I only open the door to recruit disciples once in ten years.

You know, how difficult the road to immortality is!The disciples we recruit are naturally the younger the better, the younger the innate energy in the body is preserved the most complete, and it is easier to start cultivation. "

When Yuan Shoucheng heard this, he was also a little anxious. He had never heard of these words before, and Zhou Yin didn't say so much that day, and only asked him to come to participate in the trial.

"Senior, how old was the oldest person who participated in the trials?" Yuan Shoucheng was a little uneasy.

"The oldest one is no more than ten years old!" The old man said proudly, shaking his fan.

Yuan Tiangang turned pale with shock, and couldn't help touching his head, is he the oldest at this age?The threshold of this world of cultivating immortals is really high.

The old man looked at the appearance of the two of them, and asked in confusion: "No way? Why don't you even know this? Didn't the recommender tell you this?"

Yuan Shoucheng said embarrassingly: "That senior really didn't tell me so much, he just told me to come here today and wait for someone to pick me up to participate in the trial."

The gray-clothed old man smacked his lips and muttered, "I really don't know which elder is playing the piano."

"Senior, is there really an age limit for recruiting disciples?"

"That's not true. Since you have already obtained the recommended quota, you can naturally participate in the trial, but it's hard to say whether you can pass or not."

"Senior, what were the previous trials like?" Yuan Tiangang rolled his eyes and asked with a smile.

The old man sneered, "The content of each trial is different, and you still want to talk to me? But, listen to me, you still don't want to waste your energy. Participating in the trial is purely a waste of time. If I were you, I would fight now." How good would it be to go back home and live a normal life?"

After all, the old man stopped talking, closed his eyes again, reclined on the reclining chair, fanned himself, closed his eyes and meditated.

Yuan Tiangang was a little at a loss, looked at his uncle, and said in a hesitant tone: "Uncle Shoucheng, what should I do? I see that the surroundings seem to be mostly teenagers, and those adults should be their families. Bar?"

When Yuan Shoucheng heard this, he looked around. Under the other sheds, there were boys and girls preparing something, and those adults seemed to be servants or family members of boys and girls.

Of course, there are also a few lonely teenagers, probably because their families are relatively poor, and no one came to see them off.

"Tiangang, if you don't want to go, you can go back now."

When Yuan Tiangang heard what his uncle said, he shook his head and stopped mentioning it.

When it was close to noon, suddenly several people in red and white Taoist robes appeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Those who come to participate in Taixuanzong's trial, please come here."

A young man in the lead, holding a yellow brocade, said loudly to the crowd.

Everyone looked at these young Taoist priests' majestic appearance and extraordinary bearing, and they couldn't help but sigh in admiration. This Taixuanzong is indeed a sect of cultivating immortals, and the appearance of the disciples is so good-looking.

As soon as the words fell, a group of teenagers and girls came out one after another and stood in front of the young Taoist priest.

Wang Dadong looked at the boys and girls in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. The disciples who came to participate in the trial seemed to have good aptitude.

Ok?What's going on with this middle-aged uncle?

Wang Dadong frowned slightly, and said: "For those who are not participating in the trial, please step back and wait under the shed for the time being.

After the trial is over, I will tell you the result. "

Yuan Shoucheng didn't move at all. When he saw Wang Dadong looking at him, he even nodded and showed a friendly smile.

Wang Dadong was a little dazed. Is this uncle deaf or demented?
Why can't you understand your own words?
Wang Dadong didn't want to waste time, so he stretched out his hand, pointed at Yuan Shoucheng and said, "What about you, you go back to the shed first, don't delay the martial arts trial."

Yuan Shoucheng's smile froze. It turned out that he was talking about himself, but he was smiling just now to show his friendliness.

Yuan Shoucheng quickly said, "I also came to participate in the Taixuanzong entry trial."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell silent.

The boys and girls stared blankly at Yuan Shoucheng, and then burst into laughter.

　Will I be despised when I'm old?

　　Book friends, how old are you all?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)