Although tomorrow is the official time for the Zhulan Mountains Sect Conference, before noon today, the Zhulan Temple was surrounded by people, and at least tens of thousands of cultivators with their cultivation level above the Dan Killing Stage gathered in the Zhulan Temple.

The Zhulan Temple is indeed very large, but in the eyes of Su Wending and others, although it is very large, it can only accommodate about ten thousand people. As Mao Dingyin said, the reason why the Zhulan Temple can accommodate more than 30,000 people is the countless houses and buildings around the Zhulan Temple.

According to Mao Dingyin, these houses and buildings are all cultivators of the Zhulan Mountains who admire the Holy Dragon. Most of them are built by casual cultivators, and most of them still live on it, in order to be able to be blessed by God one day and be lucky to become the introductory disciple of the Holy Dragon!

"The Holy Dragon Venerable publicly announced the acceptance of disciples a hundred years ago!" Guo Yunjie looked at Su Wending and others with a smile, and said lightly, "To this day, in a hundred years, the Holy Dragon Venerable has accepted almost twenty people to become his disciples! Moreover, by now, all of these twenty people have become super masters of Mahayana cultivation! Therefore, because of this, the cultivators in the Zhulan Mountains hope that the Holy Dragon Venerable can accept them as disciples, because everyone knows that becoming the Holy Dragon Venerable's disciple means that they can become super masters of Mahayana Tribulation Period!"

"This, isn't this too amazing? I have accepted twenty disciples in a hundred years, and all twenty disciples have become cultivators in the Mahayana stage?" Su Wending and Lu Feng and others around him looked at Guo Yunjie in surprise, "He accepted disciples according to his qualifications, right? Most of the disciples he received must be cultivators with good talent and high understanding!"

Guo Yunjie smiled faintly, shook her head slightly, and said, "It's not like this. The Holy Dragon Venerable accepts disciples, only depends on fate. Of course, those who can become his disciples generally have extraordinary insight and ability! But it is also a bit special, because among these twenty Holy Dragon Venerables, there are at least four or five people, all of whom are qualified below the Blue Spiritual Root Talent, and their understanding may not be good. Because there was once a yellow Spiritual Root Cultivator, known as the No. 1 waste in the Zhulan Mountains, became the Holy Dragon Venerable's disciple!"

The most desolate in the Zhulan Mountains? Su Wending's face changed slightly. The word "waste" reminded him of many things. Thinking about himself, wasn't he also known as one of the wastes in the Chuling Mountains at the time? He and his senior brother Zhu Wentong were called Yunqing and his double desolate, but now, Su Wending couldn't help but shake his head, and his face felt quite sighing.

"Ahem, Master, pay attention to your identity. We are now cultivators of the Tianying Sect!" Seeing Su Wending's sigh-like look, Lu Feng, who was standing next to Su Wending, coughed softly and blinked at Su Wending quietly.

"Oh, yes!" Su Wending suddenly realized, nodded to Lu Feng, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, but the skin on my face feels a little awkward! Wait, I will adjust my emotions and try to pretend to be fierce. Xiao Guo, don't be restrained, continue to talk about this Holy Dragon Venerable. Oh, that, seniors, you don't have to be careful when you walk. Now we are evil people, don't be afraid of anyone, you can be as fierce as you want!"

Hua Wenlan glared at Su Wending angrily, shook her head gently, feeling angry but funny at Su Wending's ferocious look that was pretending to be.

"What are you looking at? I didn't feel your feet that are ashamed of mine. Get out of here! Don't disturb the uncle's interest!" Su Wending made a quick decision and did it as soon as he said, but he didn't know who was stepping on his feet. Su Wending immediately looked straight and stared at a cultivator standing beside him with a fierce look on his face. The cultivator was stunned. He looked at Su Wending's soles on his feet and frowned. He was about to speak, but he saw Su Wending and the dozen or so cultivators with fierce faces around him swallowing anger. The cultivator looked at Su Wending with anger and turned around and entered the crowd in front of him, and disappeared.

"It is very difficult to become the disciple of the Holy Dragon Venerable, almost impossible!" Guo Yunjie looked at each other with Hua Wenlan and others around her, covered her mouth and laughed, and continued to Su Wending with a smile, "In the past hundred years, only twenty people have become disciples of the Holy Dragon Venerable, and one in five years on average! But you must know that there are not 100,000 cultivators who come to Zhulan Mountain and go to Zhulan Temple to try their luck every year! There are only 20 cultivators who can become disciples of the Holy Dragon Venerable, which is already a very difficult thing!"

"Also, the Holy Dragon Venerable has rarely seen each other in several years!" Facing the incredible gazes of Su Wending and Lu Feng and others around him, Guo Yunjie smiled faintly and continued to speak, "Anyway, there are many people who want to become the disciples of the Holy Dragon Venerable, which has created the prosperity and excitement of the Zhulan Temple today. This also led to the fact that there is only one sect in Zhulan Mountain since the Zhulan Temple went up!"

"Then when will we meet this legendary Saint Dragon Venerable? That would be a very lucky thing!" Su Wending curled his lips, looked at Guo Yunjie with a smile, and said, "You describe this ancestor as such a legend, I really have the urge to see him!"

"I heard, do you want to see me?" The voice came from the side with the smell of alcohol. Su Wending frowned, and Lu Feng and others beside him couldn't help but reach out to cover his mouth. Turning his head, Su Wending looked at the drunken and ragged old man suddenly appeared beside him, with a surprised face.

"Who are you?" Su Wending waved to the old man angrily and said impatiently, "Where you go, I don't have time to pay attention to you, a beggar. Really, when will the sect conference in the Zhulan Mountains allow you to go up the mountain?"

Although Su Wending's tone seemed very unkind, he was just a joke. He could see that the old man standing beside him was ragged and his body was emitting a scent of alcohol mixed with other stenchy smells, but the old man's cultivation level was still solid in his body.

"Who am I? I am, Hiccuper... Saint Dragon Venerable, the person you are looking for!" The old man raised his foot, walked and shook his feet three times, looked at Su Wending with a smile, came to Su Wending, and said, "What, aren't you just wanting to find me to become a disciple? Give me a hundred purple rays and I will accept you as my disciple, how about it?"

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