Recently, a master came to Hongjing County and wanted to accept disciples in Hongjing City. This incident spread so much in just three days and was well known to everyone.

This master was a sloppy old Taoist priest in a ragged-looking appearance, dressed in a very ragged Taoist robe. He lived in the abandoned monk temple outside the county town. He looked like a wandering wild Taoist priest who had nowhere to live. In fact, at the beginning, everyone thought so. Two beggars who also regarded the old City God Temple as a nest and spoke ill at him, spitting at him, and spitting dirty water on him. He didn't care. Until a few days later, a group of robbers were ambushing a slut in a squad near the monk temple and met him by chance. He spitted a few magic tricks in his hand.

The robbers were killed completely, and he didn't say much to the rescued escort team, but he still returned to the ruined temple alone. The escort head was also a wise man. He knew that he had met a real paranormal, so he asked with a tribute to the ruined temple and came to the ruined temple to thank him, but the man ignored him. The beggar who lived in the ruined temple was still thinking about how to drive the man out. Seeing that the escort head was coming to thank him, the leg was so scared that he crawled over and kowtowed to apologize. The man also didn't care. The escort had to leave with thanks, and the beggars also respected the strange Taoist as a god.

The matter was spread to the county town that day, and then Xie Dahu in the county town brought his hysterical son to beg the old Taoist priest. His son had some problems with his urination since childhood. He had not known how many famous doctors, monks and Taoist priests had been searching for many years. For this reason, he didn't know how much gold, silver and money had been scattered, but he didn't know how much money he had scattered. He just tried it when he had no way out, but unexpectedly the old Taoist priest just waved his mouth a few times. The son who had been drowsy suddenly woke up, and he could jump all over the ground and ran around. He immediately made Xie Dahu fainted with joy.

There were quite a few people who followed him to watch the fun. When they came back, they spread the old Taoist priest to such a magical way. The ruined temple was surrounded by a steady stream of people, but the old Taoist priest cast a few spells, and those people could only wander around at the entrance of the temple, but they could not enter the ruined temple no matter how they did.

The next thing that came was the master of the Taoist temple of Tianshi in the county and the abbot of the Pure Land Zen Temple. Naturally, they would not be subject to the magic that blocks ordinary people, or follow the rules of the world. They all came to meet this sloppy old Taoist. Of course, no one knew what the specific process was, but after they came out, they praised the old Taoist, especially the master of Tianshi Temple. They were almost admired by this sloppy old Taoist. When they talked to others in private, they all said that whether it was casual explanations of the Taoist scriptures or the profound and mysterious cultivation of Taoist Dharma, they were all unaware of it when he was practicing on Longhu Mountain. He was indeed a Taoist master who played the world.

But why did this master suddenly appear and stay near the small town of Jingbei? Of course, both of them asked this question, and the old Taoist's answer was indeed very strange, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was a deep sense of meaning in it: before he became enlightened, he joked that if he had achieved success in practicing Taoism, he would accept his descendants from his old friends to teach his disciples a magical body, but the old friend had already died and had not left behind any descendants. He only knew that the old friend's ancestral home was in the area of ​​Hongjingcheng. The details were long unverified, so he planned to come here to select ten disciples to complete this childhood joke.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused a huge sensation in Hongjing County, especially for some young people who were unwilling to be ordinary. Although the Pure Land Zen Temple and the Tianshi Sect are open to the public, it is naturally impossible to become a monk or Taoist priest to practice, not to mention those people who are not the best in the world. How can they compare to such mysterious masters with unpredictable origins and strange behaviors, and can conquer the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism with their hands? I don’t know how many legends and gossips have long praised such masters to be unparalleled in the world, making people fascinated. Now this great opportunity given by heaven is placed in front of everyone, how can people not be excited?

So in just three days, hundreds of people gathered outside the dilapidated temple to wait for the masters to come out to choose disciples. Some sat cross-legged and silently expressed their concentration, endurance and extraordinary spirit, some recited Buddhist scriptures loudly to show their solid foundation, and some fought several times. In short, all kinds of people showed their magical powers. There were also small vendors selling steamed buns, cooked cakes and drinking water, and some provided tents and bedding to rent, making the entrance of the dilapidated temple lively like a market. This was only revealed on the surface, and there were countless people who were raising their energy in other places and secretly looking for ways.

I don’t know if the time has come or if I am really annoyed by these ordinary people at the door, today the master finally walked out of the ruined temple accompanied by Yun Pass, the master of the Heavenly Master Guanguan, and announced that he would choose his disciple today.

This is the first time most people here have seen this legendary master. He was over fifty years old, with a hunched figure, and his messy gray hair and beard were not taken care of. He was crisscrossed with wrinkles on his old face. A shabby Taoist robe was so rotten that it was almost impossible to tell whether it was found randomly in the garbage dump. If it was placed elsewhere, even if it was in a teahouse and a restaurant, it would only be blasted out. But in the eyes of hundreds of people who have been waiting outside the temple for a long time, this is exactly what the master should look like. Especially some of them with eyes and keen feelings, they could vaguely feel a strange look from the glances of this master. It was a combination of indifference and vicissitudes, as if they were looking up at the people above, which was even more admirable.

When the master spoke again, his calm and indifferent voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and it spread directly within a radius of a hundred feet: "The old Taoist Lingshanzi came here specially for the promise of his old friends in the past, and wanted to select ten disciples from this Hongjing City to practice Taoism with me. The old Taoist originally wanted to act in secret, but accidentally revealed his teachings, which attracted so many people. Then the old Taoist was no longer in the overseas Chinese, so he asked me directly, would he be willing to practice Taoism with me?"

"Of course I'm willing!"

"I wish to follow the Taoist master to practice Taoism!"

"I wish to serve with all my heart and be a cow and horse!"

All kinds of answers gathered into a tsunami of sounds. Some people, especially those standing outside, were afraid that their voices would not reach the ears of this paradise. They even wanted to shout.

The long cloud passage standing next to Lingshanzi was also a little confused under the huge sound. It was not just because of the loudness of the sound, but because of the feeling of response from a high place. The desire, fanaticism, and contempt that came from all directions really made people feel floating. No matter how silently recited the "Qing Jing Sutra" in his heart, he could not erase the longing thoughts that emerged from deep in his heart. He glanced at Lingshanzi beside him. But he saw that the old Taoist's face was still cold and indifferent, just like watching a group of ants and mosquitoes roaring.

Sure enough, this is the true style of a master. He has truly reached the state of freedom that is praised by the world without persuading the world without being discouraged. Master Yuntong could not help but feel sincere admiration. He had already experienced this master's profound cultivation in Taoism, so he took the initiative to ask to come and watch the master's disciples. At this moment, he saw this true state of honor and disgrace again, and his admiration in his heart came to twelve points.

"But the old Taoist also explains it to you here. As the saying goes, the way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven regards all things as straw dogs. This road to cultivation and enlightenment is not a smooth road. The old Taoist lineage pays more attention to the survival of things and seeks a glimmer of life and secrets from heaven. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of death. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life of death. If you want to live a more stable life, it is better to go back and work hard. Follow the old Taoist to cultivate immortality, your life may not be yourselves."

The words of the old Taoist Lingshanzi cooled down a little. Many people looked at each other, only hearing about the sinister world of the world. Never heard of the sinister world of immortals. Whether it is the Pure Land Zen Temple or the Heavenly Master, even if it is difficult to enter a little true teaching, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard you live, you may not lose your life. But after a moment, someone shouted: "Immortals say this great good! This is the unbreakable truth between heaven and earth! This world is the prey of the weak. The strong are born and the weak die. Instead of being mediocre, being killed by bandits and natural disasters at any time, and being bullied and ravaged by those with high martial arts skills, it is better to fight with others and fight with heaven!"

This seems to make sense, and it makes people gathered here to wait for their own family to resonate with a slight resonance in their hearts. The people around them couldn't help but turn their eyes to the person who was talking. They saw a boy of sixteen or seventeen, dressed in shabby clothes, with a flexible look on his face, and he looked smart and intelligent, but there was an injustice and hostility between his voice and his expression when he was talking. The old Taoist Lingshanzi, who was standing at the temple gate, nodded slightly and said, "Okay, this boy's heart and wisdom are just in line with my wish."

After saying that, the old Taoist Lingshanzi stretched out his hand and a ball of golden light fell on the young man's body and turned into a set of golden armor. Then the young man floated up in the air and flew to him. The young man's face was still ecstatic as if he was in a dream, and he still had a little clever mind. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the old Taoist Lingshanzi: "Master is here, please bow to your disciple."

The old Taoist Lingshanzi didn't say anything, and didn't even smile on his face. He just waved his hand slightly to let the young man stand aside. Others watched in amazement as the great opportunity fell on the young man, and were envious and jealous, but more of them were regretting why they didn't think about responding to Xianchang's words, and why did they fail to understand the ultimate truth of the world? Many people immediately frowned and racked their brains to think hard, to see if they could come up with some amazing sentences to make themselves stand out.

Unfortunately, the old Taoist Lingshanzi did not mean to continue talking to these people. With a wave of his hand, the crowd that was originally crowded together was divided into a great road by inexplicable force. He walked forward, and seemed unhappy, but in a few steps, he walked out of the circle surrounded by hundreds of people, leaving only one sentence: "I have said that if there are those who are not afraid of death and want to worship the old Taoist as his teacher, please follow us."

The young man who was selected by the old Taoist Lingshanzi suddenly jumped up and followed the old Taoist behind with a golden armor. At this time, the people around him woke up like a dream and followed him to the back. Hundreds of people gathered into a dragon of different sizes, following the old Taoist in one direction, and many servants who were watching for others ran around to notify their masters.

In an instant, the gate of the crowded temple was empty. The Yuntang man standing alone at the door looked at the far away with a strange look. The old Taoist Lingshanzi said something seemed to make some sense at first. But he also gave him a very inappropriate feeling, and he couldn't think of anything for a moment. He could only belong to this kind of paranormal who played the game and pretended to be amazing words to scare these people who were seeking the Tao. Looking at the crowd gradually fading away, the Yuntang man could only pick up the tricks and recite the spells and use the magical practice method, and also followed behind.

The old Taoist Lingshanzi seemed to be walking slowly in front of him, but in fact his speed was so fast that ordinary people could barely follow him. Not long after, a small part of the people following behind could not keep up. He stopped and sat on the ground. Only some of the martial arts masters could continue running. From time to time, some people rushed from other places to join the team. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came. Some people came up on horseback, and there were also many vacant horses with them. It seemed that they were sent by those servants and servants to the masters in the team.

"A lot of treacherous people! Everyone uses their legs. What do you think of riding a horse?"

"Don't pay attention to these people. This journey is undoubtedly a test for the immortal chief. Even if these opportunistic and bullying others, they can only be spectators. The immortal chief recruits disciples to test their character and character, not family wealth."

"Follow closely. Don't block the way ahead. If you can't run, get out of the way!"

No matter how the people followed, the old Taoist Lingshanzi in front seemed to be slow, but in fact, he walked very quickly, and the route he walked began to deviate from the road and headed towards the wilderness. The road gradually became more and more difficult to walk. In some places, horses could not run, and ordinary people without martial arts were difficult to keep up. More and more people were left behind. The rest were either those with martial arts, or those with light body and strong body and extremely tough will. The young man who was selected by Lingshanzi in the past could always follow the old Taoist. Seeing that he turned his head from time to time, he looked at the look behind him, it was not difficult, as if the golden armor was leading him to run. This situation also inspired the people following him.

Finally, before walking out of a valley more than 30 miles away, Old Taoist Lingshanzi stopped. At this time, only a hundred people could follow him. The Old Taoist's eyes swept over the more than 100 people panting and nodded slightly.

"You are good at being able to persevere all the way. However, the old Taoist said that he only selected ten people, and there was a test set by the old Taoist. There was a strange mountain surrounded by thick fog in this valley. The nine people who climbed up were the disciples of the old Taoist." The old Taoist Lingshanzi stretched out his hand and found that the valley was full of thin fog. One of them was not too big, and a hill that was only fifty or sixty feet long at most appeared in it. "But the old Taoist still had something to say before. The fog in the mountains was thick, and it was unpredictable. It was more likely that someone would secretly harm others when competing for rankings. The old Taoist would never interfere in the process. No matter what method, as long as the person who could reach the top first was the winner. Therefore, once you enter this mountain, life and death are unpredictable. Whether you go or not, think carefully."

Those who could follow here all the way naturally had already recognized this path, not to mention that the young man who was included in the extraordinary was still standing not far away, wearing golden armor and face without blushing, making people feel jealous, so someone immediately replied with angrily: "Don't worry, Immortal, I am determined to seek Taoism. What is a mere danger? If you ask for peace, go back to farm~! If you can't take a try in life, you deserve to be killed and rotten in the mud and feed insects!"

One person spoke, and then followed with the clamor. Suddenly, there was a wave of fighting spirit and enthusiasm. However, this follow-up did not make Lingshan's old Taoist say anything that would be an exception. He just waved his hand and said lightly: "Then you go, I will wait for the nine people who will first climb to the top of the mountain."

Hundreds of people rushed into the misty valley in a swarm, leaving only a dozen people with a look of nervousness and hesitation on the spot. Most of these are rich children who are leading horses, so they naturally have to cherish their lives.

The old Taoist Lingshanzi didn't look at the people left, and followed them into the valley. The young man in golden armor followed closely behind. As soon as he stepped into the valley, their figures disappeared into the mist. The hesitant people wanted to follow the valley to take a look, but found that as soon as they walked into the seemingly thin fog, they would inexplicably lose their direction, and after a few steps, they would find that they had walked out again. Knowing that the formation restrictions had been set by the immortals, these people stood there and complained dejectedly, and they could only retreat in disappointment.

Not far away, the expression of Yuntongman who saw all this was becoming more and more strange. He was increasingly unable to understand the behavior of this senior Lingshanzi. If he said the previous words were just casual jokes, now it seems that this behavior really exudes a bit unusual.

This valley is not too far from Hongjing County. He has been here several times. Of course, there is no strange hill. The mist that fills the valley is indeed a Taoist sect maze arranged by profound techniques, but it reveals a faint ominous breath, and the thick and gloomy flesh and blood energy is mixed with a cold and fishy smell - it is the demonic aura emitted by monsters.

Could it be that this senior Lingshanzi tamed some monsters in this valley? Did he use monsters to choose and test his disciples? Is it true that he said that he was worried about his life? After hesitating for a moment, Yuntang people still stepped into the mist of the valley.
Chapter completed!