A deafening sound of bells passed into everyone's ears, as if it had pierced the eardrums. Every sound was like a knock in people's minds. Some people with low cultivation levels were unable to bear it for a moment and involuntarily covered their heads.
It hit his ears. But for Qin Lang, who had the lowest level of cultivation, such bells only made him slightly uncomfortable.
He knew that this was the Qinghai Sect's display of its own strength, which gave these disciples who had not officially joined the Qinghai Sect a deep shock. But those standing on both sides of the hall were smiling with pride.
After a few bells, the entire hall finally returned to normal. Qin Lang looked around, but Li Fei's voice rang in his ears: "The sect master is coming soon. You should behave well and see which peak hall you can enter."
It’s up to you.”
Qin Lang was shocked and knew that the most critical moment had come. He had the lowest cultivation level. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be pushed around like a ball. Although this pair of Qin Lang, who had always been more shameless than the city wall, was shocked.
It's not a big blow to Lang, but it doesn't sound good if you say it out loud. So, I have to fight for it no matter what, but I don't know how the Qinghai Sect selects its disciples.
Just as Qin Lang was thinking about it, the hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone was facing the same direction and lowered their heads slightly, as if they were welcoming the arrival of someone.
When Qin Lang and others saw this situation, they all imitated the others and bowed their heads respectfully in that direction.
Sure enough, in that direction, the space was distorted, and a crack was created out of thin air. There seemed to be countless spatial turbulences in the crack that were constantly strangulating. Qin Lang's eyes condensed. He seemed to be in such a scene.
Qin Lang thought of his experience at the bottom of the mysterious lake. At that time, he seemed to be in a twisted space. The cracks in the space in front of him were somewhat similar, but they were reduced countless times.
A figure slowly walked out from the crack in the space. It was an elegant figure, dressed in a dark blue robe, with an extremely young face. It looked extremely delicate, but that face made people feel...
A very strange feeling, as if I have seen it somewhere, but also as if I have never seen it before. When I opened my eyes, this person was indeed standing there, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I forgot about that face.
It's such a person, you can't feel any fluctuations in cultivation from him, but just standing there, it gives people a feeling of being unattainable.
Such a discovery made Qin Lang extremely shocked. He couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart. Is this the leader of the Qinghai Sect? It's really terrifying. Such people are truly strong. The Cao Pi he met back then was different from the person in front of him.
In comparison, the fluorescence is just average compared to the brightness of the sun and the moon.
Almost all the people in the hall had the same idea as Qin Lang. Those geniuses who once shone like the bright moon in their own countries, only when they arrived at the Qinghai Sect did they truly realize their own insignificance, and at the same time they also had a deeper understanding of the path to immortality.
yearning, everyone looks forward to one day becoming as strong as the sect master.
With such an appearance, the Qinghai Sect has unknowingly planted a seed in the hearts of every disciple who is about to join the Qinghai Sect. Will this seed break out of the ground and grow into a towering tree, or will it grow into a giant tree?
Whether they struggle and die in the soil depends on the fate of these new disciples.
The figure finally walked out of the crack, and the crack in the space behind him gradually narrowed, and finally disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared.
Everyone in the hall lowered their bodies, bowed slightly, and shouted in unison: "Greetings to the sect leader."
"Yes." The leader of the Qinghai Sect agreed softly, looking at the people in the middle of the hall with a smile, as if a father had seen his children, and as if he was remembering some unforgettable past events.
In fact, a long time ago, every time a new disciple wanted to join the Qinghai Sect, the sect leader did not need to personally preside over it. The sect leader of the Qinghai Sect had to take care of everything. Not only did he have a lot of affairs to deal with, but more importantly, he had to practice. After all, the sect leader
Lord is the embodiment of a sect's strength. If the dignified sect leader does not have the strength to show off, it will not only be difficult to convince the public within the sect, but also difficult to speak among different sects.
The current sect leader was originally named Gu Feng and was known as Feng Daozi. Feng Daozi entered the Qinghai Sect from a small country a few years ago. In the following hundreds of years, he practiced step by step and grew into a Qinghai Sect.
The master of a sect. So every time a new person joins the Qinghai Sect, Feng Daozi will take time out of his busy schedule to personally preside over it. Because he can see himself hundreds of years ago from the faces of these young people.
Feng Daozi looked at the younger generation in the hall and smiled slightly: "Since you are here, it means that you are all the most outstanding geniuses in your respective countries, the best. But that is already your past glory.
, from now on, you are just an ordinary Qinghai Sect disciple. Above you, there are many brothers and sisters from the same sect, as well as elders from various sects. Therefore, you must put aside the arrogant mentality of the past and be down-to-earth.
Do you really have the awareness to start from scratch?"
Feng Daozi's words struck everyone's heart like a bell. This was not only a torture for these young disciples who were about to join the sect, but also a spur to everyone in the sect.
The young disciples in the main hall heard Feng Daozi's deep expectations for himself and others in Feng Daozi's words. The voice was as refreshing as the spring breeze, and every word fell on his heart. Suddenly
One by one, they knelt on the ground in unison, with passion in their eyes, and shouted: "Disciples will definitely live up to the high expectations of the sect leader."
But Qin Lang did not kneel down completely. There was a golden light flashing in the depths of his mind. Feng Daozi's words reached his ears, just like the voices of ordinary people, although there was an inexplicable thought.
Qin Lang felt like he wanted to kneel down to Feng Daozi, but he didn't completely surrender. Mo Guyun once said that if a man has gold under his knees, he can worship heaven and earth and kneel down to his parents. Even if Feng Daozi is the master of a sect, he can't do it.
Qin Lang completely surrendered and knelt down.
However, Qin Lang still bent his knees and leaned down along with everyone, but he used his hands to push his body slightly up, so that his knees did not touch the floor.
A strange light flashed in Feng Daozi's eyes, and he soon smiled and said: "Everyone, get up. Next, we will see your performance. Lords of the various peaks, you can start selecting disciples."
After Feng Daozi finished speaking, he took a step back and stopped talking. At the same time, a middle-aged man walked up to the crowd. This man was wearing a blue robe like Feng Daozi, but the color was slightly lighter.
This man's name is Ma Gaofeng. Although he looks only middle-aged, his identity is an inner sect elder of the Qinghai Sect, and he has a very high status within the sect.
Ma Gaofeng looked around the crowd and said with a smile: "The Qinghai Sect has five main peaks, and there are hundreds of peaks below it. There are nearly ten thousand disciples. Each disciple is a genius selected from a million. They have all gone through layers of selection.
, was finally selected into our Qinghai Sect and became a member of the sect. Today, our Qinghai Sect finally added a new member, and the sect’s strength has further improved.”
When Qin Lang and others heard this, their eyes showed shock. They had always thought that there would not be too many disciples in the Qinghai Sect. After all, for ordinary people, it would be difficult to break through to the God Refining Realm before the age of twenty.
It is a bit too difficult. Even I and others, who are called the proud sons of heaven, have actually worked hard and experienced a lot of hardships to reach this point. But now they are told that in the Qinghai Sect
There are nearly ten thousand disciples inside, which means that the talent that they are proud of has become in vain here.
Thinking of this, these proud men finally let go of the last trace of arrogance deep in their hearts, and completely regarded themselves as ordinary people.
This is an end point but also a starting point.
It is the starting point of the path to immortality.