In an open space a hundred feet away, a huge stone tablet was erected, with the three characters "Wuji Sect" written on it.
The font has flying dragons and phoenixes, gold hooks and silver strokes, and the aura it exudes is the same as the writing on the token. It is obviously written by the same person.
The stele in front of you is astonishingly big, several times larger than the one Han Bin built on the Star. The stele exudes rich spiritual energy, and it is obviously made with spiritual power. Such a large stele requires a lot of
It was hard for Han Bin to imagine the spiritual stone. This shows how rich and powerful the Wuji Sect is.
After the man in green clothes landed, he pointed to the steps outside the mountain range and said: "The sect is in front. My mission is completed and it's time to go back. Whether you can become an official disciple depends on your luck." After that,
He showed a weird smile, then dodged and flew through the air.
Hearing this, Han Bin's expression condensed, and his brows were filled with thoughts.
Xiao Hui, who had already entered Han Bin's body, couldn't help but say at this moment: "Boss, that person is very strong in cultivation. At least he is a cultivator in the late stage of divine transformation. I was in your body just now, and he had it when his spiritual consciousness swept over you.
It feels like being seen through. The monks on this planet are too perverted. If they find me, then..."
Han Bin smiled slightly and said without any worries: "This is not Sirius. They will not catch pets to refine the best compass. You don't have to worry. Even if they find you, does such a big sect still need to catch the disciples' pets? It's just that they find you.
, what does his last sentence mean? Could it be that even those who possess the Wuji Order cannot become formal disciples?"
Xiao Hui smiled bitterly and said: "I think it should be like this." He paused and then said: "It's useless for us to think about this now. Let's talk about it after entering the sect!"
Han Bin took a step forward and walked straight ahead, walking up the steps. After walking a thousand steps, the fog in front became thicker, and at the same time, waves of formation fluctuations also came. This
Han Bin sensed a trace of murderous intent in the wave of blood, and hurriedly stepped back, facing the mist with his hands raised and saying: "Senior, junior foreign monk..."
There was a flash of light in the mist, and a middle-aged man came out.
The man looked to be in his forties, wearing black clothes, with a well-proportioned figure and an ordinary appearance. But his face was unusually dark, as if he had just crawled out of a coal pile. His eyes swept over Han Bin.
, when he saw that the clothes Han Bin was wearing were not the Taoist robes unique to Wuji Sect disciples, he snorted coldly and said: "Where are you monks from? Get out of here quickly."
Han Bin's face darkened, murderous intent flashed through his eyes, he looked at the other party without fear, and said word by word: "Senior, please speak politely."
The man in black smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "What can I do if I'm not polite? You came here to join the Wuji Sect, right? How many connections did you have to get into the planet? To tell you the truth, with your qualifications, even if you get in
Planet, I won’t let you in, so get away as far as you want.”
Han Bin's face became even more ugly. He did not turn around and leave impulsively, nor did he take action. After all, such things were normal. Thinking about it from another angle, even if he left this place and went to another sect, I am afraid that the monks he received would be
He wouldn't give him a good look. Han Bin took a deep breath and continued: "Can't this one enter the sect?" As he said that, he moved his wrist, and saw a flash of light, and a palm-sized Wuji Order appeared on his palm.
Seeing the Wuji Ling, the man in black was slightly startled, and then sneered: "Wuji Ling, here comes another Wuji Ling. I really don't know where you got so many Wuji Lings." At this point, he paused.
After a while, he snorted coldly: "Even if you take the Wuji Order, I won't let you in. If you don't want to die, get out!!!"
The last word "roll" was loud and turned into a huge energy, heading straight for Han Bin.
Han Bin frowned and quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body to block the energy, but even so, he still took a step back.
When the man in black saw that Han Bin was not hurt by the sound, a look of surprise flashed through his eyes, and then he said: "I didn't expect that your cultivation level is not high, but the spiritual power in your body is very pure, but even so, you
Do you think you are my opponent?"
At this moment, the clothes on the man in black billowed violently in the absence of wind, and a huge momentum was released from his body. He raised his wrist, and a purple thunderbolt the size of a palm appeared on his palm.
Although this thunder ball is not purple light thunder and lightning, the energy contained in it is extremely terrifying. If a monk in the late stage of divine transformation is hit, he may not be able to escape death.
The man in black looked at Han Bin coldly and said solemnly: "I will give you one last chance. If you don't leave, believe it or not, I will kill you now..."
Han Bin felt a flash of hesitation in his heart, and just as he was about to turn away, suddenly, there was a flash of light in the mist, and a young man in white came out.
This young man looks younger than Han Bin, only seventeen or eighteen years old, with long flowing hair hanging down his shoulders. He has fair skin and handsome appearance. Although he does not have sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyebrows exude
A trace of tenderness. He held it in his hand
Holding a white folding fan, mountains, rivers and trees are painted on the front of the fan, but behind it is the vast starry sky. The starry sky is extremely realistic. At a glance, it seems that the soul can be integrated into the stars, and the vastness of the heaven and earth rises in the bottom of my heart.
Feeling small.
After the man in white appeared, he saw the scene in front of him and understood it in a blink of an eye. He smiled and said: "Wang Hei, last time you drove away the monk holding the Wuji Order, you were already punished by the master. This time you drive away again.
If you leave alone, won't you be afraid that the master will destroy your cultivation and expel you from the master's school?"
Wang Hei seemed to be afraid of the other party. After hearing this, his face darkened and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Senior Brother Xiahou, please don't tell this matter."
Xia Houtian gently waved the folding fan in his hand, pondered for a while, and said: "It's not like you don't know the master's magical powers. What can we do now to avoid his discernment? Let me see it this way! Just let this little brother
Go in, he has come all the way here and is not allowed to
"Yi, besides, you can't be sure that his Wuji Order was stolen from him." He is not old, but his words are precise. It can be seen that there is a big gap between his real age and his apparent youth. He has obviously practiced Zhu Yan.
magic, or taking the beauty pill.
Hearing this, Wang Hei looked unwilling, but had no choice but to hold his hands and said: "Senior Brother Xiahou, I understand, I will take him in now."
Xia Houtian waved his hand and said: "No, it's fate that I met him, just let me take him in!"
"This..." Wang Hei just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xia Houtian, "Okay, that's it!" After saying that, he looked at Han Bin, cupped his hands and said, "What do you call fellow Taoist, Xia Houtian?"
Although his clothes are white, the word "Wuji" on his chest is different from Wang Hei's. Wang Hei's word "Wuji" is very ordinary, but his word has a gold edge embroidered on it. Obviously, this person's status in the Wuji Sect
high.
Han Bin glanced at Xia Houtian gratefully, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Han Bin, thank you senior..."
Xia Houtian was very easy-going and waved his hand and said: "From now on, we are all disciples of the Wuji Sect. There is no distinction between seniors and juniors. Just call me senior brother."
Han Bin didn't care about these superficial titles, so he said: "Senior Brother Xiahou."
Xia Houtian smiled slightly, shook the fan in his hand, and said, "Let's go!" As he said that, he waved at the fog in front of him, and the fog drifted away, revealing a three-foot-wide path.
After the two entered the trail, their eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge mountain peak appeared in their sight.
The top of the mountain has been flattened, and a golden hall is suspended on the top of the mountain. The shape of the hall is somewhat similar to the one on Sirius, but it is much larger than the hall on Sirius. There is a large square in front of the hall, vaguely
The monks can be seen flying around.
Xia Houtian saw the shock in Han Bin's eyes. He glanced in the direction of the main hall and said slowly: "The first time I came here, I was even more shocked than you. This main hall is simply beyond my imagination. It can actually levitate."
In mid-air, I really don't know what kind of magical power the master who arranged this formation used."
Having said this, Xia Houtian paused for a moment and continued: "You may be wondering why Wang Hei didn't let you in! If you knew his past, I'm afraid you wouldn't hate him. His family is actually Wuji
One of the several major families that Zong invited back then, the Wang family was originally very powerful, but for some unknown reason
Because, as the decline continues, one generation will be worse than the other. Finally, a strong man in the transformation stage emerged. He wanted to come to the sect with the Wuji Order to become a disciple, but unexpectedly he encountered a hunter on the way there, and all his relatives who accompanied him were killed.
He almost died after being seriously injured. If he hadn't met Senior Brother Wang, he might not have been able to come here alive."
Xia Houtian sighed, changed the topic, and said: "That's why Wang Hei became like this. When you took out the Wuji Order, he believed that you were coming from the wrong way. To be honest, in the past few hundred years, there have been many wrongdoers.
The descendants of the big family came with the Wuji Tokens. These Wuji Tokens were either snatched or bought at auctions."
"There is no way. These tokens were left by the master. We cannot change the rules without authorization. We can only let these disciples enter the sect." Xia Houtian seemed to like talking very much. He said so much at once and still didn't stop.
He continued, "However, entering
The sect may not be able to become an official disciple. Little brother, you and I are destined, I can only send you to the foot of the mountain. Whether you can become an official disciple depends on your luck." He said this, but the look in his eyes
He looked clearly convinced that Han Bin could not become an official disciple.
Hearing this, Han Bin smiled bitterly in his heart, "Qualifications, damn qualifications and spiritual roots. Doesn't it mean that if the spiritual roots are not good, it means that you cannot cultivate to a very high level?" Han Bin did not believe this conclusion. He always believed that although the spiritual roots are not good,
Importantly, if there is no perseverance and understanding, even if the ten stars are full of spiritual roots, it will be in vain.
Han Bin took a deep breath and asked, "Senior Brother Xiahou, what are the criteria for accepting disciples in the Wuji Sect?"
Without thinking, Xia Houtian said: "There are three standards. First, look at the cultivation level. Monks below the stage of transformation will not be accepted unless there are special reasons. Secondly, look at the Tao heart. If the Tao heart that is understood is too evil,
Don’t accept it. Third, look at the spiritual roots. If the spiritual roots are too poor,
I won't accept it." At this point, he glanced at Han Bin and said: "Although Taoist friend's spiritual roots are a bit weak, they are fused with a trace of pure water spiritual roots. If we can persist when we check the Taoist heart later,
It’s not impossible for someone to come down and become a formal disciple.”
Han Bin frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Don't you need to look at perseverance and understanding when accepting a disciple?"
Xia Houtian laughed, waved the folding fan in his hand, and said: "Perseverance? Which monk who can cultivate to the realm of transforming into a god does not have great perseverance? Let's talk about understanding! What is needed to condense the soul? It is the Taoist heart.
, Where does the Tao Heart come from, it is comprehension. A monk who can comprehend the Tao Heart naturally has good understanding."
Hearing this, Han Bin nodded and said nothing more.
Half an hour later, when the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a stream of light coming quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of them.
Before the person arrived, he heard a voice, "Xia Houtian, who asked you to bring the foreign monks?"