Ruxian Peak of Dongling Mountain is located in the middle of the entire Dongling Mountains. Compared with the peaks of Dongling Mountain that are thousands of feet high, Ruxian Peak is extremely small. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small mountain.
It is no more than a thousand feet high, and no more than three to five miles long and wide. The top of the mountain is divided into two. The short and pointed peak is lush with leaves and wild beasts. The high and flat peak is bare and regular, with no grass growing on it, and only a few isolated buildings.
Dilapidated buildings.
On weekdays, few people pay attention to this place, because this Immortal Peak does not belong to any of the five sects of Dongling. It is one of the rare peaks shared by the five sects. It is only visited at the beginning of the year when disciples are accepted.
Thinking of it, it became the focus of every sect.
On the top of Bald Peak, it is said that the founder of the mountain, Dongji Zhenren, flattened it with a sword more than 2,000 years ago to form a huge square - Yuelongchang. This square has a radius of 800 feet and can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
At the moment, it is the end of the annual recruitment period for various sects in Dongling. The entire Immortal Peak is bustling with people and the sky is full of noise.
A guard wearing black robes, frowning slightly, and holding a small green sword stood at the entrance to the top of the mountain, roaring loudly, suppressing the entire noise.
"Listen, all those who have been eliminated should immediately go down the mountain and arrive at the Qianxian Pavilion within half an hour. Anyone who delays for half an hour will have one of their last fingers cut off, and anyone who delays for an hour will have an arm removed. Anyone who dares to hide it secretly
Those who do not leave will have their foundation destroyed and will not be able to step into Dongling Mountain forever."
I saw many dejected people lamenting, shaking their heads and squeezing down the mountain along with the flow of people. They were ordered to return to the Qianxian Pavilion at the foot of the mountain before dark, and then were escorted out of the Dongling Mountain Sect's headquarters by law enforcement disciples from the Five Sects.
.They are all children of thirteen or fourteen years old, and some are even only 16 years old. Compared with the confidence they came when they came, their depressed expressions showed that they lost the election.
The cruel facts tell them that not everyone is suitable for cultivating immortals. Most of the people here are eliminated because of their extremely poor spiritual roots, and the rest are not chosen because of their poor mental abilities and incomplete minds.
At the entrance of the Long Yue Field, several law enforcement officials were yelling loudly, ordering the unsuccessful candidates to go out, and occasionally fighting each other with fists and kicks. After a while, the square that was crowded just now became less crowded. The south corner of the Long Yue Field was sparse.
They were divided into five piles of different sizes. At the North Point, a group of guards surrounded a large group of people, numbering about four to five thousand people.
"Brother Songyun, congratulations! Your Dongling Sect has had a great harvest this year! You have plundered all the qualified disciples. It seems that Dongling Sect's dominance of Dongling Mountain is just around the corner!" said the Tianyi Sect crowd.
There was a lukewarm congratulation. A big man with a huge sword on his back and shining eyes said to the largest group of people with clasped fists.
"Hey, Mo Er, you are joking. Our Dongling Sect is much worse this year than last year. We only recruited a mere 600 inner disciples, and our qualifications are much worse than in previous years. I will definitely be scolded by the master this time when I go back.
.Sigh, as long as I am not fined a huge amount of crystal stones, I will be satisfied. There is no need to congratulate me! On the contrary, your Tianyi Sect has recruited four to five hundred inner disciples, and I have always been optimistic about that little girl from Binglinggen.
, where did you hide her?" Jian Songyun half lamented, half proudly said to Tianyimen.
He held a landscape folding fan in his hand, and when he shook it gently, an abundant amount of spiritual energy rolled out from the fan, making the people around him feel refreshed. This landscape fan was actually a rare low-level magic weapon that could replenish spiritual power.
"Oh? Brother Songyun must have made a mistake this time. The little girl with Binglinggen was snatched away by Junior Sister Li. How could it be my turn? I just said something to this little girl at that time, and Junior Sister Li almost took it away.
Her jade cotton gauze is strangling me!" Mo Er said aggrievedly.
"Hmph, don't you get the advantage and act like a good boy? Look at the two of you, you have reduced more than 90% of the entire Dongling Mountain inner sect disciples. How are you going to let the other three sects of us live?" A man in his thirties said.
The beautiful woman in palace clothes shouted sweetly.
Behind him stood almost a hundred inner disciples, most of whom were female disciples. At first glance, they were surrounded by flowers and flowers, which were very eye-catching. Among them was the little girl from Binglinggen whom Jian Songyun mentioned.
"That's right! Junior sister Li, you guys are better. Look at our Thousand Machines Sect. We only received eighty inner disciples this time. How will I face the leader's questioning when I go back? Brother Jian, Brother Mo
, are you acting too shady?" Qian Yuzi from Qianji Sect stroked his long beard, shook his head and sighed.
"Qian Yuzi, what are you talking about? Our Tianyi Sect recruits disciples according to the laws of our ancestors, and we have never done any dirty tricks. Unlike some people who rely on their power and wealth to coerce and coax
I collected a lot.”
"Mo Er, be careful with what you say. You insulted me at Donglingmen, but don't blame the fan in my hand for not having eyesight!" Jian Songyun said harshly to Mo Er. He tapped the fan lightly, and a white light with a harsh sound came out.
With a roar, it rushed towards the sky gate.
"Hahaha! Just because others are afraid of you, the Dongling Sect, doesn't mean that the Tianyi Sect is afraid of you. Jian Songyun, my Sky-Opening Sword is among the best among primary magic weapons. I'm really not afraid of your broken fan."
Mo Er laughed loudly, and pulled out a machete with a bang. The cold air within three feet was frightening, and the spiritual energy on the knife was flowing rapidly. Then he swiped with his hand, and there was a loud bang in the air, and the sword energy and white light came together.
Disappeared.
The square where there was chatting and laughing just now fell silent for a moment, and two murderous auras suddenly burst out. The two largest groups of disciples looked at each other, and when they came to their senses, they all drew their weapons and glared at each other angrily.
Those disciples who had just entered the inner gate secretly complained. They had to fight tooth and nail before they reached the gate. If they died like this, it would be too late to cry.
"Okay, okay, Mo Er, Brother Jian, please take it easy. What do you mean by wielding swords and guns in front of the juniors? If this spreads to other places in Yuling, the image of your sect will be lost. Come on.
At that time, maybe those super sects in Yuling Prefecture will take the opportunity to send inspectors to supervise future disciple recruitment conferences, then you will regret it." Li Xueshan from Danshan Yunge advised.
"Oh, I think it's best to let them fight. If more people die, we'll feel more balanced." Qian Yuzi sneered.
"Huh huh, Yulingzhou's affairs are none of my business. Come if you like, or they won't succeed. Mo Er! If you have the ability, take another move from me!" Jian Songyun's sleeves shook, and the spiritual power of the landscape fan fluctuated violently.
The silver light shines brightly.
Seeing Jian Songyun casting spells, Mo Er's face tightened, and he kept pouring magic power into the Kaitian Sword. The inner disciples on both sides were shaken back by the sudden murderous aura, and they were all sweating. After all, they were all even the mountain sect.
A newbie who hasn’t made it into immortality.
"Do you really think that I am a transparent person?!" A very soft voice came from a distance. A thin old man in his fifties said coldly with his hands behind his back. There were more than twenty children standing behind him.
Looking at the sparse twenty or so inner disciples behind him, Dong Hexiang looked disappointed and looked up to the sky with a sigh. This year was destined to be a year of decline, but it was still far worse than expected. Last year, his Huachen Sect received more than forty inner disciples.
Disciple, and picked up a treasure with strange spiritual roots. This year, there are all three spiritual roots, and I have to pull in a few four spiritual roots to make up the number. Otherwise, there may not be ten people standing behind me.
As one of the five elders of the Huachen Sect, he came here to recruit disciples in person, but he was still so unsatisfactory. He was the only Jindan monk here. Several other sects were in charge of the foundation-building period to recruit disciples. Jian Songyun was just a foundation-builder.
In the middle period, he actually didn't take him seriously at all. A trace of murderous intent flashed in Dong Hexiang's eyes, and then disappeared. On normal days, he wouldn't mind repairing these people, but now is really not the time.
"Oh, Uncle Dong, please calm down! You see us juniors sparring with each other. Who would have thought that it alarmed you? It was me who was rude, it was me who was rude!" Jian Songyun said anxiously. He felt the terrifying coercion emanating from Dong Hexiang.
A chill ran through my body. The old Jindan monster is a top-notch existence in the entire Dongling Mountain. Even in Yuling Prefecture, it cannot be underestimated. It is not something he can match in his small foundation building period. If he fails, he will be doomed.
"Uncle Master, I was wrong too!" Mo Er simply bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Jian Songyun and Mo Er looked at each other coldly, put away the magic weapon, and their expressions changed from the indignation to peace. All the inner disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the crisis was easily eliminated. They looked at Dong Hexiang.
The atmosphere immediately became heated. The power of the Golden Core cultivator was so terrifying that just with his momentum, he overwhelmed several stewards who had just felt superior.
"That's right, Uncle Dong, don't be the same as them! Huh? Something strange happened this year. These brats have such bad taste. Why don't they come to your door to apply for the election?" Li Xueshan responded and saw Dong Hexiang.
The inner disciples behind him felt a little guilty. They had forced the Huachen Sect to do this, and even the golden elixirs were deployed, but they still couldn't recruit anyone.
Jian Songyun's eyes flashed with a trace of pride and sarcasm: "Uncle, you can't blame our Dongling Gate. You also saw it. I put the Dongling Gate signboard here and everyone crowded towards me. There was nothing I could do.
Yeah! I’m offended, I’m offended!”
"That's right, we are all recruited according to the ancestral system, there is absolutely no trick." Qian Jizi was also frightened.
"Hmph! Don't explain. Have I ever blamed you? My inability to recruit people is my fate, Hua Chen. I won't take it out on you juniors!" Dong Hexiang closed his eyes and said coldly.
The expressions of everyone around him fell into his spiritual sense one by one, and he felt extremely distressed. If he had known this result, it would be better to practice in seclusion inside the door, and avoid the embarrassing situation of being ridiculed by the juniors here.