But there was nothing in the storage bag except some rocks the size of fingernails! It seemed that I didn’t have any of the skills I wanted to practice! I couldn’t use my skills, so wasn’t I useless?
An uncontrollable frustration quickly rose from the bottom of Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart.
"Alas!" Yuwen Zhouyuan slapped the table in disappointment, and an object fell from the table with a bang. It turned out to be the storage bag left for him by Master Yituo, the fatal doctor!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his master's life-threatening words rang in his ears: "...My son, here are the techniques that my master 'borrowed' from other cultivation sects with his masterful empty-handed technique. Who let them
He didn't lend it to me, so I had to 'borrow' it myself. There are also my own techniques, but you have to wait until you get your true energy before you can practice them..."
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened the storage bag. At first glance, he saw the star-shaped object that the Deadly Doctor asked him to keep - the Star of Chaos, as well as several small wooden slips, and a small amount of
The Renxin sect leader gave me almost the same amount of stones in the storage bag.
Yuwen Zhouyuan thought about what the fatal doctor said to him before he died. He solemnly put the Heart of Chaos into the storage bag, then put the stones together, and finally looked at the wooden slips one by one.
Fortunately, although Yuwen Zhouyuan is currently unable to transport Qi, his spiritual consciousness can still be invoked. Otherwise, he would not be able to open the storage bag given to him by Renxin Sect Master and Life-Destroying Medical Doctor, because it does not require any skill to open the storage bag.
, but it requires spiritual thoughts above the second level of Qi!
Although Yu Wen Zhouyuan has no true energy at all now, his spiritual thoughts have reached at least the second level of true energy cultivation. If anyone sees him at this time, he will definitely be regarded as a monster!
Because his spiritual thoughts were extremely powerful, Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the wooden slips without any effort. What disappointed him was that none of these techniques were practiced during the Zhenqi stage!
This means that these skills are of no use to him now! With disappointment, Yuwen Zhouyuan put the storage bag left by the fatal doctor into the storage bag given to him by Renxin Sect Master.
There was a growl in his stomach, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan remembered that he had vomited everything he had eaten. He stood up and walked out of his apartment.
Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that another morning had arrived. The morning sun was so bright that his originally gloomy mood couldn't help but become lighter.
After a quick breakfast at a stall, he wandered around Tongzhou City boredly.
"Do you know? The century-old selection meeting for recruiting disciples of Wancao Sect in Yaowangling has begun. Will your young master not participate?" Yuwen Zhouyuan heard two middle-aged men talking while passing a tea stall.
"Of course I do. That Wancaomen is the place that my young master longs for the most. Not only can he learn powerful medical skills, but he can also practice the method of immortality and even ascend to the upper world. That is the place that everyone in Dongyang wants to go to!" Another person said
Excitedly.
"I just don't know what the conditions are for recruiting disciples this time? Are they still the same as a hundred years ago?" the man asked.
"Same! The Wancao Sect's rules for selecting disciples have remained unchanged for thousands of years. Anyone who can become a disciple must not only be smart, but also have strong opportunities and blessings. Therefore, although there are many Wancao Sect disciples, the core disciples are the least
!" Another person said.
"Bang, bang...Xianyuan Hall has opened an assessment point. Young people who want to enter Wancao Sect, come and try your luck!" After a burst of gongs, a sharp shout came.
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel moved when he heard the conversation between the two middle-aged men and the shouts. At this moment, one of the two people who had just spoken said: "Wancaomen can cure all chronic diseases. If
If one person in the family has learned these medical skills and alchemy skills, it will be twice the result with half the effort. In addition, the core disciples of Wancao Sect not only practice medical skills and alchemy skills, but also the skills are very powerful!"
"There is such a sect. If I worship in this sect, will it be beneficial to my chronic Dantian disease? If so, wouldn't it..." Thinking of this, Yu Wen Zhouyuan strode towards the Immortal Yuan Hall.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived at Xianyuan Hall, there was already a sea of people there.
The people who come here include rich people in well-dressed clothes, poor people in shabby clothes, strong men in their forties, young men in their late teens, young boys and young girls.
Yuwen Zhouyuan squeezed forward with the crowd and saw a huge stone tablet standing in front of Xianyuan Hall. There were more than a dozen patterns carved on the stone tablet. The pattern looked like flowers and grass, and there was a notice posted on the edge of the pattern.
.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at it intently, and saw the notice that said: The gate of Wancao is open to accept the descendants, and each herb and medicine will benefit the descendants. Acquire the fruit of Qihuang cultivation, help the world and save people and save themselves. On the monument of immortal fate, there is "knowledge" of immortal fate.
If you get three or four, you can enter.
"Brother Zhang, it seems that Wancaomen's recruitment of disciples this time is different from the past. In the past, as long as you had good qualifications, you could go through the Xianyuan Hall to check your spiritual roots and character. If you are qualified, you can become a disciple of the outer hall. How can you recognize Xianyuan this year?
Is the medicinal herb pattern on the stele here?" A middle-aged man asked a scholar in gilded clothes.
"Brother Li, I don't know about this either. It is said that the Immortal Fate Stone Stele is an ancient thing, thousands of years older than the existence of the Wancao Sect. The patterns on the stele change based on time, events, and people.
Changes, and several times when Wancaomen was in danger of annihilation, it inspired the secrets and solved the danger of annihilation of the sect. I don’t know whether it is true or not. I think this stone tablet is no different!" said the scholar in Jinyi.
"Brother Zhang, please don't talk nonsense, be careful if Wancaomen disciples hear it and say you are disrespectful to Wancaomen!" the middle-aged man stopped him hastily.
After hearing the conversation between the two, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but look at the stone tablet a few more times. At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan really discovered the difference in the stone tablet.
This stone tablet is like a living thing, and the patterns on it are really changing constantly, but the changing speed is so fast that most people can't even notice it. At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that his mental and physical strength were changing as he watched intently.
, is losing rapidly!
Yuwen Zhouyuan panicked. He closed his eyes with great effort and looked away from the stone tablet. At this time, his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and his underwear was wet with sweat.
"Sure enough, there is a way!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said secretly.
An old man in yellow clothes walked out of the Xianyuan Hall. He looked like a silver plate, with eyes like bright stars, a straight nose, a wide mouth, big ears with round ears, and three long silver-white beards flowing from his chest. He had a general fairy air.
Bones, a feeling of being out of the world.
This person walked to the Immortal Fate Monument, stopped facing everyone, struck it lightly with both hands, and then opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, be quiet!"
Although this person's voice was not loud, he completely suppressed the noisy scene. After everyone heard the three words "Quiet, be quiet", they unconsciously closed their mouths and stopped all movements.
As if he was very satisfied with everyone's performance, the old man Huang Zhu said to everyone with a smile on his face: "Li Zhizhong, the leader of Wancaomen's Foreign Affairs Hall, is the person in charge of recruiting disciples this time. The recruitment of disciples by Wancaomen this time is different from the past.
The main purpose of recruiting disciples this time is Immortal Fate. Anyone who can recognize more than three or four out of ten of the herbal patterns on the Immortal Fate Tablet can be admitted, and those who can recognize six or seven out of ten will directly become the core disciples of the inner sect!"
After hearing this, everyone made a "buzz" sound and started talking again.
As if he had anticipated everyone's reaction, Li Zhizhong did not stop him. After half a cup of tea, he gave another light slap and said: "Although this rule seems simple, there is a lot in it.
But there is a mystery. What kind of herbs are on the Immortal Fate Tablet is different in everyone’s eyes. Only the herbs that are seen are consistent with the herbs listed in the Yingxian Pavilion of Wancaomen!"
"Is there such a thing?"
"Why can't I see anything different about this Immortal Fate Monument? Isn't it just a stone monument?"
"If you can't see the difference, that means you don't have immortality! Only people with immortality can see the difference in the monument!"
"I can see that the pattern on the monument is moving..."
"Why didn't I see it?"
…
Discussions came and went, some were excited, some were disappointed, and the front of Xianyuan Hall was very lively for a while.
"Everyone, our Wancao Sect will recruit disciples for nine days this time. It will end on time after nine days. Anyone who wants to get started will line up to register at the Immortal Fate Hall, and then use the registration number to take the Immortal Fate Test! I wish you all will be favored by the Immortal Fate.
, become the elite of my Wancao Sect, I resign!" As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhizhong bowed to everyone with fists in his hands, and then walked away.
"Look, Hall Master Li really has the demeanor of an immortal family, which makes Zhao really envious!" A big man wearing a martial arts uniform said to the person next to him.
"Yes! This is the demeanor of a cultivator. I have to sign up quickly!" another person said.
"Yes! Sign up now!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, everyone almost reacted and rushed towards the registration area of Xianyuan Hall.
"Exclude! Exclude! Line up in order, no crowding. Anyone who doesn't listen to the call will be disqualified from the Immortal Fate Test!" Seeing the people swarming in, the leader of the Wancao Sect disciples who was responsible for maintaining the registration stopped everyone.
Everyone wanted to move forward, but the person who was blocking it seemed to have an iron plate in front of them. No matter how hard everyone squeezed, they couldn't move forward even half a step!
The leader who maintained order saw that everyone was still crowded and couldn't help but snorted: "Put them all in order one by one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he used his hands to strike, and a powerful aura suddenly emanated from his body, and at the same time, a powerful force surged toward everyone.
"Thumb, thump, thump..." Everyone's feet were unsteady and they couldn't help but retreat. As everyone retreated, the man's hands kept shaking back and forth, and at the same time he said: "A long snake, form a team in order!"
"
Soon, all the people who had just swarmed were lined up in order. Yuwen Zhouyuan thought for a while and stood at the back of the line.
"Those who are cultivators are very powerful. If we were mortals, this swarm of people and tables would turn everyone upside down!" A young man standing in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Yes!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"My name is Qiao Gexin, what do you call me brother?" the young man said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I'm Yuwen Zhouyuan." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Brother Yuwen, we are acquainted now. How confident is Brother Yuwen about joining Wancao Sect?" Qiao Gexin said, blinking his big eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head gently and said: "Brother Qiao, to be honest, I really have no confidence at all."
"Brother Yuwen, don't worry, you will definitely join successfully, believe me." Qiao Gexin said with a serious face.
"Brother Qiao, how did you know that I would join? Brother Qiao, please comfort me. How sure are you, Brother Qiao?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Brother Yuwen, I know the art of fortune-telling. I can see that your Yintang is red and your eyebrows are happy. This is the time when your fortune is at its peak recently. If you have thoughts in your mind, you will achieve something. So I can say with certainty that you will definitely join.
Wancao Sect. Well, I can join Wancao Sect if you’re not polite!”