Xuanling Sect has five inherited peaks: Xuanqing Peak, Yuzhuo Peak, Liuguang Peak, Xunyang Peak and Lingmu Peak.
Among them, Xuanqing Peak has always been the inheritance of the leader's lineage, and the disciples' spiritual roots are mostly fire and earth.
Xunyangfeng specializes in fire-based exercises and prefers disciples with fire-based spiritual roots.
Yuzhuo Peak only recruits female disciples, and most of the inheritance of Kung Fu is water and wood.
Almost all Liuguang Peak disciples have golden spiritual roots.
Most Lingmu Peak disciples have spiritual roots based on water, earth, and wood.
These are the general spiritual root requirements that each peak places on its disciples, and they are not rigid or rigid.
For example, Rong Jue, the great-grandson of Master Zilan of Lingmu Peak, had Tianjin spiritual roots but did not enter Liuguang Peak. He chose Lingmu Peak and became the second disciple of his great ancestor Master Zilan.
While the masters at each peak were arguing, they suddenly received a message from their disciples.
The content is very similar. In this trial, there is a girl with wind spirit roots!
All the real people tacitly stopped the previous topic and quickly searched in the jasper mirror. This strange spiritual root is a rare spiritual root that cannot be seen in a hundred years.
"Hey, this little girl doesn't appear to be born into a noble family. She has never started practicing cultivation at a young age. She has a good character and walks very fast. What are her qualifications?"
Qianjing Zhenren pointed to the corner of the jade mirror that was as big as a grain of rice on the right side, and everyone looked at it after hearing this.
"The wind spirit root is her." A real person has seen the information recorded in the talisman.
"Yes, yes, there is a Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root disciple in front of me, and this one is a mutant spiritual root that is rare to see in a hundred years. The immortal talent of the new disciple of our Xuanling Sect is very good, very good!" Master Nanyang looked happy.
"Senior Brother Nanjin, weren't you trying to fight for the disciple of the Fire Spirit Root? This Wind Spirit Root disciple is still young and not born in a noble family. It is not easy to teach her. Junior brother, please work hard and bring her to me to find her.
Go to Yangfeng!" Master Xunyangfeng Zhenxing, who was the first to start fighting for his disciples, said again.
"..."
"I still lack a true disciple, so let her join me at Liuguang Peak." Before Master Nan Jin could refute, Master Qianjun from Liuguang Peak interrupted.
"Your Liuguang Peak inheritance technique is not suitable for Feng Linggen, why not join my Lingmu Peak!"
"Fart! Rong Jue's golden spiritual root and good qualifications have not allowed him to join your Lingmu Peak. That's not what your Lingmu Peak said at that time. Besides, my huge Xuanling Sect's Sutra Pavilion has its own corresponding exercises for its disciples to choose from.
!" said another hot-tempered Master Zhenyan from Xunyang Peak.
"What a joke! Rong Jue is the great-grandson of Master Zilan, so he will naturally belong to me, Lingmu Peak. If you have any descendants with good qualifications, they will take you to Xunyang Peak, and we will have no problem with you!"
"You!" Zhen Yan was furious.
It is difficult for a person who cultivates immortality to have heirs, and his family is declining day by day. In recent years, very few children born in the world have good immortality.
As the saying goes, if you hit a snake, it will hit you seven inches. If you don't expose the shortcomings of someone by scolding them, there is no way to rub salt into other people's wounds.
"The master's junior brother also has the title of true disciple, so why not join me at Xuanqing Peak!"
"It's time to enter my peak!"
"This girl should join my Yuzhuo Peak!"
During the commotion, two more female cultivators came to the Heavenly Selection Stage. The one who spoke was the female fairy in a fiery red flowing cloud brocade dress. Her face was quite bright and beautiful.
"Senior Sister Mingying, Junior Sister Mingshuang, you are here too!" Master Nanyang took a step forward to greet him, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart.
The few fellow apprentices here haven't finished arguing yet, and these two tough guys are coming to snatch someone away. It's very difficult for him to be the leader.
"I've met the leader. Today is a major event for our sect. How can I, Yuzhuofeng, be absent!" The person who answered the words was Master Mingying in red.
The woman in white practiced Taoism and remained silent.
"Hmph, I'm afraid Junior Sister Mingying has already received a summons from the disciples in the peak." Zhenxing Zhenxing said softly.
"Senior brother can catch it, so I can naturally catch it." Master Huang Ying raised his eyebrows.
"We are waiting for the number of true disciples in each peak to be full. Senior Sister, you and Junior Sister Mingshuang have no vacancies, and the true disciples we have accepted are all extremely talented. Why don't you leave them to me?" Master Qianjun said.
, all the real people nodded in agreement and decided to speak unanimously to the outside world first.
No wonder they are like this.
The longer the brothers and sisters of the same peak get along, the deeper their relationship becomes. It is natural for them to become Taoist couples.
However, every time it accepts a disciple, Yuzhuo Peak will always snatch good qualified female disciples.
Especially in recent years, after the two sisters Mingying and Mingshuang took over the general affairs of Yuzhuo Peak, they have become even more difficult to deal with. All the talented female disciples have joined Yuzhuo Peak.
This makes other female disciples of the Four Peaks rarely talk about it, and they also teach the female disciples to be pure of desire and only think about the Tao.
Mu Shaoai's other male disciples under Sifeng were often rejected, and they all complained.
"Junior sister Mingshuang and I can't accept it, but our junior sister can!" Master Mingying replied with a smile.
"What a mess! Junior Sister Mingli has already——"
Master Zhenyan originally wanted to explain that Master Li had passed away long ago, so how could he accept a disciple?
But he caught a glimpse of Master Mingshuang on the side summoning his natal magic weapon, the Cloud-breaking Sword, floating behind him, with a cold expression on his face.
He has the potential to strike with a sword as soon as he opens his mouth.
This female evil star usually starts fighting whenever she disagrees with her, and he really can't resist her.
He had no choice but to shake his broad sleeves vigorously and step aside with an angry look on his face.
Master Nanyang hurriedly stepped forward to rescue him and said: "Senior Sister Mingying, Junior Sister Mingli's matter is a pain for our Xuanling Sect. If we can recruit a true disciple for her, it would be good to have a share in the inheritance. The sect will definitely do its best to cultivate it. Lianhu
The Luo family has sent a girl to Yuzhuo Peak a few days ago, and you and Junior Sister Mingshuang need to take care of it. Although this girl is very talented, she is still young and needs to be taught more, so why not give it to other peaks!"
"That's right, senior sister, please don't work too hard!" All the real people agreed one after another.
"One is a teacher, and both are teachers. Junior Sister Mingshuang and I will do our best. Besides -" Master Mingying paused for a moment, then smiled brightly, "Master has been released from seclusion, and today he specially warned me and Junior Sister
, then choose a disciple with good qualifications to be named under my little junior sister’s name and accompany the Luo family’s daughter. She will definitely teach her carefully and leave a legacy to my little junior sister.”
"This..." Everyone didn't know how to refute for a while. After all, it was the request of Yuzhuo Peak Yuanying Zhenjun.
Other real people are considering whether they should also summon Master. Would this be too much of a fuss?
After all, it is just the primary selection of a sect, and good qualifications do not mean smooth sailing on the road to practice. The performance in the sect's competition is the key to recruiting disciples.
But this is Wind Spirit Root, so I feel reluctant to give up like this.
While everyone was hesitating, Master Mingying said again: "This girl belongs to my junior sister's sect. From now on, my junior sister will only have the daughter of the Luo family and her, and no one else. Just now, master remembered that my junior sister died inexplicably.
, I am very heartbroken, and I still hope that all the senior brothers will be successful!"
After saying this, Master Shuanying bowed to everyone.
His attitude suddenly changed and he appeared humble and sincere.
"This girl is under my junior sister's name. This year, Yuzhuo Peak will not accept other inner peak disciples with double spiritual roots or above!" Master Mingshuang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
When all the masters recalled what happened to Master Mingli, their hearts were already relaxed.
Hearing this, he was immediately overjoyed.
Although wind spirit roots are rare, there are many new disciples with good qualifications this time. One wind spirit root means that Yuzhuo Peak will no longer compete for female disciples with double spiritual roots or above this year, which is very good.
All the real people expressed their agreement.
Mingying and Mingshuang look at each other, which is meaningful.
In the recent recruitment of disciples, almost all of Zhong Lingyuxiu's female disciples have entered Yuzhuo Peak. The other five peaks have long been dissatisfied, and several elders have mentioned them openly or secretly.
This time, I originally wanted to recruit a disciple with good qualifications, so I raised the matter with an excuse.
They never thought that they would meet a new disciple of Fenglinggen. What an unexpected surprise!
It has two flowers, one on each side.
It took Yun Ling only a quarter of an hour to walk through the vibrant flower path, and then walked for a whole day and night in the lonely and boring sea of sand.
It was getting more and more difficult after that. Stepping from the scorching sun-scorched desert into the gloomy shade of trees, she felt dizzy and had to rest for a long time before she recovered.
This was a forest with towering ancient trees that made it difficult to tell the direction. After walking for two days, she felt like she was still standing still. She was helpless and remembered an anecdote about an immortal told by her neighbor's old man.
Legend has it that a mortal accidentally offended a monk. In order to punish him, the monk set up a formation. No matter how he walked, the man could not move beyond a few feet.
It wasn't until the man was tired and hungry that he cried bitterly and admitted his mistake. The monk then told him to close his eyes and walk with his heart, and don't believe his own eyes. Sincerity will lead to success. After the man did this, as expected, he got out of the predicament.
A dead horse is a living horse, so she decided to give this method a try.
She broke off a small branch and used it as a crutch. She closed her eyes and walked slowly forward with the branch touching the ground.
After walking for a while, there was no more chirping of birds in the forest. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the woods just now had disappeared.
A dark mud swamp blocked the way. There was no depth of mud in the swamp, and slender water snakes were faintly crawling in the dark mud water.
She was very afraid and did not dare to go down.
After hesitating for a long time, she stroked the purple dark cloth in her sleeves and told herself that she couldn't be afraid.
If she didn't dare to go through such a quagmire, then how could she talk about becoming a disciple to practice or fulfill her wish?
Uncle Lin Fei said that everything is an illusion. Since it is all an illusion, there is no danger.
She used branches to explore the depth of the mire.
Walk forward step by step, pretending you can't see the water snakes crawling on the left and right.
After walking for a short distance, a tiny black water snake bit Yun Ling's heel.
As she moved forward further, the pain in the soles of her feet became stronger and stronger, as if there were millions of insects burrowing into the soles of her feet.
She walked slower and slower.
After I stopped, I found that all the pain had disappeared.
But as soon as I move, the heartbreaking pain will come again.
She was in a dilemma in the middle of the mire.
After resting for a while, Yun Ling decided that the long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain.
Dad once said that if you make a big effort, you will fail again, and then you will be exhausted.
She threw away the twig and ran straight towards the end of the mire.
I don’t know how long she has been running. Her feet have long been numb, and the blood in her body has gradually become cold. Only her heart is still beating, and all she can think about is run! Run! Run!
I don't know if it was a few hours or a day, but she finally ran out of the swamp after letting her mind go.
Facing her was a stone table, on which was placed her favorite osmanthus cake. The cake was warm and exuded the alluring aroma of osmanthus.
Yun Ling suddenly felt very hungry, but he clearly remembered that Uncle Yue had given him a pill that would keep him from being hungry for a month.
Stumped or tested?
She swallowed her saliva, suppressed her hunger, and walked past without looking away. It was a completely different world...