Accompanied by the loud cry of the black crane, Chu Ran slowly fell from the sky.
"The junior sister is finally here." Lingmu Bai strode forward and smiled with big white teeth, "Come, let me introduce to you, these are my disciples of the Purple God Peak, and they are also your senior brothers."
He turned slightly sideways, and dozens of men wearing long robes of the same style lined up in an orderly manner and stood on the stone ground.
Seeing Chu Ran looking over, everyone was shocked.
They raised their heads and shouted in unison: "Welcome junior sister to join the Purple God Peak!"
The sound was so loud that I might as well give in a little more than when I was on the coast.
The ending sound circulated in the air for a while before completely dissipating.
Chu Ran: "..." So is this the tradition of Lingxin Sect welcoming new disciples?
Every new person must be baptized by their voice?
She activated her spiritual power to relieve the throbbing pain in her ears, and then she curved her lips and said with a smile: "Please give me your guidance in the future, senior fellow apprentices."
"It's not really advice. Anyway, if I don't understand something in the future, or if I encounter any troubles or troubles in my practice, just ask. The senior brothers will do their best to help you."
"This is my messenger slip. Oh, by the way, I also put the meeting gift prepared for my junior sister in the storage bag."
"I also prepared something for my junior sister."
"This is mine."
…
They stepped forward in an orderly manner and handed each of their large or small storage bags into Chu Ran's hands.
It contains all kinds of runes drawn by them themselves, as well as medium and high-level magic circles.
By the time the last senior brother had given away the gift, Chu Ran could hardly hold it anymore. Looking at the pile of things in her arms, she was both moved and somewhat dumbfounded.
It seems that the tradition of the Lingxin Sect goes far beyond just lining up to shout and welcome new disciples, it also includes the preparation for the meeting.
Because there were too many, Chu Ran had no choice but to put the gifts into the storage space and solemnly thank them again.
Ling Mubai and others originally thought about staying with Chu Ran for a while, but not long after she arrived, Ling Zhanyan received the news and personally sent a message to him, asking him to take Chu Ran over immediately.
Ling Mubai was a little disappointed, but his master's orders could not be violated, so he had to let all his juniors disperse, call out Heihe, and take Chu Ran to the practice room.
"Master." He raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Junior sister is here."
"Come in." An indifferent voice came from the room.
Ling Mubai opened the door: "Junior sister, please."
Chu Ran walked into the room.
The space inside is very large, with tables and chairs placed against the wall, each separated by a screen.
On the table, there are the Four Treasures of the Study and low-level talisman paper for drawing runes.
In the center of the room stood several large bookshelves with books neatly placed on them.
Beside the wooden window on the left, Ling Zhanyan stood there wearing a long gown and holding his hands behind his back.
Seeing Chu Ran, he nodded and smiled: "Here you are? The last time I saw you was at the initiation ceremony half a month ago. I didn't expect you to enter the inner gate so soon."
There is no shortage of geniuses in the Six Sects, but she is the first to pass the outer sect examination and become an inner sect disciple in just half a month!
Moreover, she comes from the Three Kingdoms where cultivation resources are scarce, which makes it even more rare!
Talent and hard work are indispensable.
"Now that you have joined my Purple God Peak, you are my disciple. From today on, you are my disciple at the Spiritual War Banquet. I will personally teach you the art of rune formations."
"Yes, master." Chu Ran called respectfully.
The master's call made Ling Zhanyan feel extremely comfortable, and he suddenly understood Ling Jue's mood.
No wonder that guy was crying and fussing, but refused to let Chu Ran leave Hushanfeng. Having such an obedient little apprentice following behind him, calling him Master in a soft voice, could really make someone's heart melt.
How could he be willing to let her go?
Ling Zhanyan thought to himself, his eyes looking at Chu Ran became softer and softer.
"Rune, magic circle and alchemy have something in common. For example, to refine elixir, you need three basic things, elixir recipe, spiritual grass and fire source. The same is true for runes. If you want to draw a rune
To write, you first need to have the earth spiritual root. Only the earth spiritual power of the earth spiritual root can you draw the talisman successfully. The second is the texture of the rune, the pen and ink, and the talisman paper. Have you ever tried to draw the talisman yourself before?"
Lingzhanyan asked.
He knew the weird magic trick that Chu Ran cast, so he guessed that she might be a little bit good at it.
Chu Ran shook his head: "I only know some magic tricks, but I have never done anything like drawing talisman or carving formations with my own hands."
In her previous life, she only had fifth-grade fire spirit roots and did not have the conditions to become a rune magician.
The Spirit War Banquet was not disappointing either: "In that case, let's start with the most basic spirit injection."
The so-called spirit injection is to integrate one's own spiritual power into the writing and successfully draw spiritual patterns with spiritual power on the talisman paper.
Chu Ran came to a long table, gently pressed his sleeves, and polished his pen.
Under the patient explanation of the Spirit War Banquet, I dipped in ordinary ink, controlled my spiritual power, and left a stroke on the talisman paper.
But the moment he started writing, Chu Ran felt something was wrong.
"Wow--"
The talisman paper instantly shattered into slag.
"This is my first attempt, and I'm a little unsure about the control of spiritual power. It's normal to fail." Ling Zhanyan comforted him.
But Chu Ran knew that this was not the real reason.
Before she started writing, she was mentally prepared for failure, and the result was exactly what she expected.
Even after absorbing the energy of the Ten Treasure Pagoda, the power of the Chaos Spirit still did not merge with her spiritual power, and her spiritual power was still the fire power belonging to the Fire Spirit Root.
That's why I couldn't successfully draw spiritual patterns on the talisman paper.
In this case...
Chu Ran's eyes flickered, she slowly closed her eyes, controlled her spiritual consciousness to sink into the sea of air, and moved closer to the ball of chaos little by little.
This time, she did not penetrate her spiritual consciousness deep into the ball, but instead stripped part of its power from the outside of the ball.
The moment she tentatively captured the power of the Chaos Ball, she wrapped it with spiritual consciousness and flowed out the Qi Sea with extreme caution.
The power of chaos slowly merged into the brush in his hand. Chu Ran opened his eyes and once again drew a spiritual pattern on the brand new talisman paper in front of him.
In the ink-colored lines, there are spiritual energy fluctuations emerging.
There was also a hint of surprise on Chu Ran's face.
But at this moment, the talisman suddenly began to tremble violently.
The next second.
"boom--"
The loud noise, like an explosion, alarmed the disciples near the practice room.
Ling Mubai, who had just walked not far, turned around hurriedly and saw a layer of gray smoke rising from the practice room.
"How could this happen?" he exclaimed.
There was a master in the training room, so how could there be such a big commotion?
He didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly ordered Heihe to turn around and went straight to the practice room.
Other inner disciples also arrived one after another. At this time, the practice room was surrounded by billowing smoke, and the smell was extremely pungent. But what surprised them most was the aftermath of the power that had not completely dissipated in the smoke!
"Where are the master and junior sister?" Ling Mubai asked, while releasing his spiritual consciousness, trying to penetrate into the smoke to find the whereabouts of Chu Ran and the two.
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures flew out of the thick fog like the wind.