The team that originally had no end in sight is now clearly countable, and more and more teenagers have passed the test and are qualified, with a total of fifteen teenagers.
Cheng Buzheng roughly estimated the time in his mind and found that it would be over in an hour, and it would be almost sunset by then.
It starts in the morning and ends at sunset, which is a full six hours.
suddenly.
A strange noise sounded among the crowd of young people who passed the test.
"Gu...Gu..."
The strong young man had endured hunger for a long time, with a look of shame on his face. Although he did not say it out loud, his stomach expressed its need to eat.
Hear the words.
The young men standing on the side of the immortal looked at each other, and in an instant, they seemed to have reached some kind of invisible contract.
"Gu...Gu..."
"Gu...Gu..."
"Gu...Gu..."
............
Cheng Buzheng's stomach also expressed its own opinions, and they looked at the immortal on one side together as if they had a tacit understanding.
Suddenly.
The strange sound was like symphony music.
When the young immortal heard the strange sound, he couldn't help but be startled. Then he seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly.
"Forget that you are still mortals and need to eat every day. Here is one pill of Bigu Pill for each of you, which is enough for you to not need to eat for a month!"
As he spoke, he touched the small bag on his waist, held a long-necked porcelain bottle in his hand, poured fifteen elixirs into his palm, and then raised his palm.
I saw those fifteen elixirs, like eyes, suspended in front of each young man, no more, no less, one for each person.
"Thank you so much, Immortal!"
The young immortal waved his hand and said, "There is no need for this. From now on we are all from the same sect, and you are all my junior brothers. You can just call me 'Senior Brother Huang'!"
Immortals are what mortals call them, and we are all immortals with the goal of becoming immortals.
You guys take a rest, I’m going to continue testing here!”
"Thank you...Senior Brother Huang!"
The teenagers couldn't wait to grab the elixir in front of them and take it.
Cheng Buzheng suppressed the curiosity in his heart and also grabbed the elixir floating in front of him. This was the first time he saw it. He did not rush to take the elixir, but looked at it carefully.
He knew that this elixir must be the lowest elixir, but it was not something that a mortal could possess.
This elixir has an unattractive appearance. The elixir is dark in color and exudes a layer of faint light on the surface, which fully shows the magic of the immortal's methods.
At this time, his stomach protested again.
"Gu...Gu..."
Cheng Buzheng did not delay and took the elixir he had obtained for the first time in his life. The Bigu Pill melted in his mouth, like a warm current, warming his entire stomach.
For a moment, he didn't feel any hunger at all.
The immortality cultivator's elixir is truly miraculous and extremely effective.
The sun was setting, and more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. There were only four sparse teams in the square, and occasionally a few teenagers trotted over anxiously from outside.
The detection speed was very fast. Two quarters of an hour later, no teenager had entered the square.
At this time, the old man in black robes sitting cross-legged in the center, who had never said a word, opened his eyes and glanced at the young man who passed the test.
The old man looked like an immortal. When his eyes fell on him, Cheng Buzheng's hair stood on end. He felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. If he hadn't known that this old man was one of his own, he would have probably run far away.
How far is it.
The old man in black robe looked away from him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but secretly said in his heart: "Is this the cultivator of immortality? I can't bear just one look!"
The old man in black robe said hoarsely, "How many people have been included this time?"
"Master Uncle Ding, Ping'an County is recruiting fourteen people with four spiritual roots and two with three spiritual roots, for a total of sixteen people." Senior Brother Huang replied respectfully.
"Yes, it's beyond my expectation to have so many seedlings collected this year. There were only three or five of them before, but it's a pity... not even a single one with double spiritual roots!" Uncle Ding looked at everyone with a look of pity on his face.
juvenile.
"You have an hour now to go back and say goodbye to your loved ones. After an hour, we will set off immediately. There is no need to say goodbye and wait here!"
The words just fell.
A handsome young man bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle, I'm going out to say goodbye to my parents!"
Uncle Ding glanced at the young man carefully and said, "It's too early to call me uncle now. You can call me after you officially join the sect!"
Hearing this, the handsome young man was startled, and then he reacted, "Yes...Senior, I'm quitting!"
Uncle Ding closed his eyes again and ignored the boy who had just passed the test.
Not long after, the seventeen young men basically left one after another. Before leaving, they still respectfully saluted Uncle Ding, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and then retreated.
Cheng Buzheng did not leave. If he encountered an accident at this moment, wouldn't he have lost a huge opportunity? Moreover, his relatives were not around. The clothes left in the inn were all worthless things, which were made from medicinal materials.
It would be a pity to abandon it.
But it wasn't enough for him to leave and retrieve the three paint bottles at this critical moment.
He believed that the Immortal had enough deterrence to make those powerful families dare not act rashly. Although the possibility of an accident was very small, it was still better to be safe.
When Cheng Buzheng secretly regretted the bottles of paint, he found that only a young man wearing coarse linen clothes did not leave like him.
This young man is quite strong, with a somewhat honest face. He has four spiritual roots. Is it because his relatives are not in the county, or is he a cautious person?
There are only two young men with Sanlinggen, one is him, and the other is the handsome young man who spoke first.
He still knows the principle of valuing rare things, and the qualifications of three spiritual roots should be better than those of four spiritual roots.
The spiritual root qualification is exactly the same as the setting in the popular online novel "Mortal Cultivation of Immortality" in his previous life, but I don't know what the difference is in the later part.
Various thoughts kept flashing through his mind.
More than half an hour later, all the teenagers returned to the square one after another. They didn't dare to rush over until the last moment.
Uncle Master's anger was not something they, newcomers who had just joined the sect, could bear.
Uncle Ding, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed to meditate, suddenly opened his eyes when all the young people arrived, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Uncle Ding stood up, looked at the young man, and said expressionlessly, "Now that everyone is here, let's set off!"
The words just fell.
Uncle Ding reached out and touched the small bag on his waist. A palm-sized jade boat appeared in his hand. He waved his hand and the jade boat rose up in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, a giant jade boat over a hundred feet long floated quietly over the square.