Ming Zhiyuan and his master soon arrived at Saintess Peak. Saintess Peak is at the highest point of Saintess Mountain. Its location also reminds that this is the location of the leader.
Since the information had been passed on in advance, the master uncle was sitting in the main hall at this time, and there were also three men and one woman sitting on both sides of the hall.
Behind them stood a sparse group of seven or eight young people, and Qinghai was also standing obediently behind a beautiful woman.
As soon as Nan Chun led Ming Zhiyuan into the palace, he saluted a bearded man among them: "I've seen the leader."
Ming Zhiyuan knelt down on his knees: "My nephew Ming Zhiyuan has met the master uncle."
The bearded man raised his hand and said, "Senior brother, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down first."
Then he said to Ming Zhiyuan:
"Get up, let me see what kind of talent the new disciple that the senior brother has accepted is? He can see into the eyes of the senior brother."
The beautiful woman at the bottom looked up and down, looking at Ming Zhiyuan carefully, and said with some doubts in her eyes:
"This guy... doesn't seem to be practicing."
Nan Junyi replied cheerfully: "Zhiyuan has no cultivation skills."
As soon as he said these words, the whole hall was silent for a moment.
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, as if they didn't know how to continue what Nan Junyi said.
After a long time, the beautiful woman covered her mouth and chuckled:
"It's strange that I, who have no cultivation skills, have accepted a disciple with excellent skills.
The eldest brother has always been the most powerful in Saintess Mountain, but he accepted a person who has no cultivation skills. I wonder if the eldest brother and I have accepted the wrong disciple?"
After saying that, her curious eyes kept looking at Ming Zhiyuan, as if she was very interested in exploring.
Ming Zhiyuan did not dare to speak. Nan Chunyi looked at the woman and smiled slightly and said:
"Gen Gu is not a must-have for our Holy Lady Mountain. Junior sister, aren't you the proof? Although Zhiyuan has not cultivated Gen Gu, he has excellent understanding and is especially tough-minded. I like this very much!"
At this time, the leader was twirling his beard and speaking in harmony:
"Elder brother, what you said this time is very true. Our Saintess Mountain does not select disciples purely based on their bones. As long as they have enough understanding, good intentions, and are willing to work hard to practice elixir skills, they should be given a path to follow!
"
The other three men also responded in unison.
“That’s how it is”
"Our Holy Lady Mountain is full of teachings. There was Elder Mo Shengfei before us, and now we have Junior Sister Qingyue. It seems that there will be one more in the future."
"Yes, given time, it is unlikely that there will be another Elder Mo."
Ming Zhiyuan was a little confused. Is this the gate culture of Saint Lady Mountain? Why do everyone speak so nicely?
Only Nan Chun waved his hands and said with a smile:
"Junior brothers, please don't say that and praise him to death! How will his alchemy skills be in the future? Let's see how hard he works! The master leads you to the right way, and cultivation depends on the individual."
As he spoke, Nan Chunyi led Ming Zhiyuan to kneel down in front of a statue of a bearded man in the main hall.
At this time everyone stood up and looked solemn.
The headmaster stood on the side of the statue and asked Ming Zhiyuan about the contents of several holy women's medicine books. Ming Zhiyuan answered verbatim.
He nodded and continued to ask: "Have you taken your master's Sanshuan Dan?"
Ming Zhiyuan replied: "Disciple has already eaten."
"Ordinary people can only take this elixir three times before it has any effect. Do you have any way to improve the elixir to increase the superimposed effect one or more times?"
Ming Zhiyuan thought for a moment: "This disciple currently does not have the ability to improve the elixir recipe."
"When you can improve the recipe in the future, how many times will you improve the stacking?"
Ming Zhiyuan started thinking about it again.
The hall was quiet and silent, everyone was waiting for his answer.
After a long time, Ming Zhiyuan paused again:
"Even if the disciple can improve the elixir recipe to have multiple stacking effects in the future, he will not improve the stacking aspect. Because ordinary people have limited meridians and bones, and do not have the ability to withstand transformations like trained warriors.
Too much superposition of strength and physique will only have an impact on the essence of ordinary people. Ordinary people cannot coordinate and control it at all, and they are likely to explode and die in the end.
Even if he survives, he will only emerge as a monster unable to coordinate and control his body's strength, strong as a mountain but unable to walk steadily, super strong but slow to react.
If you meet someone with ulterior motives, you will become a tool for others to do evil."
"Oh!" The boss asked with great interest when he heard what he said: "Then which aspect will you improve?"
"The disciple believes that one can improve one's physique, stick to one's original essence, and maintain one's yang. Since it is a pill for ordinary people to take, it should not be forced to assist in improving one's force.
At present, the three rounds of transfer pills are enough to improve the strength of ordinary people. If it increases any more, external forces will impact the original essence.
Unless someone is extremely talented, ordinary people cannot withstand the impact of powerful medicines.
For warriors, the repeated transfer of elixirs can only be used as an auxiliary improvement when the realm is improved.
Although the effect of multiple overlays after more than three times is unbearable for ordinary people, it is insignificant for warriors. It is better to just use the Yi Sheng Man Yuan Dan."
The leader said to Nan Chun with a look of approval:
"Congratulations, senior brother. This guy is neither too radical nor too ambitious. He is not stubborn and stubborn. He is full of understanding and has a pure heart. He is indeed a good talent."
Nan Junyi's old face also smiled broadly: "I didn't expect that he could consider this from an ordinary person's physique.
I thought he just thought of the martial artist's ability to accept it. After all, the Sandandandan was originally developed for ordinary people's physiques. His idea can be said to be returning to the essence."
The headmaster laughed loudly: "It's rare that senior brother is willing to train a disciple with no cultivation skills, so I won't question him too much!
This can be considered a pass, do you senior fellow apprentices have any opinions?"
The other elders shook their heads together.
Seeing that none of the elders had any objections, Yan Shouquan picked up a piece of golden paper on the table and read loudly:
"Nowadays, a disciple named Ming Zhiyuan, who is honest in nature and has excellent understanding, is allowed to enter the mountain and become a disciple of the 165th generation disciple Nan Chun, becoming a disciple of the 166th generation.
I kowtow to the founder and hope that he will bless him with his proficient alchemy skills, may his good thoughts last forever, and may he be blessed with universal wisdom."
After saying that, Ming Zhiyuan kowtowed respectfully nine times. Then a drop of blood from his index finger penetrated into the golden paper.
The headmaster then collected the paper and placed it in a jade box next to him. Ming Zhiyuan saw that the jade box was engraved with the words Nan Chunyi. The initiation ceremony was completed.
Ming Zhiyuan never expected that the initiation ceremony for such a large Saintess Mountain would be so simple.
After Ming Zhiyuan finished his prostrations and stood up, the headmaster took out another jade pendant, picked up what looked like a gold needle on the table, and carved the words "Saint Girl Mountain Ming Zhiyuan" on the jade pendant.
Finally, a ray of spiritual energy was injected and handed over to Ming Zhiyuan. At this moment, Ming Zhiyuan really had the identity certificate of Saint Girl Mountain and was officially recognized by the mountain gate.
Everyone waited until Ming Zhiyuan took over the jade pendant before gathering around to congratulate him.
At this time, Nan Chunyi began to introduce Ming Zhiyuan one by one: "Zhiyuan, come, this is your second uncle Ouyang Xingzhong."
Ming Zhiyuan knelt down and kowtowed again. Ouyang Xingzhong took out a small box and handed it to Ming Zhiyuan, laughing and pulling him up.
Nan Chunyi continued: "Come here, this is your third uncle Wan Tianpei."
Ming Zhiyuan knelt down and kowtowed again. Wan Tianpei also took a box and handed it to Ming Zhiyuan. "This is your fourth uncle Geng Zhengquan."
Ming Zhiyuan turned his head and knelt again.
Until Nan Chunyi introduced the beautiful woman: "This is your fifth master uncle Situ Qingyue"
Situ Qingyue also held a small box and handed it to Ming Zhiyuan while smiling:
"In our Holy Maiden Mountain, the most prosperous are the eldest brother's sect. Our junior brothers and sisters can't even give us the greeting gifts, but we have suffered a big loss."
As soon as she finished speaking, the hall burst into laughter.
Qinghai was particularly happy: "I brought this junior brother to the mountain."
Another young man who was older said: "Junior Brother Zhiyuan is older than you. Qinghai, you can't call me Junior Brother, you should be called Senior Brother."
Qinghai was angry and turned around and scolded: "He came to our mountain gate later than me, so he should call me Senior Brother."
The other young people seemed to love teasing him, and they all said that Qinghai should be called Senior Brother Ming Zhiyuan.
Qinghai could not refute the argument alone. He turned around and took his master Situ Qingyue's hand and said:
"Master, do you think the new junior brother should call me senior brother?"
Situ Qingyue patted Qinghai's head with a loving look on her face:
"You are too young, so you won't suffer any loss even if you call Zhiyuan a senior brother. If you become a senior brother, are you ready for the greeting gift for senior brother to meet his junior brother today? How can you give it to me?"
Upon hearing this, Qinghai's eyes rolled around a few times: "That's it, junior brother is just junior brother.
Then when Senior Brother Zhiyuan sees me as my junior brother, doesn’t he have to give me a greeting gift?”
For a time, the whole hall was filled with laughter.
After a while of commotion, Ming Zhiyuan met with several senior brothers again.
This Holy Maiden Mountain is really sparsely populated.
There are only a dozen or so inner disciples in total, and almost half of them are still at the border of Warcraft.
The two disciples of the head master's uncle, the second master's uncle, the third master's uncle, and one of the fourth master's uncle each led the outer disciples on the defensive line.
The fifth uncle only had one disciple, Qinghai. Qinghai was still young so he stayed with him. Speaking of which, Nan Chun's sect was the most prosperous.
This initiation ceremony gave Ming Zhiyuan a deeper and more intuitive understanding of Saint Lady Mountain.
In his previous life, he had read too many time-travel novels and always thought that the top sects were full of intrigues, rivalries, frame-ups and discrimination.
Now that I have entered the top elixir sect in Tianyuan Continent, I find that this place is just like a big family. There are none of the difficulties and cold calculations mentioned in those novels. At least you can't see it now.
Ming Zhiyuan's arms were filled with gifts from his uncles, and he happily followed Nan Junyi back to Songlai Peak.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Shi Yonglun came up to him in a suspicious manner: "Junior brother, what benefits did you get? Take it out and have a look. Senior brother will help you control your eyes."
Zhong Huaisheng followed behind and reminded: "You can show it to him, but you must not exchange it with him. Whatever he can exchange with you, you can't take advantage of it."
At this time, Nan Chunyi turned around and looked at Shi Yonglun and said: "Yonglun, you prepare in the next two days, and set out to find your senior brother at the defense line in three days."
Shi Yonglun immediately grimaced: "Master, I stayed on the defensive line for the whole year last year."
"Master, I think you haven't experienced enough. This year, you must check the distribution of medicinal materials in Heishan Pass.
Draw the distribution of the growing areas of various medicinal materials.
Pay attention to safety and be sure to bring the bell with you when you go out to investigate. There are warriors from Wushen Mountain and escort soldiers with sufficient strength."
Shi Yonglun sighed: "I understand, Master."
"Oh! Remember, you should also keep an eye out for news about your sixth uncle."
"As you command, Master"
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