"Shui Lingzi, I am the Master's ninth disciple, Bodhisattva. I will leave this small courtyard to you."
The Ninth Senior Brother in front of him had an indifferent temperament, and even in Di Xin's opinion, he looked at him as if he were a dead person, without any sense of intimacy like his fellow senior fellow apprentices.
Di Xin looked around and found that the small courtyards here were exactly the same. All the furniture and furnishings were very simple, with only a stone bed and a futon.
The Bodhisattva in front of him, after saying this, seemed to be afraid of delaying his own practice, so he turned around and left.
"Ninth Senior Brother!"
Di Xin called to Bodhizi, but his face was a little flattering, and Dixin's changes naturally could not escape Bodhizi's eyes.
"Shui Lingzi, I would like to give you a final warning. The mission here is only cultivation, and the master's disciples are not static. Once we have gathered twelve disciples, we will start to eliminate them. If you don't want to die, you have to hurry up."
After saying that, he ignored Di Xin and left alone.
"The last one is eliminated?!"
Di Xin's face suddenly darkened, and his young body seemed to be unsteady as he sat on the stone bed.
"No wonder Patriarch Hun Kun is not well-known. This great master uses the method of raising gu to train his disciples. Only the strongest disciples can survive."
If Di Xin's guess is correct, the Bodhi disciple he just met is the Bodhi Patriarch from Sanxing Cave. In the past life, there were many guesses about where this Patriarch, who was highly educated in Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, came from, and even some
He is said to be the Zhunti Saint.
Now it seems that Bodhizi and Saint Zhunti are from the same lineage, and both worshiped Patriarch Hunkun.
As for the losers with the worst grades, there seems to be no need to keep them.
Di Xin had just become an entry-level disciple and was not in a hurry to practice. Fortunately, he went out.
The small courtyards in various places are very orderly, but all the small courtyards are very quiet. Judging from the fluctuations seeping out of the small courtyards, all the disciples are practicing hard.
Di Xin was bored for a while, and then walked to the top of the cliff. He was suddenly blocked by a transparent shield, blocking his way. Obviously, Patriarch Hunkun had no intention of letting his disciples go down the mountain.
This shield is extremely protective. Being in it is like two worlds. Not even the wind from the outside can blow in.
Di Xin didn't want to leave either, so he sat down and enjoyed the rare rays of the rising and setting sun.
"You little kid, if you don't practice well and come here to be lazy, aren't you afraid of being eliminated?"
A Taoist with a bald head in the middle and white hair on both sides appeared next to Di Xin for no reason. Even Di Xin didn't sense his existence. It was as if he had always been there and never been here. It was really strange.
"The scenery here is beautiful. It is an excellent holy place. If you look at the terrain, it looks like stars holding the moon. But where the boy is sitting is the entrance to the terrain. The earth's spiritual energy comes in from the outside.
You are the first to enter here, how can you not be practicing?"
Di Xin chuckled and didn't care about this Taoist. He continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery while explaining.
"Interesting, interesting, very interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting child in a long time."
The Taoist was happy for a while, but his mouth opened wide as if he wanted to eat someone, which was scary to see.
But Di Xin was not afraid of this man at all and still did not ruin his good mood.
"In three days, the twelve disciples will be here. Boy, don't die!"
The Taoist reminded him kindly, but Di Xin didn't even look back at him, showing no intention of thanking him at all.
And the Taoist didn't blame him at all. He just looked at it for a while and then disappeared.
Three days later, the bell rang, and Di Xin, who was admiring the beautiful scenery, was directly dragged to a flat open space by a strong pulling force.
Patriarch Hun Kun was sitting high on it, with no emotion in his eyes.
"Twelve disciples have gathered this time, and the elimination of the last one has begun. There are three questions in total, and the last one in each question will be eliminated!"
After Patriarch Hun Kun finished speaking, all the disciples looked serious, and the most frightened among them was the twelfth-ranked disciple. He had just started and was about to be eliminated, so he couldn't help but be afraid.
"No.
One question! In three breaths, draw a map of mountains and rivers. The more complete the completion, the higher the score. The last one will be eliminated!"
After that, a map was displayed in front of all the disciples, and all the disciples stared at the earth map with wide eyes.
The time of only three breaths was over in an instant, and all the disciples turned their eyes to the sand table in front of them.
Emperor Xin didn't want to die here, so he looked at the sand table, and suddenly the sand table glowed with brilliance, and the aura of water spirit was built on the sand table.
Unlike other disciples who only chose to build one earth line, Di Xin built the whole. Three breaths had completely mapped out the overall trend of the earth's mountains and rivers. As for the others, they could be ignored.
So when all the disciples finished, the other disciples' sand tables were all quite exquisite. Not only were the mountains and rivers drawn, but even the vegetation was vividly painted. However, Di Xin's sand table was bare and lifeless.
After all the disciples finished, they looked at each other and knew the result. All the disciples looked at Di Xin with regretful eyes, and even the ninth senior brother Bodhizi showed contempt.
On the contrary, Di Xin looked indifferent, which in Bodhizi's view seemed a bit careless.
Patriarch Hun Kun looked at the sand table of the disciples, then said without showing a word, "First place, Shui Lingzi!"
"What!"
All the disciples showed shocked expressions, and Bodhisattva even shouted, "Unfair!"
"quiet!"
Patriarch Hun Kun did not explain, but continued to talk about the ranking. When he came to the last one, the disciple was so frightened that he was shaking like chaff.
"Master, I also ask that for the sake of my new disciple, please allow me to continue learning. I will definitely serve my master like my parents."
Patriarch Hun Kun showed no mercy at all. Suddenly, a layer of white flames appeared on this disciple's body. He didn't even have time to cry out, and was directly annihilated between heaven and earth.
When all the disciples saw this, they all felt sad, but their eyes became increasingly cold.
The longer a disciple has followed Patriarch Hunkun, the more indifferent he becomes.
Patriarch Hun Kun then swung it again, and a ball of watery air appeared on Di Xin's body again.
In the haze, Di Xin felt that his water spirit method had improved again, and at this time, the entry also appeared.
[Acquire the secret technique of Tianyuan Five Songs! The method of water spirit earth veins!]
[The method of water spirit earth veins: without using any magic power, you can predict the direction of the river with just your eyesight. You can also gain the merits of the earth veins by combing the river course, and become a being who contributes to the world.]
"The merits of heaven and earth!"
Di Xin exclaimed, this kind of merit that contributes to heaven and earth is infinitely higher than human merit. Even saints have contributed to heaven and earth, so they become saints.
And this method of sorting out the earth's veins is just an application of Tianyuan Five Songs. It can obviously obtain a huge amount of heaven and earth merits, which cannot be treated cautiously by Emperor Xin.
And if he possesses the merits of heaven and earth, Di Xin will have a better chance of winning when facing a calamity.