When he heard that he could join the Qingyue Sect, Lin San's face suddenly became happy.
"Brother Lin, please follow me to see the elders now," Hu Yong said with a smile.
"Elder, what elder?" Lin San was stunned for a moment.
"It seems that Brother Lin is really unfamiliar with the Qingyue Sect. Well, I will spend some time introducing you to the Qingyue Sect..." Hu Yong then introduced the Qingyue Sect in detail. .
The disciples of the Qingyue Sect are divided into levels. The lowest is the fourth generation disciple, which refers to those who have just started and has no cultivation. The next is the third generation disciple, which refers to those who are in the foundation stage of Qi training. If they can condense the golden elixir, He will be promoted to the second generation disciple, and then he will be the elder. The elders are all at the Yuanying stage. They usually help the leader manage the affairs of the sect. The leader's cultivation is also at the Yuanying stage. In addition, , Qingyue Sect also has a supreme elder who is in the stage of becoming a god. In the entire spiritual world, this supreme elder of Qingyue Sect is also a top figure. The reason why Qingyue Sect can achieve such a big name is Most of it is due to this Supreme Elder.
"I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not," Lin San said after pondering for a while.
Hu Yong smiled and said: "Brother Lin has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
"What is the highest level of cultivation in the spiritual world? Is it the stage of transcending tribulation?" Lin San asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for several days.
Hu Yong was stunned. He did not expect that Lin San would ask such a question. He thought for a while and said: "As far as I know, there have been no masters in the spiritual world for tens of thousands of years."
"Ah, how could that happen?" Lin San was surprised.
"Why not? Do you think the Tribulation Stage is so easy to cultivate? You must know that the Tribulation Stage is equivalent to half a true immortal, just short of becoming an immortal and ascending. Okay, it's getting late, let's go quickly Let’s meet the elders,” Hu Yong obviously didn’t want to discuss it with Lin San anymore.
Lin San nodded and followed Hu Yong out of the room.
The two of them flew all the way and soon arrived in front of a large hall.
"So impressive," Lin San raised his head and glanced at the towering hall, and was immediately shocked.
"This is the place where the elders usually discuss matters. You wait here for a moment and I will go in to make an announcement." After saying that, Hu Yong walked into the main hall.
Lin San stood quietly outside the door waiting.
After a while, Hu Yong walked out quickly: "Brother Lin, go in, the elders are waiting for you in the main hall,"
Lin San nodded and followed Hu Yong into the hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Lin San felt a surge of righteousness coming towards him, making him involuntarily straighten up a bit and his expression became serious.
The main hall is magnificently decorated. In front of it is a golden statue of a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, holding a floating dust in his hand, looking like a fairy. Under the golden statue is a long table, on which are placed A huge incense burner filled with smoke and incense.
There are two rows of chairs placed in the center of the hall. Four red-colored old men sit on the chairs at the front. They exude an impressive aura with their gestures.
Hu Yong took a few steps, bent down to the four old men, and said respectfully: "For the record, elders, San Xiu Lin San has been brought here."
An old man with white hair glanced at Lin San: "Well, it is indeed the early stage of Jindan,"
Lin San licked her dry lips and cupped her hands to the elders: "Hello, elders,"
"Come here and let me see your qualifications," the white-haired old man waved.
Lin San hesitated for a moment and slowly walked to the old man.
The white-haired old man stretched out a finger and gently tapped Lin San's forehead for a while before putting his finger down.
Lin San took a step back and looked at the white-haired old man quietly, waiting for the conclusion.
The white-haired old man frowned slightly and was silent, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.
"Second brother, what's wrong?" a dark-faced old man next to him couldn't help but ask.
The white-haired old man shook his head: "It's so strange. This person actually has the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. It's incredible that such a poor qualification can be condensed into a golden elixir."
"What, he has all five spiritual roots," the black-faced old man seemed a little unconvinced. He raised his hand and grabbed Lin San in his palm, then raised his palm and pressed it on Lin San's forehead.
Lin San was startled. Just as he was about to struggle, a soft voice came from his ears: "Don't be afraid, my junior brother has no ill intentions."
Lin San turned around and saw that the white-haired old man was nodding slightly towards him, with a kind smile on his face. Somehow, after seeing the white-haired old man's smile, Lin San became relaxed. There is no thought of struggling anymore.
After a moment, the black-faced old man let go of Lin San and kept muttering: "It really is five kinds of spiritual roots."
The white-haired old man looked at Lin San: "How do you usually practice and who is your master?"
"I don't have a master. I just picked up a secret book on cultivating immortals on the mountain and started practicing it randomly. Unknowingly, it condensed into a golden elixir," Lin Sanxin said nonsensically.
The white-haired old man was stunned: "So you have become a talent by yourself,"
Lin San nodded: "You can say that,"
At this time, the black-faced old man interjected: "He is definitely a very diligent person in cultivation,"
The white-haired old man nodded in agreement. For a person with such poor qualifications to condense into a golden elixir, apart from a trace of luck, he would have to put in several times more diligence and effort than ordinary people.
Lin San stood there and listened quietly to the discussion of several elders without saying a word.
"Why do you want to join the Qingyue Sect instead of being a casual cultivator?" the white-haired old man stared at Lin San and asked softly.
Lin San said with a crooked mouth: "It's very simple. I want to learn more advanced immortal techniques. Being a casual cultivator is certainly free, but without the guidance of a famous teacher, I won't be able to go far on the path of cultivating immortals."
"You are thinking in the long term," the white-haired old man smiled: "Junior brothers, please think of how to arrange him appropriately," the latter sentence was addressed to the other three elders.
"I have a suggestion," the black-faced old man suddenly said.
"Oh, what's the proposal?" the white-haired old man asked.
The black-faced old man glanced at Lin San, suddenly opened his lips slightly, and sent a message to the white-haired old man. It seemed that there were some words that were difficult to say in person.
After hearing what the black-faced old man said, the white-haired old man was stunned for a moment.
After the black-faced old man finished delivering the message, he sat on the chair and stopped talking.
After a long while, the white-haired old man said to Lin San: "After discussion among several of us, we decided to send you to the back mountain to guard the elixir garden."
"Elixir Garden," Lin Sanyi was stunned: "What is the Elixir Garden?"
"The elixir garden is a garden where various elixirs are planted. There are three elixir gardens in the Qingyue Sect. The one in the back mountain is the largest and has the most complete varieties." The white-haired old man explained briefly. sentence.
"Well, I came to Qingyue Sect to practice immortal magic, not to do hard labor," Lin San said a little anxiously.
"Haha..." The white-haired old man chuckled: "Who said that while guarding the elixir garden, you can't practice immortal magic at the same time?"
The black-faced old man took over the conversation on the side: "Any new disciple must do hard labor for a period of time. This has been the rule of the Qingyue Sect over the years. Even if you are at the Golden Core stage, there is no exception."
After listening to the black-faced old man's words, Lin San looked a little embarrassed.
"Why, you don't want to," the black-faced old man asked in a deep voice.
Lin San twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm going to guard the elixir garden." He was under the eaves and had to lower his head.
"This is your waist badge. You must keep it well. If you lose it, you will be in trouble." The black-faced old man took out a dark waist badge from his arms and threw it to Lin San.
Lin San took the belt, looked at it, and hung it on his waist.
"Someone will send you Qingyue Sect's disciple clothes later," the black-faced old man turned to look at Hu Yong: "Hu Yong, take him to the elixir garden in the back mountain,"
"Yes," Hu Yong responded, reaching out to Lin Sanyi: "Brother Lin, let's go,"
Lin San opened his mouth, as if he still had something to say.
"Why, you still have something to do," the black-faced old man asked in surprise.
"Well... I want to ask when will I be given the skills to cultivate immortality?" Lin San came to Qingyue Sect with the purpose of finding a set of skills suitable for him to practice. Now he finally met the manager of Qingyue Sect. , of course he had to ask for it. As for the booklet Guang Yuanzi gave him, it was just a formula for using magic power, not a method of cultivating immortals at all. The skills left by Fairy Ziling were too profound and could not be practiced by Lin San now.
"You are quite impatient. On the first day of joining, you want to practice immortality skills," the black-faced old man smiled.
"Cultivating immortality is a race against time. Can I not be impatient?" Lin San muttered.
"Let's do this. You can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion tomorrow and choose a book of exercises that suits you." The black-faced old man discussed with several other brothers and decided to make an exception for Lin San.
Lin San's face lit up: "Thank you elders, thank you,"
"It's nothing, just follow Hu Yong to the elixir garden," the black-faced old man waved his hand.
Lin San nodded and followed Hu Yong out of the hall.
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"I originally thought he was some kind of genius who cultivated immortals, but after a long time, he turned out to be just a person with extremely mediocre qualifications," the white-haired old man sighed.
The black-faced old man also had some disappointment on his face: "For people like Lin San who have five kinds of spiritual roots, it is extremely difficult to cultivate immortality. The reason why they can condense into a golden elixir is, I think, luck. No accidents. , Lin San will reach the golden elixir stage in this life, and will not make any further progress," the black-faced old man rejected Lin San in a few words.
The white-haired old man nodded and said nothing, apparently agreeing with what the black-faced old man said.
"By the way, the head brother will be released soon," the black-faced old man suddenly said.
"There's still a month left. After the leader comes out of seclusion this time, his level will definitely improve," the white-haired old man said with a smile.
Next, the four elders began to discuss the trivial matters of the development of Qingyue Sect,