That night, Zhou Dalai arranged for Wang Yuan to stay in "Yiju".
Wang Yuan and Zhou Dalai knew each other, because the old man in green shirt seemed to Zhou Dalai to be an immortal cultivator, and his strength was far superior to him. Therefore, in order to form a good relationship with the old man, he planned to help Wang Yuan enter his former immortal sect.
——Linyuan Sect.
At this time, in Wang Yuan's room, he was lying on the bed and looking up at the canopy above his head, thinking about other things in his heart.
Wang Yuan is now dressed in clean clothes and is no longer an unkempt little beggar. Zhou Dalai arranged for him to eat delicious dishes, and even had the "Ice Wind Spreading Wings" that he never dared to imagine.
In Mu Bing City, there are many people and many beggars will talk about some of the news they heard when the sun is not so fierce. Regardless of whether the news is true or false, Wang Yuandu silently keeps it in his heart. Among them is something about "There is a story"
Famous dishes of "Ju".
He felt that what happened today was unbelievable. Wang Yuan lost his parents when he was young and struggled to survive alone in Mu Bingcheng. Before meeting the old man in green shirt, he didn't know what his fate would be.
The old man in green shirt has set the direction of his destiny, and the future will depend on Wang Yuan's own efforts.
"What exactly is an immortal like? He carries a long sword, eliminates harm for the people, and cares about the people." This is how Wang Yuan defined the immortal cultivator in his heart.
Because of the possibility of becoming an immortal, Wang Yuan was very excited at the moment and could not sleep.
Tossing and turning, he thought of the only spell taught to him by the old man, but Wang Yuan didn't understand what it said at all, and he was still illiterate, so he fell asleep thinking about it in a daze.
On the second day, Zhou Dalai looked at Wang Yuan who was slightly sleepy and thought to himself: "When I was his age, I felt the same as him the night I found out I could join the Immortal Cultivation Sect. I couldn't sleep well all night."
Just like this, Wang Yuan spent the whole night dreaming about floating in the sky, and he didn't stop until he was woken up by Zhou Dalai.
After Wang Yuan washed himself and put on clean clothes, he could not be associated with the little beggar at all. He was like a young man from a wealthy family, especially his eyes, which were brighter and revealed wisdom and strength.
Wang Yuan followed Zhou Dalai to the backyard of "Yiju". "Yiju" occupies a very large area and the backyard is also very vast.
He didn't understand why Zhou Dalai brought him here. According to what Wang Yuan heard from other beggars, the places where immortals practice range from the dangerous peaks towering into the clouds to the abyss of the deep sea.
While Wang Yuan was thinking, Zhou Dalai suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you flown before?"
"Fly... fly!?" Wang Yuan couldn't even afford food and clothing, let alone flying. He replied in a daze: "No."
"Although I have not yet reached the level of being able to ascend to heaven and earth, over the years, I have curried favor with some experienced old monsters in the sect, so they rewarded me with some immortal talismans, including those for flying. This time I will bring
You experience the feeling of flying, I haven't experienced flying in a long time."
As he spoke, Zhou Dalai took out a piece of yellow paper, held it with his index and middle fingers, and muttered something silently.
"Bang!"
Under Wang Yuan's close gaze, the yellow paper turned into a cloud of mist. The mist did not float upward, but slowly fell down.
Zhou Dalai smiled and stepped onto the clouds, saying: "Don't be stunned, hurry up!"
Wang Yuan's first flight in his life was through Zhou Dalai, his Uncle Zhou!
*************** "Linyuan Sect" recruits disciples every five years. The disciples are divided into inner sect and outer sect. The outer sect disciples have some potential to cultivate immortals, but it still takes three years to do so.
Observation, so all the sundries within the sect are usually handled by the outer disciples. To put it bluntly, it is free labor.
Outer disciples will be expelled from the sect if they do not reach the first level of Qi training in three years. Zhou Dalai is one of them. Often only one out of ten outer disciples can reach the first level of Qi training within three years, and then he is expelled.
As an inner disciple.
The status of inner disciples is much higher. Not only are they taught by people with high cultivation levels in the sect, but they also have training materials.
Above the inner disciples and the outer disciples, there is another disciple level with a more superior and transcendent status, that is, the true disciples. The true disciples are usually the best among the inner disciples who have reached the qualifications, and are then accepted by the elders or even the head of the sect.
The closed disciples are the true disciples!
This day happened to be the time when the "Linyuan Sect" recruited disciples every five years. Well-known people from all walks of life wanted to become disciples, but due to their qualifications and age, they were rejected one by one.
At this time, at the mountain gate of the "Linyuan Sect", the stone steps extending downward were filled with people. Most of them were parents of some powerful family who accompanied their children to seek a chance to be immortal. At a glance, the number of people was no less than a thousand.
Some powerful families have alliances with various sects of cultivating immortals. The family brings fresh blood to the sect. If a bloodline from the clan is selected as an inner disciple, then the family can raise its head a lot.
There were three people at the mountain gate. One of them, an old man in black, had a solemn expression. Standing in front of him was a young man. Perhaps the young man was suppressed by the solemn expression of the old man in black and actually wet his pants in fear.
The old man in black frowned and said coldly: "I can't bear even this situation. Even if you are talented, you can't embark on the path of cultivating immortals. You can leave and go home." There was no color in the old man's words.
When the young man heard the most unacceptable fact, he immediately burst into tears, and his cries spread throughout the mountain gate.
The old man's face became even colder and he shouted: "Send him back to his family. His family will no longer need to send new people to the sect."
The two young disciples behind the old man responded: "Yes, Master."
As he said that, one of the young men picked up the still crying young man and jumped into the air, disappearing into the sky in an instant.
Everyone on the stone steps looked in the direction where the two young men disappeared, and said with envy: "Immortals!"
The old man in black snorted coldly and pulled the group of wandering people back.
However, the old man shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice: "At present, the demons and monsters are becoming more and more prosperous, the Buddha and the ghost are not involved in the world, and the immortal way is withering day by day. Do the gods want to destroy us?
It’s a shame, it’s a shame…”
While the old man was sighing, another young man walked up to him. This young man also looked submissive and said in a stuttering voice: "Shang...shangxian...okay."
Seeing the young man so nervous, the old man suddenly laughed miserably, and then stretched out his hand and scratched the young man's head.
The young man waited nervously for the old man's words. The old man's words could determine whether he could achieve his dream of reaching heaven in one step.
"Qualifications..." the old man said, "If you are mediocre, you can join the outer disciples. Just go in and others will guide you." The old man sighed and said.
So far today, he has not met anyone new who can enter the inner gate, which is a pity.
As time passed, all the young men who were judged by the old man in black as not qualified to cultivate immortality were sent home one by one. However, only a few of them could only join the ranks of outer disciples, which made everyone below feel envious.
At this time, it was the turn of a young girl to step forward. This girl was beautiful and had a hint of heroism. Some precocious boys looked at her unconsciously and secretly swallowed their saliva.
"Hello, Immortal." The girl bowed slightly and said hello politely. Unlike the others who were frightened, this girl was calm and generous, as if she had experienced such an occasion.
The old man in black's eyes lit up and he nodded secretly. This was the most clever and lovable girl he had ever met today.
The old man's dull mood seemed to disappear at this moment, and he laughed and said, "Which family are you from?"
"I am from the Xu family in Ximu City. My name is Xu Xiaoxuan." Xu Xiaoxuan not only reported her family name, but also her own name. She was very cheerful and lively, which made the old man in black even more fond of her.
Without wasting any time, the old man reached out and brushed her head, and his rigid face immediately melted away.
The old man nodded with a smile and said: "I didn't expect that the Xu family would have a talented member like you this year. You can enter the ranks of inner disciples. Congratulations." According to the old man's original temperament, he would naturally not pay attention to a junior, but today
It was different. Today, he had not been able to recruit a disciple that satisfied him. It was not until Xu Xiaoxuan appeared that the "Linyuan Sect"'s grand event of recruiting disciples every five years had a good start.
Xu Xiaoxuan covered her bright red mouth with both hands. Even though she was as smart as her, Xu Xiaoxuan was surprised and said in silence: "Have I really become an inner disciple!?"
The old man touched her long silk hair and said with a smile: "Hurry up and tell your parents, and then enter the sect."
Xu Xiaoxuan responded crisply and ran to her parents. She didn't know when we would see each other again, so we should cherish this opportunity.
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