Chapter 161: Introduction to the Three Wishes

Yu Zecheng came to Tianfa Pavilion. Time was tight and he couldn't delay. Fortunately, most of the disciples were preparing to listen to the Dharma. There was no one else here and he didn't have to wait in line. Yu Zecheng crossed his waist badge and entered a martial arts performance. He used the innate Qi catching hand as required and controlled it to crush ten earthenware jars in the air. This was too easy for him.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yu Zecheng could leave. His evaluation was a Jiazi achievement, the highest level of great perfection.

Yu Zecheng quickly entered the Yunfa Hall and chose the invisible body-breaking Qiankun palm. He would do it again the day after tomorrow to verify it. In this way, he would have two Jiazi excellent records and a slight qualification to enter the inner gate. In this way, Senior Brother Yizhu could also speak for him.

Yu Zecheng left Tianfa Pavilion. At this time, more and more people were walking. Yu Zecheng said nothing and followed the others. He quickly came to the lecture hall, entered the hall, found a seat, and prepared to listen to the lecture.

Soon the hall was full of disciples. Except for the disciples who were practicing, most of them would come here. This lecture hall was extremely magical. I don’t know if it was an illusion or a space magic. As long as a disciple came into the lecture hall, there would be an extra seat in order. First come first served, automatic ranking was carried out. With each person entering, the space would be larger.

Yu Zecheng belonged to the last row. Not long after he sat down, the hall was automatically closed and the door of the lecture hall was locked. Later disciples didn’t have to think about entering.

Then several people walked out from the center of the hall. Among them, Bing Ling said first:

“Dear brothers and sisters, the one who will give you a lecture today is Uncle Yizhu from the Qingliangling School. Please applaud.”

Yizhu suddenly walked out from the corner and walked to the stage amid applause. He smiled at Yu Zecheng intentionally or unintentionally. Yu Zecheng suddenly had a feeling that Yizhu’s purpose of coming here was to find him.

Yizhu said:

"My fellow disciples, there is a sequence of learning. I am here to teach you. Today I will talk about illusion."

During the speech, Yizhu moved his hand, and a lotus flower appeared in his hand. Then he shook the lotus flower and it slowly rose and flew into the air.

"Illusion plays an extremely important role in the magic system of our immortal cultivators. The Tianfa Pavilion's power transmission array, the various exotic flowers, exotic flowers, rare birds, exotic beasts, fairy stones, and exotic mineral patterns in the Hall of All Things are also used to let everyone know and learn. It can be said that illusion exists in every corner of our immortal cultivation world.

However, illusion is not favored in battle, because after tens of thousands of years of inheritance, the major sects have countless ways to break illusions. From the simplest cultivation spells such as the God-breaking Eye and the True Soul Beast Eye, to the Seeking Truth Talisman and the Qinghuanxiang Talisman, which are worth a few spirit stones, they can all clear illusions, so everyone is not very optimistic about illusions..."

The hall changed again, turning into a lotus pond with white lotus roots and frogs croaking. Everything was so real. Suddenly, it changed again, flames were generated, and countless evil ghosts seemed to crawl out from the ground. It changed again, and the breeze blew over the moon, and this place became like a fairyland.

"If you think so, you are wrong. Those that have been cracked are low-level illusions. High-level illusions directly act on your mind, so how can they be cracked so easily? It is said that the highest illusion can turn the virtual into the real, and turn the objects imagined by the mind into real objects. Our Zhongxing ancestor has such magical powers. It is said that the Xuanyuan Sword Peak behind us was created by him...."

Yizhu talked freely, describing the pros and cons of illusions, the characteristics of the illusions of various major sects, how to arrange and use illusions, and how to crack and separate illusions. He talked for a full hour, and everyone who listened to it was fascinated and wanted to go to Tianfa Pavilion to choose illusions to learn immediately. Finally, Zhu said:

"Okay, time is up. I will stop here today. Goodbye everyone."

After speaking, Yizhu ended his lecture and looked at Yu Zecheng again. The meaning was self-evident, telling Yu Zecheng not to leave and wait for him.

Yu Zecheng sat in his seat, motionless, waiting for Yizhu. After everyone finished listening to the lecture, many people rushed to the Tianfa Pavilion to find illusion practice. Soon the place was deserted, and all the disciples left one by one. Only Yu Zecheng was left in the hall. At this time, Yizhu came over and slowly came to Yu Zecheng and sat there.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Uncle Master Yizhu..."

Yizhu waved his hand to stop Yu Zecheng from speaking, and said:

"Zecheng, why call me uncle master? That's unorthodox. I didn't do what I said that day, and I feel a little guilty about you.

After I went back, I recommended you to my master. When Master Yehan was exiled, he also recommended you to the uncle master in power. Unfortunately, my master, hey, he didn't have the right to select disciples this time. The one who represented Qingliangling to select disciples this time was Uncle Master Daohen. He had already chosen Feng Lingjing. My master told him about you, but he didn't agree. We can only wait a year later, when it's my master's turn, to select you to join the sect."

Yizhu said this lightly, but Yu Zecheng knew that Yizhu had made great efforts for him. He begged his master and even persuaded his master to ask Uncle Master Daohen to intercede for him, but it seems that he didn't succeed. Yizhu looks calm on the outside, but he is actually arrogant on the inside. He was able to persuade his master to intercede for him. Yu Zecheng owed him a big favor.

Yizhu said again:

"Even if my master cannot choose you after one year, you can continue to practice hard for another ten years. Your Senior Brother Ye Han has already closed the door of death and will not come out until he has achieved the golden elixir. When he comes out, he will accept you as his disciple. If he cannot, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely accept you as my disciple."

Yu Zecheng was stunned and said:

"Brother Ye Han is in a state of retreat? He will not come out until he succeeds in making a golden elixir? But he is only in the middle stage of Lingji, two levels short?"

Yu Zecheng suddenly understood. Brother Ye Han must have asked his uncle to choose him, but he was insulted and insulted when he failed. He couldn't swallow this breath, so he made up his mind to go into a state of retreat. This is probably the case.

This is also normal. Between the waste of cultivating immortals with five elements spiritual roots and the genius of a single spiritual root that is rare in a thousand years, no one would choose Yu Zecheng. You know, a good disciple is rare in a thousand years and can revitalize his own inheritance.

Yu Zecheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and he remembered the face of Ye Han, who was like an older brother. Because he recommended himself, he was ridiculed and indignant. He was dissatisfied with the choice of the other party's uncle Jindan, but he was only in the foundation building stage and could not change anything. He was powerless to turn the tide. In a fit of anger, he made a vow that he would not come out until he succeeded in making a golden elixir. He did this for himself.

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's all for me, Brother Yehan..."

Yizhu said:

"It's not for you, Brother Yehan is also trying to save face, hate it, hate it, hate it, don't worry, as long as your brother Yehan and I don't die, there will be a seat for you in the inner gate.

By the way, I asked Sister Ruotong, she told me the secret method of practicing the Blood Gang Jue, which is to find one of the thirteen major methods of the Out-of-Body Sect, and practice it together with the Blood Gang Jue, which is in line with the way of blood and energy, and can quickly advance.

You also know the rule that my sect's methods are not passed on to the six ears, I can't bring out the Out-of-Body Sect secrets owned by the inner gate to you, but I will give you all the credit for killing the stinging turtle. As long as you do more outer sect tasks, endure for three years, accumulate all the task rewards, and then ask for the law from the sect, you will get the secret book of the Out-of-Body Sect, and then you will be able to soar to the sky.

Okay, I won’t say anything more. One year later, within ten years, your senior brother Ye Han and I will definitely help you to enter the sect. "

After saying that, Yizhu turned around and left, never looking back. Yu Zecheng sat here blankly. Ye Han and Yizhu were such arrogant people. One begged for help for himself, and the other was humiliated and closed. Although Yizhu said it lightly, Yu Zecheng could feel their anger in their hearts.

This invisible shame is just like what Yu Zecheng suffered. From childhood to adulthood, Yu Zecheng has never been as indignant as today. This is a kind of denial, contempt, and humiliation of himself, and it also caused his relatives and friends to suffer the same humiliation.

The anger in Yu Zecheng's heart burned like a flame. He had just made a vow not to be looked down upon, but now he was humiliated. What's wrong with the five elements spiritual roots? These are the best spiritual roots in the Qin Dynasty. What's wrong with the Golden Pill True Man? I have killed the Yuanying Divine Lord. I am not convinced, I am not convinced. I am not convinced.

Yu Zecheng stood up and strode away from here, determined. I want to make you regret it. I want to enter the inner gate with the five elements spiritual roots. Not only do I want to build a foundation, I also want to form a pill and transform into a baby. I have more capital than you. I am a cultivator who has entered the ruins of the Qin Dynasty. I have destroyed a sect. I have the Pangu world, I have countless spiritual springs, and I have a ninth-level flying sword. I will definitely do it. You wait...

But Yu Zecheng couldn't help but shed tears. This feeling of being despised and abandoned made him unforgettable and remembered forever. From childhood to adulthood, he had never suffered such contempt and insult. Although Yu Zecheng looked calm, he was also very arrogant in his heart. He had never been convinced or afraid of anyone.

Silently walking back to his residence, Yu Zecheng entered the room, came to the practice room, returned to the Pangu world, returned to his own little piece of land, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he came to the edge of the spring, and said to the ninth-level flying sword Shanshan Guanghua in the water:

"Brother Jian, Brother Gou, Zecheng is useless, and has caused trouble to his friends. I will remember this humiliation here today. Tomorrow, I want the sky to bow for me, and the water to flow back for me, so that they will regret their decision today. I hope you will support me in the future."

Shanshan Guanghua suddenly flashed, and the one who reacted the most was Zhu Gouzi. It burst into a red light and immediately hit Yu Zecheng's left hand, forming a two-inch hook mark on the wrist, just like the poisonous hook of a scorpion, which meant that he recognized Yu Zecheng. Cause and effect make harmony. Two thousand years ago, when Yuanying Shenjun Zhu Gouzi was still a schoolboy, he also suffered this kind of insult, so he achieved this. Two thousand years later, the magic weapon Zhu Gouzi left by Ying Shenjun Zhu Gouzi also sensed this kind of injustice, which brought back the memories of the spirit of the weapon, so he recognized Yu Zecheng.

On the third day, Yu Zecheng went to Tianfa Pavilion for an examination and received another Jiazi-level evaluation. Then he chose another unique skill. This time he chose the fairy art of ice and snow. This fairy art is also a continuation fairy art, but this spell can only be used until the Jindan stage. When it reaches the Yuanying stage, this spell is meaningless.

This spell is a variant fairy art of the water system, which is the three attributes of ice, heaven and earth. After practicing, a huge ice ball can be sent out. This ice ball can fly in an instant of three miles under the control of the spirit consciousness, fly to the target and explode, and turn into eighteen ice cones to stab the opponent.

If the foundation-building stage can turn into 108 ice cones, the Jindan stage can turn into 1,001. If these ice cones fail to stab the opponent, half of them will fly to the sky and half will enter the ground. Then the ice cones in the sky will turn into snow clouds, and the ice cones on the ground will turn into ice. The ice and snow fall down, and the ice rushes into the sky, forming a combo, so it is called ice and snow. This art is a group spell, which is very effective against a group of enemies or fairy caves.

Yu Zecheng practiced hard in the Pangu world. This spell was not as easy to master as before. It took him two days and two nights to reach the perfect state. As he expected, his Pangu world was full of lakes and water, which was very useful for him to practice the water system. Immortal magic has a bonus effect. Compared with human's Ice and Snow Land, it shoots out eighteen ice cones, while Yu Zecheng's Ice and Snow Land shoots out thirty-six ice cones. This achievement can only be achieved by disciples with pure water spiritual roots.

The next day was the selection meeting. Yu Zecheng got an excellent rating with this spell. He stopped choosing spells. The depression in his heart dissipated a little. It was your mistake not to choose me. You can't be so crazy anymore. After being promoted, again and again, the abnormality becomes a monster.

Yu Zecheng walked around the outer gate. As expected, there were more than ten kinds of spiritual wines and various liquid elixirs in the outer gate. Yu Zecheng memorized the names one by one. When the selection meeting ends tomorrow, he would use them himself. The mutated firethorn wine was exchanged for spiritual stones from other disciples, and he purchased these elixirs and spiritual wine to enrich his own lake water spring.

Yu Zecheng went to the Hall of All Things again, where he saw the Divine Power Hui Genlu compiled by the Buyan Sect, and found in it the names of the two magical powers he had obtained through the Heart of Blood Nightmare.

The first magical power that the Heart of Blood Nightmare brought to Yu Zecheng was that it gave Yu Zecheng a strong vitality. He could survive injuries and heal himself even if his heart was broken. This magical power is called bottom blood in Shentong Hui Genlu, which means that as long as there is a trace of Blood Nightmare's blood in the heart, the magical person will not die.

These two magical powers are to burn blood and restore true energy instantly, and they will be several times stronger than before. This magical power is called Burning Blood in Shentong Hui Genlu, which means burning blood to gain strong recovery and combat effectiveness. This magical power can be used once a month.

Yu Zecheng returned to his residence. At this time, Cheng Lan and Wang Shuyuan came to him for a drink, and then called Shang Gu Lun Qiwen and Long Tianhuang. Feng Lingjing and Lei Bingyun did not participate. The five people toasted and drank. Although they didn't say it, everyone knew that tomorrow was the time to say goodbye.

Finally the selection meeting came, the sun rose, and the morning bell at the outer door rang nine times. This sound resounded throughout the world. This is the soul-enchanting bell. Even if you enter meditation and practice, you will wake up to the sound of this bell. It is summoning All disciples gathered in the square.

On this day, all 6,666 outer disciples came here. Everyone looked at Cheng Lan, Wang Shuyuan, and Feng Lingjing in the front row with expectations, envy, jealousy, and resentment. , they were destined to enter the inner gate, and Senior Sister Bingling had occupied the front row position for them early in the morning.

Yu Zecheng was in the middle of the crowd. On the way here, he met Feng Lingjing. The two looked at each other. Feng Lingjing had no desire in her eyes, and she passed by Yu Zecheng in an instant, although she tried her best to restrain herself. Himself, but Yu Zecheng still sensed the anger under this calm body.

Feng Lingjing felt very strange about Yu Zecheng's current feelings. When she saw Yu Zecheng, she thought of his ruthlessness in wielding the sword, and at the same time she thought of the joy of playing, with both love and hatred. She couldn't explain this feeling herself. clear. Now Feng Lingjing is no longer as turbulent as before, as her name is, she is very quiet, but she is like a volcano, calm on the outside, with lava accumulating in her heart, ready to explode. This fire root was stimulated by this, and in just more than ten days, she After two advancements and two levels, he has reached the primary level of fetal breath, showing his natural talent.

Ever since Cheng Lan received the Dharma from the Patriarch from Tianfa Pavilion, he has been constantly changing and showing his sharpness, as if there is a vague aura of wind and cloud gathering around him. This boy is different from the pool at first glance. Vaguely the three leaders.

Everyone was waiting here. Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and more than ten light points appeared in the sky. They floated down and landed on the platform. Senior Sister Bingling stepped forward and saluted and said:

"Meet the law enforcement uncle Qi."

These ten people are all senior uncles in the foundation building stage. The leader, Uncle Qi, said:

"Today is the grand celebration day of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Luo Xinxue, Wang Ran, Liu Ming, and Hong Tianmiao have completed the journey of inquiry within three years. We hereby recruit them to enter the inner sect to practice. Xianyun, Ye Luo, and Zhang Qiwei are here After ten years of hard training in Zitongling, he broke through the innate realm and entered the foundation building stage. At the same time, he was also recruited to enter the inner sect to practice.

Today there are seven people starting at the same time, so it is the grand celebration day of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. After the selection meeting, a celebration banquet will be held, and there will be enough Immortal Food Spirit Wine. "

Immediately, countless cheers rang out. This time, four people entered the inner gate through the practice of asking the mind. This gave everyone hope. In addition, there was enough food for the celebration banquet after the completion of the ceremony. Immortal Food Spirit Wine was definitely a good thing. , which is of great benefit to one’s cultivation, so everyone cheered.

At this time, seven foundation-building seniors flew in from a distance. Each of them brought one person with them, the seven people just mentioned. Four of them were only at the fetal breath level, but they had all passed the test of asking the way of thinking, and all of them remained calm. , like a solid rock, this is the benefit brought by asking the mind.

The other three have all reached the Foundation Establishment stage. They are all outer disciples who have worked hard to reach the peak of Qi refining, accepted the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's mission, and obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill to enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

Seeing the seven of them, countless applauses suddenly rang out from the outer disciples. Talents like Xiang Feng Lingjing and others were unique to everyone. They were born, and they could only be envied and jealous. There was no other way. However, the achievements of these seven people are the result of their own hard work and are the future for everyone, so countless applause sounded.

Those seniors in the foundation building stage began to decorate the venue. They used illusions, and the square suddenly changed unconsciously. Suddenly, the entire square was filled with flowers, turning into a peaceful scene.

After finishing the law enforcement arrangements, Naqi shouted into the air:

"Respectfully invite you, masters and uncles."

Suddenly, thirteen rays of sword light appeared in the sky. As soon as these sword lights flashed in the sky, there were thirteen more people on the square. These were all Jindan masters, and six of them had frequent strange phenomena.

The disciples below immediately started talking:

"Look at Master Nan Tian, ​​Master Dao Hen, Master Xingjun, ah, that's Master Li Xiao, and Master Jishui is here. Today is really a big day."

"Of course, three disciples with pure spiritual roots are rare to meet in a thousand years and will definitely become golden elixirs. How can these real people not rush to accept disciples?"

"The three of them must have been accepted as direct disciples, and the other eight are likely to be introductory cultivation. Look, all the main disciples of Wuling have come. I don't know what treasures the first one to accept as disciples will donate. Today is really a big event. "

Discussions continued below. These thirteen real people represent the thirteen factions among the seventeen branches of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's Five Ridges and Twelve Peaks. Their purpose of coming here is to Feng Lingjing and the other three.

Usually, there are many disciples, but few people are selected. It is a random selection. Today, the thirteen masters came. Everyone's purpose is to Feng Lingjing and the other three. Naturally, only three of them will be satisfied and the others will be disappointed.

There are only a limited number of disciples to choose from, and there are so many real people. How can we determine who should choose first? Therefore, they need to donate magic weapons, flying swords and other precious treasures. Whoever's donation is precious can be the first to choose a disciple. Of course, these treasure flying swords will be allocated to those real people who have not selected disciples. Whoever wants them can bid and use spiritual stones to complete them, and the remaining people will be allocated spiritual stones. To be honest, most of the Thirteen Masters who came this time came here for the purpose of making up for the leaked dividends. They knew that Wuling would definitely fight for such outstanding disciples with all their strength.

This golden elixir also has its own rules for selecting disciples to start. One type is registered disciples, who practice introductory practice. You can join the inner sect of this system and enjoy the treatment of a disciple. The master will guide you, but you still mainly rely on yourself. Master thought you could be of great use, so he removed the name and became a direct disciple.

The other type is direct disciples. Although everyone is treated the same, the master will teach you step by step in detail, so that your cultivation progress will be rapid.

At this moment, a person walked slowly down from the Xuanyuan Sword Peak. This person was strolling in the courtyard at a very fast speed. He walked from the Xuanyuan Sword Peak to here in three steps.

Seeing this man, all the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples, including the Thirteen Masters, all saluted and said:

"Meet Master Yinglong."

That man was clearly a Zhenjun monk at the Nascent Soul stage. He waved his hand and said:

"No need to be polite, I am here to choose two disciples, Wang Shuyuan and Luo Xinxue. You two are destined to me, so come with me. By the way, the rules cannot be broken. These are seven innate elixir-transforming elixirs, which can make at least three Disciples who have reached the peak of the foundation building stage have entered the golden elixir realm. Do you have any objections?"

Immediately all the thirteen real people lowered their heads and said:

"Disciple has no objection."

The man said:

"good."

Then he said to all the disciples:

"The road to immortality is bumpy, but as long as you work hard, there will be a chance. Please work hard."

After he rolled up his hands, Wang Shuyuan and Luo Xinxue immediately flew into the air, and then he continued walking towards Xuanyuan Sword Peak. He returned to the peak in two steps and could no longer see the three of them.

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion below.

"Did you see that Master Yinglong, one of the five ancestors, has appeared, and even the head of the family has come to recruit disciples."

"Luo Xinxue is really lucky. I'm going to take the car with you. Patriarch Yinglong didn't want to upset everyone's hearts, so I took one more person away. I'm so envious. I will also participate in the Qinxinluo Consultation tomorrow."

"Put it down. You participated the year before last and quit after walking a hundred miles."

"The seven innate elixirs and magic elixirs are the supreme elixir that enables disciples to form golden elixirs. In other words, our Xuanyuan Sword Sect will have at least three more golden elixir masters."

"Will Wang Shuyuan be the future successor?"

"Bah, he's accompanying him too. He's just a little kid. What a heroic figure Senior Brother Gongsun is. When will the successor to the head of the family be able to talk about him?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Gongsun is the successor to the head of our Sword Sect. If you dare to say this again and insult Senior Brother Gongsun, I would rather be expelled from the sect than give you a good beating."

There was constant discussion below, like a market boiling. Yu Zecheng listened to everyone's discussion and suddenly realized that he had forgotten the appearance of Master Yinglong just now. Not only him, but also the appearance of Master Xiong that he saw in Xiling. I have completely forgotten the appearance, but there is just such a symbol in my brain.

This is probably the divine power of Lord Nascent Soul, which can unknowingly modify everyone's memories. It is a hundred times more powerful than the visions released by the real Jin Dan.

Senior Sister Bing Ling suddenly rang the seduction bell and said:

"The selection meeting has entered the next stage. Please offer your treasures to determine who will select the disciple first."

Most of these thirteen real people were silent, and only five of them spoke. They were all representatives of Wuling, and they were determined to win the remaining Feng Lingjing and Cheng Lan.

One of them was Master Dao Hen, the leader of the Qingliang Ridge group. He said slowly:

"I am willing to dedicate the eighth-level magic weapon Taiyi Ruyi Circle to gain the right to choose."

As soon as he said this, all the disciples below suddenly started talking.

"Taiyi Ruyi Circle, that is an ancient magic weapon. It is said that only the True Lord in the Nascent Soul stage can use it. It seems to be one of the three treasures of the Taiyi Sect. It is priceless. I am determined to win this Qingliang Ridge."

"This must be an order from Grandmaster Qingliangling Yubo, otherwise Master Daohen would have absolutely no right to do this."

There was a lot of discussion below, and the thirteen real people were also talking. Many people were smiling. This time the dividend will definitely not be reduced, and it will not be in vain.

After saying this, three of the representatives of the five ridges were silent. This was beyond their calculations and they all gave up. The remaining two people still had another chance. But there was one person, it was Master Jishui who said:

"Taiyi Ruyi Circle is good, but I am willing to dedicate the ninth-level magic weapon to press the sky flag in exchange for this opportunity."

There was a lot of discussion among the lowly people:

"The sky-pressing flag? What is the sky-pressing flag?"

"You idiot, ill-informed, this is the magic weapon of the Xuanyuan Tongtian sect of the false religion. It was this weapon that destroyed our Linglong Mountains. Later, the Tongtian sect was destroyed, and this magic weapon fell into the Qingluan lineage. Five thousand years of blood sea During the great catastrophe, the Blood Sea Sect was rampant for a while, and the world of immortality was in danger. At that time, it was our Minman Patriarch who relied on this flag to defeat their Nine-Bend Blood Sea Formation, and thus saved the world. Therefore, later the Blood Sea Sect’s Shanmen Cave Mansion discussed merits and deeds. The reward has to go to our Xuanyuan Sword Sect.”

"Ah, then it would be too impulsive to take out such treasures."

"You don't understand this. After selecting disciples, whoever wants this treasure, the Thirteen Masters, has to exchange it for spiritual stones. No matter what, you have to leave three thin noodles for others. The other Four Ridge Masters will not exchange it, and the other twelve Master Feng couldn't afford to replace it, so in the end he had to buy it back by himself, but it would cost at least tens of millions of spiritual stones. Now Qingluan Ridge is going to bleed. "

Everyone was talking about it, and Daohen Daohen also took a step back. He couldn't take out the sky-pressing flag. Anyway, he had a second choice, so why would he leave one person behind?

Everyone thought that no one could compete with Master Jishui for this selection, but then they heard someone say:

"I would like to dedicate the ninth-level flying sword Xuanyin Six Yang Confused Divine Sword."

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned. The ninth-level flying sword was hard to find in the world, and it had infinite attraction for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples. In front of this flying sword, the ninth-level magic weapon was immediately ignored.

Suddenly all eyes focused on one of them, it was Nan Tianren, the master of Tiandao Peak.

Yu Zecheng had met this man once before, on the bank of Xiling Lake. Unexpectedly, he actually took out the ninth-level flying sword as a tribute.

Immediately, the sound of discussion started again, including those of Jindan Daoist.

"The ninth-level flying sword is the ninth-level flying sword."

"What's wrong with Nantian? He is a branch of the Twelve Peaks. The ninth-level flying sword he brought out is definitely envied by countless people. It is impossible for him to buy it back by himself. This seems to be the peak-suppressing treasure of Tiandao Peak?"

Even Master Jishui said:

"Junior Brother Nantian, this ninth-level flying sword Xuanyin Liuyang Mysterious Divine Sword is the treasure of your Tiandao Peak sect. It is a treasure left behind by your uncle. Even uncle Yu Bo has coveted it for a long time. If you take it out, you will not be able to return it. Come on, you have to think about it."

Master Nan Tian just smiled slightly and did not make any answer. Master Jishui immediately retreated and gave up his qualification to Nan Tian.

Nantian said:

"Fellow brothers, no one will rob me this time. Okay, I'll choose a disciple first and put him under the door wall."

No one offered any more offerings. Master Nantian looked around among all the disciples. When he saw Feng Lingjing and Cheng Lan, they all raised their chests and breathed quickly. However, Master Nantian glanced at them and finally fell on Yu Ze. Cheng said:

"Yu Zecheng."

The voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the whole place. Suddenly everyone was excited. Nantian Real Master did not choose outstanding immortals like Feng Lingjing and Cheng Lan, but chose Yu Zecheng. Everyone shouted loudly and asked Yu Zecheng. Who is it?

Yu Zecheng was completely dumbfounded. He thought that his ears must have heard wrongly. At this time, Nantian people shouted again:

"Where is Yu Zecheng?"

Following one person's gaze, countless eyes suddenly focused on Yu Zecheng's body, and countless detection spells focused on Yu Zecheng's body. These spells conflicted with each other, and Yu Zecheng's body even emitted colorful lights.

Then four real people on the stage said together:

"Five Elements Spiritual Roots?!"

Yu Zecheng was completely dumbfounded. At this moment, he saw Nan Tianren on the stage nodding towards him and smiling slightly, as if signaling for him to come forward.

Yu Zecheng walked to the stage completely distracted, faced the Nantian people, and said:

"I, I am the Five Elements Spiritual Root?"

Nantian said:

"I know, I also have the Five Elements Spiritual Root."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'm not worth that ninth level flying sword."

Nantian said:

"You're worth it. You can cross levels and kill the foundation-building monks by the Xiling Lake. Along the way, you killed the stinging turtles and solved the mirage. Here you have continuously won the Jiazi evaluation. I have the strong recommendation of my two nephews, Yi Zhu Yehan." , so if I say you are worth it, you are worth it.

What about the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, what about abnormal talents, what about rare encounters in a thousand years, they are all lies. These are not important to you and me. We are cultivators of immortality, and the way of heaven is impermanent. Our parents did not give us a good foundation when we were born, so we have to rely on We, ourselves, are cultivating immortals. As long as we are strong-willed, bravely go up against the current, and constantly strive for self-improvement, we will definitely become true immortals. "

After saying this, Yu Zecheng felt as if his whole body was bathed in sunshine. Finally, someone appreciated and understood him, and the deep-seated shame disappeared.

Countless outer disciples all applauded. They were all ordinary people. Those with good roots had already entered the inner gate. They were extremely excited when they heard this, and everyone cheered.

Nan Tian Zhenren said to Yu Zecheng:

"Are you willing to be brave and diligent on this rugged immortal road, cut off the shackles with a sword, strive for self-improvement, and pursue my way."

Yu Zecheng said loudly:

"I am willing."

Nantian Zhenren said to Yu Zecheng again:

"Are you willing to encourage me to move forward on this immortal road, never retreat, and never regret until death."

Yu Zecheng's eyes immediately shed tears, and he answered loudly:

"I am willing."

Nantian Zhenren finally said to Yu Zecheng:

"Are you willing to worship me as your master and become my disciple."

Yu Zecheng immediately knelt down and shouted loudly:

"I am willing, Master, accept your worship."

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