Chapter 90 Inner Disciples

Three days later.

The Qianyu Fu Ship returned to Qianyu Jianmen.

The mountain protection array in front was shrouded in fog, and it was all white inside, so it was hard to see clearly.

On the steps outside the mountain gate of Qianyu Jianmen, a large group of people knelt in black.

These people still hoped to be accepted by the elders of the sect and refused to leave.

Lin Mu's eyes flashed, and he saw at a glance that this group of people was different from those a month ago.

Many people couldn't hold on, and they cursed loudly, and then left angrily.

There were also many people who knelt on the ground without saying a word, and blood was flowing on their knees, but they didn't know it.

These people were all mortals, destined to have no chance to enter the world of cultivation.

No matter whether their character was firm or not, or whether they worked hard, they would not be accepted into the sect.

In the eyes of the head and several elders, these people were like ants, and they didn't take them seriously at all, let alone take them to heart.

Lin Mu looked at them with pity, mustered up his courage, and said to Shi Weihan: "Master, do these people have no chance to join the sect in this life? I see them kneeling there so pitifully."

Shi Weihan said slowly: "These people have poor qualifications. Even if they are accepted into the sect, they will not achieve much, and the hope of building a foundation is slim. Instead of wasting resources on these people, it is better to train more elite disciples. This is the right way for the sect. I know you have good intentions, and I feel sorry for these people, but so what? There are endless pitiful people in this world, how can I take care of them all. You should just practice with peace of mind, It is right to build a foundation as soon as possible. "

Lin Mu still did not give up and asked: "Is there really no chance at all? Among so many people, there are always one or two people with strong character and perseverance, who are promising talents. Are they destined to be hopeless in this life?"

Shi Weihan stared at Lin Mu, his eyes fixed on Lin Mu's face. After a long time, Shi Weihan sighed and said: "Forget it, I know you are a five-element spiritual root, so I can't help but sympathize with these people. Let it be up to you. Give these people hope, maybe there will be someone like you among these people. "

After speaking, Shi Weihan took Lin Mu out of the Qianyu Fu Ship and stood in the void.

The people kneeling below immediately found the two people floating in the air, and kowtowed and begged, hoping to be accepted as disciples.

Shi Weihan said softly to the people below: "You are kneeling here, your character is commendable, I give you a promise, as long as you can persist here for a year, I will personally accept him into the sect. "

Although the voice was light, the people below heard it clearly.

Lin Mu hurriedly said loudly: "Why don't you thank the master quickly?"

The crowd below, who were in a state of joy, immediately reacted and kowtowed to thank him. They kowtowed and bled on their foreheads, but they seemed not to notice.

Shi Weihan smiled and said: "You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank this Senior Brother Lin Mu. He is just a five-element spiritual root cultivator, but his cultivation is far superior to many Qi-refining cultivators. His efforts are well known in the sect. As long as you can persist, your achievements in the future will not be inferior to his."

The people below knelt down again and thanked Senior Brother Lin Mu loudly.

Among the many people kneeling below, there was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy was ragged and unkempt, looking no different from a beggar, but there was a pair of eyes flashing with desire.

He stared at Lin Mu closely, as if he wanted to remember him deeply in his heart, and then he kowtowed to Lin Mu three times.

Shi Weihan turned around and smiled at Lin Mu, "Are you satisfied now?"

Lin Mu hurriedly said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. These people will be grateful to you in the future."

Shi Weihan did not comment, and took Lin Mu back to the Thousand Feathers Blessing Ship. Then he casually cast a spell and immersed himself in the mountain protection formation. The white fog in front of the mountain rolled up, revealing a small path. The Thousand Feathers Blessing Ship flashed and passed through the small path. Then, the white fog automatically closed and returned to its original state.

After the Thousand Feathers Blessing Ship disappeared, the people kneeling below raised their heads one after another. The young man who had just been like a beggar looked at the rolling white fog with a firm look in his eyes.

A young man in his twenties who was kneeling next to the boy turned around and exclaimed, "Shi Jian, your forehead is bleeding. Why are you doing this? The words of the headmaster just now were just words of comfort. Why take it seriously? I have seen many people kneeling here for two or three years. Some starved to death here, and no one was accepted into the sect."

The young man called Shi Jian, with blood on his forehead, said firmly, "I believe him!"

The young man next to him sighed and said no more.

In fact, deep in his heart, he hoped that the words of the headmaster were sincere. It's just that his experience of more than 20 years made him no longer believe others easily. The words of the headmaster were just a comfort to him.

The Qianyu Fuchuan arrived at Qianyu Peak and slowly landed in front of the Qianyu Hall.

The square was full of people and all the disciples gathered here.

These people were the first time to see a magic weapon like the Qianyu Fuchuan, and they all shouted in surprise.

After Lin Mu and several elders walked out of the boat, Shi Weihan took away the Thousand Feathers Blessing Boat, and the huge Thousand Feathers Blessing Boat disappeared immediately.

Luo Tong led a group of true disciples of the Spiritual Silence Stage to fly forward and kneeled down together, saying, "Welcome, Master."

Thousands of disciples from outside the sect also bowed to the ground, and shouted with dozens of true disciples: "Welcome to the master."

The voice was mighty and loud like a bell, reaching the sky.

Shi Weihan looked at the thousands of disciples below, full of vigor and vitality, and said loudly: "This month, I and the four elders took the top five of the sect competition to the Fire Dragon Valley to collect Fire Dragon Grass. Fire Dragon Grass is the main spiritual medicine for refining foundation pills. With the efforts of several disciples, this time the harvest is very rich. From now on, my disciples of Qianyu Sword Sect will no longer have to worry about insufficient foundation pills. They just need to practice hard. I will give a foundation pill to any disciple who reaches the peak of the tenth level of Qi Refining for free. You must practice hard and glorify my Qianyu Sword Sect."

The people below were immediately excited.

Everyone knows how rare the foundation pill is.

Now that there are enough foundation pills, they just need to practice hard. How can these people not be grateful?

Seeing that the people below had calmed down a little, Shi Weihan said again: "Although this time we have gained a lot, the loss is also not small. The two geniuses in the sect, Xiang Yi and Ye Xing, were buried in the Fire Dragon Valley. They died for the sect. You must remember them firmly. Without their desperate efforts, there would be no foundation for you."

The people below suddenly became silent, and the whole place was silent.

Lin Mu, Luo Yun, and Wei Sheng looked at each other, and a trace of sadness flashed in their eyes. Although the words of the headmaster were insignificant to the dead Xiang Yi and Ye Xing, they were a comfort to Lin Mu and the other two.

At least their death was different from Ma Huayuan. They died for the sect and would be remembered by everyone.

But Lin Mu looked at the silent crowd below and couldn't guess how many people would really remember them.

Just as Lin Mu was about to retract his gaze, two figures came into his sight.

Gu Chen stood in the square and waved to him from a distance. Yun Meng stood beside him, with tears in her eyes and pear blossoms in the rain.

Lin Mu's heart suddenly warmed up. At least, these two people would not forget him.

Lin Mu stood beside Elder Luo Yan and nodded and smiled at them.

Gu Chen smiled when he saw Lin Mu's response, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Yun Meng was completely different from Gu Chen. She cried even harder, and tears kept flowing down her cheeks.

Lin Mu left without saying goodbye and disappeared suddenly. After several inquiries, she vaguely heard a little news that Lin Mu went to a dangerous place and was very likely to never come back.

In the past month, she had lost her appetite every day, was exhausted, worried and afraid. Now that she saw Lin Mu return safely, her tears were like beads that had broken off the string, and she could no longer hold them back.

The head of the sect Shi Weihan was floating in the air at this time, and said to the thousands of people below: "Lin Mu, Wei Sheng, and Luo Yun have collected a lot of fire dragon grass in the Fire Dragon Valley. After discussing with the four elders, I decided to accept them as inner disciples. From now on, the four elders and I will personally guide their practice."

Inner disciples!

The people below all turned their eyes to Lin Mu and the other two, with envy, admiration, and jealousy.

Shi Weihan did not wait for everyone to react, and said again: "Lin Mu, Wei Sheng, and Luo Yun, if you are not dispatched by me, you don't have to do any errands in the sect in the future. The sect will issue 100 low-grade spirit stones and sufficient elixirs every month. You must practice well."

Lin Mu, Luo Yun, and Wei Sheng nodded in agreement and bowed to thank them.

The people below were like a pot of boiling water, chattering and discussing.

100 low-grade spirit stones per month!

You don't need to do anything to get it.

Such treatment made many people jealous.

They worked hard every month, but the monthly harvest was only two low-grade spirit stones. One hundred low-grade spirit stones were the wealth they had to work hard for several years. The luck of Lin Mu and the other two made them jealous, and they only hated that they did not go to the Fire Dragon Valley with the headmaster.

However, these people only envied the gains of the three people, but had forgotten the death of Xiang Yi and Ye Xing, and they didn't even know that Wei Sheng was seriously injured.

Moreover, what they didn't know was that one hundred low-grade spirit stones per month were nothing to Lin Mu, Luo Yun, and Wei Sheng.

If the Qingshuang sword in Lin Mu's storage bag was converted into spirit stones, it could be sold for at least tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones. Luo Yun and Wei Sheng's wealth was not inferior to Lin Mu at all.

After hearing the headmaster's reward, the three of them all looked calm, without a trace of joy.

This made the people below admire that the three people's determination was indeed different from ordinary people, and such a big happy event could not make the three people happy.

After the rewards were given, Shi Weihan said, "Go away, go back and practice well. After you build your foundation, you will also receive such treatment."

After speaking, Shi Weihan and the four elders rode on the auspicious clouds and floated away.

Luo Chen led the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to evacuate the crowd, and thousands of disciples dispersed.

Lin Mu said goodbye to Luo Yun and Wei Sheng and walked towards the square.

Gu Chen and Yun Meng were running towards Lin Mu.