"No solution?"
"How could it be unsolvable?"
In the crowd, Zheng Wan raised her head and looked at the roulette that was on and off. She couldn't figure it out. She was standing here as a living person. Good is good, and bad is bad. How could it be incomprehensible? .
Zhenjun Fusheng twirled the Buddha beads, and said "Hey", and together with him "Hey", there was also a group of Danxinmen who came in a mighty way. It seems much more comfortable.
The first monk with a round face and round eyes who was fat because of his wide heart chuckled:
"No solution? It's strange."
A group of dozens of people from Beimianmen also descended in style. They were dressed in light blue robes with the Big Dipper on them, and the leader was a queen with a high crown and a belt.
"Daoist Ming Yu, come and see, why is there no solution?"
The fat monk beckoned to the lady, Zheng Wan subconsciously turned her head when she heard the name.
This is a heroic female cultivator, with thick and black eyebrows, long narrow eyes and slightly raised eyes, with a high-spirited and sassy look when she doesn't smile.
Zheng Wan had a deep impression on this Ming Yu Taoist Lord. If in the dream Liu Yi was just a guy who was taken to the world and had very little role, this Ming Yu Xing Lord was very impressive.
She is the future sect master of Beimianmen. She has been gifted since she was a child, and she is quite accomplished in the mystical arts.
This Mingyu Daoist is Cui Wang's best friend, and the two had a life-threatening friendship in the Taoism discussion at the mountain gate.
However, it is probably a woman's nature. What Zheng Wan remembers more is that Taoist Mingyu has always loved Cui Wang, but this love is not obvious, she has never resorted to it, and Cui Wang has never known it.
"No solution?"
Daoist Mingyu laughed, "Then I have to take a look."
"Little monk, raise your head and let me have a look."
Zheng Wan felt a gentle but unstoppable force lift her chin up, and Zhenjun Mingyu had walked in front of her at some point, with his left hand twisting a turtle's back, and his right hand making a tactic.
She said "Huh" again:
"The image of dying?"
At this moment, a wave of vitality tried to penetrate Zheng Wan's fingertips into her body like a needle tip, and she subconsciously resisted. Grandma Jin said that no monk can probe others' cultivation energy without permission.
Unexpectedly, the other party's yuan power was like a sea of stars, almost pouring in, at this moment, Cui Wang moved.
He lightly raised his hand and flicked it, and then the Yuanli that penetrated into Zheng Wan's body returned:
"Mingyu, it's over."
Daoist Mingyu laughed again:
"Li Wei, do you feel sorry for this little beauty?"
With Cui's immovable eyes, she asked again:
"Little monk, my lord asks you, are you an enlightened person? Foresight and little knowledge, changing fate against the sky, if so, the nine-turn roulette really can't be measured."
There was an uproar in the audience.
There are indeed enlightened people, but there are only three in the entire Xuancang Realm who can truly change their fate against the sky. One exists in the legend, Lord Ziwei Xing, but he has disappeared; He is now the Great Elder of Beimianmen, Immortal Jingsu.
"yes."
Zheng Wan decided to hate this Mingyu, probably because of the way she looked at her, as if she was a rare thing—but no matter how rare it was, it was still a dead thing.
"Then are you willing to enter my Beimian Gate?"
Zhenjun Mingyu showed her a kind smile, "Go directly to my peak of divine machine and be my disciple."
There was another commotion in the audience.
This is a good thing to skip the primary selection, the second selection, and the final examination, and enter Dazong's inner sect—who wouldn't want it
Unexpectedly, Zheng Wan, who was at the center of the discussion, raised her head and refused:
"Thank you True Monarch for your love, I don't want to."
"Why?"
Mingyu was surprised, "If you have a transparent body and can practice profound arts, it would be the most suitable."
Even Granny Jin was persuading her to agree in her mind, and Zheng Wan also knew that, considering the current situation, the promise would indeed be beneficial and harmless—although Daoist Ming Yu was a bit rebellious, according to the dream, he was He is also an upright and aboveboard person.
But Zheng Wan just didn't want to.
She is awkward.
"I'm sorry Zhenjun, I... want to see it again."
Those words fall into the ears of others, so they don't know how to praise her, Zhenjun Mingyu is not annoyed at all, he just looked at her a few more times miraculously, and was about to speak, but he heard Daoist Fusheng's request:
"If not, join my Tianluo Sect?"
Zheng Wan doesn't want to be a big nun—
She glanced at the bald head of Lord Fushengdao, and thought regretfully, if she had to cut off her full head of long hair, she would rather not practice this way.
"Fusheng, you are messing around now, when did your monk temple accept female disciples?"
"She is the first one who wants to come, little monk, are you coming?"
Zheng Wan also shook her head and refused:
"I don't want to cut my hair."
"You don't want to cut the license."
A smile appeared on Zhenjun Fusheng's face, but he heard "noise" from his old opponent who had been silent beside him.
Cui Wang glanced at Zheng Wan, then walked away with a flick of his sleeves - he didn't go far, walked straight to the place where Guixumen recruited disciples, and then stood still.
As soon as Zhenjun Li Wei left, the Danxin Gate, Beimian Gate, and the following gates were all in their seats, waiting for the first round of passers to be selected by the roulette.
Zheng Wan was left hanging here.
She seemed to be standing there in a daze, but her mind was almost filled with Grandma Jin's screams:
"Grandma!"
"Go, you must go to Yuqingmen!"
Granny Jin screamed, "Although you are Bingyuangen, you are not suitable for that cold technique, but if it is very compatible with Yuqingmen's 'Moxu Sutra', there is nothing real and nothing empty, one method creates the sky..."
Zheng Wan was dizzy from her yelling.
"Could it be that the Yuqing Sect is the sect with the most gorgeous and beautiful clothes?"
She noticed the team that came recently, they landed next to the Guixumen team, there were men and women, with fluttering skirts, handsome men and women, even if their facial features were not very good-looking. Its indescribable charm makes people want to watch it again and again.
"Yes."
Granny Jin said in a deep voice, "Don't look too much, they are only learning the lowest level of enchantment, but there is another volume of immortal scriptures in the Yuqingmen Library, called 'Moxu Sutra', which creates a method based on the interrelationship between reality and reality. Cultivate to the Mahayana, you can create a realm, captivate people's minds, and match your temperament. Bingyuan root can also help you overcome the impetuousness at the beginning of the Moxu Sutra."
"Entering the Danxin Gate, my mother-in-law, I almost forgot the practice of that old witch. She is now... probably ascending?"
Zheng Wan withdrew her gaze, looked at the city guard, and was about to ask how she did this calculation, but she saw Daoist Fusheng approaching on the lotus, his ten fingers twisting the Buddha beads were like jade bones, and he curled his lips into a smile:
"Little monk, are you looking at Li Wei?"
The Guixu Gate is next to the Yuqing Gate, so it must have been misunderstood.
Zheng Wan shook her head, before she could speak, she heard the harmonious voice of Daoist Fusheng:
"Bing Yuangen, top grade, bone age fifteen, entering the middle stage of Yuan Realm, in my opinion, you can enter Guixu Gate."
The city guard was startled, and even the little monks who were behind Zheng Wan and on the left and right began to whisper to each other.
"Is Fusheng Zhenjun wrong? Ice Yuangen, the heavenly grade, entered the middle stage of the Yuan Realm on the fifteenth day..."
The general idea is that it is unlikely.
True Monarch Fusheng smiled, like a Buddha holding a flower:
"In the vast world, there are thousands of encounters in life, how can it be impossible?"
However, Zheng Wan remembered that this Li Jin belonged to Zhenjun Fusheng... the memory in the mortal world is still there.
"The true king said so, so it is."
The city guard looked at Zheng Wan with a complicated expression. No matter which sect he joins, he is an inner disciple.
"Go back to the ruins."
True Monarch Floating Life said with a smile.
Zheng Wan looked at the intolerance in his eyes, and subconsciously thought of Li Jin's obedience, that is, a reincarnation, why such a big change
"May I ask Zhenjun, why do you want me to go to Guixu?"
"I just want to watch a play."
Fusheng Zhenjun put his hands on her shoulders, restrained Zheng Wan and turned around, motioning her to look at Cui Wang.
But seeing the man's serious eyebrows, the brilliance in his eyes seemed to fade away, and the two looked at each other, Cui Wang turned his head indifferently.
"Is it interesting?"
True Lord Fusheng laughed, "This mortal world... this trip is worthwhile."
The corners of Zheng Wan's lips raised slightly, reminding him softly:
"True Master Fusheng, do you still remember the previous promise?"
"Remember, I never lie."
"I want Zhenjun to help me enter Yuqingmen."
"Yuqing Gate?"
Zhenjun Fusheng picked up the Buddhist beads, but his eyes showed the unique displeasure of high-ranking people after being disobeyed, "That sect is full of people who cultivate it, it is not as good as my Buddhist School of Joy Zen, if it is not the first generation sect master If you are too outstanding, I am afraid that you have been brushed out of the seven sects."
"I help you and Li Wei restore the old relationship, you don't like it?"
Zheng Wan said categorically:
"I'm not happy."
"Didn't this gentleman tell you that Li Wei can hear your words?"
Fusheng Zhenjun laughed loudly, Zheng Wan subconsciously looked at Cui Wang, but saw him standing as motionless as a mountain, his profile was like a sculpture of ice and snow, cold and hard.
She turned her head indifferently:
"Zhenjun is wrong. I just met Liwei Zhenjun by chance, even if we have crossed paths, now we have passed without a trace."
"What a free and easy temper!"
True Monarch Fusheng clapped his hands and laughed, "I am happy."
"Okay, even if you don't want to enter Guixu, you will stand in the pile and prick Li Wei's eyes. Don't worry, this is just the primary election, and the sect's affiliation has not yet been determined, and the real result will not come out until the third round. If you still want to go to Yuqingmen by then, I will help you."
Now that she got this promise, Zheng Wan naturally didn't want to disobey True Lord Floating Life in small details, and really stood among the group of little monks at the Guixu Gate.
Beside them are little dolls around six or seven years old, she stands so slim among them, she really stands out from the crowd, and she can be seen at a glance. In order to make Zhenjun Fusheng happy, Zheng Wan even moved to the opposite side of Cui Wang.
Cui Wang stared at him gravely, and Zheng Wan raised her head and smiled at him.
She looked at Cui Wang with lowered eyes and focused attention, so she stopped making mistakes and stood there obediently, waiting for the results of the preliminary test.
It took a whole day and night to select people by roulette, which was nothing to monks, and finally one hundred and twenty people were selected.
Zheng Wan also understood in the whispers that the so-called roulette selection is just a preliminary suggestion, even the position of the monks, and it is just to show the initial intention to the sect. Those from the Ruins Gate entered the Taibai Gate, some who were going to the Tianzun Gate entered the Yuqing Gate, and some who wanted to go to the Yushou Gate went to the Huanxi Sect...
Seven sects, three sects and two sects, a total of twelve sects. Among the countless cities in the Xuancang Realm, the first sect is just the smallest one, and it will stand out in the end. Those who can enter the major sects can only have a hundred people in each sect. Those who can enter the inner sect, It's worthy of three people.
"Only by entering the inner gate of Yuqing Gate can you be qualified to enter the Sutra Pavilion."
Grandma Ember reminded her.
Zheng Wan has already heard the city guard announce:
"The first hurdle, the primary election is over."
They waved the roulette away in unison. Before Zheng Wan could react, she felt her feet jump into the air and stood in a wide area. A familiar sentence came:
"Catch it."
She subconsciously grabbed the white robe in front of her.
But seeing Jiang Feng hunting, she stepped on Cui Wang's sword, next to Guixu Gate Sword Cultivator, one of them took a little monk behind him, and rushed to the end of the daylight.
"Where are we going?"
"The second pass, Chiyou City."