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It turned out that the man's name was Lu Tiantian, Cong Sheng thought lightly. I saw that Lu Tian's expression at this moment was a little twisted and ferocious, extremely unhappy, and somewhat unhappy standing among a group of people with two spiritual roots and three spiritual roots. Among a group of cheerful faces, his depressed expression was too conspicuous.
But fortunately, few people paid special attention to him. Only Cong Sheng thought that this person might have traveled through time or was reborn. Even if he wasn't, he must have some special golden finger. Otherwise, how would he have noticed that even the old monsters above the Mahayana stage were looking at him? If you don't wear Amber's disguise and don't see through Amber's true identity, you won't have such greedy eyes, so you pay extra attention. Cong Sheng has not forgotten Lu Tian's eye on amber.
Not to mention the comparison and hostility? Especially if this person is a reincarnated or time-traveling man whom he suspects. But the possibility of time travel is greater, because the feeling of being out of place with Liu Yingying is similar.
Cong Sheng did not think too much. After a while, the ten of them with Tianlinggen and Mutated Spiritual Roots were taken to a solemn and exquisite hall alone, and the other disciples of the Second Spiritual Root and the Third Spiritual Root were placed outside. Sect, I will serve as an outer disciple for the time being, and there will be another chance to be selected as an inner disciple after three months.
Cong Sheng and the others will directly become inner disciples, and inner disciples are also different. There are differences between direct disciples and ordinary inner disciples. The competition in the world of cultivation is more fierce than in mortal society. The difference in spiritual roots is only the first time that it becomes a watershed. Although they are higher than others, those with second spiritual roots will still have the opportunity to suppress them the day after tomorrow. The spiritual roots are just □□, not the end. Qualification, patience, diligence, luck, and opportunity are all important things on the road to spiritual practice, and spiritual root is just one of them.
There were already several male and female monks waiting in the hall. When they saw Cong Sheng and others appearing, their eyes were filled with fire. The only difference was whether it was obvious or not. Cong Sheng had the most eyes.
"Will you become my disciple?"
When Cong Sheng and the others just stood still, a female cultivator with a slim figure, beautiful face and outstanding temperament, wearing aqua blue robes, asked Cong Sheng gently. A very friendly smile coupled with a delicate and beautiful face makes it easy for people to like him. If Cong Sheng was really a six-year-old child, he might have nodded in agreement immediately.
Cong Sheng was not, so now he just blinked and looked at the beautiful female cultivator blankly, as if he was attracted by her beautiful appearance and forgot to answer. This would not only delay the reply time, but also allow other monks who were interested in choosing him as a disciple to quickly intervene and snatch him away, and also avoid offending the female monk.
Choosing a master is a lifelong matter. Choosing a dual cultivation partner allows you to change someone, but changing a master is much more difficult. If you choose a master who is jealous of his talents, you can only live with it. If you can't bear it, you will defect. The only bad thing is that you will bully your master and destroy your ancestors. Fortunately, Cong Sheng's purpose of delaying time worked, and several monks followed suit.
"Little baby, I am the peak master of Tianji Peak. Tianji Peak majors in magic. Are you willing to be my disciple?" A gentle middle-aged man looked at Cong Sheng with a smile.
"Come to our Tianshi Peak. We are all sword cultivators at Tianshi Peak. Your spiritual root is the most suitable for sword cultivators." A young man in black looked at the other people and said calmly.
Cong Sheng hadn't made up his mind yet on where to go. He was thinking about the pros and cons in his mind, while looking at the few people with a nervous look on his face.
"Wait a minute—"
An elegant and light voice rang out, and a figure suddenly appeared in the hall. The person who came was a handsome monk, wearing a luxurious purple cassock. His arrival caused all the other monks in the hall to fall silent, and then they all saluted and said respectfully: "I have met Patriarch Hongjing."
It turns out that the man in purple is Master Hongjing, and everyone in the cultivation world knows about Master Hongjing. He is a Five-Calamity Loose Immortal. He is unpredictable, lives in simplicity, and likes luxury. But he is extremely talented and is known as the most likely monk in the Lingyun Immortal Sect in thousands of years to become an immortal. He has been practicing and ascending in six hundred years. Although he failed to ascend, he kept the Nascent Soul immortal and did not die under the thunder. Instead, he became a loose immortal. Now it has been another five thousand years since he failed to ascend. Five thousand years ago, Master Hongjing spent the There are five Loose Immortal Tribulations once every thousand years, so they are called Five Loose Immortals. After nine Loose Immortal Tribulations, a Loose Immortal can ascend to become an immortal and enter the upper world. Every encounter with the Sanxian was a narrow escape from death. This person had already endured five hardships and hardships.
Therefore, it is said that he is currently the most profound monk in the world of cultivation. It is because of him that the Lingyun Immortal Sect can stand firm in the world of cultivation and be at the top.
As for why it is spread? Because the Xuantian Sword Sect insists that their sect’s Master Yuxiao is the number one master in the cultivation world, and everyone knows that sword cultivators are a species that can fight beyond levels. As for their sect's Master Yuxiao, it only took him three hundred years to go from the Qi Refining Stage to the Tribulation Stage, which was less than half the time of Master Hongjing. This qualification ranked first in the world of cultivation.
Moreover, Master Yuxiao has been in the tribulation period for five hundred years. No one knows his cultivation level, but it is not necessarily worse than Master Hongjing. Although I don’t know why Master Yuxiao suppresses his realm and refuses to ascend.
But most people in the Xuantian Sword Sect think that Master Yuxiao is cold-faced and hot-hearted, and is nostalgic for the Xuantian Sword Sect and is unwilling to ascend so quickly. In fact, no one except the Xuantian Sword Sect believes this reason.
It is true that Master Yuxiao has a cold face and a warm heart. All the monks can only laugh.
The Killing Star only gets hot and excited when he kills people. At other times, it's a lump of thousands of years of ice. You can feel the coldness and the feeling of looking down on you even though there is no disdain for you dozens of meters away from him.
Except for a bunch of idiot fans of Xuantian Sword Sect, the monks from other sects immediately ran away when they saw this man. This intimidation was unmatched by anyone.
Of course, people in the world of cultivation still witnessed the miracle happening. Ten years later, they would see that Master Yuxiao of Xuantian Sword Sect was pursuing a monk with a maniacal face, and he was a man, and he was Ling Yunxian who they didn't deal with very well. A disciple of the sect. Because of this man, he almost didn't even switch sects. If the head of Xuantian Sword Sect and many disciples hadn't threatened him with death, everyone thought that Master Yuxiao might have expelled himself from Xuantian Sword Sect and switched to Lingyun Immortal Sect. Although it was not No difference. Because later the killing star relied on Lingyun Immortal Sect for life and death, and regarded it as his own sect.
Of course, this is a later story. No one knows all this yet, not even Liu Yingying expected it.
"This person has a relationship with me as a disciple. From today on, he is my direct disciple of Hongjing."
Cong Sheng didn't expect that this man would announce his whereabouts without asking his opinion. Of course, as Hong Jing, there was no need to ask Cong Sheng. Who would refuse to become the direct disciple of the number one person in the world of cultivation? No one can, not even Cong Sheng.
Cong Sheng quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times to Master Hong Jing, "Disciple Ji Cong Sheng pays homage to Master."
From the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Yingying on the side with eyes full of this, and she silently lowered her eyes. It seemed that this person really knew the plot, Cong Sheng confirmed again. He also decided to accept Liu Yingying's overtures. It is always good to have someone on his side who knows the plot and wants to hug him.
"Very good." Master Hongjing helped Cong Sheng up with his own hands, and then left with him without waving his sleeves, leaving behind a group of helpless elders. The people who wanted to be their disciples are now senior than them. Gao, thinking about calling a six-year-old baby uncle in the future, their faces were slightly green.
But fortunately, they have lived a long time, and changing their appearance only takes a moment, because after one mutated spiritual root has gone, there is another mutated spiritual root waiting for them.
Fortunately, Fenglinggen didn't keep anyone waiting this time. To everyone's surprise, she chose Tianshi Feng, who majored in swordsmanship, and became a female swordsman. And she is a female swordsman with both talent and hard work. Hundreds of years later, her reputation will be the same as that of the former Yu Xiao, a second-generation female killer.
Cong Sheng was carried by Zhenren Hongjing by his collar to a mountain peak covered with beautiful flowers of all colors. Hong Jing put the person down, then crossed his arms and looked up and down at Cong Sheng. That gaze was like a scalpel, cutting into every inch of Cong Sheng's muscles and bones.
Cong Sheng endured the shame of having his clothes stripped off, and stood respectfully with his hands tied and eyes lowered, and his expression remained unchanged while Hong Jing looked at him.
"good."
Hong Jing said these two words again, then took out something and threw it into the open space, and a beautiful and dazzling white jade-carved small palace appeared.
"This is your first meeting gift from Master. This will be your residence from now on. You can choose your own name." After saying that, he started to take out his sleeves again, took out a storage ring and threw it to Cong Sheng, "It contains I’ve prepared a meeting gift for you, do you like it?”
Without waiting for Cong Sheng's answer, he continued, "Have a rest overnight and get up early tomorrow. I will teach you the knowledge of cultivation and teach you the cultivation skills."
Then he waved his sleeves and left coolly, without waiting for Cong Sheng to say a word. Cong Sheng just raised his eyebrows at this overbearing act of self-importance. He turned around and looked at the small palace in front of him, and after some thought, he named it 'Yousi Palace'. When he said the name, a few characters appeared on the blank plaque, and it turned out to be Yousi Palace.
Cong Sheng's senses about this master have improved now. He has not yet refined the palace. But there are two possibilities for this palace to be so user-friendly: 1. This palace was made by a master of weapon refining and is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Did you think it already has voice control function? Second, it was his newly appointed master Hongjing Zhenren who had been paying attention to him in the dark. When he saw him naming the palace, he immediately engraved his name on it.
Either way, it shows that Master Hongjing is truly good to him, and Cong Sheng will never hold grudges against Hongjing just because of the second possibility of being observed in secret.
Generally speaking, Hong Jing has treated Cong Sheng well so far. Although he is petty, Cong Sheng still knows whether a person is good to him and whether he has any ill intentions.
So Cong Sheng turned around and bowed in the direction where Hong Jing left just now, "Disciple, thank you master."
An unheard chuckle came from the darkness, filled with joy.