Chapter 4: Accept disciples.

As the chain took shape, the surrounding environment of this pure mirage suddenly appeared looming, and it was covered by mighty spiritual power and could not be inspected by the naked eye. Only a cultivator who explores with his spiritual knowledge will discover the existence of a pure mirage mountain.
All the candidates present stared at the chain in the air. After half a minute, a boy in blue shirt finally let out a long scream, got up and jumped on the top of the chain, stepped up, and laughed: "This pass, I am number one."
Then he drifted away, his figure gradually being covered by the floating clouds, and he could no longer see clearly.
Lin Zhizhi took a look and found that this person was a direct descendant of the Lan family, another cultivation family. He was always arrogant, but his qualifications were not as good as that of him and Su Yu. He was only the roots of the earth, which made the Lan Family Patriarch worry a lot.
Following the lead of the blue-shirted boy, many figures were unwilling to lag behind and also walked through the chains. As the number of people increased, several people screamed and fell from the air, falling to pieces.
To discourage latecomers.
The solemn voice before coldly snorted: "Being in my sect, having a bad heart! Damn it!"
As time passed bit by bit, the number of pure mirages here gradually decreased.
Su Yu curled up his lips and said to Lin Zhizhi, "Shall we go too?"
Lin Bingcuo Zhizhi nodded in a distance, did not speak, and flicked his sleeve first, then came to the chain, raised his foot and stepped up.
At that moment, everyone, including the real elders who came from the main sects, was watching him.
He is Lin Zhizhi, and Father Lin wants him to know it by birth.
He possesses the aptitude of Tianlinggen that is rare even in the realm of Zhonglu Xiuxian Tianlinggen! On the remote continents in the four directions, even an entire continent can't pick one! On weekdays, if you call a spiritual root, the elders of the school can sing thank the heavens, thank the sun, and thank the earth for auspiciousness! Even in the realm of Zhonglu Xiuxian, it is extremely rare.
When Lin Zhizhi tested his aptitude, he even caused a sensation in his ancestors, appointed him as the young master, and gave countless green lights from pill medicine to spiritual weapons. If there are no accidents, he will be the family's prosperity for thousands of years, and the martial art test is just a cutscene for him.
From Lin Zhizhi, Su Yu's Tianling Roots, to the special physique of the other few people who have not met in thousands of years, it seems that an era of talents and a gathering of talents is coming.
The black-haired teenager walked silently on the chains in the air, his hair and clothes rustling in the wind. Obviously it was just a chain, but he walked very steadily. The sun isolated by the mighty power is thousands of miles away, and it seems to be close behind Lin Zhizhi, willing to bow for him.
Such a person makes people want to surrender, but it is more tempting to conquer.
In the jungle beside the mountain, countless people showed envy and stunning eyes.
Behind Lin Zhizhi, Su Yu's gaze stuck to his back.
Finally I was able to look at him like this once.
This person, the person he has guarded for sixteen years...Sooner or later, it will be his.
sooner or later.
If Lin Zhizhi could look back, the emotion in Su Yu's eyes was enough to shock him.
It's a pity that Lin Zhizhi is not paying attention now. His gaze went all the way until he reached the end of the chain and stepped onto the cliff at the other end. There was a mirror there, and when Lin Zhizhi appeared, it shone with golden light. In this mirror, his bones and spiritual roots appeared suddenly, both of the highest grade gold.
The body of Tianlinggen is authenticated by the four main schools.
After the golden light passed, the mirror disappeared automatically, and a winding tree-lined path that had been blocked appeared in front of Lin Zhizhi. He did not move, and stepped on calmly.
...
In another flying palace in the sky, the elders from the four main sects who came to accept disciples this time are gathering together to recount the old-crossed out, carefully observing everyone who comes to the bone mirror. .
"Why does this son of the Lan family show a satisfied look in the mirror? Still staring for two seconds? Could it be that he is deeply in love with himself?" A handsome young man sat in the shop. On the seat with the soft fur of the sea beast, he commented with his chin.
Another real person who had something to do with the Lan family gave him a sullen look, but due to this person's cultivation and background, he did not speak to refute.
"This kid looks pretty good, but it's a pity that he is a three spiritual root."
"Hahaha, this guy is too funny. Seeing this mirror reveals the body protection aura." The young man did not constrain, but became more mad.
"Hewei, can't you say a few words less?" A middle-aged man with a beard couldn't bear it and said.
The young man's name is Zhenren Hewei, and he is the leader of the Luoxian Jianzong generation. He has been sharp since he was young, and because of his temperament, he has caused a lot of trouble, and he really got into the Pill Formation Realm all the way. After the pill formation, the temperament did not calm down, on the contrary, he was always reasonable and unforgiving. When I met people and things I didn't like, I was able to chase after others and ridicule for a long time, and once let five pill formation realmists join forces to hunt down for a whole month without success.
It is enough to show its strength. Later, his master came forward and personally mediated him to restrain him.
"Old deer ghost, do you want to accept this kid as a disciple? Don't worry, no one will it with you." He Wei picked up the hip flask on the table and shook it in his ear. It didn't sound much, so he went straight Pour into your mouth from the spout.
"You--" The middle-aged man known as the old deer ghost just suffocated a word, and was interrupted by an old man who looked up and smiled: "Well, everyone is here to accept disciples from the sect. Say a few words."
This old man is also ruinous. The old deer ghost forcibly swallowed that sentence, and He Wei also put down the flask, no longer owed his mouth, and instead stuffed the plate of spirit fruit on the table into his mouth.
It was not until the emergence of a mutated Lei Linggen casual repair boy that the flying palace became lively again.
He Wei swallowed the spirit fruit that had just been stuffed into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Lei Linggen, suitable for practicing kendo."
The old man who had made the rounds before smiled and added: "Thunder, you are upright, and you are also very suitable to develop aura."
"I'll make a calculation, this child is predestined with my school." The Tianyin Zhenren of the Tianyin School looked at the mirror, and he was still a little nervous, and said lightly.
Only the old deer ghost snorted with an ugly face and did not participate in the contention. After all, Lei Linggen, it is difficult to practice Ghost Dao techniques.
He Wei said: "Lei Linggen is suitable for fighting with others! What do you think of cultivation is awe-inspiring, isn't this delaying other people's children?"
The old man shook his head and shook his head: "No, no, there is Haoran's true meaning in the thunder and lightning. Entering my Haoran door to practice is simply twice the result with half the effort."
True person Yun Tian: "I'll pinch and count, this kid is destined to my school."
The other two: "..."
When the figure of the casual cultivator dissipated, when the next monk appeared, several people stopped arguing. After seeing that the cultivator's roots were only the three spirit roots, he returned to the previous fight.
It lasted until the appearance of the new five-spirit body, and the objects of the competition for several people this time were changed.
The appearance of Lin Zhizhi brought these elders to a climax (...).
At the moment he saw the golden light, He Wei jumped up and slapped one hand on the table: "This kid of the Lin family is really the root of heaven! He was born for sword repair!"
This time the old deer ghost finally found a chance to interject: "The previous few people are all yours, this kid, give me the shadow, within two hundred years, he will be among my generation!"
The old man finally stopped laughing this time, and said very solemnly and passionately: "Haoranmen needs him, and he needs Haoranmen even more."
Zhenren Yun Tian stared at the delicate profile of the young man in the mirror, and his eyes flashed after closing his eyes slightly: "I'll pinch and count, this kid has a big relationship with me."
The other three: "..."
"Lin Zhizhi, a good name, I knew it by birth. Lin Quan must have hoped that he would enter my awe-inspiring door." The old man took a different approach, starting from the origin of Lin Zhizhi's name and occupying the righteousness of father and son.
He Wei, who has never been constrained by the red tape of Confucianism, waved his hand: "I think it is not easy for Lin Zhizhi to grow up like this. Wouldn't I be blind to you as a monk with the Haoran Gate?"
"What kind of monk, it's just that the Yuanyang body cannot be broken if the exercise is not completed!" The old man refused to accept: "When he builds a pill, he will find any Taoist couple, Yuan Ying elders can be his marriage certificate."
The old deer ghost interrupted: "I don't have so many rules in Yinquan! You can have as many people as you want! He is the most suitable person for Yinquan!"
These elders have done a great deal to receive good disciples from the sect, and they are almost trying to force them.
The real person who came out of the Lan family before saw that the protagonist of another cultivating family was extremely talented, and he should talk to the chief elder of his own school, but his heart was full of jealousy: Why are the Su and Lin families so good? ! Heh, they are all the roots of heaven, and they must be spoiled on weekdays. Beware of being brushed down in the first level of the fantasy world!
Hearing the quarrel in this hall, the lord of the palace, who was sitting aside and closed his eyes, opened his eyes: "Stop arguing. After all the trials are over, we will distribute them again. Don't forget, ranking first has the right to choose. "
As soon as these words came out, several people in the palace looked at each other, and fell into peace again.
These episodes between the elders of the sect, the participating monks are not aware of it yet. After experiencing the osseous mirror, what awaits them is the road of mind.