Chapter 135: His Holiness

Chapter One Hundred and Five
Tianfeng City, a very ordinary town, Yang Teng had never even heard the name of Tianfeng City.
Yang Xin entered Tianfeng City first, and Yang Teng and Ximenye followed behind and entered the small city.
Although the small town is small, it is much larger than that village, and the level of prosperity is unmatched by that village.
In terms of scale, it is much larger than Fenglei Town.
The first time he came to a city of this size, Yang Xin's eyes were not enough. Looking from the left and right, everything seemed very fresh.
As the so-called one side of water, soil and other customs, Tianfeng City is thousands of miles away from Fenglei Town, and the customs are very different.
"Look at Yang Teng, those people's clothes are so beautiful." Yang Xin said, pointing to the oncoming female monks.
After all, it is a girl, beautiful service is more attractive than treasure.
"You two wait for me." Yang Xin looked left and right, turned and entered a relatively quiet alley, and immediately came out after entering, but the clothes on her body changed.
Ximenye looked at Yang Xin in surprise. The girls are so beautiful in nature, so it is troublesome for girls to change clothes, but Yang Xin enters the alley and comes out. It is the time of three breaths before and after. Let alone changing clothes, it just has ready-made items in hand. I can’t find a suitable place to change my clothes in such a short time.
What's more, Yang Xin had just entered Tianfeng City, and before he had time to buy the clothes with characteristics here, how could he put on a set in the blink of an eye.
Yang Teng smiled. Ximenye didn't know Yang Xin's secret, but he knew very well that if it wasn't for concealment, Yang Xin could directly change her clothes.
The colorful neon clothes change with Yang Xin's mind, and you can become whatever clothes you want to become.
"Miss Xin'er, is this also an illusion? It's amazing!" Ximen Ye couldn't see any flaws at all, and could only think of an illusion.
"You can treat it as an illusion." Yang Teng winked at Yang Xin. The colorful neon clothes are of great importance and must not be let anyone know.
Yang Xin naturally understood the meaning of Yang Teng's gaze, and proudly flaunted: "Well, my illusion skills are good."
"What happened over there, so many people gathered around, hurry over and have a look." Yang Xin suddenly found a group of people not far in front.
A monk among the crowd looked around contemptuously, "Everyone, don't miss the opportunity and never come again. Today, my master's ancestor will show favor and descend the decree to collect disciples. I missed today. I don't want to have such a good thing again."
A monk in the crowd couldn't help asking, "This fellow, I haven't asked which senior your master is."
"That's right, you are talking about who your master is, you can't even go to apprentice without knowing who you are." Another monk shouted loudly.
Watching from outside the crowd, Yang Teng was suddenly taken aback, this person was familiar!
When I met acquaintances here, Yang Teng immediately remembered one thing.
Hearing this person's questioning, the monk in the crowd became even more proud, "May I tell you that my master is the grandmaster of the East State, the venerable Zilou."
"What! Venerable Zilou actually opened the door to recruit disciples!"
"Don't miss it. If selected by the seniors of Venerable Zilou, I would be willing to be an outer disciple."
"Brother, it's not that I underestimated you, you should just forget it." A cultivator next to him said disdainfully: "Venerable Zilou is a generation of alchemy masters, and is also proficient in refining art. What are you good at?"
"I have strength!"
"Pull it down, the alchemy refining device is not for the blacksmith to strike iron, what's the use of strength!"
Yang Teng smiled, and it was indeed at the door of Venerable Zilou. The monk in the crowd was named Zhu Yiping. His master was Venerable Zilou's youngest apprentice Yi Hua.
Speaking of which, whether it is Venerable Zilou, Yi Hua, or Zhu Yiping in front of him, they have a deep connection with him.
How similar is this scene!
Yang Teng couldn't help thinking of that life. After he repaired his heart, he didn't improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds. Later, he had to travel, and it was this travel that changed his life.
The louder the crowd talked, the more smug expression on Zhu Yiping's face.
At this time, I heard someone outside the crowd asking loudly: "But I don't know what conditions are required for Venerable Zilou to recruit disciples."
Yes, the monks who were talking about it suddenly shut up, waiting for Zhu Yiping's reply.
Venerable Zilou is well-known in Dongzhou, and his requirements for recruiting disciples must be very high, and those with mediocre qualifications must never enter the eyes of Venerable Zilou.
Zhu Yiping nodded slightly, "My master recruits disciples this time. The selection conditions are divided into three levels. The first level is selected by me. Any monk selected by me has the opportunity to become a member of the Zilou. The second level is for me. Master’s father selects himself, and those who meet the requirements are the Zilou disciples. The third level is the master’s personal selection by the elders. But for those monks in the eyes of Master, congratulations. Not only can you enter the inner sect to practice, I have the honor to learn alchemy and refining art with my master, and I will have the opportunity to get personal guidance from my master."
As soon as Zhu Yiping's words were spoken, there was a sudden uproar.
The cultivators surrounding him exploded. The simple rule of three selections is that the cultivator who can be selected by Zhu Yiping has the opportunity to become a disciple of the Zilou, and as long as he passes the second selection, he must become a disciple of the Zilou. Those who pass the third selection are even more impressive. They can get the personal guidance of Venerable Zilou, and they have a bright future!
Who is Venerable Zilou? It is said that he is the Izumo Empire, which is one of the few powerhouses in Dongzhou!
"Quickly, how can I become a disciple of the Zilou, I am the first to register!"
"This fellow Taoist, how are the rules for the selection of the first stage set?"
The monks who couldn't wait were yelling, excited and waiting for Zhu Yiping to speak. If Zhu Yiping asked them to kneel down, they would kneel down on the spot.
Zilou disciple, how glorious is this title.
As long as the name of the Zilou disciple is on his head, no one dares to provoke him when he walks sideways in the Izumo Empire.
The two words "Zilou" represent not only the super power, the Venerable Zilou, but also a huge power that is so large that the entire Eastern State can be looked up to.
Zhu Yiping raised his hands and made a downward pressure. The monks immediately calmed down, knowing that Zhu Yiping was about to announce the conditions for the first round of selection.
"Everyone, under the order of my master, I am willing to join the monks under the Zilou gate, and pay two middle-grade spirit gathering pills and two middle-grade healing pills as the entry fee, and then I will personally select them. Anyone who is selected will participate in the second round. Selection."
"What! Two middle-grade spirit gathering pills and wound healing pills!"
Zhu Yiping's words aroused thousands of waves, just the entry fee is so high, and the conditions for Venerable Zilou to recruit disciples are too harsh.
How should I put it, I didn’t mention the talents of alchemy and refining tools at all. Instead, I directly asked for a pill of great value. It made people feel that either Venerable Zilou was too greedy for money, or the monk who claimed to be the grandson of Venerable Zilou was a fake of.
In their opinion, Venerable Zilou is a respected senior elder, and he shouldn't be covered with bronze.
Zhu Yiping's face sank, "Why, do you think the four pills are of great value, and you are reluctant to take them out!"
A cultivator asked loudly: "Dare to ask this fellow Taoist, did the first round of selection requirements really come from the senior Zilou."
These words made Zhu Yiping's face even more ugly, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Could it be that you think this is what I asked for indiscriminately! Since you don't believe in my master, then you should not participate in the selection. We do not lack you at the door of Zilou." disciple."
Too overbearing, he was disqualified after asking, and there was someone next to him who wanted to ask other questions, so he shut up immediately after seeing this situation.
"They are too much. Isn't this taking the opportunity to make money? Who knows how to select in the first round, besides, there is also a second round. If you can't become a disciple of the Zilou, wouldn't the four pills of the Zilou be for nothing?" Yang Xin said angrily.
To be able to worship under the gate of the Zilou naturally needless to say, no matter what the price is paid, countless people will flock to it.
But this so-called entry fee is obviously to deceive everyone. God knows how many people will pass the selection in the end.
This kind of rules made many people shake their heads. The monks who originally wanted to try, felt it was not worthwhile, and silently retreated out of the crowd.
Zhu Yiping didn't care much about the monks' reaction, and said loudly, "The monks who intend to join the Zilou Gate come forward."
Someone who was on the sidelines and was tempted, someone immediately stepped forward, took out the jade bottle from his arms, and gave the four pills to Zhu Yiping, "This fellow Taoist, if I can pass the selection, we will be the same in the future. Please also Dao friends take care."
Zhu Yiping looked arrogant, "That's natural. The most important thing for the disciples of the Zilou school is unity. If you ask for help, you can help yourself."
"Thank you, thank you!" The monk who had paid four pills hurriedly left his name, and then stepped aside.
Someone must take the lead in everything. With the first monk who paid the pill, someone immediately stepped forward and took out his pill and left a name.
"This fellow Taoist, I don't know when the selection of disciples will end. I don't have the pill on me. Can you give me some time, I will go back to get the pill," someone asked loudly.
"Yeah, can you wait a moment, we will go back to get the pill." It was not just one person who didn't carry the pill.
Zhu Yiping nodded slightly, "Well, it stands to reason that I don’t have time to wait any longer, but I’ll give you half an hour after the teacher is eager. After half an hour, no matter how talented you are, even if you get more pills, Can't enter under the gate of Zilou."
The half-hour time limit is not too short. Those monks who didn’t carry the medicine but wanted to join the gate of the Zilou suddenly dispersed. This is a major opportunity for the future. Once you miss it, don’t think about it again. next time.
Yang Teng knew best about the conditions of the Venerable Zilou's recruitment of disciples.
Although Venerable Zilou recruited a large number of disciples, he only recruited once in each place. If you miss this one, there will be no next.
Ximenye whispered: "A monk who doesn't have certain ability, it's really not easy to worship under the gate of Zilou."
He clearly knew that he was not the material of the alchemist refiner, otherwise he would really join the Zilou gate.
"Yang Teng, do you want to try? You are very talented in alchemy and refining, so it is better to try." Yang Xin said.
Yang Teng smiled slightly: "I have this idea, but my pill is not so easy to take!"