Chapter 292: : Unexpected joy

On the day when the ladder was opened, a group of strange people gathered under the Kunlun Mountains.
They have men and women, old and young, and they don't look like practitioners at all, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they hold scrolls on their hands.
One old, one young and two priests walked by and heard the conversations of these people.

Can you teach me the skills of the spirits? I use a spell to change with you.

"What is the flaw in your creation?"
The things these people talked about, so that the two Taoists could not understand.
"Master."
After walking away, the young Taoist asked: "Those are ordinary people?"
"looks like."
The old Taoist nodded.
These strange people don't seem to have a mana, they should be ordinary people.
"They are not ordinary people."
Another passing girl said: "They are the practitioners of Wan Ling Xian Dao."
"Wanling Fairy?"
The two Taoists looked confused: "What is that?"
"You don't even know Wanling Fairy?"
The girl couldn’t help but rolled her eyes.
The time of the Wanling Fairy Road was very short, but it was spread all over the Dongsheng Shenzhou. Even the town under the Kunlun Mountain was practiced.
"Where are you from the Hermit?"
The girl shouted.
The young Taoist blushes: "We have not left the Taoist for several years."
Without leaving the Taoist temple, I have never been to a human city. Naturally, I don’t know the Wanling Fairy.
The girl shook her head.
"No wonder the father said that the generation outside is not as good as the generation."
She is a native of the Kunlun Mountains. Her parents are priests who have passed the ladder.
I thought that the Taoist priests of the four major ministries had gone through a lot of hardships, and they were not here. Even if they were eliminated, their vision was wider than the people who came here.
The Taoist priests who come to the ladder now have qualifications, but the quality of other aspects is not comparable to the past.
"Wanling Fairy Road, like the Three Thousand Immortals, will also select disciples through the ladder."
The girl introduced to the two Taoist priests: "Those who came here to learn the fairy tales in the heavenly spirits."
She showed them the direction in which the Emperor Xianling was in.
In that direction, the Taoist masters saw a floating mountain.
"They have no mana, how can they be selected through the ladder?"
The young Taoist asked.
"The ladder does not require mana."
The girl answered.
She listened to her father and said that in the past there were cases where people with no mana passed the ladder.
Only in the past few decades, the Daomen of all places have studied the ladder, and the targeted cultivation of disciples has led to the exclusion of others.
"What martial art are you?"
The girl asked two priests.
The mentor and the apprentice are about to answer, but there is a snoring in the distance.
"The ladder is open!"
Cheers came from the Kunlun Mountains.
The girl waited for the answer and immediately flew over to the ladder.
Two Taoist priests followed.
The annual ladder opens, and under the guardianship of the Heavenly Soldiers, the Taoist priests entered the Dragon Gate one by one.
The practitioners of the Wanling Fairy also walked in.
Just after the Dragon Gate, there was an illusion that appeared in front of them.
A rabbit with a broken arrow appeared in front of a teenager holding a reel.
"This must be for me to heal it."
The young man thought, this little injury is easy to cure.
He opened the scroll, but was surprised, the Tao in the scroll disappeared.
"How could this be?"
The teenager was a little flustered and once thought that his scroll was dropped.
But he soon discovered that his scroll was not dropped, but the saved Tao disappeared.
The boy understood in his heart.
He immediately took out the brush and quickly wrote it on the reel.
Every time he writes a few lines of words, he will fly out and wrap around the body. After writing for a long time, he has already had a round ball of light.
"it is done."
The young man was delighted to hold the ball of light in his hand, and his hands began to glow green.
"You don't move."
The teenager pulled the bow out of the rabbit with his hands flashing green and healed the wound.
The rabbit's injury is good, and the scene in front of the teenager has also changed.
A faint sword appeared in his hand, and not far away, there was a floating sword that was cold.
"It turned out to be."
The juvenile has a rule in mind, and he will give this sword a tactic to fight it with the sword.
This is a test of spiritual skills.
To go to Wanling Xianzong, you must show high-end creative skills. "This is the assessment of Wanling Fairy."
The sky, the eyes of the Ziwei Emperor looking at the ground, slightly frowned.
"It's really different."
He thought so.
The Wanling Fairy Road is the opposite of the Three Thousand Immortals. The key to spiritual practice is not qualification and strength, but wisdom and creativity.
A few days later, a figure rose from the ladder and flew into the sky.
Under the Kunlun Mountains, those who did not pass the examination looked envious of those figures.
The carp jumped to the dragon gate, and a group of lucky ones flew to the fairy road.
Some people are envious, some are crying, some are sorry, and for the Taoist who settled at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, this is already a common phenomenon.
They were used to the scene of the ascent, and they didn't care too much at first.
It was only after they found that a dozen rays of light were connected in a line and flew toward the same place.
"How could this be!"
The priests picked up.
"One, two... ten... how come there will be so much!"
They saw so much light coming to a place that they were incredible.
Three thousand immortals, no one will receive more than ten disciples in a year, and it is even more unlikely that more than a dozen people will pass the assessment.
"The Wanling Immortal, that is the Wanling Immortal!"
Someone recognized the places where the light flew.
"Do you have so many disciples recruited by Wan Ling Xian Zong?"
"Why the ladder will be so good for them."
The Taoist priests talked a lot.
The ladder of Kunlun Mountain is a fairyware that the Jade Emperor personally created. It gathers the essence of heaven and earth all the time. When it is opened every year, it is the time for it to screen and transform the quality of the disciples for the three thousand immortals.
Because of this, the number of people passing through the ladder every year is limited.
Like Wanling Xianzong, almost no one has seen the scene of recruiting so many disciples.
"Right, Wanling Xianzong does not rely on Linggen!"
Some Taoist responded.
The practice of Wanling Xianzong does not require a powerful spiritual root at all.
Therefore, in theory, Wanling Xianzong does not need the ladder to transform the talent of the disciple, as long as it is used as an assessment tool.
So come...

There is no limit on the number of people in Wanling Xianzong?

"It must be true, everyone can join the Spiritual Emperor!"
When the Taoists discovered the truth, they boiled.
This is a matter of course, but for these Taoist priests, it is an unexpected joy.