The appearance of the night ghost shocked not only the capital of Da Chu.
There is a magnificent temple outside the southwestern border of Dachu, standing on the top of a mountain. The bottom of the temple is only supported by some giant trees inserted into the mountain peaks, but this does not affect the majesty of this temple.
For countless years, the Hanging Temple has stood on the top of the mountain like this, and has not collapsed despite wind, frost, rain and snow.
The wood underneath has never shown signs of decay, and it has been supporting the Hanging Temple shrouded in Buddha's light for thousands of years.
At this time, an old monk with white beard and hair in the temple stopped chanting sutras. He stood up and walked towards the top of the mountain. The word "swastika" appeared in his eyes under his white eyebrows. He looked towards the north and finally turned into a sigh.
"Amitabha, the night ghost appears in the world, and a great calamity is coming."
Behind him, a little novice monk had clear eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a faint golden Buddha seal between his eyebrows. He was standing behind the old monk with his hands clasped together.
"Master, the great calamity is approaching, what should I do as a disciple?" asked the little novice monk.
The old monk turned around, looked at the young novice monk, and said, "A great chaos is coming. Let your brothers and sisters go down the mountain together to save all sentient beings."
"Yes, Master." The little novice monk did not hesitate, his face remained calm and sincere.
The old monk watched the young novice leave and turned around again, with a look of compassion in his eyebrows. Immediately, he turned into a golden light and escaped into the sea of clouds.
Soon, the old monk's figure came to a large blue lake. The blue lake water seems calm, but it exudes an eerie aura that makes people shudder.
The lakeside of Youlan Lake is covered with red Bana flowers, swaying in the wind. Among the flowers of Bana flowers, there are also several Buddha statues standing at random, all facing Youlan Lake, as if they are monitoring this area. A large calm lake.
Buddha statues vary in size, ranging from more than ten meters high to less than one meter high. The Buddha statue was covered with moss and looked very old.
With the arrival of the old monk, Youlan Lake was finally no longer calm. The water of the lake was churning strangely. After churning several times, a huge eye crawled out of the lake, and a fishy smell hit his face. The flowers on the other side near the lake also It began to wither, and the red petals quickly withered and turned into wisps of scorched earth.
The giant eyes are gathered by the blue lake water, and there are countless complicated and mysterious lines carved in the eyes, and there are also some emotional fluctuations.
"Xuansong, old bald donkey, you're not dead yet!" Juyan made a gloomy voice.
The old monk is none other than Master Xuan Song, one of the few tenth-grade masters and the abbot of Xuankong Temple.
Xuan Song clasped his hands together, and bursts of magnificent Buddha light lingered around him, "How can a poor monk dare to go first before the demons are destroyed?"
"Jie Jie Jie." The giant eyes laughed crazily, and the lake water surged more violently, "The thousand years have passed, and I can already feel that the seal here is getting weaker and weaker. When I am born, this world will Will return to darkness again. Hahahahaha."
Xuan Song did not answer, but recited Buddhist scriptures. In an instant, the surrounding Buddha statues seemed to come to life, emitting golden Buddha light, converging above the giant eyes, and composing a Buddhist scripture.
Suddenly, bursts of Sanskrit sounds fell down, suppressing the giant eyes.
"Old bald donkey, when I come out, I will definitely eat you, I will definitely eat you!"
boom!
The lake water surged, the giant eye exploded, and the strange calmness of the past returned to the place.
The flowers on the other side that had just turned into scorched earth were dyed red again and were swaying by the lake.
Xuan Song stretched out his hand and gestured with his fingertips in the air, and golden handwriting appeared one after another. As Xuan Song raised his hand and waved, three golden lights flew to the sky and escaped into the clouds.
"Is the disaster from thousands of years ago about to happen again? All lives are in ruins. I wonder who in this world can resolve this disaster?"
...
Time passes in the mountains, and after Yu Zhi asked Wang Dafu a few words, he changed his appearance and left the town.
The Shiwandashan Sect Competition was held in Shenyin Pavilion. It was said to be a sect competition, but only a few sects could come out on top.
Shenyin Pavilion is located deep in the Shiwan Mountain. As the name of Shenyin Pavilion goes, if no one leads the way, no one will know that there is a powerful sect hidden in these dense forests.
In the eyes of outsiders, the most notable label of Shenyin Pavilion is its mystery.
Shenyin Pavilion is good at the art of Qimen Dunjia, formations, spells, etc. I dare to say that it is second, but no one dares to say that it is first. And the disciples of Shenyin Pavilion rarely walk in the world, so they give the world a mysterious feeling.
There are many mazes around the Shenyin Pavilion. If you accidentally step into one, you will be trapped for at least ten days and a half. Someone once wandered into it by mistake, and ended up wandering around in the forest for a month. He could only chew tree roots when he was hungry. After being discovered by the disciples of Shenyin Pavilion, he was only skin and bones.
Fortunately, during this sect competition, every entrance into Shenyin Pavilion was greeted by Shenyin Pavilion disciples.
At this moment, Yu Zhi was mingling among the crowd with an ordinary face.
The sect competition in Shiwanda Mountain allows the world to enter the Shenyin Pavilion to watch. After all, this is also a good opportunity for each sect to show their strength to the world and recruit disciples.
"Everyone, please follow my route and don't move around at will. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot if you fall into the confusion."
The leading disciple shouted one after another.
Yu Zhi followed the crowd and looked curiously.
The sect competition will only begin tomorrow, but today many people have already poured into the Shenyin Pavilion.
After a group of people passed through a mountain forest, they suddenly saw a small town in front of them. There were all kinds of restaurants, inns and tea shops. It was like a paradise.
The disciple of Shenyin Pavilion who led the way said: "Everyone, this place is our Shenyin Pavilion's property. You can play here until the sect competition starts tomorrow."
Yu Zhi walked into the small town and found an inn to stay, but the price for that night was ten taels of silver, which made Yu Zhi dumbfounded. If you think about it carefully, this must be Shenyin Pavilion taking advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, and the prices here are much more expensive than outside.
The sect competition lasted for three days, and after three days it was the time for some sects to select their disciples. Of course, the sect chooses its disciples, and the disciples can also choose their sect. Everyone who comes here takes this opportunity to choose a good sect.
Compared to going to each sect one by one to become a disciple, the chance of becoming a sect disciple is much greater.
Yu Zhi walked around the street and sat down in the pub. He has no interest in any sect competition. He is just waiting to worship at Cangshan Mountain after the sect competition.
Of course, it may be difficult for others to worship in Cangshan Mountain, but for Yu Zhi, it is very simple.
Who would let go of a talent who has the strength to break through the sixth level at the age of eighteen?
Such a person is enough to become the chief disciple of a sect.
Not long after Yu Zhi sat down, someone sat next to Yu Zhi.
I saw a clever energy in the man's eyes, and said: "Brother, do you also want to take this opportunity to join the sect?"
Yu Zhi nodded and replied: "Most of the people who come here are like this."
No matter where you are, there are many people like this who are familiar with each other. Most of them sell some gossip and make some money. Of course, there are also many scammers among them. If you are not experienced in the world, you can easily be deceived and lose your money.
Then again, the information from these intelligence hawkers is not necessarily false.
The man rolled his eyes and said with great interest: "This apprenticeship is a technical job. Brother, have you thought about it?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhi became somewhat interested and asked, "May I ask what your name is?"
The man cupped his fists and said, "I'm Jiang Yi."
"This is Li Zhi." Yu Zhi said his pseudonym.
"Brother Li, do you have a favorite sect?" Jiang Yi asked.
Yu Zhi said naturally: "Of course I want to join some powerful sects. For example, the Duandao Sect and others."
Jiang Yi chuckled, "Brother Li has such an ambition, I really admire you. But the conditions for recruiting disciples like the Broken Blade Sect are particularly strict, and ordinary people cannot get in."
The implication is that just think about it, can you enter the Broken Blade Gate?
"Brother Li, how is your cultivation now?"
Yu Zhi thought for a while and replied: "I am the third grade cracked stone."
Jiang Yi had a look of pity on his face and said: "The third level of cracking stone, haha. As far as I know, the bottom line for the disciples recruited by Broken Blade Sect must reach the fourth level of breaking armor before the age of eighteen, before they have any chance of entering Broken Blade Sect. . Not just the Duandao Sect, but all the top ten sects in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are like this."
When Yu Zhi heard this, he sighed in his heart that the requirements of the Northern Sect were a little harsh. In Kyoto, there are not many people who can reach the fourth level of Armor Breaking at the age of eighteen. Among the four academies of asking questions, seeking knowledge, studying literature, and practicing martial arts, the twelfth academies are admitted, the fifteenth academies take exams, and after the academy exams there is the Qingyun exam, but most people are only in the third grade of cracking stone.
When Ye Qinghuan, Bai Yu and others participated in the Qingyun Examination, they could only reach the fifth level of armor-breaking. These are still the most amazing young figures in decades.
Apart from this, no one has ever heard of anyone reaching the fifth level of Armor Breaking at the age of eighteen.
When Yu Zhi heard this, he pretended to be disappointed and looked lonely. This was exactly the effect Jiang Yi wanted. Jiang Yi continued: "However, Brother Li, there is no need to be discouraged. If you want to worship the Broken Blade Sect, there is still a way."
Sure enough, Yu Zhi's expression changed from sadness to joy, "Brother Jiang, please give me some advice."
Finally met an enemy... Jiang Yi said mysteriously: "Whether it is Duandaomen or other sects, as long as you have money, you can worship in the mountain gate."
"Money?" Yu Zhi was confused.
"That's right. It's difficult to get recognized by these sects with your own strength. How many geniuses are there in the world? Naturally, it won't be the turn of ordinary people like you and me." Jiang Yi talked eloquently and continued, "So , there are many registered disciples outside the sect, and they can also practice the sect's martial arts and exercises. As long as they reach a certain level, they can join the sect as an exception."
When Yu Zhi heard this, he understood a lot.
Isn't this named disciple the way these sects make money?
Paying some money to become a registered disciple only gives you a name. It is not recognized by these sects, and your status is much lower than that of a formal disciple.
However, as Jiang Yi said, registering as a disciple is also a way to join the sect.
Jiang Yi continued: "Brother Li, we might as well consider entering the sect first. Once we find the skills and break through, we can naturally become official disciples. And the money is not expensive."
Yu Zhi asked doubtfully: "How much silver do you need?"
Jiang Yi said mysteriously: "Not much, fifty thousand taels of silver."
"What!" Yu Zhi was shocked, spending 50,000 taels of silver to buy a place? Do you think I'm a fool?
"This, this, this...Brother Jiang, so much money..."
Jiang Yi didn't take it seriously and said: "Brother Li, this is a registered disciple of the top ten sects. It is rare to find him. Fifty thousand silver is really not expensive."
Yu Zhi deliberately pretended to be hesitant. He knew in his heart that if he handed over the money, Jiang Yida would definitely benefit.
"Brother Jiang, I also want to know more about other sects." Yu Zhi said.
Jiang Yi saw this and didn't rush him. Only by putting a long line in can he catch a big fish. He took out a booklet and handed it to Yu Zhi. "This is some information about the major sects, as well as the requirements for recruiting disciples. You can take a look. If you have decided, Brother Li can come here to find me."
"However, I have to remind Brother Li that there are not many registered disciples. If you miss it and are not noticed by other sects, your trip will be in vain. As a practitioner, Brother Li knows how to waste a year There will be a world of difference in your practice.”
After saying that, Jiang Yi stood up and left, probably looking for his next prey.
