In the square, countless people were selected. Du Wang, Fang Xiaolan, Lei Zhong and others were the designated disciples, and they were spotted by the five elders at a glance.
And the five elders seemed to have their own criteria for selecting people. For example, the disciples chosen by the old man with a hunchback were obviously in the direction of body training. Lei Zhong, who had obtained the lower B-plate, was chosen by him. Some of the other new disciples who were in good physical condition were also accepted by him.
Another example is the woman with black hair and a shawl, who always has a peaceful smile on her face. The other two people who drew thirty lines on the boat, Zhi Ji and Jiang Yinu, were all beauties, but Li Wudi didn't expect that. What's more, even the fat man Du Wang fell in love with the woman and accepted her together.
Even Leishan was chosen by the elder who had a noodle gourd on his waist and smelled of herbs.
Li Wudi was quite suspicious that the foul-mouthed Lei Shan was influenced by Gu Danzi, the man in purple robe.
But what caught his special attention was the very different-looking elder wearing a cloth shirt with a sword on his back. During the elder's selection of disciples, he couldn't even count how many times he yawned. By the time the four elders had almost made their selections, , after selecting nearly a dozen or so disciples, he casually glanced below and saw that there were at least three hundred new disciples left.
Originally, Li Wudi looked at the elder who was carrying a sword on his back. He should be a swordsman. There were quite a few new disciples at the scene who were wielding swords. At least now, nearly half of them were carrying swords.
When he saw this, he wanted to ask Fat Du Wang to grab a long sword and pretend to be a show-off. Maybe he would be spotted by the elder.
The result was beyond everyone's expectation. The elder in the sword-carrying shirt had indeed chosen the discipline of swordsmanship, and that person was also familiar to Li Wudi.
That was Fang Xiaolan, who had the gift of sword heart. Seeing this, Li Wudi was truly convinced. After all, that's what he did.
Everyone present waited for a while before hearing that the lazy elder, who was not very old but not more than 20 years old, reluctantly looked above at the direction in which the white-robed elder was leaving.
He sighed and said, "It's a pity that all the good seedlings have been taken away, so we can only pick eggs from a pile of stones."
Later, there was no later...
Seeing that the cloth-shirted elder seemed to have no intention of choosing a disciple, the whole place was in an uproar.
What? !
Just choose one? !
Even Li Wudi, who had called Du Wang aside and borrowed a long sword, was stunned on the spot.
Is this gone?
So willful?
The elder, a woman with black hair and a shawl, smiled faintly and said, "Elder Jian, it seems that these new disciples are a little unconvinced. Why don't you show your skills?"
Elder Jian, with a lazy and indifferent expression on his face, clasped his ears with his little finger, looked down sideways, and said: "No, anyway...that's it."
This undisguised blow directly aroused the indignation of the new disciples below, and for a moment, the slightest trace of sword energy was revealed here.
Those new disciples who are carrying swords are young and energetic, and they have risen to this place step by step from many talented people. They already have great ambitions, but now they are being rubbed for no reason. Of course they are not convinced. .
What's more, the elder in the cloth shirt is only a few years older than them in appearance. He may be a few levels ahead of them in terms of realm, but based on his sword intention alone, his understanding of the sword may not be as good as theirs. They're deep.
Elder Jian could feel the sword intent emanating from the many young men with lofty ideals below, but he was disdainful and could not see his movements.
Everyone saw him shrugging his shoulders slightly, and the sword behind his back seemed to shake a little because of this small move.
A domineering and terrifying sword energy swept across the entire square in a very short period of time!
But the speed was so fast that he only lasted for half a breath before he immediately took it back and collected it all on the sword elder.
This terrifying sword energy came like the pressure of a majestic sky net, and when it left, it was like the ebbing tide. However, it still made everyone present, especially the person wielding the sword, so frightened that it took a long time to catch their breath.
After reacting, the new disciples looked at the young sword elder and did not dare to look down upon him. There was even a hint of yearning in their fearful eyes.
That is the admiration of those who use swords to a higher realm of swordsmanship.
Fang Xiaolan, who was originally obsessed with swords, felt the terrifying sword energy emanating from the elder sword's body, and his eyes turned into peach blossoms. He just stared at the elder sword's body.
This man is very good with a sword.
Sure enough... the sword from Lingtian Dao Palace is excellent.
The other four elders seemed to be used to it and didn't say much. They saw the middle-aged man with a kind face before, clapped their hands and said with a smile: "In that case, this is the end of the elders' selection of disciples this time. it's over."
"Of course, those disciples who have not been selected as the disciples of the elders, don't worry, because this is just the result of the preliminary election. When the disciples become more powerful in the future, we will naturally favor each other. You must remember one thing, in Lingtian Dao Palace Inside, any genius will never be buried."
At this point, Li Wudi seemed to rush up, slapped the middle-aged man twice, grabbed his ears, and shouted deafeningly: "I am a genius among geniuses, you elders are blind and can't see Is that right?"
Thoughts like this came to mind one by one, but Li Wudi still resisted the impulse in his heart and suppressed it.
Forget it, gold will shine wherever it goes. I don’t believe it. My fairy seedling can’t develop on its own?
Or, if you are in the Qi Condensation Realm and you have something about your natal fairy spirit, and it is exposed, then it will be up to you, the five ignorant elders, to come crying and making a fuss to beg you to become your disciple.
Oh, by the way, there is also the old man in white robe. When the time comes, he will definitely beg me nicely.
Li Wudi felt excited and enjoyable just thinking about these fantasy scenes.
After a while, without even realizing it, he started laughing.
Du Wang looked at the many disdainful looks around him and tugged on Li Wudi's sleeves. He was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Brother Wudi, Brother Wudi, I'll take the first step..." ..."
Li Wudi also came to his senses, wiped his mouth quickly, and smiled awkwardly at the people around him. At this time, the elder who looked like a middle-aged man above him also finished speaking.
"This time, the disciples sent by the Dao Palace have done a good job in finding people, and they have made great contributions... According to the usual practice, Yan Zhiyu, Wen Fan, Wu Juan, Tu Honghong and others will be promoted from outer disciples to inner disciples from now on. Disciple, from now on, we will go to Lingxin Island to settle down and practice."
"Gu Danzi is an inner disciple, and he will be on the Y-shaped card, and will be promoted to one-character card, Jiazi card."
Gu Danzi, Wen Fan and others all saluted and thanked: "Disciple, thank you Elder Chu! From now on, it will be designated as the Tao Palace. I will continue to dedicate myself to the Tao Palace and strengthen the name of my Tao Palace."
Elder Chu Feng nodded happily and turned to look at the leader, the young man in white.
His eyes were also gentler, "Chen Ping, this trip has made great achievements. Not only did he find immortal seedlings for the Dao Palace, but he also broke through the big realm on his own, the Lingtai realm. The amnesty Jiazi tablet was upgraded to the Soul word tablet, and two more words were added, lower armor! "
As soon as these words came out, Yan Zhiyu, Tu Honghong and others first looked at the figure in white in front of them in surprise, and then they all congratulated: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Chen for taking your cultivation to a higher level and winning the Xiajia Soul Plaque!"
A hint of coldness flashed across the face of the purple-robed Gu Danzi, but with the five elders in front of him, he did not dare to express other emotions and could only echo the salute and praise.
After that, the selection of disciples by the elders was officially over. As for the remaining disciples, they were arranged by some other brothers and sisters in the Dao Palace, including their accommodation, transportation, and subsequent arrangements.
The person who greeted Li Wudi was a senior sister who was good-looking, wearing a Taoist palace robe and skirt, with an oval face and a slender figure. Her long hair was tied by a bright red hairband, which added to her unique style.
Her name is Ning Ruoxue, and she comes from the famous Ning family in Lingtian County. She has been practicing in Lingtian Taoist Palace for more than ten years.
Looking at this beautiful senior sister, Li Wudi remembered Wen Fan's evil smile when he finally left, "Wudi boy, there is no such thing as a token, don't worry, here... your senior sister, I have already given it to you Now that I have a good relationship, I will hang out with her in the future, maybe for a long time, hey, you know, it would be good to find me a sister-in-law."
Until now, Li Wudi could still think of Na Wen's drunkard's dishonest look with a chill.
But it is true that having a beautiful senior sister leading the team is at least a beautiful sight, right?
"Hey, Junior Brother Wu Di, what are you doing standing there, keep up."
Ning Ruoxue also brought a few junior brothers with her. After greeting Li Wudi, she saw that Li Wudi was still motionless and started to greet him.
"Hey, Senior Sister Ning, here we come."
With that said, Li Wudi walked forward.
He also looked at the other new disciples around Ning Ruoxue. There were not many of them. Compared to the dozen or so new disciples led by other senior brothers and sisters, they could be said to be very few.
There were only two people, and one of them seemed submissive. He was about the same age as him, with a slight pockmark on his face. He was wearing an ordinary linen shirt. He seemed to be a little afraid of strangers?
Li Wudi was here, and he was called a familiar man. He bowed and said: "Hello, Taoist brother, my name is Li Wudi, Li Wudi's Li, the invincible Wudi."
The somewhat shy young man seemed to be frightened by Li Wudi's voice. He took two steps back, then glanced at Senior Sister Ning next to him, swallowed his throat, and then said cautiously: "No... Hello, Senior Brother Wu Di, my...my name is Yin Hao."
As soon as Li Wudi heard this, he smiled, put his arm around Yin Hao's shoulders, pulled him into his arms and said, "Senior brother, we are of the same generation. It's true, Taoist brother Yin Hao, please give in a lot in the future."
After saying that, Li Wudi looked to the other side, where there was also a person standing.
Wearing gorgeous embroidered clothes, hanging an emerald jade pendant around his waist, and holding a white feather fan in his hand, he looked like the eldest son of a certain family.
However, the black box this person is carrying behind his back makes people feel a little familiar.
I always feel like, where have I seen this person before?
Li Wudi raised his eyes and met the man's eyes, and the void seemed to freeze at this moment.
He pointed at the person with one finger and said tremblingly: "You...you, aren't you just that, that..."
It seemed that he had bumped into an acquaintance, and he stuttered a bit when he spoke.
"Yes, little benefactor, I have already said that we are destined to meet each other. Fate is the most elusive thing in the world."
"Oh, I forgot to register my number. My surname is Fang, and my only name is Sang. You can just call me Fang Sang on weekdays."
The fortune-telling Taoist priest bowed his hands and said with a smile on his face.
