"You learned the Spiritual Rain Technique well." Tian Yan admired as he looked at the drops of water in the vegetable field.
Jiang Ling'er has been learning the Spiritual Rain Technique from Tian Yan these past few days. There are actually many ways to this seemingly simple technique.
For example, Wei Yan, who was also casting spells, watered a small piece of spiritual vegetables to death in just a few days, almost driving Tian Yan crazy.
"You idiot, you don't know such a simple technique, you are worse than the little girl I just learned!"
At this time, Wei Yan was giggling, "Then how can I compete with Ling'er? I'm just a bigot..."
"Go away and go chop wood there. I get a headache when I see you!" Tian Yan's high-pitched voice was almost piercing people's eardrums. Wei Yan was afraid that he would yell again, so he ran off to chop wood.
The Spiritual Rain Technique is no better than the Fireball Technique. The greater the spiritual power, the more powerful it is. It requires the monks to control their spiritual consciousness.
Jiang Ling'er has a sea of divine consciousness that far exceeds that of the same level, so for her, spells that require divine consciousness are readily available to her.
At the moment when she cast the Spiritual Rain Technique, her spiritual consciousness attached to the rain threads along with her spiritual energy, feeling the coolness of the rain, and then dripping into the earth along the air.
She was particularly free at this moment, her body was light and airy, as if she would fly away in the next second.
It's a pity that this mysterious and mysterious state only lasted a few breaths and ended.
After Jiang Ling'er finished watering the vegetable field, she came to the gate of Tianqing Sect with Wei Yan and Tian Yan.
Monks from all over the world have gathered here. Treasure lights flash in the sky, and colorful flying swords fly past, leaving long trails behind.
The monks in the square were a large, dark mass, like surging sea water with no end at a glance.
As the bell rang loudly, a clear bark came from the distant horizon, and everyone looked up to the sky.
Above the sky, the golden-red giant luan spread its wings and soared in the air. Its feathers were like flamboyant flames under the sunlight, emitting a dazzling golden light.
Along with the exclamation, the giant luan stopped on the eaves of the four-corner eight-column gate.
"Wow, this is so cool!" Wei Yan put his palms on his forehead, facing the dazzling sunlight to take a look at the giant luan.
"Okay, there are so many people here, be careful with Ling'er and don't let her get separated from us." Tian Yan frowned because of the crowd and avoided the crowd in disgust.
"No problem. I'm holding on to her clothes. They won't get separated, eh?" Wei Yan turned around, only to find that Jiang Ling'er had already disappeared.
At this time, she was being taken to another place by people.
"Hurry, the apprenticeship ceremony is about to begin!"
"Don't squeeze me, you don't have eyes, do you?"
"Give way, give way to me."
Chirping noises continued to sound around, until a person got off the giant Luan.
"Look, there's someone up there!"
"That's Master Taiqing, look at your ignorant look!"
"What did you say?"
Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Jiang Ling'er took this opportunity to quickly get out of the crowd, clutching the stone pillar next to her tightly to avoid being taken away by the crowd again.
"Everyone, please be quiet," the man's clothes fluttered as he got off Ju Luan, and his voice reached the ears of every monk present.
"Today is the grand ceremony for accepting disciples of our Tianqing Sect. Please join our sect as required. Fighting is strictly prohibited here. Anyone who offends will never be admitted to the Tianqing Sect!"
After saying this, the pressure of the golden elixir period swept over, and everyone present fell silent.
"Boom!"
After the ground shook violently, the round stone platform slowly rose upwards. A complex array was engraved in the center of the stone surface, which was spinning slowly and emitting colorful light.
A long white jade staircase was erected in front of everyone. At the end, there were clouds and mist, and there was a faint golden light, which was ethereal and fascinating.
"This level is called the Heart-forging Level. If you pass this level after testing your spiritual roots, you will be a member of our sect."
"The road to immortality is long and difficult, but I hope you all will live up to this journey!"
After finishing speaking, an old man with gray beard fell down from the round stone platform. The spiritual energy from his fingertips burst into the center of the stone surface, and thick five-color light pillars instantly appeared around him, shooting straight into the sky.
"Come up in order according to the serial number of the identity card." The old man said with a cold expression.
Jiang Ling'er remembered the token she was given when she sat in the teleportation array. After picking it up, she put her consciousness into it and saw the serial number 324 on it.
"Three spiritual roots, low root value, bone age 13, consistent."
Everyone who passed by walked towards the white jade steps in turn.
"Five spiritual roots, high root value, bone age 18, consistent."
"Four spiritual roots, low root value, bone age 58, not suitable."
It seemed that there were more people like this coming. The old man stared at the next group of people impatiently: "If you are fifty or older, go ahead!"
After sparsely recruiting some people, Jiang Ling'er's ranking was much higher.
"Single fire spirit root, high root value, bone age 12, consistent."
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the stone platform. When they saw that the man was walking towards the white jade steps like everyone else, without any special treatment, they all started talking.
"As expected of a large sect, such talents can deal with it calmly."
"You think that the name of the largest sect in Zhongzhou is in vain, there are so many geniuses!"
After Jiang Ling'er finished measuring her spiritual roots, she came to the white jade steps, took a deep breath, and crossed the golden light barrier.
Her consciousness seemed to have fallen into extremely deep warm water, becoming chaotic and gradually losing consciousness.
"Aling, why are you standing here so stupidly?"
In the kitchen, Tian Zhu was rubbing the red skin off the peanuts with his thumb, looking at her with confusion.
Jiang Ling'er felt dizzy in her head, as if she had had a long, long dream.
She took the white peanut kernels from Tian Zhu and stuffed them into her mouth subconsciously, but reflexively took two steps back and the peanut kernels fell to the ground.
"Oh, what are you doing! I've been working hard for this for a long time!" Tian Zhu jumped up from the stool, picked up the peanut kernels on the ground and blew on them, complaining dissatisfiedly.
"Damn girl, get back here quickly, I'm going to die from exhaustion!" Li Xinran, who was not far away, threw the scraper in her hand and cursed.
Tian Zhu neatly patted his hands covered with peanut red skin and saw Jiang Ling'er still standing there in a daze, "Aling, are you scared to death?"
Without waiting for her reply, he grabbed her hand and walked to the yard.
"Second sister, the second sister is not good, Aling is scared to death!"
Li Xinran raised his head when he heard this, looked up and down a few times, and said with a bit of schadenfreude in his tone, "Isn't that what it should be? Doesn't she like to be pushy?"
Then he moved the half-processed iron bar in front of the two of them, "It doesn't matter whether you are pretending to be stupid or you are really stupid. You have been lying there for so long thinking that you are a young lady. Shave it!"
"Good second sister, look," Tian Zhu opened the paper bag in his arms and placed it in front of Li Xinran, "good sister, my hands are sore and sore from trying to peel the peanuts for you."
Lin Xinran finally felt more comfortable. She nodded, and Tian Zhu fed peanuts to her mouth.
"Azhu, come with me. The cotton we harvested a few days ago hasn't been delivered yet, so I can't move it alone."
Tian Zhu beamed with joy. Carrying cotton was much better than scraping potatoes. Every time after scraping potatoes, her hands were sticky and extremely itchy. She didn't want to experience that unscratchable itch again.
After taking a look at Jiang Ling'er, who was still silent, she jumped up and left after Li Xinran.
