Tongtian and Minghua understood the rules of heaven and felt that three hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Chong Lin came to see him, and the two of them summoned him into the palace.
"Xiaoxian Chonglin pays homage to the two saints."
"What's going on here?" Tongtian lowered his eyes and asked.
Chong Lin said: "Reporting to the saint, after three hundred years of recuperation and recuperation, the immortal clan is now in peace. Tianjun was promoted to immortal in just three hundred years. He should withstand the test of thunder and calamity. This is why the little immortal came here."
"Zhang Bairen has reached immortality?" Tongtian counted with his fingers, but it became clear in one breath, "He is working hard. You are in charge of the Thunder Tribulation test. It is inconvenient for me to go there. Later, I will set up a trap by the Ruoshui River outside the palace. Those who pass the Heart Refining Formation will be accepted as registered disciples by me. My teaching should be passed down, and the Heart Refining Formation does not depend on race. Anyone who can pass it will be accepted as a disciple."
"The saint is merciful." Chonglin, the Immortal, asked Qiqi Ai: "I wonder if the little immortal can participate?"
Tongtian nodded, "If you have the heart, you can do it."
"Yes, Xiaoxian understands. Xiaoxian will come to participate again when the fairy clan affairs are over."
"Um."
"Xiaoxian excuses himself."
Immortal Chonglin exited the palace and looked at the Donghuang Bell, which was suppressed by the saint's pressure; inside was the former leader of the ghost clan, Qing Cang.
Two saints suppressed it, and Qingcang lived peacefully for three hundred years, and did not dare to come out without a seal.
All I can say is that the saint is mighty.
After he returned, he widely announced that the saint was about to set up a heart-refining array by the Ruoshui River; anyone who was destined could go there, regardless of race, which made all races extremely happy. Being able to establish a relationship with a saint, if you are lucky enough to become a disciple of a saint... think about it, it would be beautiful!
All clans quickly pulled out the sons they thought they liked and sent them to the bank of Ruoshui River. Thousands of people came one after another.
The Heavenly Lord of the Immortal Clan did not hide the fact that he had passed the thunder tribulation test from all clans. On the day of the thunder tribulation, Zhang Bairen, who had just been promoted to immortal, was almost split open and his whole body smelled of roasted meat. When he almost thought he was going to die, forty-nine thunder tribulations struck him. After the chop was completed, heaven sent down spiritual rain to repair the injury.
At this point, the Heavenly Lord of the Immortal Clan has been completely recognized by Heaven, and all the Clan of the Immortal Clan have surrendered.
I have to accept it.
Zhang Bairen has been in power for three hundred years, practicing while handling government affairs. Half of the credit for the immortal clan being able to recover so well in just three hundred years belongs to Zhang Bairen. There is no doubt about his ability, and he has a benevolent heart, which the previous Tianjun did not have.
What's more.
It took three hundred years for a mortal to become an immortal. That is quite remarkable.
Even if all the resources of the immortal clan were given to Zhang Bairen, it would be a feat to be promoted to an immortal in three hundred years.
There are many talented people from various tribes, and they also enjoy the tilt of resources in the tribe; however, there has never been such a precedent among the immortal tribes, which once aroused speculation and even wanted to see how Zhang Bairen practiced; fortunately, Chong Lin The immortal intercepted all the snoopers and protected Zhang Bairen tightly.
Zhang Bairen was grateful for the care and support of Immortal Chonglin, and had great faith in Immortal Chonglin and others.
After a month of training, Zhang Bairen's injuries recovered. When Immortal Chonglin came again to deliver government affairs, he mentioned the saint's Heart Refining Formation to him.
"Tianjun, Xiaoxian wants to go."
"Anyone can go, right?" Zhang Bairen asked.
"Yes, the sage said so."
Zhang Bairen thought for a moment and said, "Shangxian Chonglin may bring the seven girls with him. Regardless of whether they can pass the Heart Refining Formation, it is still a kind of experience."
Always give it a try.
Under the saint's door.
The temptation is too great.
"It's just a matter of convenience, Tianjun, don't worry."
Zhang Bairen ordered his seven daughters to be summoned, without asking them about their wishes. He only asked them to follow the Immortal Chonglin. The seven of them were confused, and they only asked Chonglin after they left the heaven.
"Master Chonglin, I wonder where your father has asked us to follow you?"
"Tianjun heard that the Saint opened the Heart Refining Formation. If you are lucky enough to pass through the Heart Refining Formation, you can enter the Saint's sect. The Heavenly Lord is planning for the seven princesses. There is no one under the Saint's sect so far.
If there are disciples who can obtain one or two things from the saint's inheritance, I think it will be of endless use. "
Chonglin Shangxian patiently answered them.
The eldest princess looked in panic, "Can we do it?"
"Princesses, please look below." Looking in the direction he pointed, there were many people descending.
"So many people!"
"No, there are many immortals."
"That's not right, there are people from other races."
"Are they all here to participate in the Heart Training Formation?"
The seven princesses are over 300 years old and still look as young and beautiful as before. Thanks to the beauty elixir that Master Chonglin asked King Yao to refine, they can keep their appearance immortal for thousands of years. The rest all depends on their cultivation.
For the sake of beauty, the seven princesses worked hard to practice. However, they are not heavenly kings. They are promoted quickly with the protection of heaven. The seven princesses are normal mortals in their cultivation progress, and neither are the earthly immortals today.
At any rate, he will soon become an immortal. By then, his appearance will last forever.
"Then do we have hope?" The third princess curled her lips, "Master Chonglin, did the saint say how many disciples he would accept?"
"No, I just said that everyone who can pass will be accepted as my disciple." Chinese website
The seven princesses are depressed. Whether they can pass the Heart Refining Formation is the key. They can no longer compare with the geniuses of other races. Their problem is whether they can pass the Heart Refining Formation. If they can't pass the Heart Refining Formation, it's all in vain.
Although my father's throne was stable, their family's foundation was too shallow.
"Seven princesses, don't worry. A heart refined by the Heart Refining Formation may not necessarily have a good temperament because of its talent; it's all uncertain. Instead of worrying, it's better to let nature take its course." Immortal Chonglin comforted them while lowering his cloud head.
People from all ethnic groups below saw familiar people and came up to say hello.
"Master Chonglin, long time no see. How are you doing?"
"Okay, everything is fine, everyone is here too." Chong Lin, the Immortal, looked at the people who came to greet them. They were all descendants of various races; most of them were Immortals, and some were in the stage of gods, kings and goddesses.
"As soon as we heard that the saint was recruiting people, we all came."
"If there is a chance to enter the saint's gate, we will naturally come."
"Shangxian Chonglin, you have met the two saints a lot. Can you tell us about the saints' requirements?"
Immortal Chonglin raised his eyes to look at the palace shrouded in fairy mist, and shook his head lightly, "It's not that I don't want to say it, but the saint only said that he would set up the Heart Refining Formation. I don't know if there are any other requests. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. We have no choice but to know more about the saint's preferences."
When they said this, Immortal Chonglin smiled slightly, and naturally it was over.
After waiting for two days, Tongtian and Minghua finally came out of the palace, and the noisy Ruoshui River suddenly became quiet; everyone was just paying attention, and no one could think of chatting with them.
"We pay our respects to the two saints."
"Everyone, get up."
Tongtian threw down a set of formations and said to them calmly: "The Heart Refining Formation is complete, and you can enter if you are destined."
"I'll come first." A member of the Ghost Clan, a member of the Xianyi Clan, walked up to the Heart Refining Formation. He raised his foot and was about to go in, but he didn't want to. He walked a few steps close to the Heart Refining Formation, but was blocked by a barrier. It's outside and there's no way to get in.
