At this time, Wen Xian was already panicking. The effectiveness of this diamond talisman can only last for half a quarter of an hour. It was almost exhausted after being interrupted by Song Xin just now.
He wished that this idiot Mr. Liu could kill him quickly, but when he saw Song Xin walking away angrily, and when he saw Zhou Wenzhi's expression turned ugly, he regretted what he had just said. I was just not convinced that Song Xin was sitting in the chief position, so I used my background to ridicule him, but I didn't expect that my words not only scolded Song Xin, but also offended his master Zhou Wenzhi.
But Liu Mi was unwilling to apologize because of his face.
Liu Mi secretly glanced at Zhou Wenzhi, who was holding a wine glass and drinking expressionlessly, obviously a little displeased.
He glared at Song Xin again and said in a low voice: "Humph, let's compete. I, Liu Mi, am afraid that you won't succeed!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Wen Xian and said, "Master Wen, can the bet you just made still count?"
When Wen Xian heard this, his scalp immediately went numb. In my heart, I wanted to slap Liu Mi to death, and cursed secretly: "You idiot, I will definitely kill you in the future."
But he still straightened his neck and said in a calm and calm tone: "It will take care of itself."
"Then I'll cut him off." After speaking, Liu Mi raised his sword.
"Hey, wait a moment, you two. Wen intuitively thinks that this appointment is not fun enough. How about we come up with some lottery tickets?" Suddenly, Zhou Wenzhi interrupted their conversation loudly.
Zhou Wenzhi walked down as he spoke, stood next to Wen Xian, and continued: "There are two bets tonight. The first one is between Brother Liu and Brother Wen, and the second one is between Brother Song and Brother Liu." Let’s compete. How about we place a bet and win or lose?”
Everyone was already a little tipsy, but they became even more excited when they heard about the winnings, and immediately cheered loudly. They knew that Liu Mi was good at swordsmanship, but more because they wanted to see Song Xin, a commoner who made them lose face, make a fool of himself.
The guests began to place bets one after another. Song Xin knew that this was Zhou Wenzhi's delaying strategy and would definitely take action to secretly protect Wen Xian.
When Zhou Wenzhi saw that everyone had finished betting, he hugged Wen Xian and Mr. Liu one by one and said, "Well, you two, please let me wait and open my eyes." After saying that, he patted Wen Xian on the back gently and returned to his own. on the seat.
"Then you're welcome. Look at the sword." Mr. Liu didn't hesitate at this time and slashed Wen Xian's head with his sword.
A "ding" sound came from the clash of gold and iron. Mr. Liu's sword struck Wen Xian on the head, breaking into two pieces and flying away. The broken half of the sword was stuck on the table of a guest sitting by the door, making him jump up with a scream.
Wen Xian also felt uncomfortable. With the sword strike just now, he felt a force rushing into his body. My internal organs felt so uncomfortable that I almost couldn't help but vomit, and the Vajra Talisman was scattered because of this spiritual energy.
"Sure enough, Zhou Wenzhi tampered with Wen Xian just now." Song Xin understood in his heart, but deliberately showed a surprised look on his face. He had expected it, but that spiritual energy was enough for Wen Xian to drink a pot.
"How is it, Mr. Liu, how are you doing?" Wen Xian suppressed his vomiting, pretended to be calm, and smiled at Liu Mi.
"Liu admires the profound Taoism of the real person. Please forgive Liu for being disrespectful." Liu Mi was shocked by this scene and bowed to Wen Xian with great respect. The other guests also stood up to show their respect.
"Do you still want the veteran to show you any magic skills?" Wen Xian smiled and looked around. Seeing all the guests shaking their heads, he then walked up to Song Xin and said, "Mr. Song, thank you for speaking for me just now." He looked at Song Xin with a smile and cupped his hands.
Song Xin pretended to be flattered and said, "You're so polite, sir. I was really flattered just now."
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Ignorant, he underestimated the magic power of the immortal. Please forgive me, the immortal. "
"It doesn't matter." Wen Xian returned to his seat and sat down, and said: "Pindao came here today, firstly to get to know all the talented people, and secondly, to recruit a few disciples. Pindao has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and has been If you haven't found a disciple that satisfies you, you are either too lazy or not talented enough. Master Zhou gave Pindao this opportunity today, and Pindao is extremely grateful."
When Song Xin heard Wen Xian say that he had lived for hundreds of years, he almost burst out laughing, but he still couldn't help it, so he had to pick up the wine glass and cover his face with his big sleeves and drink.
"He's so poetic when he brags." He sneered secretly. Song Yu also burst out laughing.
"May I ask what the immortal's conditions are for accepting a disciple?" Zheng Yue asked.
"When I accept a disciple, I first look at whether the character is upright, secondly whether the person is diligent, and thirdly whether he has talent. Anyone who meets the three criteria will be willing to be accepted as a disciple."
Zhou Wenzhi said smoothly: "Master, all those who came here today are people of good character. I don't need to read this first item, right?"
"Well, the old Taoist also believes that the people Mr. Zhou associates with must be of good character, so let's assume that everyone has passed the first condition." Then Wen Xian's eyes glanced at Song Xin again.
Song Xin suddenly felt goosebumps popping up in embarrassment, "These people haven't agreed to be your apprentices yet, so you took it upon yourself to accept them?"
At this time, Xun Yu's two sons, Cao's family, Xiahou's family, Guo Jia, and Zhang Liao's sons all stood up and said: "I'm afraid I can't bear the hardship of cultivation, so I won't participate in the competition. We can just watch from the sidelines." .”
"Well, since these gentlemen are unwilling to practice Taoism, then the poor Taoist cannot force them."
Among the guests on the east side who were more active were Yu Gui and He Yan, as well as many children of aristocratic families and those with lower status, especially Liu Mi who had just beheaded Wen Xian and Zheng Yue before him, who were particularly active. .
"May I ask the immortal how to determine the second and third conditions?"
"The second condition is that the old Taoist will send a stream of true energy into your body to test your physical fitness. If you can endure this pain for half a quarter of an hour, you will have passed the test."
"What about the third item?" Song Xin also asked very actively.
"The old Taoist will use the true energy to detect whether there are spiritual roots in each of you. If there are, you are a person with excellent qualifications. If there is no spiritual root, I am afraid there is nothing the old Taoist can do."
"Then come and give it a try, real person." Several young men couldn't wait.
Wen Xian walked down with a smile and patted everyone on the shoulder. Of course, he also patted Song Xin's shoulder. He immediately noticed that Wen Xian had sent a stream of corpse energy into his body. This corpse energy was so powerful that he was afraid that He wanted to take revenge for what he had done to mess up the situation just now.
"This corpse aura is the same as that of the walking corpse I met that night. It seems that this Wen Xian has indeed practiced the walking corpse technique. But you old man miscalculated. This corpse aura doesn't matter to me at all. What?" Song Xin thought to himself. He had already absorbed the soul of the walking corpse, and his strengthened body was not afraid of corpse energy at all.
Song Yu reminded in a low voice: "How about pretending to be in pain to avoid their suspicion?" When Song Xin saw that everyone around him was sweating in pain, he quickly rolled to the ground, pretending to be in pain.
"Oh, Master, this is too uncomfortable, please untie me!!" Song Xin saw many people rolling on the ground, and she imitated them and shouted.
Wen Xian walked up to Song Xin expressionlessly, looked at him gloatingly for a moment, then patted Song Xin on the shoulder and took back the corpse energy. Song Xin suddenly didn't feel so uncomfortable. He looked at the people who were removing the corpse breath and started to breathe.
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He also imitated the way he panted.
Song Yu sneered and said: "This Wen Xian is really vicious. He deliberately didn't clean it up for you and left a trace of corpse energy. If you were an ordinary person, he would become a walking corpse in a few years."
"Hmph, such dirty tricks can't harm me." Song Xin sneered in his heart and used his spiritual energy to stir up the corpse aura and destroy it.
Song Xin naturally failed this test because he could not "endure" this true energy. However, four or five of the disciples endured it. They sat on the ground sweating profusely and panting, with excitement on their faces.
songs Most of the people were the children of rich families and officials in Xudu City. I am afraid that he deliberately used weak corpse energy to make these people bearable. For those whose family backgrounds were not strong enough, he put more corpse energy in to let them overcome difficulties. It’s a good plan to retreat.”
"I am from a commoner background, so he naturally looks down upon me. Those of you who were not selected are lucky, otherwise you will all become zombies in the future."
At this time, Wen Xian stroked his beard and said happily: "These young gentlemen are really persevering and have amazing physical strength. They can withstand the true energy of this real person. Then this third level is to test the spiritual roots. Please come closer and stand in the center of the hall. Sit still, I will test my spiritual roots one by one."
Wen Xian walked up to He Yan and put his hand on his pulse. A stream of corpse air slowly entered He Yan's brain, circled around, and then returned to Wen Xian's body. He Yan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he looked at Wen Xian with eyes full of admiration. Wen Xian tried the same method on the three people, and they all nodded. When it came to the fourth person, he said, "Young Master has spiritual roots and can practice cultivation." Song Xin took a look and found that this person was Yu Gui, Yu Jin's son.
Yu Gui jumped up with excitement, as if he would live as long as heaven soon. The old Taoist accepted two more people, saying that they had spiritual roots. Song Xin took a look and found that they were from the most prominent families among the candidates.
songs , we can only settle for the next best thing and choose these poor people."
Song Yu secretly sneered: "Hmph, if you have money, you will have spiritual roots, but if you don't have money, you will only have corpse energy."
"The one you choose is the beginning of bad luck. If you are infected with corpse energy, your luck will gradually decline and your family will be affected." Song Yu said sympathetically. Song Xin was startled and thought to himself: "So there is another theory. Yu Jin was later defeated and captured. I'm afraid it was because this precious son affected his luck..."
Seeing that things were going well, Zhou Wenzhi stood up and said loudly: "Guys, you can go back and tell your family tonight, and you can start practicing with Zhenren Wen tomorrow. Zhenren Wen will not let you become a monk. You just need to listen to lectures and practice regularly during the day. , even if you are going to Piyong, Master Wen will teach you the inner method regularly and will not delay your cultivation."
"Yes, Master, thank you Mr. Zhou." Several people bowed respectfully to Wen Xian.
"Good disciple, I am really happy that my wish has been fulfilled today. I hope you will practice seriously in the future and become immortal like your teacher."
"Yes, I will follow Master's teachings."
Zhou Wenzhi lost no time in saying: "Dear guests, I think how about we congratulate these few on becoming immortal disciples?" After speaking, he raised his wine glass to congratulate several people.
Then he changed the subject, looked at Song Xin and said, "Then let's start another bet tonight, right?"
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