The entrance of Woxi Village was very lively at this time, and the entrance of the village was crowded with people. Master Yunlang and his two disciples in the middle had already sat down at a long table prepared by the villagers.
There is a half-foot-square sapphire stone inkstone placed in front of Master Yunlang. Its four corners are carved with Zhu Xuan and Bai Qing, corresponding to north, south, east and west respectively. Upon closer inspection, there is a faint flow of liquid in the center of the stone inkstone. Five grooves are arranged along a semi-arc. One of the two disciples was studying ink, and the other was holding a pen and paper, preparing to record something.
At this time, the two dozen teenagers standing in front of the table were very nervous, but Wu Hao among them was relatively calm. When he saw Wu Fan in the crowd, he even blinked mischievously.
At this time, Master Yunlang raised his head, looked at the young people in front of him, and said lightly: "This year's recruitment of new blood is similar to previous years, but more stringent. This is not only a requirement of the sect stewards, but also for the common people in the world. In recent years, I have watched the changes in the Nine Stars in the Xuankong, and I feel deeply that there are some vague changes in that barbaric place. However, after on-site inspection, I found nothing. Maybe there will be great chaos in the world soon. Therefore, we have to select the younger generation. Let’s do our best to train the elites so that when the disaster star appears, he can protect the common people and become a model that thousands of people can admire and learn from!”
These heroic words made the young people's childish faces show a touch of perseverance, and they were full of yearning for the future.
Then Master Yunlang asked the young men to line up in a row and said: "To become a qualified disciple of the Jade Pot Sect, you must not only have excellent skills, but also have extraordinary bearing and talent. Since you want to become a Jade Pot Sect disciple, A disciple of the Hu Sect, then who can tell me the origin of the Jade Hu Sect?"
Everyone looked at each other, and then a thin boy replied hesitantly: "Maybe... it's because the peak where the Jade Pot Sect is located looks like a big kettle."
Hearing this, the two Jade Pot Sect disciples couldn't help but sneer, their eyes became more contemptuous, and they whispered, "I don't know what the real person thinks, but he wants to come to this remote place to recruit disciples."
"Yes, the qualifications of the people here are not very good every time. Not long after they went to the Yuhu Sect, they were assigned to the deputy peak to do handymen." Master Yunlang heard their whispers and frowned slightly. After just coughing, the two people glanced at each other and quickly stopped talking.
"It is said that the ancestor Mingyuan held a magical jade gourd and sealed the ancient demons. He became famous in one battle. The Yuhu Sect took the homonym of the two words "jade gourd" and called it "Yuhu", hence the name Yuhu Sect." Only the crowd could be seen. A confident young man walked out, this person was Wu Hao.
After hearing this, Master Yunlang raised his head with approval. Although this kind of question is not obscure, it is also a matter known to everyone in the outside world.
But after all, the terrain here is remote, so he just asked casually and impromptuly. Unexpectedly, there are people in this isolated place who know something about the Jade Pot Sect, instead of just deifying it casually.
Seeing that Wu Hao was quite confident, but without the slightest hint of pride or humility, he couldn't help but nodded.
"Well, yes, the Yuhu Sect is named after the magic weapon of ancestor Mingyuan, and this magic weapon is still on Yuhu Peak, supervised and managed by the elders. Well, don't be discouraged because you can't answer, this is just I asked casually, but it doesn’t count. Now, in order of your age, come to the table one by one to take the qualification test.”
Hearing what the real person said, the young people breathed a sigh of relief and lined up one by one, nervously waiting for their turn.
I saw Master Yunlang put his hand on the first boy's Tianling Cap, and with a little luck, he asked the boy to put his right hand on the sapphire inkstone and put his five fingers into the five grooves.
I saw the calm liquid in the stone inkstone, as if being blown by the breeze, gradually swaying slightly with ripples. The real person nodded and said something to the disciple behind him, and then the disciple hurriedly recorded it on paper.
After the recording was completed, the real person called the next boy to come forward. This process was quite simple, and everyone almost walked around in a circle.
Finally it was Wu Hao's turn. Master Yunlang asked him to put his right hand into the groove of the stone inkstone. The liquid in the stone inkstone flowed rapidly as if being hit by a strong wind.
Master Yunlang couldn't help being slightly startled. Even the two proud disciples behind him had expressions of disbelief on their faces. They suddenly came back to their senses and started recording.
Master Yunlang glanced at Wu Hao a few more times, nodded, and continued to test with a look of approval in his eyes. After the last boy finished, Master Yunlang looked through the records and considered them carefully, while everyone anxiously waited for the test results.
After about a cup of tea, Master Yunlang stroked his beard and stood up, "Well, the results of this test are quite good, which surprised me. Among these twenty-seven young people, I have Fifteen qualified candidates have been decided. They are: Jiang Long, Wang Ming, Wang Lang, He Zheng, Wu Hao... These people have passed the qualification test for the entry-level disciples of the Yuhu Sect. Now go back and prepare. Tomorrow at noon, Gather at the entrance of the village and set off for the Yuhu Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the quiet crowd began to boil. Those family members who had become entry-level disciples laughed from ear to ear and cheered loudly, while those who had lost the election had sad faces and sobbed softly.
However, this world where power is respected is so cruel. The only opportunity for a turning point in life has been lost. All the illusions in the past have been shattered. In this life, he can only continue to be unknown and isolated from the world.
At this moment, Wu Fan was very happy to hear that Wu Hao was successfully selected as an entry-level disciple. He hurried to Wu Hao and said happily: "Congratulations to Brother Wu. Brother Wu is really amazing. He will be as good as Shu in the future." It’s as powerful as the immortals in it.”
Wu Hao also nodded very happily, "Of course, you don't even look at me Wu..." Then he seemed to think of something again, and after a moment of silence he said to Wu Fan: "Well, by the way, You go to the old place and wait for me, I will go find you later."
After saying that, he ran towards home. Wu Fan was very confused about what kind of medicine Wu Hao was selling in his gourd, so he quickly ran to the stream outside the village.
Master Yunlang, who was stroking his beard at the long table at the entrance of the village, felt something. When he raised his head, he happened to see Wu Fan running out of the village entrance. There was an imperceptible look in his eyes, and then he regained his composure, greeted the two disciples, and went The village chief's house is temporarily resting.
On the big rock by the stream, Wu Fan was facing up to the sky, holding a piece of wild grass in his mouth, looking at the clouds in the sky in a daze, as if he was guessing what Brother Wu was going to do. After waiting for a while, he squinted his eyes slightly and almost fell asleep.
I don't know how much time passed, but Wu Fan suddenly felt as if the sunlight had been blocked. When he opened his eyes, he saw a slightly resolute face, a pair of smiling eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows, and a slightly raised smile under his high nose bones. At the corner of his mouth, Wu Fan sat up with a startled sound, only to see Wu Hao holding his hands behind his back, bowing his waist with a smile, blocking his face.
When Wu Fan woke up, Wu Hao said to him slyly: "Hey, I kept you waiting, let's see what this is!"
As he spoke, he took out a few books from his back like a magic trick, "I secretly took these from the teacher and kept them at home. Tomorrow... I will leave tomorrow, so there should be no use in keeping them." , let me show you, there are many amazing things in it!"
After saying that, he handed these books to Wu Fan. Wu Fan hurriedly took them and flipped through them. After flipping through them for a few times, he seemed to remember something, but he was no longer interested. He put the books into his arms, and then There was silence.
After a long time, Wu Fan slowly spoke: "Tomorrow, Brother Wu, you are leaving. Xiaofan will no longer hear Brother Wu telling me stories, and no one will play with me anymore... It has been only Brother Wu for so long. Stay with me...I..."
As he spoke, Wu Fan's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Wu Hao noticed the change in the atmosphere at this time and felt very sad. He took a deep breath and said to Wu Fan with a smile on his face: "Brother Wu just practiced a few years before you. You don't want to do it yourself." You're lazy, be careful I, Master Wu, will beat you back later, hahaha."
After saying that, he flicked Wu Fan on the head, then ran away with a smile.
When Wu Fan saw this, he forgot about his sorrow, his little face turned red with anger, and he chased after him, "Brother Wu, you are still bullying me, stop!"
"Can you catch up with me, haha."
"Don't run."
The sadness in the air was dispersed by the laughter before it could condense. The two children, one large and one small, were laughing and playing like this. Unknowingly, the sunset dyed half of the sky red.
In the season when all things are waking up, the wind still carries a hint of coolness. The two figures, one tall and one short, side by side, one is looking forward to the future, and the other is secretly making a decision. At this moment, they are the world.
There is a determined look in the eyes on both the mature and immature faces, as if they have made some kind of decision.
On the way back to the village, the two shadows were stretched by the setting sun, as if they were two grown-up teenagers.
At noon the next day, there was an uproar at the entrance of the village. Fifteen teenagers carrying packages gathered at the entrance of the village.
After Master Yunlang waited for his two disciples to verify that they were correct, he stroked his beard and said to them seriously: "I will use my flying magic weapon - Canglu to carry you back to the sect later, but you must remember Stay awake at all times, don’t fall asleep halfway and fall from the sky, the consequences will be disastrous.”
Hearing what the Master said, those young people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Master Yunlang smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't let the disciples of the Jade Pot Sect get into an accident halfway. I just want to remind you, don't be scared to death." Courage.”
After saying that, he took out the gourd-shaped jade pendant from his sleeve and muttered something. Then the jade pendant floated in the air like it was pumped up, and turned into a three-foot-square boat. It was a lot bigger than the day before, even bigger. It's wonderful.
Seeing those young people looking at each other, Master Yunlang waved his hand, and everyone felt as if they were blown onto the "big gourd" by a gust of wind. After stabilizing their bodies, Master Yunlang asked everyone to sit cross-legged and glanced at the crowd, as if looking for What.
Then he held his sword finger, soared up into the clouds, broke through the wind, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Wu Fan, who was standing on the big rock by the stream outside the village, looked at the place where he disappeared, clenched his fists, and was lost in thought.
