"Hey, it's you. Why haven't I seen you? I thought you weren't coming." The young man with the golden crown let out a sigh when he saw Lu Xiaotian.
"This senior is joking. This junior has finally collected all the spiritual objects in order to join Lingxiao Palace. How could he not come?" Lu Xiaotian said.
"Junior Brother Hou, do you know him?" the thin woman asked.
"I met him once. This kid is a little strange. He collected a lot of spiritual herbs that Qingdan Palace wanted but sold them all to join our Lingxiao Palace. Do you think it's strange?" the golden-crowned young man said with a smile.
"Really?" The old man surnamed Zhao's eyes suddenly shone, like two golden sword lights stabbing towards Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian felt uncomfortable all over, feeling as if he was walking on ice and snow. Under the old man's gaze, there was no room for hiding. The cultivation levels of the two sides were too different, and Lu Xiaotian couldn't resist at all, so he could only let it go.
"Go and register." After a while, the old man named Zhao withdrew his gaze and said expressionlessly.
"Senior Brother Zhao, do you think this guy is suspicious?" said the only short black old man at the table who had never spoken.
"Well, several demonic sects have been trying to make a move recently. The palace master has repeatedly issued orders, asking us to strictly guard against demonic spies from entering Lingxiao Palace. Anyone with suspicious origins should be careful." The old man surnamed Zhao nodded.
The young man named Hou Jin Guan glanced at the spiritual root test results over there and couldn't help but laugh, "Even if you send a spy here, you have to send a decent one. At least he has to have some strength. This kid has such a low spiritual root. He can cultivate in this life." It would be good to reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. There are at least tens of thousands of Qi Refining monks in Lingxiao Palace. Even if they are spies, what kind of trouble can they make."
When he saw that the values of Lu Xiaotian's spiritual roots on the jade plate did not exceed 18 points for each system, the old man surnamed Zhao couldn't help but feel embarrassed on his face. It seemed that he was indeed worrying too much.
"Well, the test is over. You can go and stay in the small courtyard in front. I will notify you when I leave after all the new disciples have been tested and registered."
After the handyman Qi Refining monk saw Lu Xiaotian's poor spiritual roots, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. With this kind of qualification, even if he got into Lingxiao Palace by luck, he wouldn't do anything in the future.
Lu Xiaotian touched his nose, followed the monk's instructions, and came down from the attic to the courtyard downstairs. There are already twenty-five or six monks in the courtyard. The oldest one is a fat old man dressed like a Yuanwailang, who is in the late stages of Qi refining.
Guo Yun, who had not dealt with him before, seemed to have met a few acquaintances and had a pleasant conversation with several other family monks in Wangyue City. Guo Yun left the attic without the oppressive feeling he felt in front of the foundation-building monks. Guo Yun once again showed his true colors and mocked Lu Xiaotian, "Oh, who dared to be so arrogant to me before? I am just a miscellaneous spiritual root, and none of the spiritual roots exceeds eighteen points. It is really sad."
"What, there isn't any miscellaneous spiritual root that exceeds eighteen points?" Several other monks from cultivating families burst into laughter upon hearing this.
A stern look flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but this was not a place for fierce fighting. The stern look flashed past. Lu Xiaotian didn't seem to hear what Guo Yun was saying, and he just found a corner to sit down.
Most of the people in the courtyard are monks from the Immortal Cultivation Clan in Wangyue City, and only a few are from casual cultivators. With the help of family resources, people like Guo Yun can more easily obtain the spiritual objects required in the Immortal Sect mission than ordinary casual cultivators. .
Except for these old people who gathered together in the past, other casual cultivators separated in twos and threes. The two sides are clearly divided.
The red-faced man from before also finished registration and came in. He snorted when he saw Guo Yun looking arrogant, but seeing that there were many people there, he didn't get too close to Lu Xiaotian this time.
When they met by chance, Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't expect the other person to be the same enemy as him. He glanced at the monks around him and then closed his eyes and meditated. He had recently been promoted to the sixth level of Qi Refining and had taken a lot of pills in the past two days. The inside is full of floating spiritual energy. This spiritual energy needs to be refined as soon as possible to consolidate the current cultivation level.
After running for a week, Lu Xiaotian's mind was moved again when he heard a flattering word. He couldn't help opening his eyes and saw a sturdy young man who was dressed like a farmer and looked quite rustic. He took out a fire to please. He handed the spiritual stone to the young monk who had been doing some odd jobs for them to test their spiritual roots, "This is a small talk, disrespectful. Can you ask me something?"
"Brother, I started my career earlier than you, and my cultivation level is higher than most of you. My surname is Wu, and I want to call you Senior Brother Wu. Is a low-grade spiritual stone sent to a beggar?" the monk named Wu, the handyman, reprimanded with a straight face.
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the monks in the family, among whom Guo Yun and a young man named Liu laughed the most.
The sturdy young man suddenly looked embarrassed, and his originally dark face suddenly swelled into the color of pig liver. This sturdy young man was called Peng Dayong. He was originally a farmer, and he accidentally embarked on the road to cultivating immortals. In the Wangyue Mountains After going through life and death several times, and almost consuming all the spiritual stones on his body, he finally managed to collect all these spiritual objects, leaving only a few low-grade spiritual stones on his body. He reluctantly took out a piece, but unexpectedly he was laughed at. This made him so embarrassed and angry that he did not dare to argue with the monk named Wu, so he stepped aside in frustration.
"This is Senior Brother Wu, I'm Guo Yun. I would like to ask Senior Brother Wu to accept it." Guo Yun took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and stuffed them into the hands of the sturdy young man.
"Easy to say, easy to say." The monk surnamed Wu's eyes lit up, thinking that people from the family are different. They know the rules and are generous with their actions. However, these spiritual stones can only answer a few questions at most. If he is really asked to do anything, he will definitely not do it.
"When I came to sign up just now, there were four foundation-building seniors sitting in the attic talking and laughing. If I dare to ask senior brother who these four seniors are and what their likes and dislikes are, we can avoid it. So as not to make the seniors unhappy and violate taboos." Guo Yunpei asked with a smile. He was scolded by the old man Zhao just now. Although he did not dare to argue, he was still frightened, so he was particularly concerned about this matter.
Hearing Guo Yun's question, everyone else pricked up their ears. What Guo Yun wanted to ask was exactly what others wanted to know.
The monk surnamed Wu also went through a lot of hardships to join Lingxiao Palace. Seeing the expressions of many disciples in the courtyard and wondering what they were thinking, even Lu Xiaotian pricked up his ears.
The monk surnamed Wu sneered. The one who produced the spirit stone was Guo Yun. How could he let others know about it so easily. So he leaned into Guo Yun's ear and whispered a few words.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for reminding me. I am very grateful." Guo Yun said with emotion on his face.
"No need, you got the spirit stone, so I should give you a few words. It's not like some disciples who are extremely stingy and want to take advantage of it. How can there be such a good thing in this world?" The monk surnamed Wu hummed. The sound put the spirit stone away.
