Songlan City.
The city is really lively, and passers-by are all talking about the same thing: Dou Kuang Sect is recruiting disciples here.
In the small restaurant, Jing Yingrong sat near the window on the second floor, looking down at the flow of people outside.
Ji Sha Jian: "Do you understand this Dou Kuang Sect?"
Jing Yingrong: "He is the opponent of Danhua Sect. He used to be."
"This city was under the jurisdiction of Danhua Sect at that time."
Ji Sha Jian: "It seems that the destruction of Danhua Sect did not have any impact on this place."
Mirror Yingrong: "It's more prosperous than before."
"Sir, your order is here!"
The waiter served the dishes enthusiastically, even more enthusiastically than he was with other guests.
Ji Sha Jian: "Why are you eating these ordinary foods?"
Mirror Yingrong: "Try it."
She picked up a chopstick of food, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.
Ji Sha Sword: "How is it?"
Jing Yingrong: "I don't feel it."
The food was annihilated the moment it was swallowed, and a negligible amount of spiritual energy was absorbed into the body.
Waiter: "Does the food suit your taste?"
Jing Yingrong: "Too little spiritual energy."
The waiter looked embarrassed and said with a sneer: "Our store is too small and we can't afford those Linggu Immortals drinking the flesh and blood of monsters and beasts. Please forgive me, sir."
Jing Yingrong nodded.
She turned to look out the window again. The waiter scratched his head, said "Please use it with ease" and then left.
No one noticed when the customer sitting by the window left. When the waiter came up again, he only saw the almost unused dishes on the table and a crystal clear spiritual stone.
"The best spiritual stone?!"
The waiter almost screamed out, holding back a strange sound of "beep" in his throat. He immediately reacted and covered his mouth. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He quickly stepped forward to clear the table and left the ghost without leaving a trace. Put the stone into your sleeve.
The place where Dou Kuang Sect recruits disciples is in the west square, which is crowded with people.
There were several people standing on the stage in the middle of the field wearing standard clothes, with a large word "fight" embroidered on the hem of their clothes.
Many boys and girls lined up in a long line to go on stage to be tested.
One of the Dou Kuang Sect members put his hand on a young man's head. After a moment, he withdrew his hand and said, "You're okay, let's go over there."
The young man was overjoyed and ran into a small building next to the square while thanking him. A circle of open space was cleared around the small building, and four Dou Kuang Sect monks were stationed at the gate.
At the same time, several other members of the Dou Kuang Sect all rated the young men in front of them as "unqualified", and the young men had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
The mirror reflection stands in the sky, overlooking the scene below.
No one noticed her at first. After a while, someone looked up accidentally and finally found a figure standing in the air above.
The crowd started to commotion, and the movement became louder and louder until it attracted the attention of the Dou Kuang Sect members.
A man picked up the magic weapon and flew up, shouting: "Today the monks in the city are not allowed to fly freely, please come down quickly!"
Jing Yingrong raised her eyelids slightly and said, "Why?"
The man said: "Of course it's for the sake of order in the city!"
Jing Yingrong looked at the crowd below and didn't answer.
The man's eyes widened and he was about to speak again, when a flash of light flashed across and an old man appeared.
The man immediately lowered his head and said respectfully: "Uncle Master Li."
The old man surnamed Li said solemnly: "Don't be rude to your seniors."
The man was stunned immediately. Seeing this, the old man surnamed Li waved his sleeves and said, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you retreat?"
The man fell to the ground in a hurry.
The old man surnamed Li straightened his clothes, raised his hands to his reflection in the mirror, and said: "I am Li Wancai, the Supreme Elder of the Dou Kuang Sect. My disciples have little knowledge. Please forgive me for any offense I have done to my seniors."
Jing Yingrong: "No offense."
Li Wancai: "I wonder what the senior did when he came here?"
Jing Yingrong: "Look."
Li Wancai made an invitation gesture, "Senior, why don't you come and sit upstairs."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Li Wancai breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and flew towards the small building. He landed at the door of the small building and looked back, only to see Jing Yingrong walking down step by step, as if he were stepping on invisible steps.
His pupils trembled.
When the monks stationed at the entrance of the small building saw Li Wancai, they bowed their heads and called their uncle.
Li Wancai led Jing Yingrong to the top floor of the small building.
The windows on the top floor are wide open and have a wide view, offering a panoramic view of the square. It is also clean and deserted, with tables, chairs and soft couches all available, and fruits, cakes and drinks have been prepared.
After Jing Yingrong sat down, Li Wancai asked: "Senior, do you need someone to serve you?"
Jing Yingrong: "No need."
Li Wancai said: "Then I won't disturb my senior's pleasure. If senior needs me, he can call me at any time."
Jing Yingrong: "Okay."
Li Wancai bowed and retreated.
After closing the door, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, then went out to find the former disciple, and scolded him: "Do you know that you almost caused a big disaster just now!"
The disciple looked confused: "Uncle Li, who is that woman..."
"What woman is called senior!" Li Wancai glanced at the top of the small building in panic and interrupted.
The disciple quickly changed his words: "Yes, do you know that senior?"
Li Wancai shook his head: "I don't know him."
He lowered his voice and said, "It's an old monster that appears from nowhere."
Seeing his disciple's expression of confusion, Li Wancai patiently gave him some advice: "You can fly across the void without using the power of a magic weapon, and your spiritual power is not exposed all over your body. Do you know what kind of cultivation this is?"
The disciple was stunned.
Li Wancai continued: "I have been sitting here for the past few days, but I have never noticed the arrival of a powerful monk. This person appeared for no reason. He is either very good at hiding Taoism, or he broke through the space and teleported here."
The disciple opened his mouth wide. After a long time, he suddenly said: "No wonder her expression and tone are not like ordinary people."
Li Wancai glared at him and said: "Most of those senior masters are different from ordinary people. If you meet someone you can't see clearly in the future, use your brain more and don't bring trouble to the sect!"
"yes!"
"Fortunately, this senior didn't argue with you. If it were someone with a cruel temper... Humph!"
When the disciple heard this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Li Wancai ordered: "Go and inform the others, cheer me up, and don't open your eyes and rush into the seniors."
"Yes! I'll go right away!"
upstairs.
Ji Sha Jian: "That junior is so rude, aren't you angry?"
Jing Yingrong: "Don't be angry."
"I don't remember you being so good-tempered."
"He meant no harm."
Ji Sha Jian was silent for a moment and said, "I have forgotten your true nature."
"Um."
Ji Sha Jian changed his subject: "This sect actually selects its disciples based on their bones."
Mirror Yingrong: "Most sects in the world are like this."
"What?!"
Jing Yingrong's eyes were lowered, as if looking down, but there was no focus in them.
"The Taochu concept is in the minority."
