"Well, Sect Leader Yan, Xuanxin Zhengzong should still accept people, right?"
"Sect Master Yan, how about treating the gift I just gave you as a apprenticeship ceremony? Those pair of jade lions are not ordinary."
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple..."
Those who are slow to respond are still weighing the pros and cons, while those who are quick to respond have already begun to take action.
If you can become a disciple of Xuanxin Zhengzong, it will be equivalent to becoming an immortal disciple like Yan Chixia.
Climbing Penglai Island is no less difficult than climbing to the sky, and joining Xuanxin Zhengzong is obviously much easier.
Some people are looking for Yan Chixia, some are looking for the four elders, and even the eighteen mountain coolies, some are tentatively trying to become their disciples.
Regardless of his status, people are inherently self-aware, and the best way to get in first is to stand in a trap.
For example, several heads of the Four Seas Sect, such as Tie Ying Sect, were obviously filled with regret. If I had known that the Lord of Penglai would personally come to stand up for Xuanxin Zong, let alone worshiping the eldest brother in the dock, it would be better to just change the flag.
What a great opportunity, missed every time.
Yan Chixia and the four elders did not respond, and the eighteen pioneer coolies also remained silent.
Outsiders only want to join Xuanxin Zhengzong, but they who are already in Xuanxin Zhengzong in name can detect more things.
The Lord of Penglai just mentioned Yan Chixia and Xuanxin Zhengzong, but did not mention anyone else. In other words, except for Yan Chixia, no one else has yet been recognized.
When the guests saw that Yan Chixia and others remained silent and waited respectfully, they suddenly remembered that the real person in charge was still in heaven. If that person doesn't speak, how can Xuanxin Zhengzong dare to accept people casually.
"The Immortal Gate has just opened, and it is time to open its branches and welcome new ones. Everyone who comes today has a destiny." Su Qing spoke.
"Everyone who comes is a guest, and meeting each other is fate. Everyone comes to congratulate Maoshan. I would like to thank you with a bowl of white porridge."
boom!
Everyone who had eaten the porridge heard a muffled sound.
It's not the sky or the mountains, but it comes from within your own body.
I once got a rough rough stone, but I didn't know what was inside it when it was wrapped in rough leather. Now the outer layer of camouflage is peeled off, finally revealing the flawless jade.
"My skill has increased?! My internal strength has almost doubled, reaching the innate realm."
The thin man from Baishengtang exclaimed.
"I, I...have already reached the innate realm..."
The fat man was even more excited.
"What?" The thin man was shocked, "I was just a hair away from the innate realm, but why are you not?"
"Hehehehe..." The fat man just giggled.
The two of them were just representatives, and many people in the world screamed in surprise.
In theory, there are no shortcuts in martial arts, and there is only as much talent and hard work as one can achieve. A bowl of porridge can increase or even double the internal energy, which is something that many people dare not even think about.
But some people are not very satisfied.
Maybe I would have been happy in the past, but we have to look at the current situation. Having just witnessed such magical miracles, how could he be tempted by such a small benefit? Besides, some magical elixirs and fruits also have similar effects. If the immortal method is like this, it will be too cheap.
"Breakthrough, I have achieved a breakthrough! In the Xiantian realm, I am also in the Xiantian realm!"
"Hahahaha, the innate realm is nothing, I am in the Yuanshen realm now..."
Suddenly someone screamed out again.
Some people simply increase their skills, but others directly break through the realm barriers. Among them, the one who benefited the most was Guan Zheng’s junior brother Zhang Meng.
"The soul changes!!"
Zhang Meng's eyes were filled with disbelief. "I, my soul has changed?!!!"
He is much younger than Guan Zheng, and he was still a child when Guan Zheng debuted. He has always aimed at being a senior and studied martial arts with all his heart. It has been stuck on the threshold of the first level of soul for several years, with no sign of breakthrough.
But now he has also made a breakthrough, and the reason turned out to be a bowl of porridge.
At this moment Zhang Meng could understand Han Silang.
If you give me something casually, no matter how slow your brain is, you will still have to go up and lick it.
It’s not that Han Silang and the others have no moral bottom line, but they see farther and more clearly than he does.
Looking at the carnival crowd, the four elders of Xuanxin Zhengzong were all a little sad.
Back then, they went to Penglai Island and walked on the road to immortality. After going through thousands of levels of training, he broke through to the soul. Guan Zheng Yuanshen turned around and walked two thousand steps. But these people can get over it with just a bowl of porridge.
But it was just a sigh of relief, and I didn’t feel it was unfair. If they had to choose again, they would still choose to take the path to immortality.
Because there is only one bowl of white porridge, the most is to break through the current realm. But the road to immortality is longer. You can become an immortal directly by reaching the top.
Failure to seize the opportunity when it comes is a matter of ability. If you choose the wrong path, it’s a brain problem.
But not everyone is as calm as the four elders. Some people are upset and can't help but start talking.
"Something's wrong, it's the same bowl of porridge, why is it different? They have all achieved breakthroughs, but my skill has barely increased."
"Are you the same? Me too. All three of our brothers drank porridge, the second brother increased his skill, and the eldest brother made a breakthrough. I obviously have the best talent, but there is no change at all."
"Yes, and I..."
Zhang Meng's female apprentice couldn't help but ask.
"Immortal Lord, my master drank porridge and broke through the realm of Yuanshen. Why didn't my skill increase after I also drank porridge? Master said that my talent is better than him. Even if it doesn't increase that much, I can break through the realm of Yuanshen. You can always...you, you can't be unfair..."
Su Qing ignored these comments, but Yan Chixia couldn't stand it. Listening to those people talking about it, he already knew about Shangjun selling porridge.
"presumptuous!"
Yan Chixia was furious and snorted heavily. The apricot green scales made a piercing buzz, and Zhang Meng's female disciple felt a chill and closed her mouth instantly. The noisy crowd was also quiet.
"A bunch of idiots have the guts to talk nonsense when they try to find destiny on their own!" Yan Chixia yelled angrily, "The price of porridge depends on the number of fates. Your Majesty has given you the opportunity to choose, but you didn't cherish it!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
If you think about it carefully, those who have increased their skills have been given porridge money. Realm breakers paid even higher prices. Those who got nothing were either given only one or two cents, or not given at all.
The woman's face turned pale and she felt extremely regretful.
"Hey, I have never had a King's meal in my life, but this time... I really should listen to my junior brother..." The woman suddenly froze for a moment and looked at the young swordsman. "Junior brother, have your realm improved?"
Zhang Meng also reacted and looked at his young apprentice in surprise. "Yes, you even gave me a knife, wouldn't it..."
"No." The young swordsman shook his head. "Same as Senior Sister, nothing has changed."
"There's something wrong." Prince Qing glanced at Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia was from the Qing Kingdom. As the current prince of the Qing Kingdom, she felt somewhat psychologically superior.
"I gave you three thousand taels for porridge before, and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince of Chu also gave us three thousand taels, but we just increased our internal strength and didn't get much benefit. It's not disrespectful to the immortal king, but it should be due to another fate. .”
The fourth prince of Chu nodded. "Many people paid a high price, but..."
"This statement is absurd." The old minister of Liang Kingdom thought about something and let out a long sigh.
"The value varies from person to person and cannot be generalized. A beggar's pennies are worth a penny, and a rich businessman's daughter is only a drop. With the status of the two highnesses, three thousand taels is nothing. And in terms of my family property, one thousand taels is not much. .”
The two princes were silent.
Commander Meng was also silent, but his thoughts were different. He is not a rich man, and what he gave was his wealth. but now……
Zhang Meng also thought of someone and turned to look at Han Silang in the distance.
Not only did this person give him his sword before, but he even took out the token of Yum Sheng Tang. When it comes to the price of porridge, I'm afraid no one is higher than him.
Han Silang noticed Zhang Meng's gaze and just smiled and ignored it.
There was no change in his body, but there was no disappointment or suspicion.
There is only expectation.
He believed in the old hall master, the old hall master believed in King Hui, and King Hui believed in the immortal.
A virtuous cycle, just wait.
Sure enough, when everyone was wondering and guessing, the Lord of Penglai gave the answer.
I saw the fairy light shining in front of the main hall, and the futon on the offering table appeared in the light.
There are sacrificial incense burners and candlesticks placed on the offering table, and seventy-two jade tablets are arranged neatly.
There are also seventy-two futons, and the pieces are scattered in the center of the incense table. It is divided into three rows, like half a fan of flowers blooming.
"The yin and yang of heaven and earth and the five elements make up the number, and there are seventy-two disciples of the Xuanxin sect."
On the square in front of the palace, people were already looking through the autumn water. After hearing Su Qing's words, they still didn't understand what they meant.
Staring at those futons, his eyes were all red.
…
When the founder first established the mountain gate, there were only a few stars under his seat. Then he combined the yin and yang of heaven and earth and the five elements to form a number, and he accepted seventy-two disciples and established the foundation of the sect. Only when the branches and leaves are spread out can there be prosperity in the future.
"Jiuzong Taoist Collection·Xuanxin Authentic Sect"
