Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 156.
"This cave will be yours from now on!"

Yang Rongzi took a last look at the cave below him reluctantly, feeling a little pain in his flesh.

This cave was originally a piece of high-quality spiritual jade, and it was directly carved into its present appearance as a whole. Even he himself hasn't lived in it for a few days!

And the meaning of what he said was that An Le would be able to join Taixu Palace by default.

Mo Xin smiled and said: "Then...donate it to the ghost-masked man for me."

Hearing this, Yang Rongzi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is this gift too expensive?"

It's not that he is reluctant to part with this cave, after all, he is willing to bet and admit defeat, and his heart is pained, so he can't afford to lose.

But you must know that everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.

Such a spiritual jade cave, not to mention the golden core, even Yuanying and Huashen, would be moved by it, and it might cause disaster for no reason.

"Since you are a disciple of my Taixu Palace, what is this trivial matter?"

Mo Xin replied lightly.

But his complexion changed slightly soon, and he said solemnly: "My main body has encountered some small troubles, and I can't be distracted for the time being. Here... I will leave it to you."

Yang Rongzi's expression also became dignified, and it could only be the Huashen of the Great Thai Dynasty who made Mo Xin attach so much importance!
"When I bring the new disciple back to the sect, I will immediately rush to the battlefield."

******
It is noon today.

The weather was extremely clear, and in the clear blue sky, there were a few white clouds floating here and there, making it look empty and lonely, with a sense of vast beauty.

It's just a place close to the surface, but it's a bustling scene.

There was an endless stream of monks controlling the magic weapon, and the roaring sound made people's eardrums hurt.

In the various cities and towns of Yuntianyu, the streets are even bustling with traffic, and everyone jostles shoulder to shoulder.

They either talked loudly, or held food, or called friends, looking excited and curious.

Today is the day when Taixu Palace announces the results of the trial.

Even if this trial is forced to be suspended, from the first half of the trial, it is enough to select outstanding talents to join Taixu Palace.

Most of the people wanted to witness the end of this grand event with their own eyes, so they gathered in the town, which was even more lively than usual.

******
In a luxurious restaurant.

A storyteller explained eagerly: "At that time, I saw that ghost-faced man wearing black armor and riding a mighty black panther, going up alone against the millions of evil spirits. With only one person, the enemy fled in fright. They fought for three days and three nights, and even the sky was stained with blood. Only then did they kill all the evil things. This ghost-masked man and two confidantes, Some of the beautiful past, let me tell you in detail..."

"Really so brave?"

The other guests in the restaurant couldn't help talking.

"I think it's a bit exaggerated, right?

Someone analyzed calmly.

"But the ghost-faced man is indeed a genius who is one in a million. I see that on the list, his number of jade pieces has skyrocketed by dozens of pieces in one day, and he is well-deserved at the top of the list."

His companion also echoed: "It is said that even Mr. Wuhen respects him a lot!"

"hiss……"

Many guests gasped. Just this sentence is enough to show that the ghost-masked man is extraordinary.

There were also people who didn't care about these things at all, and said to the storyteller: "What about the beautiful past, you continue to talk about it, I want to hear it."

"Tell me about five spirit stones."

During this period of time, the name of the ghost-faced man has become so popular that even Yun Wuhen can hardly hold a candle to it.

About his deeds, word of mouth among monks and mortals, so that more than a dozen versions have been compiled, and there are many outrageous ones.

Apart from the sudden increase in the number of jade pieces on the list, Anle's fame comes from those monks who survived the Luohun ruins.

The experience in the relic space made them completely overwhelmed by An Le, and every time they mentioned it, it was a gesture of extreme admiration.

It would be fine if there was one or two, but An Le saved quite a few people this time, and all of them were famous people—those who were not strong enough would have died long ago in the fight against evil spirits.

So there is the present situation.

******
"So, the ghost-masked man is really going to join the Taixu Palace?"

"Sigh, I really didn't expect that there would be someone who could overwhelm Mr. Wuhen in Yuntianyu, but there must be more than one place, so you might as well guess who else can be selected."

"Do you still need to ask, there must be Mr. Wuhen!"

"By the way, the jade-faced scholar Lu Bin has not heard from him for a long time."

"Probably... in which corner did he die?"

While people were discussing with great interest, there was a man and a woman in a corner of the restaurant who were in a gloomy mood and the atmosphere was gloomy.

Zhang Lang took the lead and said, "Didn't you hear about Brother Lu?"

Jiang Yulan nodded sullenly.

Although the two had joined the Moving Mountain Sect, they did not follow the main force all the time, and still maintained their personal freedom.

And what they can't forget the most is Lu Bin, who had saved their lives before. If it weren't for the help of the other party several times, the two of them would have died in some crisis long ago.

It's just that Zhang Lang and Jiang Yulan have never heard of Lu Bin's deeds since a certain day a while ago, and even the number of jade pieces on the ranking list has remained unchanged.

"Could it be that Brother Lu has really..."

Zhang Lang frowned and spoke in disbelief.

Jiang Yulan opened her mouth to refute this conjecture, but in the end she could only sigh dully.

At this moment, there was a commotion among the guests next to him.

"Fellow Daoist Du, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

"Ah, ah, Brother Du, why are you interested in coming to our small shop today?"

The two turned their heads to look at the crowd. A young man in a brand new Taoist robe walked into the gate of the restaurant.

Jiang Yulan recognized this person, he was a craftsman called "Du Fenghua", who seemed to have some contact with Lu Bin.

He was still a little-known little person before, but a few days ago, when he was blessed to his heart, he suddenly realized that he not only broke through to Foundation Establishment in a fit of anger, but also greatly improved his skill in refining weapons, and was even recruited by a famous nearby refining tool sect. The famous Jindan elder was accepted as a disciple.

Overnight, the status and strength have undergone earth-shaking changes, which has made many casual cultivators envious. The attitudes of those monks who used to be cynical and sarcastic are naturally completely different.

But others only saw Du Fenghua's rise, but didn't see the dedication behind him.

Of course, Du Fenghua would never forget that it was that person's appreciation that allowed him to persevere, and finally accumulated a lot of money to achieve the current situation.

He will definitely remember this kindness in his heart.

Ignoring those flatterers, Du Fenghua went straight to Jiang Yulan and the two: "Are you talking about Lu Bin, Fellow Daoist Lu?"

Zhang Lang responded directly: "Exactly."

Jiang Yulan asked anxiously, "Do you know his whereabouts?"

Du Fenghua hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry about the safety of Fellow Daoist Lu. Now that things are up to now, it shouldn't hurt to tell you this secret."

"Lu Bin is one of the ghost-faced man's aliases!"

"what!?"

The two couldn't help but widen their eyes and exclaimed, with disbelief on their faces.

"How is this possible?"

Zhang Lang never dreamed that these two identities were connected. His first reaction was that the other party was teasing him, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was some possibility.

Jiang Yulan recalled how they flattered the Ghost-Mask Man in front of Lu Bin, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot.

******
It didn't take long.

In the vast and empty sky, a ripple suddenly appeared. It was not very obvious at first, but in an instant it seemed like a raging wave.

when--

Similar to the beginning of the trial, the deep bells echoed melodiously, with an ancient rhythm.

Indescribable changes have vaguely taken place in the world.

The noisy crowd quickly fell silent.

People felt that an invisible wave washed over the body, and the spiritual power in the body became faintly active.

This is a small favor from Taixu Palace. Regardless of success or failure, since you have come to participate in this trial, you can get a little benefit from it.

Yang Rongzi's old face slowly appeared, and every monk in Yuntianyu could see it.

No matter how many times you see this kind of scene, you will be terrified and feel a sense of silent oppression.

He said solemnly: "This Taixu trial is over, and the list of candidates will be announced below."

"Gu Qiutong."

"Yun Wuhen."

"Bai Xianyou..."

Yang Rongzi began to roll their names one by one, and everyone found that these were basically the top figures on the ranking list, but they were not recited in order.

The list is not long, there are only nine people in total.

To people's surprise, even Dry Ice, Hu Chunsheng, and Xiong Batian are among them, but...the ghost-faced man Anle's name has not been heard for a long time.

The crowd became a little commotion, and many people showed strange expressions.

'Could it be that the ghost-faced man who was rumored before was not selected? '

'Wouldn't it be Taixu Palace deliberately suppressing it?Or is he just a show in name only? '

Some monks expressed sympathy: "This is too tragic..."

Some people even began to gloat: "Hehe, even the Taixu Palace doesn't recognize it, and the ghost-masked man is nothing more than that!"

They knew that they had no chance of being selected, but they were jealous and naturally hostile to those monks who occupied the places.

In the team of Moving Mountain Sect, Gan Bing first showed a look of ecstasy when he heard his name, but soon frowned: "How could it be..."

Gu Qiutong, Bai Xianyou and others also had similar reactions.

Xiong Batian looked very angry, and was about to shout a few words to the sky, but was stopped by Hu Chunsheng, his expression was still very calm: "Relax, don't worry."

Then, Yang Rongzi continued.

"The above nine people are the preparatory disciples of Taixu Palace."

'Preparing disciples?Is it different from a formal disciple? '

Many people immediately noticed this carefully, but in the face of this coercion, no one dared to ask questions.

"If these nine people can pass the next assessment, they can become official disciples of my Taixu Palace."

Yang Rongzi seemed to have expected their reaction, and explained unhurriedly.

"There is one more person, the only official disciple in this trial—Ghost-faced Man, An Le!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten people whose names were named had a little spiritual light radiating from the surface of their bodies, and then their bodies became light and fluffy, and they floated straight up and rose into the midair.

An Le is naturally among them.

Hearing these words, Dry Bing and the others finally felt relieved, and at the same time congratulated him with their eyes.

There was an uproar among the monks below him.

"The ghost-masked man directly became an official disciple? Even Mr. Wuhen didn't get such treatment..."

"As expected of a ghost-faced man..."

People also understood now that the ghost-masked man was not only selected, but also the most special one among the ten people. He was an official disciple of Taixu Palace without examination. This shows that Taixu Palace recognized him.

The faces of those who were ridiculed before were ashen, and they silently closed their mouths.

Some people said with emotion: "Who would have thought that a casual cultivator who was previously unknown could reach this level? He is really a role model for my generation!"

******
In the process of ascending into the air, An Le noticed that the fragments of the Jade Cauldron he had collected were trembling faintly, and then they flew out of the direct storage bag.

He obtained the largest number of jade pieces, and he can already see the general appearance of a jade tripod.

Not only An Le, but also the fragments carried by the other people all flew out and combined with it.

Those jade pieces that have not been collected by others also received the call of Mingming, and turned into streamers of light.

The eyes of the monks on the ground were full of shock. This kind of scene is really rare.

In a burst of dazzling spiritual light, many pieces of jade merged together, forming a jade tripod half as tall as a person in people's eyes.

The mouth of the Jade Ding Ding is round, with three legs in total. The feet bloom like complicated lotus platforms, and the surface is decorated with gorgeous cloud patterns and some patterns that An Le has never seen before.

The jade is extremely smooth, like a young girl's skin, with a fresh texture, looking at the center of the jade cauldron, it seems to contain some kind of invisible liquid, which cannot be seen with the naked eye, but only the spiritual sense can detect it.

Each of these pieces of jade can turn decay into magic, making god statues and ancient trees glow with mysterious power that has never been seen before. It is conceivable that this jade tripod itself is an extremely impressive magic weapon.

——The ones used for Qi training and foundation building are called magical weapons, and those with higher ranks are magic weapons.

Just standing next to this jade cauldron, people felt that their spiritual power had been activated, as if something was about to grow out of their bodies, as if their thinking speeded up a little.

"This is the Ancient Void Jade Cauldron, and it is also a fortune I bestow on you!"

I saw Yang Rongzi stretched out his hand, and injected the vast spiritual power of the god into the ancient jade tripod.

In an instant, the liquid gushed out of the cauldron as if boiling, wrapped the bodies of ten people, and sucked them into it.

The amount of spiritual liquid around different people also varies, and it is distributed according to the number of jade pieces obtained previously.

An Le came out on top, almost swallowing nearly [-]% of the spiritual liquid, while the remaining nine people shared the remaining [-]%.

He did not resist, relaxed his mind, and let his body be pulled into the depths of the Jade Cauldron.

It seems to be in the amniotic fluid, extremely reassuring and peaceful.

Gradually, An Le didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, but just enjoyed this rare tranquility.

The psychic liquid silently soaked his whole body, quietly transforming his physical body, meridians, and spiritual power...

(End of this chapter)