Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 881 The Old Taoist

When I came here, Fang Ting was still nowhere to be seen.

The avatar looked as usual, followed behind the crowd, and walked towards the peak step by step.

Not long after, they walked out of the jungle and came to a grand palace.

The middle-aged monk took a step forward, and said in a clear voice: "Report to Master, the disciples are ordered to hold the apprentice acceptance ceremony to select new disciples. Now that they have been selected, bring them up to the mountain, and ask Master to have a look."

"come in……"

The door of the main hall opened by itself, but a familiar voice came from inside.

"Uncle Chen?"

The middle-aged monk walked quickly into the hall, and found two people standing inside, it was Uncle Chen and the girl Fang Ting who was brought in by him, he couldn't help being surprised: "Master, he..."

The monk surnamed Chen said indifferently: "Brother Pavilion Master happened to be on a whim, and he had some understanding of the exercises, so he went to retreat. The rest of the matter will be arranged by the old man. Do you have any opinions?"

"Disciple dare not!"

The expression of the middle-aged monk changed slightly, and he hurried forward to present a jade slip, "Uncle Chen, the jade slip contains information about these new disciples."

The monk surnamed Chen gave an 'hmm', took the jade slip, and looked at everyone.

Being stared at by Jin Dan, everyone's expressions were very unnatural, and they were secretly worried.

When they came in, Fang Ting saw the avatar and greeted him happily.

The incarnation secretly said bitterly, watching the nose and nose and heart.

I didn't expect that it was this person who finally decided their fate, and I only hoped that he would act impartially.

"Lan Dou Sect has just selected a group of disciples. It's great to have so many disciples this time. You guys have done your due diligence," the monk surnamed Chen nodded to the four of them and praised them.

The four looked happy.

Then, the cultivator surnamed Chen turned his gaze and raised his finger to the young man with three spiritual roots, "You! Come out!"

The boy was startled, his face was pale, his calves were spinning, and his body was shaking.

"Is this old man so scary?"

The monk surnamed Chen saw that he was not used to it, and frowned, "No wonder he was judged as inferior in character, just according to your words, sent to Zhuding Hall to hone for three years, to see the effect!"

After all, the monk surnamed Chen threw a red token to the boy and told him to stay aside.

Then, the monk surnamed Chen named several people one after another, some would ask a few words, and some would throw a token directly without asking.

The questions are also unconstrained, sometimes asking about the origin or experience, sometimes asking about the perception of practice, which makes people unprepared.

The tokens are of different colors, representing each hall in Yanmiao Pavilion.

These new disciples were pointed over one by one by the monk surnamed Chen, and the heart of the avatar became more and more heavy.

In the end, there were only two people left, him and the oldest old man.

"This old guy won't really want to target himself?"

The avatar murmured secretly, if the hidden plan failed because of this little accident, it would be dumbfounding.

"Your name is Zhao Songqiao? Come here."

The monk surnamed Chen pointed out the old man, only the incarnation remained.

Fang Ting felt something was wrong, she kept silent and dared not say a word.Others are not stupid, they have already seen some clues, and began to watch the show deliberately.

"Based on your cultivation, it is not easy to temper this level of xinxing, but it is not completely hopeless to build a foundation."

The monk surnamed Chen was very kind to Zhao Songqiao, "Let's go to the Snow Shadow Hall first. The hall master is a disciple of this old man. He will teach you to change to one of the original martial arts. Try to see if there is a chance."

"Disciple obey!"

Zhao Songqiao took the snow-white token with excitement on his face.

Finally, it was the turn of the incarnation. The monk surnamed Chen pointed at him, and was about to speak when the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked up to look outside the hall.

The others didn't know why, but when they looked out, they only saw the vast water waves.

"Why is this old guy here?"

The monk surnamed Chen frowned, showing surprise, whispered a word, snorted secretly, then waved his sleeve robe, and shot out a blue light arrow.

The arrow of light shot out of the mountain peak, flew a certain distance and then exploded. Ripples appeared out of nowhere in the void, and then two figures slowly emerged.

The two were wearing black and white Taoist robes with yin and yang patterns painted on them.

One of them is a thin old man, holding a whisk in his hand, with an immortal demeanor and an extraordinary temperament.The other person is short in stature, living behind the old man, like a Taoist boy.

After the two appeared, their figures paused slightly, and immediately flew towards the main hall.

"Brother Chen Xian, the old Taoist came to disturb you rashly, I hope you don't blame my brother."

The old Taoist gave a slap in the face, looked around, and asked in surprise, "Why don't you see Fellow Daoist Qi?"

"If Fellow Daoist Huayang is looking for the senior brother of the pavilion master, you may be disappointed. The senior brother of the pavilion master has other matters and is not in the pavilion." The monk surnamed Chen returned the salute with his hands hidden and cold, "What is the important thing, fellow Taoist, wait for the senior brother When I come back, I will report it on my behalf."

"I heard that the Guige is holding an apprenticeship ceremony today. These are the new disciples, right? What else is more important than the sect's succession? Could it be that Fellow Daoist Qi has sensed the opportunity to make a breakthrough and is ready to conceive a baby?"

The old Taoist didn't seem to be able to hear the meaning of chasing guests in the tone of the monk surnamed Chen. He strode over and glanced at the new disciples one by one, with a strange look in his eyes.

Everyone felt uncomfortable being stared at, but no one dared to say anything seeing that even Yanmiaoge Jindan treated this person with courtesy.

Hua was secretly surprised.

Although he had never seen this old Taoist priest before, he easily recognized his origin when he saw this strange Taoist robe.This person is actually a monk of Lan Dou Sect, and he is one of the true teachings of cultivation, the line of "Yin Yang Tian Dou Secret Art".

As expected, Yanmiao Pavilion and Landou Gate are closely related.

Just when he started, he saw a true disciple of Lan Dou Sect.

It's just that I don't know why the monk surnamed Chen is so indifferent to the old Taoist priest. The avatar just came in, so I can't guess what's going on.

As everyone knows, at this time Qin Sang is really standing on a hill by the lake, looking at Yanmiao Pavilion shrouded in mist, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

He hid in the dark, and after making sure that the avatar was safe, he left for the time being and wandered around Langdou Mountain for a while to see if he could make friends with the avatar and cooperate with the avatar internally and externally.

Just now, he suddenly felt a wave of fluctuation, and saw the light flying from a distance, submerged in the mist all of a sudden.

Qin Sang couldn't see the true face of the old Taoist priest, but this kind of black and white eclipse was the only one in Landou Island, so he suspected that it might be the true disciple of Landou Sect.

The direction from which the light is flying is exactly where the Langdou Gate is located.

"What are the disciples of Lan Dou Sect doing here at this time? Wait and see, maybe we can find a way to get in touch with him..."

Qin Sang murmured, thought for a while, then went back to hide.

……

Yanmiao Pavilion main hall.

When the monk surnamed Chen heard the old Taoist's words, he suppressed his displeasure, and said lightly: "Fellow Huayang Daoists, don't make fun of the elder brother of the pavilion master. The cultivation of the elder brother of the pavilion master has not yet reached the extreme level, and there is still a long way to go before the birth of a baby." .Besides, conceiving a baby is hard to reach the sky. How effective is it to realize once or twice? Nascent Soul Dao Fruit, how can it be said to be successful!"

(End of this chapter)