Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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The territory of the Dayong Dynasty spanned tens of thousands of miles, and the capital of the country, Zhongzhou City, was the largest city.

The outer city, inner city, and imperial city span nearly a hundred kilometers, and the population is as high as millions.

In the vast city, teahouses and restaurants are as numerous as the stars in the sky.

Nowadays, the teahouses and restaurants throughout Zhongzhou City are filled with practitioners who mention the Hip Sword.

Three years later, the news that Chongshan Master Xu Junming had accepted a disciple had spread throughout the Dayong Dynasty, and even ordinary traffickers and lackeys knew about it.

"It would be great if I could be accepted into the disciples of Master Chongshan. If nothing else, at least everyone would have a spiritual weapon." A thick and powerful man with a beard said.

"Cao Laosan, look at your potential. Zhenren Chongshan is the only saint craftsman in the spiritual world who can refine spiritual treasures. If you can be accepted by him as a disciple, let alone spiritual weapons, magic weapons are trivial. I can't say, if it is If you serve well in the future, you will be given a few spiritual treasures!"

Next to him was a thin man with two knives stuck in his back, holding a half-eaten chicken leg in his hand, and said with a fat smile.

"A group of vulgar people are worthy of joining the disciples of Zhenren Chongshan?!"

The merciless ridicule made several people furious.

"Who the hell dares to ridicule Grandpa me...!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and the rough man flew into the air, spinning twice in the air before falling down with a "bang".

The dust was flying, and the tables, chairs and benches were knocked upside down, and the food on them fell down, pouring water all over the strong man's head and face.

"Get out, or I'll kill you!"

Several companions picked up the burly man, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was in a state of embarrassment. After looking hatefully at the young master in plain white not far away, he hurriedly ran out.

They have traveled around the world for many years and know best who not to mess with.

This young master can wave his palms in the air and use his strength at a hundred steps, which is at least innate.

In comparison, they have only learned some simple boxing and kicking skills, which can be used to deal with ordinary people. Compared with others, they are not even qualified to lift shoes.

For the sake of your own life, it is of course the best thing to do.

"Brother, they are just ignorant and reckless people. Why should you be as knowledgeable as them? What kind of person is Master Chongshan? How could he accept them as a disciple?!"

Opposite the young man in white, a pretty girl in pink spoke.

The young man in white nodded, with a hint of anxiety in his eyebrows.

He is a descendant of an ordinary monk family in Xia Chongyuan Mansion, Beishan Province.

He has superior aptitude, but he looks down on the martial arts in his family that can only reach the realm of golden elixir. He is determined to join a big sect for long-term development.

But after learning about the news that Chongshan Master Xu Junming had accepted a disciple, he changed his mind and wanted to become his disciple.

Compared with the fierce competition within the sect, Chongshan Zhenren, who is powerful and can refine weapons, is undoubtedly a better choice.

Originally, he was quite confident in himself, but as soon as he came here, he met too many monks who had the same purpose as him. Many of them were younger than him, but had higher cultivation than him.

This is what he can see. There are still many people who cannot see him with his cultivation and connections.

The competition was fierce, far beyond his imagination.

The confidence he once had was leaving him little by little.

"Brother Yan, this Zhongzhou City is so lively!"

Two police officers in public uniforms were walking on the street. The younger one was attracted by the bustling scene and looked left and right, dizzying.

The tall man next to him, with a big sword on his back, a leopard head with eyes, a long beard, and a bun on top of his head, nodded slightly.

"Go to the Yamen first and pay your errand, and then it's not too late to come and experience the prosperity of Zhongzhou City."

The young officer nodded.

"Brother Yan, I have been hearing from others all this time that the 'Master Chongshan' will set up an array in Zhongzhou City to recruit disciples? Do you know about this?"

"I know! I just don't know who this Master Chongshan is, who can actually make millions of people yearn for this great Zhongzhou, the most beautiful place at the feet of the Emperor?"

"He must be a great monk with a high level of cultivation, maybe a Nascent Soul!"

The tall monk glanced at his companion and smiled.

Zhongzhou Wuhua Tianbao is the essence of the Dayong Dynasty. Although the Yuanying monks are powerful, they are nothing here.

In his opinion, this Master Chongshan must be a legendary Yuanshen monk.

"If you have the chance, you should give it a try!"

The tall monk thought to himself.

He was proud of his talent and entered Taoism through martial arts, and achieved innate perfection in just ten years. Unfortunately, as a casual cultivator, he has no way forward.

He originally wanted to join the Xuanjing Division, but the atmosphere of flattery and partisanship in the Xuanjing Division really disgusted him, so he gave up later.

The several sects I came into contact with were also aloof and condescending.

Therefore, after sending off this errand, he planned to leave the Yamen and travel across mountains and rivers in search of opportunities.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived in Zhongzhou, he would meet a top monk and take over as a disciple.

To be able to openly recruit disciples in the land of Zhongzhou, he must not be a demon. He is willing to give it a try.

Thousands of feet in the air above Zhongzhou City, a woman in red stood in the sky.

He looked at the outside of Zhongzhou City, stunned.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, but he did not turn around.

Along with a ray of sword light, a handsome-looking man wearing a white cloak and a jade crown appeared next to her.

"Why are you here?" the woman said calmly.

"I have just received the news from the Xuanjing Department of the seven southern provinces. The Black Heart Demon Sect, which has brought disaster to the south for hundreds of years, has been uprooted. The nine heavenly kings and the twelve ghosts have all disappeared. The old demon of Black Mountain and the Black Mountain Dharma Realm have been destroyed. !”

Although it had been some time since the man received the news, he still couldn't hide the shock in his tone.

The woman trembled and took a deep breath.

After a moment, his tone trembled.

"He did it!"

"One person has destroyed a sect that was suppressed by Yuanshen monks and dozens of Yuanying monks. In the hundreds of years since the founding of Dayong, no one has ever done it."

The man turned his head and looked at her soft and pretty face.

"It is indeed extraordinary for a man to be attracted by Jade Rakshasa."

The corners of Xiao Hongge's mouth raised slightly, but they quickly calmed down.

"Any news about him?"

The man shook his head.

"A war broke out above Tiannan Province, but it was short-lived. When Chen Liufei went to check, the people had already left."

Chen Liu is the commander of the Tiannan Province of the Xuanjing Division.

"It's been a month now, right?"

The man nodded, "Although Xu Junming is powerful and has many spiritual treasures, it is not easy to destroy the Black Heart Demon Cult, especially to kill the old demon of Black Mountain. I think he should be healing in the cave of Dihuang Mountain now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sword light flying from the north of Zhongzhou City, and then a huge archway with a height of a hundred feet and made of bluestone suddenly fell from the sky.

In an instant, there are thousands of auras, thousands of auspicious colors, and the powerful aura covers thousands of miles!

The huge movement instantly shocked the entire Zhongzhou City.

Before anyone could react, a mighty and majestic voice, like the voice of the gods, rang in everyone’s ears!

"I am Xu Junming, the real person of Chongshan. Today I have set up a formation outside Zhongzhou City to recruit disciples. Anyone who can enter this sect, regardless of the immortals, should be my disciple and pass on my Taoism!"

"Shimen has been here for three years. If you want to try it, come quickly!"

As the voice fell, countless cultivators who came for this purpose rushed towards the place where the stone gate fell, the top of a short mountain in the north of Zhongzhou City.

Among them are the Nascent Soul and Golden Pill who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, as well as the Xiantian and Ji Zhu who can lift the sword and cross the sword, and even some ordinary people who envy the immortal family's methods but have no way to practice.

Xiao Hongge and the man in white looked at each other, and they activated the escape light and flew straight towards the stone gate.

A land of hundreds of miles can be reached in an instant for them.

When he saw the white-haired man sitting cross-legged above the stone door, meditating with his eyes closed, Xiao Hongge showed a trace of disappointment on his face.

The person who came was not Xu Junming, but Guan Hongxue, the puppet he trained.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you are fine!"

Xu Junming's puppetry skills are unparalleled. The puppet he controls looks like an ordinary monk except that it has no heartbeat and breathing and is just a dead object.

"Xu Junming!"

Xiao Hongge took a deep breath, "Where is your true body?"

"Dihuang Mountain Cave Heaven."

"Why don't you come?"

"It's not a big deal if I want to recruit a disciple on the spur of the moment. I don't need to take action personally."

After finishing speaking, Xu Junming turned to look at the man in white.

"You must be Ye Guyun, the Qingtian Sword Master of the Xuanjing Division, right?"

"It's Ye!"

Ye Guyun cupped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Daoist Fellow Xu, for your righteous action in slaying the Black Heart Demon Sect and eliminating a great harm to me, Dayong."

"If you really want to thank Xu, let me study in your Xuanjing Division Library for a few more years."

"If fellow Taoists are willing, the Xuanjing Si Tibetan Scripture Pavilion will be open to fellow Taoists at any time."

"That's good."

Ye Guyun glanced at the giant bluestone door under Xu Junming's seat.

The three golden seal characters of ‘Di Shenmen’ came into view.

"I didn't expect the real person to use spiritual treasures to recruit disciples?"

Smile lightly.

"If Fellow Daoist Ye has spiritual materials, he can come to Xu to help him practice."

Ye Guyun's eyes lit up.

"Although Ye is not as wealthy as Taoist brother, he has accumulated some experience through years of practice. I will not bother you again until Taoist friend has finished accepting disciples."

The puppet body nodded.

Xiao Hongge's eyes flashed, and just as she was about to ask another question, dozens of streams of light came flying towards her, interrupting her words.

As more and more people wanted to become disciples, the gate of Earth God was soon overcrowded.

"I'll wait to see the real person!"...

The voices of tens of thousands of people, although somewhat chaotic, were deafening and shocking.

"You don't have to be polite!"

A middle-aged monk wearing a purple robe and whose aura was Nascent Soul said loudly.

"Yang Yuanqing met the real person. I wonder what the conditions are for the real person to accept a disciple?"

After looking at him, Xu Junming's calm voice reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Those with evil intentions will not be accepted."

"Don't accept those who don't respect your elders."

"Those who are too selfish will not be accepted."

"Those with bad conduct will not be accepted."

"No one with poor qualifications will be accepted."

"Those with poor understanding will not be accepted."

“Those with weak perseverance will not be accepted.”

"These seven people should not be my disciples."