Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Wu Fan knew that he had to say something, so he said: "This disciple wants to join the "Danding Peak"."

When the dozen or so foundation-building elders heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then they looked at another elder in the crowd. This old man was wearing a moon-white robe. He looked about sixty years old, with a ruddy face and gray hair. It was Elder Li who took Wu Fan up the mountain.

At this time, Elder Li was also startled. He did not expect that this boy Wu Fan was coming to his "Danding Peak", but he knew Wu Fan's spiritual constitution, so he didn't go out with those people before. Could it be that this kid knew that his physique was not good enough and thought that he could not break through to the foundation building stage, so he wanted to come to his Alchemy Cauldron Peak to learn alchemy? Or is it that this kid recognized himself and thought he was the Qingfeng Sect that brought him here, so he wanted to become his disciple?

In fact, his original intention was to recruit the boy named Chen Yi, because that boy's spiritual consciousness was naturally powerful, which would be of great help in learning alchemy. But at this time, this boy Wu Fan wanted to worship him as his teacher. Besides, The sect has regulations, and the top three do have the right to choose their own masters, so he can only give up on his idea of ​​accepting Chen Yi. Maybe this was also arranged by God. He and Wu Fan did have a master-disciple relationship. Thinking of this, he sighed, then walked out of the crowd, looked at Wu Fan and said: "I am "Danding Peak" Li Ning, Elder Li , Mr. Wu Fan, do you still remember me?”

"Remember, disciple, if you hadn't brought me up the mountain, I might still be a mortal now. Therefore, Wu Fan will never forget this kindness." After Wu Fan finished speaking, he immediately bowed deeply to Elder Li and did not get up for a long time. .

Elder Li stared at Wu Fan for a while, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He couldn't help but nodded slightly, and then said the words Wu Fan had been waiting for.

"Wu Fan, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"

When Wu Fan heard this, his eyes lit up, he suddenly straightened up and said excitedly: "Disciple is willing!"

Elder Li looked at the disciple he had just accepted and sighed in his heart, why is this disciple just a five-element miscellaneous spiritual root? Even with my help, it would be great for this disciple to reach the peak of Qi refining in the future. Alas... what a pity.

"Wu Fan, come to me!"

"Yes" Wu Fan bowed to the master again, and then came to the master's side obediently.

The other elders who wanted to accept Wu Fan could only sigh, then shook their heads and walked away. They did not dare to compete with Elder Li. Elder Li had a very high status in the sect. Not only was he powerful, Powerful, he is a powerful monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is also a noble alchemy master.

At this time, another person walked out of the crowd of elders. He was a middle-aged male monk. When he stood there, he looked like an unsheathed sword. His whole body was full of sword energy. He also carried a long sword behind him. , some disciples felt strange when they saw this elder. Why is this elder carrying a long sword? Why didn't he put the sword in the storage bag? These outer disciples have no idea that this elder is actually a swordsman. Swordsmanship is like physical training. In their hearts, they only have swords, and they only pursue the way of swordsmanship throughout their lives. However, the sword cultivator's attack power is extremely sharp and powerful, and he is basically invincible among cultivators of the same level.

I saw this man looking directly at Chen Yi after he came out, and he spoke very simply, saying: "Chen Yi, are you coming to Hidden Sword Peak?"

There were actually many other foundation-building elders who wanted to take Chen Yi in, but they swallowed their words after seeing the middle-aged monk come out.

"Chen Yi is willing!" Chen Yi quickly stepped forward and bowed to the middle-aged monk. In fact, he was very excited now. Of course he knew what "Hidden Sword Peak" represented. It was a place only sword cultivators could go. , and he also wanted to become a sword cultivator.

Then more than a dozen elders chose disciples, but the remaining elders did not choose any more, maybe because they didn't have the disciples they liked. There are about a hundred foundation-building monks in Qingfeng Sect, and some of them are in retreat. , there are still some who are not in Qingfeng Sect, but of the remaining more than 70 elders, less than 30 have chosen disciples. The remaining elders have left here and returned to their respective caves, and those who have not been selected by the elders The disciples all looked disappointed at this time. They knew that they could only be ordinary inner disciples from now on.

At this time, Elder Ruiyuan came over, glanced at everyone, and said, "You can follow me. The head brother just sent a message that he is already waiting for you at the Patriarch Hall."

Then these hundred disciples followed Rui Yuan and flew into the sky, and less than thirty elders in the foundation building stage also accompanied them.

The "Dou Zhan Peak" that had been lively for seven days finally returned to its former peace after everyone left.

The Patriarch Hall is set up on a mountain that towers into the clouds. Looking down from the top of the mountain, you can only see the vast sea of ​​clouds, but there is a huge square at the top of the mountain. At this time, the one hundred disciples are standing On top of it, there is a main hall in front of these disciples, and directly above the main hall there is a huge plaque with three large gold characters on it, Patriarch Hall.

At this time, an old man of about seventy years old walked out of the hall. This old man was none other than the contemporary head of the Qingfeng Sect.

After seeing the old man, the foundation-building elders hurried over and gave the old man a bow. The old man nodded and said, "All the foundation-building elders stay outside, and the other disciples will come in with me."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked back in. The one hundred disciples followed him in. As soon as they entered the gate, they came to a huge hall. The hall was several hundred feet in size and more than ten feet high. The one hundred people standing inside felt very empty. There was a huge altar in front of everyone. There were many tablets on the altar, each with a black name written on it. There was also a huge bronze tripod in front of the altar. At this time, there were several half-burned incense sticks in the tripod, which were slowly emitting green smoke. There was also a huge portrait hanging above the altar. The portrait showed an old man with white hair. He was wearing a moon-white robe, holding a long sword in his hand and standing on a mountain peak, looking into the distance.

The whole hall gave people a solemn feeling.

At this time, the old man led everyone to the altar. He looked at everyone and said, "You can pass the competition and enter the inner gate. From now on, you are the official disciples of my Qingfeng Sect. This is the ancestor hall of our sect. The founder of Qingfeng Sect is Qingfeng Zhenren. It has been more than 6,000 years since the founder founded the sect. The portrait in front of you is the ancestor of our sect. The tablets below are the ancestors of our sect. It is precisely because of the protection of these ancestors that our sect can continue to this day. Now, each of you go forward and burn incense to the ancestor and the ancestors. Remember, you must report your own name while burning incense."