Pagoda Immortality

Each of the three people has his own characteristics.

The man on the left is wearing a fiery red armor, and he looks about 60 years old. He has a square face, is seven feet tall, and looks quite burly.

The man in the middle is a short and fat old man, who looks about 70 or 80 years old, wearing a dark yellow robe, is six feet tall, and has a big belly.

These two people look very recognizable, but the man on the right is even more shocking. His waist is like a yellow bucket, his face is like a basin, and his limbs are like elephants. It's scary!

Moreover, he is eight or nine feet tall, which makes the old man next to him look like a dwarf.

Everyone looked at him sideways, but no one thought that this young fool would be their ancestor.

Sure enough, the shortest old man in the middle nodded with a smile, raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite!"

"Thank you, ancestor!"

The ten elders stood up first, and the disciples below also thanked him and stood up straight.

Ancestor!

This is not an ancestor like the Yuanying ancestor. This is a real immortal-level figure, the previous generation of the Xuanlian Pavilion, Xuanhuo Busi, Li Xuanhuo!

Seeing such a person, they can brag about it for a lifetime.

The short and fat old man saw this, his eyes turned slightly, gently poked the old man in red next to him, and then walked to a chair in the middle and sat down.

The old man in red understood, looked at the burly young man standing side by side with him, and then looked at the people below and shouted loudly: "Heaven favors, the saint enters our sect, forges the prosperity of Xuanlian for thousands of years, and shakes the ten thousand borders of Xuanling..."

"Saint!!!"

Hearing this word, thousands of old monsters in the state of transformation and hundreds of masters of the gods all shrank their pupils!

They finally understood why the ancestors who had entered the Immortal City would return to the Xuanlian Pavilion in person.

Innate seven spiritual roots, which sect in the entire Dongling Continent has such a monster!

Wu Hengfeng is the current headmaster of Xuanlian Pavilion, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of fusion. Logically speaking, his state of mind has long been calm. But when he shouted the words "The Saint Enters My Gate", he couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Ahem, Hengfeng, it's almost done, let's start to become my disciple."

When Wu Hengfeng finished reading the eulogy, Xuanhuo Busi, who was sitting in the main seat, looked up at the sky and said impatiently.

"Yes, Master!"

The old man in red turned around and saluted, then looked at the stunned giant and reminded: "Ahem, Junior Brother Chen, prepare to become my disciple."

If Lu Li was here, he would definitely be happy for this person from the bottom of his heart, because this stunned giant was Chen Zhong.

Chen Zhong's head was buzzing at this time, and he felt like he was dreaming.

A few years ago, the creepy old man took him and Yuwen Shu across the ocean, and finally left him alone here, saying that he wanted to find a master for him.

Then, he was trapped in the center of an uninhabited lake, with only the old man who called himself Wu Hengfeng visiting him from time to time. Although he would occasionally give some advice on his practice, he never mentioned the idea of ​​accepting a disciple.

Chen Zhong thought that maybe his spiritual roots were too rubbish and he was not qualified to be Wu Hengfeng's disciple, so he didn't have the audacity to mention it.

But unexpectedly, yesterday evening, another old man came to the lake, staring at him as if he was looking at a piece of peerless jade, and threatened that he was the one who came to accept him as a disciple.

Although Wu Hengfeng never mentioned his cultivation, Chen Zhong knew that Wu Hengfeng was absolutely ridiculously strong. But unexpectedly, when Wu Hengfeng saw this person, he actually called him master.

This made Chen Zhong very uneasy, and he said frankly that his talent was very rubbish.

But after Li Xuanhuo took a look, he laughed and said, "If you are trash, then we are the trash among the trash."

Li Xuanhuo felt that Chen Zhong seemed to be somewhat resistant to him, so he boasted again and stuffed treasures into Chen Zhong's hands one by one, which made Chen Zhong confused.

In the end, he still agreed woodenly.

Then, early this morning, the old man came to him and asked him to be prepared, saying that he wanted to let everyone in the world know that he, Li Xuanhuo, had accepted an extraordinary apprentice.

Now seeing such a scene, Chen Zhong finally believed that Li Xuanhuo was not bragging.

But...he felt that it was a little unreal. Why would such a person like him, who was only in the late Yuanying stage for more than 200 years, have mixed spiritual roots.

At this time, everyone was looking at Chen Zhong.

Some people were envious, some were shocked, some were emotional, and some were excited...with different expressions, but there was no hostile look.

"Junior brother! The time has come."

Seeing that Chen Zhong had not come back to his senses, Wu Hengfeng could not help but walk over and patted Chen Zhong on the arm.

"Uh, OK!"

Chen Zhong suddenly came to his senses with a start.

Wu Hengfeng smiled and nodded, moved two steps to the side, and shouted loudly: "The apprenticeship ceremony begins now! One bow!"

Hearing the voice, Chen Zhong turned around and faced Li Xuanhuo. After a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth and knelt down on his knees: "Disciple Chen Zhong! I pay my respects to the master!"

"OK! OK!"

Li Xuanhuo's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but sit up straighter. Then he spread his palms, and a small blue and yellow hammer floated in front of Chen Zhong: "This hammer is called Hanshan. It is as cold as ice and as powerful as a mountain. One hammer can break all laws. Take it."

Seeing this scene, many people cast a look of envy.

"Thank you, master!"

Chen Zhong grinned and took the Hanshan hammer with both hands.

Seeing this, Wu Hengfeng shouted again: "Two bows!"

Chen Zhong, who had collected the hammer, kowtowed again and slammed his head on the platform, "Disciple Chen Zhong! Second bow to Master!"

"Okay!"

Li Xuanhuo spread his hands again and handed a storage ring to Chen Zhong: "I won't tell you what's inside. You can take a look at it yourself after you go down."

"Thank you, Master!"

Chen Zhong was delighted again, thinking that this old man had a lot of treasures. He only gave me a dozen yesterday, and today he even gave me another treasure. Now even the boss has a place to go, hehe!

"Third bow!"

"Disciple Chen Zhong! Three bows to Master!" Chen Zhong said, and slammed his head on the platform again, shocking the dozen or so combined masters around him.

"Okay, okay, good disciple, please get up quickly!"

Li Xuanhuo was delighted and stood up to help Chen Zhong, but Chen Zhong was stunned, thinking, this is a big loss. If I had known that you didn't have any gifts, why did I kowtow so loudly?

However, when he saw the jade talisman hidden in Li Xuanhuo's palm, his eyes lit up immediately. When he stood up, he took the jade talisman and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome. It's over. Come with me. I'll leave this to your senior brother." After that, he looked at the elders and said, "Come to Zhiyang Valley to drink a few cups with me later."

"Yes, ancestor!"

Ten elders stood up to see him off.

Although the apprenticeship ceremony was over, the celebration did not end there. In order to celebrate Chen Zhong's joining Xuanlian Pavilion, Xuanlian Pavilion organized many interesting programs and placed a large number of contribution cards as rewards.

Both inner and outer disciples have the opportunity to make considerable contributions during the celebration, which makes everyone very happy...