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Chapter 15

How long is 49 days?

He Chunlin grinned and rubbed his waist, and continued to sit on the stone ladder. Since he was able to get down to the ground, He Chunlin has been running here every day. Gu Ziming said that this is the end of the Wentian ladder.

He Chunlin sat from dawn to dusk, thinking about the matter of slapping Wang Cheng, and he found that he could think about one thing for a long time.

Gu Ziming seldom appeared since He Chunlin went to the ground. He didn't persuade He Chunlin, but whispered in He Chunlin's ear that Shen Yuqing, the head of the Tianzong, was a heartless and ruthless person. He Chunlin had heard the name Shen Yuqing more than once. Knowing that Sect Leader Shen was struck by lightning, burned by fire and blown by the wind, but he didn't know that he actually left a member of the sect behind and went to retreat.

When Gu Ziming mentioned this, he wiped his tears with his sleeve. Gu Ziming said: "It's too bad. Everyone in this sect has been waiting for him for a long time, but he is determined not to come out. Pity me!" I can't even go."

He Chunlin asked the system, "Is Master Shen very powerful?"

"Host, he is a late Mahayana monk, of course he is very powerful."

"How awesome?"

"One step away from becoming a fairy."

He Chunlin actually didn't care how powerful Master Shen was, he just waited here for three months. Gu Ziming said that it took Master Shen three months to climb up from here.

Wang Cheng is not a Mahayana monk. He is a person with a great opportunity. He should be able to fly soaring into the sky with his golden fingers, and he can slap several gods who stand in the way with a single slap. He should come up soon.

He Chunlin thought so, but still waited eagerly.

In the fourth month, Gu Ziming came to him again.

Gu Ziming changed into a change of clothes, brocade clothes, with a temperament like orchid, he looked like a dog, "You still have to wait?"

He Chunlin glared at Gu Ziming's question.

Gu Ziming smiled embarrassingly, "It's too far away for you to wait like this, and you're wasting your time. You've been up the mountain for April, why don't you do something serious?"

"What's the matter?" He Chunlin asked.

Gu Ziming looked at He Chunlin like a fool, "Of course you are cultivating immortals! Otherwise, what are you doing here on the mountain?"

He Chunlin was really a fool now, he had always been sure that Wang Cheng was the one to cultivate immortality, he was the one who picked up cheap ones and hugged his thighs, he never thought that he would be the one to cultivate immortality first than Wang Cheng.

"What are you still doing sitting?" Seeing He Chunlin still sitting on the ground in a daze, Gu Ziming urged, "Hurry up, we're almost behind."

He Chunlin stood up with a complicated heart, and he looked at the empty steps again.

"Wang Cheng won't be able to come up for a while, so you can continue to come and guard later." Gu Ziming was a little anxious, and he directly swept it with his wide sleeve, and He Chunlin jumped into the air, "Let's go, let's go!" .”

He Chunlin found himself flying, which is a very miraculous thing. Although the world view has been reshaped, it is still unacceptable to be walked in the air like someone walking a dog. He shook his hands and struggled for a long time, but he was still floating in the air. He Chunlin started to suffer from acrophobia when he looked at his vacant feet.

"I'll go by myself." He Chunlin felt that his heart was weak and he didn't dare to float in the air.

Gu Ziming snapped his fingers, and He Chunlin sat down on the ground, hurting from the fall.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you will be drowned by the foaming stars when you are late." Gu Ziming led the way, and when a magnificent building came into view, He Chunlin was overwhelmed by the wisdom of the ancients, no, it is the wisdom of immortal cultivators in this era .

I saw that magnificent building rising from the air. The building is round in shape with nine layers of eaves, all covered with layers of glazed tiles. There is an arch bridge connecting the soil. When Gu Ziming stepped on the arch bridge, he heard someone say loudly: " Third senior brother, you missed the hour."

"Small things." Gu Ziming smiled dryly, turned his head and said to He Chunlin, "It's my sixth junior brother who is talking, his voice is a bit loud, but he has an advantage, I like it very much."

When Gu Ziming led He Chunlin into the hall, there were dozens of people standing on both sides of the hall, with different expressions, tall and short, male and female.

"Everyone, hurry up." Gu Ziming walked forward with a smile, and patted a person's head, only to see a young man with a weak crown standing there expressionless.

"Senior Brother Third, start quickly." The young man with the weak crown slapped away the evil hands, his expression still unchanged.

"Hey, the older you get, the more boring you get." Gu Ziming withdrew his hand, and walked forward very hurt. There was a wooden chair on the main hall. There was a "armchair-style" back on the wooden chair, and the base did not use chair legs. Instead, there is a "Xumizuo", the chair is covered with snow-white animal fur, without a trace of variegation.

Gu Ziming sat swaggeringly on the wooden chair, resting his chin with one hand and putting the other on his lap, and said with a smile: "Then let's start, who will come first?"

The young man with a weak crown glanced at He Chunlin who had been ignored by Gu Ziming after he was brought into the main hall, and then he cupped his hands together: "Third Senior Brother, there are 120 and six new recruits this time, 32 high-grade disciples of Shuanglinggen, and seventeen middle-grade disciples of Shuanglinggen." There are 48 low-grade disciples with double spiritual roots, and the remaining 29 disciples are all miscellaneous spirits and miscellaneous roots, they have been sent down the mountain, and they are already with the second senior brother."

All the disciples below the double spirit root are miscellaneous spirits and miscellaneous roots?

He Chunlin blinked, and asked in his heart: "System, I don't study much, tell me why people below the double spiritual roots have become miscellaneous roots in his mouth?"

"Host, Wen Tianzong only accepts disciples with double spiritual root aptitude."

"What a big face." He Chunlin was a little contemptuous.

"Isn't it the host, the great sect loves to put gold on their faces, but this hunger marketing is doing well, and many monks are not ashamed to put it on it."

When He Chunlin was contemptuous of the system's united front, Gu Ziming, who was sitting on a wooden chair, said, "Have you guys settled yet?"

"Third senior brother, who would dare to divide without you coming?"

Gu Ziming clicked his tongue twice, "It's really troublesome, bring him up quickly."

Those 97 disciples who stood out were led up, all of them valiant and high-spirited, with their nostrils looking up to the sky. They were dressed in white and their hair was tied up in a bun. They kowtowed to Gu Ziming who was sitting in the hall, "The disciples refer to the acting master."

He Chunlin was stunned, Gu Ziming was actually the acting head?

By the way, Shen Yuqing has retreated.

He Chunlin raised the corners of his mouth, as if he knew why Gu Ziming lamented that he was trapped in the sect and said that Shen Yuqing was broken, and he dared to be driven out to the shelves, and he was unwilling.

At this time, the young man with a weak crown who had just spoken stepped forward and said loudly, "Zhuang Jinlun."

A young man in white stood up, "The disciple is here."

The young man with a weak crown continued: "Mizuki spirit root, top grade."

"I want it." Someone said.

"Zhuang Jinlun, pay homage to Hao Zizhen, a monk in the late stage of Huashen."

"The disciples meet the master."

The young man in white walked out of the team and stood behind the monk.

The young man with a weak crown continued: "Tan Xuelin."

Another disciple stood up, "The disciple is here!"

"Mizuki spirit root, top grade."

"I want it."

……

……

This thought lasted for three hours, and some of the disciples who were still kneeling had their feet numb, and their raised hands began to tremble.

Not only those disciples, but even the people standing on both sides of the main hall started to yawn, only you weak-crowned young man recited loudly, his voice was like a bell, resounding like a bell.

He Chunlin understands why Gu Ziming said that this young man with a weak crown has an advantage. He Chunlin also stood for three hours, but he did not feel physically and mentally exhausted. He has held meetings for more than 20 years. The shortest meeting is one and a half hours, and the longest meeting Ten hours, even a week's time would not dampen He Chunlin's enthusiasm for the meeting.

The young man with a weak crown finally read the name of the last disciple who knelt on the ground, and the disciple almost cried when he stood up.

"Third Senior Brother, what do you think? If Third Senior Brother thinks it's inappropriate, choose again."

As soon as the young man with the weak crown said these words, the people on both sides of the hall shuddered.

All of them had weird faces, winking at Gu Ziming in the main hall.

"That's it." Gu Ziming smiled happily.

The young man with a weak crown cupped his hands, and asked loudly: "Senior brother, the person you brought has no spiritual roots, should you drive him out of the sect?"

As soon as the young man with the weak crown said this, everyone in the hall looked towards He Chunlin one after another. Being watched by so many people, He Chunlin's expression did not change. He just looked up at the young man with the weak crown, and then said, "I'm afraid I can't leave."

Hearing this, the young man with a weak crown snorted coldly and said, "You don't even have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, how can you stay with me and ask Tianzong!"

"I don't have one?" He Chunlin shrugged, and looked at Gu Ziming sitting on the top of the hall with a smile, "Deputy head, don't I have one?"

The young man with a weak crown flicked his sleeves, and He Chunlin was instantly thrown far away by a force.When he was about to hit the stone pillar of the main hall, another force supported him firmly.

Drafting of Baba.

He Chunlin cursed in his heart, after he came to this world, one day he would not be thrown around by an invisible force!

"Sixth Junior Brother, please stay calm and don't be impatient." Gu Ziming said with a smile, "His name is He Chunlin, my new recruit, Junior Brother should treat him better, otherwise it will be very difficult for Senior Brother to be a master... "

As soon as Gu Ziming's words fell, the entire hall was full of arguments and arguments.

"Third senior brother actually accepted an apprentice!?"

"Third senior brother actually wants to accept apprentices, and he is still without spiritual roots!?"

"The third senior brother was so mad at the head of the sect that he was about to accept apprentices."

……

And He Chunlin kept lying in his heart, when did Gu Ziming accept him as an apprentice?

"Brother, he is not qualified to be your apprentice." The young man with a weak crown frowned and said indignantly, "He is not qualified to be an immortal."

"Junior brother, there are accidents in everything." Gu Ziming sighed, "Look, I have already become the acting master, what else can't happen?"

"Brother, ask Tianzong not to accept disciples without spiritual roots." The voice of the young man with a weak crown was like snowflakes in June, deserted.

"I said that there are accidents in everything." Gu Ziming stood up from the wooden chair, "He has come out of the magic realm of Wentian Xinmo, so he should be a disciple of Wentianzong."

"Ask the Heavenly Heart Demon Realm!?"

"Impossible, impossible! No one can come out!"

……

There was another explosion in the hall.

The young man with a weak crown had a gloomy face, and he said every word: "Senior brother, don't make jokes."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Dabai." Gu Ziming smiled, "Okay, that's all for today, I just brought him here to get acquainted, next time you see him, be more polite, he is from the sect, we Love each other and support each other.”

The young man with a weak crown turned his head and glared at He Chunlin, then turned into a blue light and disappeared into the hall.

Gu Ziming also came down from the hall at this moment, looked at He Chunlin with a smile and said, "Let's go, apprentice."

He Chunlin gritted his teeth, thinking that after he learned "The Elder Scrolls", he would slap one more person to death.