I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

The day of Tianjie Hundred Episodes.

Early in the morning, on the square in front of the Xuanmen Tianque, disciples from all peaks and schools gathered, flags were raised, stalls were set up, and the bustling market kicked off.

At the moment of the hour, the young monks who entered the top 33 in the ranking competition of this year's Immortal Promotion Ceremony, led by senior brother Huang Yi, came to the Xuanmen Tianque.

All the young monks were like fledglings that had just entered the flower forest, chattering endlessly, and there were novelties everywhere they looked.

On the other side, a high-ranking disciple wearing a blue cloud pattern burqa led the four people who entered the battle of worshiping immortals to the field.

The object of the chattering discussion suddenly changed direction.

"Look, here they come."

"These are the four Golden Core cultivators we are vying to be the leader of the Immortal Promotion Ceremony this time!"

"No, no, two of them are not Golden Core cultivators. Have you seen the one in white casual clothes and the one in dark leggings? Both of them are foundation builders, and the one in white casual clothes is just a foundation builder!"

"So powerful, who do you think will come out on top this time?"

"I think it's probably Han Xijian from Yaoguang Peak, or Elder Wang's nephew Wang Siyuan. I've seen the two of them fight, it's very exciting, especially..."

The four roommates from Zangzi Shisanjian walked into the square openly under the eyes of everyone. The atmosphere between them was very harmonious, and there was no tension between swords and swords as imagined by the monks.

"Everyone, everyone, please be quiet!"

After the yellow-clothed disciple joined the green-clothed disciple, he turned around and said loudly to the young monks:

"Today, our Tianjie Baiji is held here. The 36 divisions of the [-]th Academy of Qifeng and all the tribes that are eligible to accept apprentices in this year's Immortal Promotion Ceremony have gathered here. You can browse it first. If you are interested , each exhibition area has a question-and-answer table, and you can go to ask for details.”

"Yes!"

"Thank you, brother, for the introduction!"

All the young monks are eager to try.

"Then, let's disband on the spot!" Senior brother in green clapped his hands, announcing that the young monks present could move freely for a day until the market closes.

"Oh——" All the young monks dispersed in a rush.

"Brother Lu hasn't seen anyone since yesterday, and he doesn't know what he's up to." Han Xijian complained, originally he wanted to invite Lu Wanxian to stay in Xingshan Bieyuan for one night, but his yard alone There are three bedrooms, and each bedroom has at least one comfortable carved bed, which is not much worse than the expensive four-person bed he once saw in the Xuanmen market.

Who knew that Lu Wanxian was not in Wanhua Mountain all day, and he didn't know where he went.

Han Xijian originally thought that Qin Chiyu was dominating Lu Wanxian, but when he saw that Qin Chiyu was looking for someone like a headless chicken, the sourness in his heart disappeared and he became curious.

What did Senior Brother Lu do?

If you want to ask what Lu Wanxian did, you have to talk about yesterday morning.

Lu Wanxian was leisurely tending his small plants in the vegetable garden of Wanhua Mountain. He was relieved to see that the expensive herbal seeds had sprouted and grew up bit by bit...

At this time, an uninvited guest broke in.

"Why are you still watering the flowers here? Let's go to Xuanpu with me." Sheng Yusui couldn't help but dragged Lu Wanxian away.

"Oh? What are you doing in Xuanpu?" Lu Wanxian was puzzled.

Sheng Yusui snorted coldly: "Tomorrow is Tianjie Hundred Episodes, what are you talking about?"

Lu Wanxian was even more puzzled: "Isn't that starting tomorrow?"

Being forcibly dragged to the Ziji Hall by Sheng Yusui like this, a group of disciples from the Seven Peaks and Twelve Courtyards had gathered in the hall, including elders among them, each of them listening seriously to the master Ou Qingzi's arrangement on it. The organization of the next day's [-] episodes.

Ou Qingzi took out a long scroll, inspired the golden light in it with spiritual power, formed a clear location plan in the air, and divided the square in front of Xuanmen Tianque into large and small plots. They all have names corresponding to the Taoist sects. Among them, the Tianzi Sifeng is the largest, located in the north of the center, and the rest of the sects surround the square.

Lu Wanxian looked confused: "What does this have to do with me?"

Under Sheng Yusui's kind guidance, Lu Wanxian unfortunately found the words "Wanhua Mountain" in one of the corners.

He wants to set up a stall too!

In the past, it was not that he had not set up a stall in the Tianjie Hundred Episodes in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony, but at that time, he had already accepted seven or eight disciples, and these disciples would naturally take care of the stall.

But now, he only has a polished commander, and he has to do everything himself.

No, in the past, he participated in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony a few times before, and he didn't say that he would be given a place in the Tianjie Hundred Episodes. Why did Sheng Yusui suddenly get angry this time and cause him trouble?

"Peak Lord Sheng, I don't think I need to. I don't have any treasures to display, and I don't have any history to tell." Lu Wanxian said in a good tone.

"If you have a hilltop and plan to open a mountain to recruit disciples, you must participate in the Tianjie Baiji." Sheng Yusui handed Lu Wanxian a stack of booklets without any explanation, "These must be filled, every item must be filled."

Lu Wanxian felt a sinking in his arms, looked down, and saw the first page of the top booklet read:

The basic situation of the factions participating in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony.

Faction name:

Jianpai location:

Land resources: (Dongtian, Blessed Land, Secret Realm, etc.)

Property: (In terms of Lingshi, just fill in the estimated quantity, if it exceeds [-] million, you can fill in more than [-] million)

Historical evolution: (year of founding, founder, former name, representative figures, major historical events)

……

Lu Wanxian felt dizzy, holding the stack of books, he fell on Sheng Yusui who was beside him.

Sheng Yusui shook him away with icy spiritual power.

"Do you hate me?" Lu Wanxian asked dejectedly, "Is it too late for me to quit now?"

Sheng Yusui's expression was still stern, but there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes: "No, it's too late."

As a result, Lu Wanxian was trapped in Ziji Hall filling out the materials for a whole day, and his entire right arm was about to lose consciousness.

When it appeared on Tianjie Baiji the next day, although it only occupied a small space, God knows how much effort he put in for this fast place!

From the banner with the three big characters "Wanhua Mountain" written on it, to the porcelain vase with the fragrant snow wood in it, to the thick collection of information books piled up under the desk case!

It was all arranged by Lu Wanxian overnight!

It's all because Sheng Yusui was like a urging ghost, forcing him to go through all the complicated procedures. At this time, the serious Tianjie Hundred Episodes kicked off, but Lu Wanxian felt that he had been squeezed dry. He slumped helplessly on the table.

……

But none of the young monks who came to visit walked towards the booth he had worked so hard to set up, and didn't even look at it.

Although I know intellectually that young monks will not be interested in a small stall in a corner, but I cherish it, although this small stall is small and there is no dazzling treasure, it is Lu Wanxian who put a lot of effort into setting it up .

Are you really not going to take a look?

Lu Wanxian stared with resentful eyes at the backs of the monks passing by in a hurry, staring at the backs of some of them with cold sweat, quickened their steps a few steps, and swished away.

And in the most conspicuous place in the square, in front of Tianzi Sifeng's booth, it was almost packed, at least 33 of the 20 people crowded there at the same time.

However, none of the elders from the Tianzi Sifeng came. There was only a long table where two lazy yellow-clothed disciples sat loosely, answering questions there.

"Ugh……"

Hearing a sigh, Lu Wanxian looked to the side, and saw a skinny old man sitting in a strange stall next to him called "Shi Po Tian Jing", sighing dejectedly.

"Brother, did you come alone too?" Lu Wanxian asked.

After cultivators reach a certain level, they can change their appearance age. At this time, their appearance age often matches their state of mind. Since the head of the "Sky Pouring Whale" has such an old appearance, it can be seen his state of mind Also almost vicissitudes.

"Yeah, the old man is the only one left in the restaurant, and no one has been interested in it for 200 years!" The old man sighed, caught Lu Wanxian and began to babble, "Xuanmen doesn't need our useless restaurant, alas , the founder of the mountain really liked the flying whale feast, but unfortunately, people nowadays don’t know how to appreciate delicious food anymore!”

When Lu Wanxian heard the word "food", his eyes lit up, and a legendary name immediately appeared in his mind. He looked at the banner of "Food Whale", and asked tentatively: "Could it be that your old man is The legendary god chef stone is shocking?"

In the past, Lu Wanxian had longed for this name for a long time, but unfortunately, when he met the chef, the chef had already traveled far away, leaving only a fragment of "Flying Whale", which told a story different from other rumors. In that story, the patriarch of the Taoist sect, Jian Wei Zhenren, had an epiphany and ascended to the upper realm after eating a feast of flying whales.

Of course, the whales here are not real whales, but a banquet composed of three thousand delicious dishes, which is called "flying whale feast" because of its size and rarity.

The old man immediately raised two white eyebrows, and looked at Lu Wanxian in surprise: "I don't dare to be called the chef, but the old man is indeed Shi Jingtian. It's surprising that there are still people in this sect who can call the old man by his name." ... I haven't asked for advice, what is the name of this junior brother?"

When Qin Chiyu, Han Xijian, and Fu Weiwei discovered the small stall in Wanhuashan where Lu Wanxian was, Lu Wanxian was chatting passionately with an old man, and they were about to tear down the partition next to the stall and form a faction.