first fairy

"Ye Haoran, the fifth level of spirit!"

The elder's voice was like thunder, reaching the ears of all the disciples in the audience, making people startled and staring upward with stinging eyes.

The four characters on the three-foot-high white jade Lingbi flashed with golden light, dazzling and eye-catching. The disciples whispered to each other, looking at the young man on the stage with both envy and awe.

A 25-year-old fifth-level spiritualist, the No. 1 young generation of the Qingshan School, Ye Haoran deserves it.

To be able to break through to the Spirit Realm before the age of 30 is the dream goal of all junior monks.What's more, for a fifth-order spirit who is only one step away from a spirit master, this level of talent can only be looked up to.

The elders in charge waited for the previous two generations of Taoist cultivators to sit on the stage, and the younger generation came to the stage to test their cultivation bases according to their seniority.There are ten third-generation disciples of the Qingshan School, Ye Haoran is the only one with the highest level five spirits, and the lowest level three spirits.

So far, nine disciples have tested their cultivation.

The middle-aged man in the blue robe held the roster in his hand, wrote a stroke, nodded in satisfaction, turned to the next name, stopped, and spoke coldly.

"Rong Xuan, the third generation disciple of the Qingshan School, came to the stage to test his cultivation."

Hundreds of disciples stood neatly on the platform. This was the annual inspection of the Qingshan Sect. It was not a big event, but it was rare that Elder Zhuang presided over it personally. Everyone from the head sect to the disciples from the inner sect would be present.

The Qingshan sect is a sect affiliated to the Shangqing Xianzong, and the subordinate Xiaoshanmen also has people from the Xianzong to sit in the town. It is this elder Zhuang, although his cultivation level is not as good as that of the Qingshan sect master, his status is even more transcendent than the sect master, everyone here understands it.In order to make a good impression on him, no one dared to do anything wrong.

I didn't expect anyone to be late.

Zhuang Tong frowned and looked down, holding the booklet and raising his voice.

"Rong Xuan, where is Rong Xuan?"

It was very quiet downstairs, and no one came out for a long time.

"Elder, he didn't come!" someone booed from below.

"You don't need to test the master. Everyone knows that Rong Xuan is a first-level spirit among the third-generation disciples. He hasn't changed in the five years since he entered Qingshan, and he probably hasn't the guts to come out and embarrass others." The man standing in the center of the front row was full of hostility, laughing eccentrically, and many people echoed him when they saw him speak out.

This person is Luo Yuan, the fourth-generation disciple of the Qingshan School, and a third-level spiritual master.

There was a lot of discussion on and off the stage. The third-generation disciple should be a role model for the whole sect. He should be like Ye Haoran. It is impossible for a first-level spiritual master to be ashamed of himself. Several elders have long been dissatisfied with such an arrangement. It's a pity that that person is usually flawless and flawless, and it's the first time that he hasn't been caught.

If you make use of the problem, it is estimated that the person is finished.

The head of the shop was calm, and he greeted the steward and gave a few words to let someone talk in private.

"Quiet!" Zhuang Tong had no good impression of Rong Xuan on weekdays, but now the sect leader didn't want to mention it, so he was extremely displeased, "This person is mentally weak and has no talent, as a third-generation disciple It’s fine if you don’t lead by example, but you don’t even know the basic rules, it’s outrageous.”

Ye Haoran interjected: "Master's lesson is right. Junior Brother Rong is gentle and kind, and has always been punctual. Although he is only a first-level spiritual person, he has never been absent from the inspection of cultivation in the past five years. Maybe it's because the courtyard where he lives is remote and delayed Time. Uncle Master, don't get angry."

The third-generation disciples of the Qingshan School have their own courtyard and can choose a place they like to live in. The rest of them are not treated so well.

Luo Yuan, as a third-level spirit person, had the highest cultivation level among the fourth-generation disciples, and Rong Xuan was the one who disliked Rong Xuan the most.I wanted to make some more sarcasm, but seeing Ye Haoran speaking for him, he had no choice but to swallow back the sarcasm, snorted coldly and didn't say any more.

Zhuang Tong saw Ye Haoran's face softened, nodded with the head, picked up the roster and picked up a pen and was about to write: "Then press the record of the first-level spirit, don't wait any longer, the next one is..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhuang Tong raised his head as if he felt something, and followed his line of sight to see a person speeding this way. The person jumped up, his robe fluttered, and landed firmly on the spot where the third-generation disciples were in the center of the stage. place.

The visitor has a slender body, a face like a bright moon, and is as gentle as jade. If you don't open your mouth and take a look, you can make people feel good.

"Disciple Rong Xuan, my disciple accidentally cultivated when he was late, so I didn't intend to interrupt my speech, please continue, elder." Rong Xuan bowed his head and saluted, without superfluous expression, but it was just right.

Although there is nothing wrong with his words and deeds, he didn't express his apology or forgive his sins. His attitude towards this proud and arrogant Elder Zhuang was neither humble nor overbearing. His attitude was really inappropriate. After all, he was late, so Zhuang Tong didn't like him very much: " Go and stand aside, don't waste time."

"Hey! Look at his low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. He is just making excuses because he doesn't want to test his cultivation, but the dignified third-generation disciple is only a first-level spirit. It's not embarrassing to show up." Luo Yuan raised his voice and joked. said, another burst of laughter.

Rong Xuan didn't take it seriously, he came here to find someone, he glanced at Ye Haoran, and then moved away.When walking aside, his gaze swept across the faces of hundreds of disciples in the audience, and then moved away calmly.

The headmaster always felt much calmer than before when he saw the person coming, but he couldn't tell.Suddenly his complexion darkened and he let out a sigh, he got up and raised his chin towards the white jade Lingbi, and said to the young man: "Stop! Rong Xuan, go up and test your cultivation, immediately."

Rong Xuan paused and frowned slightly.

The disciples who didn't know why stretched their necks curiously. As rumored, there really is a first-level spirit among the third-generation disciples! ?

It's been five years, and he's still at the first level of spiritual masters. The four-legged table is not stable enough, and the disciples who are familiar with him can't help but tsk-tsk.It's a pity that the sky didn't follow people's wishes, and the master opened the golden mouth, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to. Since he didn't want to test his cultivation, he might as well not order it at all.

"It deserves it!" Luo Yuan snorted, as if he had foreseen that this person would be embarrassed, and he was extremely happy.

For a moment, thousands of eyes were on Rong Xuan.

Zhuang Tong looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since the master has spoken, you can try it."

Among the disciples of the third generation, there are many who have become spiritual masters in their early ten years old. Most of them are leaders of the younger generation headed by Ye Haoran. It is because of talent and strength.

These people below have been with Rong Xuan, and they know him well, and they look at him with a bit of sadness: For monks, stagnant cultivation is more painful than death.

Rong Xuan has a gentle personality, doesn't fight with things, and gets along well without arrogance. The disciples like him, but it doesn't mean they will empathize with him. It would be better to tell a joke and find comfort in him instead of sweating.

No matter how good your temper is, it's useless, strength is the most important thing here.

Rong Xuan walked to Lingbi without saying a word, sneered as if mocking.

The spiritual power in the body circulated to the right hand, ready to go, and punched Bai Bi hard.

With a bang, an invisible wave swayed out.

Elder Qingshan who was close was stunned, no, just looking at the fluctuation of spiritual power, it is obviously beyond the scope of the power of a first-order spirit!

"Huh?" Ye Haoran looked at the white light.

The white jade Lingbi rippled like water waves, and four large golden characters emerged from the water, gradually becoming clear——

The second level of the spirit!

It even broke through!Luo Yuan took a deep breath, and the words he said earlier hit his face hard like a whip.A month ago, this person was indeed a first-order spirit, and there was no sign of breakthrough at all. How could this be possible!

"When did you break through? Why don't I know!"

Rong Xuan was very cold: "None of your business."

Luo Yuan was taken aback, thinking he had heard wrong.

The expression on the face of the people below is extremely exciting. This person has amazing talent since he was a child. It is said that he became a spirit person at the age of nine. After the small family where he belonged was destroyed, he was taken back to the Qingshan School by the head and directly became a third-generation disciple.It's a pity that it took 12 years to stop at the first level of spirituality, but today it finally lived up to everyone's expectations.

The master nodded in satisfaction at Rong Xuan.

"Second-level spirits are not enough to be proud, learn more from Haoran, and don't be late again next time." Zhuang Tong coughed, picked up a pen and added a cross on a word in the booklet, and ordered the servant: "Here He prepares the robes of the second-order spirits."

Ye Haoran smiled modestly, and glanced at Rong Xuan from the corner of his eye, very distant.The meaning is very cryptic but not difficult to guess, the obvious difference in strength, Ye Haoran didn't pay attention to him from the beginning.

If it was Rong Xuan who was in his 20s, he would feel honored when he looked at each other, even if he was looked down upon, he would recognize him. Ye Haoran under the halo of a fifth-order spiritual being is like a mountain that makes people daunting, and has always been the object of worship by the disciples of the Qingshan School, including Rong Xuan.

But it's different now.

Rong Xuan looked at him calmly, then turned away.Just a little appreciation.

The faces in front of him were so green and unfamiliar, their thoughts and desires were completely clear at a glance, Rong Xuan knew how to be hypocritical, but he didn't say a word.

He should have been a thousand years old when he died, but he didn't expect to be reborn back to the very beginning.He had been stagnant at the first level of spiritual beings for 30 years. It was the darkest period of his life, and he was so cold-eyed that he didn't know it.

But Ye Haoran and Rong Xuan are two extremes. The former entered the Shangqing Immortal Sect by virtue of his strength and made great progress all the way.

Even though he is from the same township, Ye Haoran would only take the initiative to show kindness to him when he was needed. This person's cultivation had regressed strangely for a while, but afterwards his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he was far away from him. Later...Rong Xuan let out a heavy breath, His eyes were cold.

Resurrecting the whole life, breaking through and smashing the nightmare of being trapped for 30 years is only the first step. If he takes a breath, he may not be worse than Ye Haoran!

The murderous intent was fleeting, and Ye Haoran suddenly raised his head as if aware of it, but found that everyone in front of him looked as usual, with their backs to him or talking and laughing with the people beside him.

The white jade Lingbi was still shining, the elder was busy recording, Ye Haoran held his head, his face was indifferent, handsome and arrogant.

The test of cultivation is a test of concentration of mind, those who have improved their cultivation will be radiant, and those who have stagnated will be gloomy. Not everyone is like Ye Haoran who can hide his emotions and anger.

There are nearly 700 people present including the elders, Rong Xuan didn't come here for Ye Haoran, he was looking for someone else, but unfortunately he couldn't find it.

The great world of three thousand continents is so vast, who would have expected that the small Qingshan faction would produce some great figures in the future.

At this moment, Rong Xuan felt an invisible sense of urgency, taking care of the present and must improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

The declining Rong family has a hidden Lingtan, where no one bothers them.It is a good place to retreat.

The treasure land that I found after I came back after being sanctified in my previous life, my spiritual eyes have dried up, it is useless to the saint, and now no one has broken into that place in the past, it is intact, although the spiritual spring is not as good as the elixir of a hundred thousand years, but it has nothing for Rong Xuan now It is simply a treasure.

The courtyard where I live is a little remote, and it is past noon when I come back.

Three short-tailed roosters were limply fighting in the yard, the door was wide open, and someone had been in the house!

Rong Xuan stepped over a field of chicken feathers, went into the room and rummaged through it, his face became more and more ugly.

He brought back a lot of spiritual springs from his ancestral land, and only used up the last half of them. He put them in a chipped black porcelain cup and hid them in the cabinet, but now they are gone.

It's okay to lose this Lingquan, but this thing was not distributed by the sect, and now only he knows about the Lingtan of the ancestral land.They were talking about the ancestral land of the Rong clan. In fact, everyone knew that on the day Rong Xuan entered the Qingshan faction, the ancestral land was classified into the sphere of influence of the Qingshan faction.

If someone gets it and makes a big fuss, then follow the vine... Once the Lingtan is exposed, it will be impossible to keep it.

Rong Xuan thought about the countermeasures, the man didn't wait for him to come back in the room before questioning, if he really noticed something afterwards, he would not be able to restrain himself from looking for him.

Suddenly someone pushed open the door and rushed into the house in a hurry, shouting: "Rong Xuan! Brother Luo Yuan is looking for you and asked you to go to the open space by the forest."