When Long Aotian becomes a heartthrob

He stood up, and the stick of incense had just finished burning at this moment.

The old man in Tsing Yi glanced at Ji Lingheng with complicated eyes.When the other disciples woke up, he was looking at Ji Lingheng. Seeing that Ji Lingheng closed his eyes and showed no signs of waking up. Seeing that the stick of incense was almost burned out, Ji Lingheng didn't even intend to open his eyes.He couldn't help being a little anxious in his heart, he cherished his talent, and on the other hand was annoyed that this son was useless.How can you be mesmerized by mere temptation?

Seeing Ji Lingheng wake up, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that Ji Lingheng should be trained a few times in the future, and felt deeply responsible for a moment.

The old man coughed, woke everyone up from the environment, and announced the result of the trial: "In the third trial, seventeen passed and sixty failed!"

These seventeen disciples were all disciples who woke up within a stick of incense on time.As for those who woke up later, they can only be regarded as unqualified.Fortunately, the old man said that although these sixty unqualified people failed the third trial, but because of their good cultivation aptitude and perseverance, they can stay in the sect and become ordinary disciples first.When the back sect is tested, the outstanding ones can be promoted to inner sect disciples.

The 60 people who were eliminated were quickly arranged and brought out by the disciples of Zangfeng Pavilion.

The remaining 17 people still have to undergo the fourth trial, but regardless of whether they pass the trial or not, these people are already inner disciples.

The main peak of Zangfeng Pavilion, the most magnificent palace in the middle of the main peak - Zangfeng Palace.

This is the place where Master Zangfeng Pavilion and the five elders discuss matters.

At this time, the four elders of Zangfeng Pavilion were all in the hall.

A beautiful girl in a purple gauze gown who looked no more than 20 years old smiled and said, "The Fifth Elder still hasn't come."

"When did he come to recruit disciples?" A lean middle-aged man in black said coldly, "The last time I saw him was 50 years ago."

The man who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha came out and said, "Junior Brother Jue Youqing is at a critical moment in his cultivation and needs to retreat. If Junior Brother Jue Youqing can successfully retreat this time, he will be able to enter the Nascent Soul Realm from the Golden Core Realm. The key During the period, there can be no mistakes."

The thin middle-aged man in black suddenly fell silent, his face was a bit gloomy.

He has practiced Taoism for more than two hundred years, and he is considered to be extremely talented. He has practiced all the way to break the bamboo, and now he is only in the late stage of Zifu Realm.But I feel that the talent of sentient beings is too evil. I became a cultivator of Zifu at the age of 20. After ten years of practice, I entered the realm of Jindan. Now it has only been 40 years, and I am about to hit the realm of Yuanying again!

With such monsters alive, other geniuses are destined to be compared to fish eyes.The middle-aged man in black couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes when he thought of his stagnant cultivation at the late stage of the Zifu Realm. He was the Yumu who was being compared.

The girl in the purple gauze robe said with a smile: "If my faction can have one more Nascent Soul Patriarch, the strength will be great and powerful, and they will be able to dominate in this southern region."

The fat man laughed even more and said: "Junior Brother Jue Youqing is talented and evil, and if he cultivates into the Nascent Soul realm, he will definitely be able to stand above his peers, and his strength is extraordinary."

The other kind-hearted Taoist priest didn't speak, but his face was full of agreement with what the fat man said.

The middle-aged man in black didn't want to discuss the matter of such a junior, so he coughed and changed the topic: "There are two good young disciples recruited this time."

The purple yarn girl asked: "Which two disciples is Senior Brother Du Xiu talking about?"

The fat man said with certainty: "Senior brother Du Xiu said of course it was the boy in black who was about ten years old, and the beautiful boy brought back by Bu Lian."

The purple yarn girl covered her lips and smiled lightly, her voice was as clear and melodious as a bell: "Brother Guangming, what is the relationship between that pretty boy and your apprentice? I also heard from my disciple that the two seem to be very close."

The Taoist priest, who had been silent all this time, couldn't stay silent at this time. He swept the dust away and said indifferently: "Let them deal with the children's affairs themselves. Why should I, an old man, ask more questions?"

The purple-clothed girl joked a few more times, and finally they got to the point.

The fat man asked curiously: "You tell me, who can become a personal disciple this time?"

As long as you pass the fourth test and get the approval of a magic weapon, you can become a direct disciple and be accepted as a disciple by an elder.

Obtaining the approval of the magic weapon seems simple, but it is not.A powerful magic weapon has already left the weapon stage and has its own will.These instruments will only choose the strongest in the team as their future masters.Usually only one person from a team can be selected.

The fat man is very optimistic about Ji Lingheng, because Ji Lingheng has the best aptitude, so he should be more loved by magic weapons.

Most of the others also agreed with the fat man, thinking that if only one person could be selected, it must be Ji Lingheng.

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At this time, Ji Lingheng and the others followed the old man in black to the Tibetan Army Hall.

The Tibetan Army Hall is a place specially used to store magic weapons.The Palace of Soldiers is made of bronze. The palace is majestic and solemn, and it exudes a cold atmosphere from afar.

The evil spirit of the weapons seeped out through the door, making the faces of everyone standing outside the door pale.

The old man explained: "Soldiers have an unknown air, and they are made for killing, so all weapons have a murderous air."

However, Ji Lingheng didn't feel cold, he could feel the aura emanating from the weapon, but these auras were very gentle and never contained evil spirits.

The elder in charge announced the rules for the fourth trial.

The rules are very simple, if you can enter the Tibetan Army Hall and bring out a magic weapon, you can pass.

A young man went in first confidently, but soon the sound of the young man crying for help was heard from the hall, and after a while the young man ran out with a face full of fear, his clothes becoming tattered.

The young man trembled and said: "All the weapons inside flew up! It's too scary to attack me alone!"

When he said this, everyone's expressions became serious instantly, but some people still mustered up the courage to go in.Not long after, the people who had just entered ran out again in horror, their clothes were riddled with holes from the weapons.

Several people in a row are like this.But everyone also saw that these weapons would only scare people, not really attack people, so they all felt relieved.

A young man in white walked into the room slowly, but this time he came out after a while, and his face was pale when he came out.

A sharp-eyed person pointed to the young man's hand and said, "Why did your hand bleed so much? Those weapons, have those weapons started to attack people?"

The young man in white shook his head, and said in a low voice: "After I entered, those magical artifacts were hanging in the air, ready to intimidate me. I was determined and never feared. I was in a stalemate with those magical artifacts, and none of them were willing to go with me. So I grabbed a magic weapon and wanted to take it out by force. Unexpectedly, the magic weapon resisted and cut my hand as a warning."

A few more people went in behind, and some came out injured, apparently with the same intentions as the young man in white, and were taught a little lesson by the magic weapon.

Now Ji Lingheng and the boy in black were the only ones who did not go in.

Ji Lingheng walked in first.

The huge military hall exudes a cold and grand atmosphere of a bronze building. There are various magic weapons displayed in it, including halberds, knives, spears, swords, whips, gourds, tripods...there are countless types.

All the instruments were suspended in mid-air, emitting their own light, enveloping Ji Lingheng.