Fairy cage

The scarlet flame appeared in everyone's eyes, and many people exclaimed:

"It is worthy of being the temple of the five internal organs. The Dan Fire on the mountain is so dazzling!"

"I wonder how much medicinal materials are needed to maintain this kind of Dan Fire."

Yu Lie raised his eyebrows slightly and thought secretly: "Dan Fire?"

He searched for memories in his mind and soon found that because the Changsheng Realm was underground, there was no sun, and there was no distinction between day and night in the wild. It was dark everywhere, and many places were kept dark all year round.

Only in various villages, towns or Taoist temples, there is "Dan Fire". Its blazing fire can drive away evil and avoid disasters, illuminate the surroundings and provide light.

The more vigorous the Dan Fire is, the more people can survive.

"It seems that the secret medicine of the practitioners in this world is also linked to this Dan Fire? I wonder if this Dan Fire is a strange object or a spell..." Yu Lie said in his heart.

The group of people who came to pay respects to the mountain lined up in a long snake formation, along the mountain path at the foot of the mountain, circling up the mountain.

Along the way, from time to time, someone would ride a paper horse or a kite, flying down the mountain, with strange and chic movements, which made everyone in the team envious.

"Everyone travels by using talismans!"

"The people in the Taoist temple are really not comparable to the laymen down in the mountain. Look, even the errand boys here have some skills."

The rest of the people were mixed in with them, and occasionally looked up and saw a group of strong errand boys, stepping on the rocks, like an old ape, and like a long python, passing by everyone with murderous aura.

Compared with those disciples in the mountains who used talismans, the errand boys seemed crude, but compared with them, a group of new disciples who had not yet entered the mountain, they were still extraordinary.

After three hours, the team trudged to the highest peak of Wuzhi Mountain. There was a wide square on the mountain, and a palace was built behind the square. Although the plaque was pressed in the shadow, the three words "Wu Zangmiao" could be vaguely seen.

This place seemed to be the main hall of Wu Zangmiao Taoism.

When Yu Lie and others arrived, other people had already gathered in front of the main hall. The other party was in two groups, lying or sitting in other directions, and each one looked listless.

The outer disciples who led Yu Lie and others immediately walked out of the crowd and ran to a black-robed man in front of the main hall, as if they were making a deal.

The outer disciples and the black-robed man pointed at Yu Lie and others from time to time, as if they were counting heads.

Not long after, the black-robed man waved his hand, and the outer disciples bowed and all retreated. The black-robed man shook his sleeves, and vines grew out of his sleeves, entwined in front of him, and turned into a table and chair woven of wooden vines.

He sat in front of the main hall and glanced at Yu Lie and others.

A thunderous explosion sounded in everyone's ears immediately:

"New disciples, come and register quickly, no more waiting!"

Many people in the crowd looked around, feeling novel about the unfamiliar environment around them, and suddenly heard an inexplicable shout in their ears, and they were all shocked. Among them, there were many alert people who had been paying attention to the movements of the outer disciples like Yu Lie.

So when the black-robed man shouted, they immediately spread their steps and hurriedly walked towards each other. Soon they formed a long line in front of the black-robed man, crooked.

Yu Lie could have rushed to the front of the team and registered first, but he wanted to observe more about the so-called "registration" process, so he fell behind and ranked in the middle and back position.

"Close your eyes, don't resist."

"Sixth level of spiritual roots, named Chicken Flower. Allowed to receive the outer gate token. Name?"

Voices and trembling answers rang out at the front of the team, making the new disciples in line anxious.

Yu Lie listened, and the tension in his heart became less and less. Because he found that the black-robed man who made the list asked very simple questions, even perfunctory.

When Yu Lie came forward, because the other party had already registered sixty or seventy people, he became even more impatient.

"Hello, senior." Yu Lie showed a reserved look on his face, and quickly presented the token in his hand, which was a token.

The other party glanced at the token, without looking up, and wrote on the yellow book in his hand, and read: "Jia's humble family, outer disciple order. Close your eyes."

Yu Lie closed his eyes as he was told, and then he immediately felt something like vines tightly binding his body. The back of his head felt cold, and the spiritual root hidden in his spine was also forced out.

"The spiritual root is three inches and eight inches long, less than four inches, sixth grade."

The black-robed man finished muttering, then raised his head, looked at Yu Lie's face, and recorded: "Spiritual root type, millet grass."

The other party's words entered Yu Lie's ears, which made Yu Lie's heart jump, and he thought to himself: "Isn't my spiritual root a dogtail grass? Could it be that after swallowing the spiritual roots of the other two people, not only has the appearance changed slightly, but the nature of the spiritual root has also changed?"

This also made him feel more confident.

Dogtail grass spiritual roots are too common. If he joins the mountain gate with such spiritual roots, he will not be respected, and it may expose his fact that he replaced the son of a noble family.

"You can open your eyes now."

After the black-robed man finished recording what he was saying to himself, he waved his hand impatiently: "Go down."

Yu Lie suddenly felt the restraint around him suddenly disappear, and he felt relaxed all over.

He quickly bowed his hand toward the other party, put away the token that had been replaced by a seal with the word "foreign" engraved on it, and retreated.

Only after he blended into the crowd again did Yu Lie breathe a sigh of relief.

He sat cross-legged among the crowd, holding the outer door token, his eyes flickering: "It was easier than I thought, that person didn't even ask for my name, he just looked at the token and that was it.

It seems that from now on, I will be a member of the Five Zang Temple, and my name will be ‘Jami’! "

The word "Jia Mi" is exactly the name of the third young master. This name seems to be based on the other party's spiritual roots.

Because in Yu Lie's memory, people in Zhuangzi often called each other "the third young master Xiaomi". And "millet" is the common name for corn.

"Hey!" Yu Lie suddenly realized something:

"Many people in Zhuangzi also have foxtail grass spiritual roots, but the master, Mr. Jia and others, mostly have what the people of the Wu Zang Temple just called the 'corn grass spiritual roots'.

It is said that corn was selected and cultivated by the ancestors from Setaria sibirica... Could it be that the evolution of spiritual roots in this world also has such a pattern? "

He thought about it secretly.