Immortal Palace Longevity

"Why did the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Cangyue Valley come here at this time?"

"In the past, it was rare to invite monks from other sects to watch the ceremony of accepting disciples."

"Could it be that there was another change in the matter of the Hanwu Spirit Stone Mine?"

Looking at the two magic weapons, Liu Yu frowned, and many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

As for the two sects attacking the mountain gate together? This is impossible. A few Jindan monks cannot shake the Yuanyang Sect.

Turning his head and looking around, many fellow disciples who participated in the ceremony of accepting disciples were surprised and puzzled, even the head of the sect, Zhuang Ziling, was no exception.

It was obvious that the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Cangyue Valley came suddenly, and no one received the news in advance.

The two lights, one red and one white, were as powerful as a rainbow, and they were about to approach the Zhenyang Dojo.

Suddenly, Liu Yu's keen spiritual sense felt a slight fluctuation, and he looked up at the dojo, and his pupils shrank.

I saw a figure wearing a dark green wide Taoist robe, who came to the top of the dojo at some point.

This man looked at the direction of the two escape lights, and stood quietly in the air without relying on any magic weapon.

He looked to be about 40 or 50 years old, with a two-inch long black beard, a thin face, three-dimensional features, fair skin, and a calm temperament.

Like a sword in a scabbard, it is fine if it is not out, but it will definitely shock everyone if it is out.

"This seems to be... Changfeng Zhenren who I have seen from afar?"

Liu Yu was shocked.

Flying in the air without the help of tools is one of the signs of a Jindan cultivator. This person is undoubtedly a Jindan elder of this sect.

He felt an unprecedented powerful aura from this elder, which was stronger than any Jindan cultivator he had seen before.

The difference between them is like the comparison between an ordinary sacred mountain and the seven main peaks in the sect. Although they are equally tall, the gap between them is very obvious.

Perhaps because of his rebirth, Liu Yu's spiritual perception was far more acute than that of the cultivators at the same level. It was not until he noticed the breath of Changfeng Zhenren that the other foundation-building cultivators in the field realized it one after another.

"Changfeng Zhenren!"

A fellow foundation-building cultivator exclaimed and recognized the identity of this elder.

"Could it be Elder Li Changfeng, who is famous in all countries and has amazing magical powers?"

"It is Elder Li Changfeng!"

A fellow disciple asked a question and then got a positive answer.

Generally, foundation-building cultivators have very little contact with Jindan cultivators, so of course it is impossible for them to know the identities of all Jindan elders. Since Liu Yu established his foundation, he has seen no more than a handful of Jindan cultivators.

"Does it need to alarm Elder Li Changfeng for such a ceremony of accepting disciples?"

A question emerged in Liu Yu's mind.

A person like Changfeng Zhenren is also one of the top few among Jindan cultivators. The matter of a mere foundation-building cultivator becoming a disciple is not enough to alarm him, right?

I'm afraid that the appearance of Changfeng Zhenren is related to the visit of Piaoxue Pavilion and Cangyue Pavilion!

Liu Yu secretly guessed.

"It is rumored that Elder Changfeng has just accepted a disciple. Is he here this time to?"

"Junior Brother Liu, we must perform well later. If we are favored by Elder Changfeng, then we will have a smooth road in the future."

"Even if it is to condense the golden elixir, there may be a little hope."

Senior Brother Qian muttered to himself, and suddenly told Liu Yu his guess.

After the words fell, he was refreshed, and it seemed that even his standing posture was straightened a lot, obviously with good expectations.

Changfeng Zhenren was feared by the Chu State and was one of the top golden elixir cultivators. Even in the surrounding countries, his reputation spread and he could represent Yuanyang Sect to a certain extent.

Therefore, there are many admirers in the sect, and he is the goal of many cultivators to practice hard.

Liu Yu's face was normal, and he shook his head slightly without speaking.

This time, Elder Changfeng appeared here, probably not for the purpose of the foundation-building monks in the sect to become disciples, but because of the arrival of the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Cangyue Valley.

Perhaps Qian Zhijin also admired this elder, so he didn't think too much for a while, and when he came to his senses, he could figure out the cause and effect.

"We greet Elder Changfeng!"

The foundation-building monks saluted and said in unison, with all kinds of emotions such as admiration and yearning flashing in their eyes.

Seeing everyone saluting, Changfeng Zhenren, who was standing in the air with fluttering sleeves, just nodded slightly, and then ignored him and continued to look in the direction of the two magic weapons.

When the two magic weapons were about seven or eight miles away from Tongtian Peak, he opened and closed his lips, and seemed to say something.

But the foundation-building monks below did not hear any sound, which obviously used superb skills.

Finally, the two magic weapons stopped not far from Changfeng Zhenren, and two people came down from them, and they also flew in the air with their flesh bodies.

They greeted each other as if they had known each other for a long time, and they said something with their lips, but the voices were also unknown to the group of foundation-building cultivators.

One of them was the "Zhongxuan Zhenren" of Cangyue Valley who carried a black giant sword, and the other was a female cultivator with skin as white as snow and eyebrows as beautiful as picturesque.

She wore an elegant green long dress, and her temperament was pure and beautiful.

This female cultivator seemed to be unknown. Not only did Liu Yu not know her, but none of the foundation-building cultivators present recognized her identity.

I don't know what the three Jindan cultivators said, I only saw them nodding to each other, and then Zhenren Changfeng looked down at the position of Zhuang Ziling below, and his lips seemed to be telling something.

"Yes! Disciple obeys your order, and I must properly arrange for the visiting cultivators from the two sects!"

When facing Elder Jindan, Zhuang Ziling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, without any "majesty" of the leader.

Master Zhongxuan in the sky and Jurchen in green skirt in Piaoxue Pavilion also gave orders to the monks on the magic weapon.

After a while, on the silver-white flying sword magic weapon and the red embroidered tower magic weapon, more than a dozen foundation-building monks came out to control the magic weapon and fell towards the place where the leader Zhuang Ziling was located.

After everyone got down, the two masters put away their magic weapons and followed Master Changfeng to fly to the mountainside of Tongtian Peak that was obscured by clouds and mist.

Their figures quickly entered the clouds and mist and disappeared in front of the foundation-building monks.

Liu Yu also withdrew his gaze. The matters discussed between the Jindan monks were not something he could know for the time being, so there was no need to waste time thinking about them.

Then he looked at the visiting Foundation Establishment monks from the two sects, with a little curiosity in his heart.

This was the first time for him to have close contact with the Foundation Establishment monks who were also from a large sect, not counting the battle with the Hehuan sect monks.

Liu Yu has practiced stability for decades and has never been out of Qingzhou, so naturally he doesn't have many opportunities to interact with him.

On the one hand, there is no shortage of spirit stones in the Immortal Mansion. The currently needed resources for cultivating immortals can be purchased through sect channels. There is no need to travel around and take risks to find resources to earn spirit stones like casual cultivators and small family monks do. .

On the one hand, the cultivation level in the early stage of foundation building is still too low, and it is not enough to cope with the greater dangers, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the cultivation strength.

Liu Yu's expectation was that it would be best to practice to the late stage of foundation building, and then go out to travel while looking for spiritual objects to assist in forming pills.

The monks in the Waning Moon Valley are more male than female, but without exception, they all carry a sword on their backs, which seems to mean that strangers are not allowed to enter; while the monks in Piaoxue Pavilion are more female than male, and among the ten there are There are nine female monks and only one male monk.

The clothes of these female cultivators are different from those in the Cold Mist Lingshi Mine. They are more formal in comparison. Most of them are standard white clothes or long skirts. At first glance, they do look a bit "fairy".

But unlike the imagined aloofness of fairies, they are not independent from the world. Instead, they are more sociable. The female cultivators who know people in Yuanyang Sect are already saying hello sweetly.

The monks from the same major sects are not in a tense situation now. The monks from the three sects are generally friendly, at least on the surface, and no bloody things have happened.

Zhuang Ziling waited patiently for a while, and then arranged them into the pavilion prepared for visitors.

Liu Yu, Qian Zhijin and other monks who participated in the apprenticeship ceremony continued to stand and wait.

The difference in cultivation brings about the difference in status. Even if a low-level monk waits for a few days or nights for a high-level monk, it is just an ordinary thing. No monk will think there is anything wrong with this.

On the contrary, it is extremely disrespectful for low-level monks to make high-level monks wait for a long time, which may cause unpredictable consequences.

But perhaps because of the visitors, Liu Yu and others did not wait long.

About a quarter of an hour later, seven golden elixir-level spiritual pressures suddenly appeared on the mountainside, and then seven rays of escaping light rushed out of the clouds and mist, quickly approaching the Zhenyang Dojo.

"Rumble"

At the same time, a mechanism in the center of the dojo seemed to be touched, the bluestone on the surface sank, and a high platform emerged from it.

This high platform is about seven feet long and nine feet high. There are also seven vermilion Taishi chairs placed on it, which is enough to easily overlook any place in the dojo.

The light fell on the high platform, and seven golden elixir elders appeared, four men and three women.

"See you elders!"

The monks who participated in the ceremony saluted respectfully. Although they were not as respectful as they were when facing Master Changfeng, they were still well-behaved and could not find any faults.

Liu Yu also saluted respectfully, and then saw someone among the seven elders, his eyes twinkling.

This elder was slightly fat and wore a gold-rimmed yellow robe. He had a relatively broad face and an inch-long beard spread all over his jaws. There was a touch of majesty on his face.

This person is none other than Elder Li Changkong whom Yan Hongyu mentioned!

He sat on the third chair from the left, almost to the center. He seemed to have a higher status among the elders.

After saluting, Zhuang Ziling immediately walked over quickly, stood under the high platform and reported something, and then listened to the elders' instructions, nodding and bowing in agreement while listening.

After a while, after the elders finished speaking, Zhuang Ziling came back with a pot of bamboo sticks in his hand.

He coughed twice and then announced:

"Junior brothers and sisters who are participating in the apprenticeship ceremony, the elders have arrived and the ceremony has officially begun!"

"I hope all the junior brothers and sisters will perform well, so that you can be favored by the elders."

After a polite sentence or two at the beginning, Zhuang Ziling added:

"However, the elders just issued the sect's order. This time, the way of showing oneself in the apprenticeship ceremony is different. It will be held in a fighting method."

"You get your own number by drawing lots. Junior brothers with the same number on the bamboo sticks start a battle on the fighting stage. The winner advances and the loser is eliminated. If this continues, the final ranking will be determined."

"Fighting is a competition, the purpose is to show one's own cultivation achievements, not to fight bravely, so you can't hit too hard, causing your fellow disciples to be seriously injured or killed."

"Violators will be disqualified from participating in the ceremony and will be dealt with according to the sect rules."

"However, I would like to remind all junior brothers and sisters that the ranking of fighting skills is only for reference."

"The higher the ranking, the easier it is to be favored by the elders, but it does not necessarily mean that you will be selected. The lower ranking does not mean that you have lost the opportunity."

"Everything still depends on the wishes of the elders."

The rules are simple and easy to understand, and all the cultivators understood them as soon as they heard them.

But this sudden change, which was completely different from the past, made many cultivators look at each other in bewilderment.

Some were happy and some were sad, especially some fellow disciples who were not good at fighting skills. They all had a look of sadness on their faces. Such rules were obviously not in their favor.

At the same time, some cultivators who had built their foundation for less than ten years and had the opportunity to participate in the next disciple-recruiting ceremony secretly decided to improve their fighting skills after returning.

"Why did you suddenly change the rules that have always been there?"

"Is it related to the visit of the two real people?"

"Is there any deep meaning?"

Liu Yu and Qian Zhijin looked at each other, neither of them knew why, and they were guessing in their hearts.

However, the change of the rules did not affect him much. He used to have to worry about how to show his strengths, but now he only needed to go through two fights.

With his current strength, even if he was hiding his weaknesses, it was relatively easy to defeat a cultivator in the early stage of building the foundation.

Liu Yu made up his mind not to show off, and then hide his strength. He would "try hard" to defeat a fellow disciple to advance to the second round, and then "fight hard" and be eliminated.

Anyway, he was an "internally appointed disciple". As long as his performance was not too bad, he would eventually be selected by Elder Changkong.

At the same time, he didn't want to perform too well. If he was accepted as a personal disciple and was summoned to his side for guidance from time to time, he would lose more than he gained.

In short, it was just a process.

"My fellow disciples, if you have any objections, you can raise them now."

After a while, when everyone digested this information, Zhuang Ziling asked again.

... No one spoke.

This was the decision of the sect. The Jindan elders had no objection, and they, the disciples, naturally had no objection.

It should be noted that the Yuanyang Sect, a high-ranking sect, attaches great importance to rules and will not change easily.

But the power is concentrated in the hands of high-level cultivators. If some rules are lagging behind, they can be changed very quickly. It only takes the high-level cultivators to discuss and decide.

Seeing that no one raised any objections, the monks who participated in the disciple-taking ceremony began to draw lots.

"Twenty-seven"

Liu Yu drew a bamboo stick from the pot and got his number.

After communicating with Qian Zhijin, the two people's numbers were different, and there was no situation where one of them was destined to be eliminated.

Otherwise, he could only say forgiveness in his heart. This was related to the century-long plan of the Tao, and he, Liu, would not be merciful!

If the performance was too bad, although there was a call from the Yan family, it would not look good for Elder Li to choose such a monk as a disciple. I am afraid that no call would work.

The recommendation of the Yan family only helped Liu Yu add weight, but it could not influence the decision of a Jindan monk. He did not have that value for the time being.

Moreover, with the rise of Changfeng Zhenren, the Li family has already had a tendency to become the first family of Yuanyang Sect.

From the beginning, the foundation-building monks with the same number stepped onto the fighting stage and began to fight.

Being favored by a Jindan cultivator, even if it is just a registered disciple, is also beneficial to the newly promoted foundation-building cultivators. The path will be much smoother because of this, so all the foundation-building cultivators basically showed their true strength.

For this reason, cultivators often get slightly injured when they use their true fire, but if there is a situation that may be seriously injured or even die, the elders will take action to stop it in time.

The battle was not fast, and the strength of many newly promoted foundation-building cultivators was not much different, which delayed the time until Liu Yu's turn half a day later.

The first game was a "hard win" as expected. He recovered his mana in an hour in the middle, and the second game started after another four hours.

Liu Yu and his opponent used magic weapons and spells together, and fought for more than a quarter of an hour before "regrettably losing".