Lord of the Divine Show

This day.

early morning.

The mighty bells came from the direction of Xuanhaimen, layer upon layer, cleansing the soul.

The originally shrouded mist dispersed, revealing such wonderful sights as the Qiong Tower and Jade House, the Immortal Palace, hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, and apes offering fruits.

Several streams of light, either controlling magic weapons or riding spiritual beasts, flew out from the mountain gate and arrived outside the Laifu Inn, circling continuously over the huge square.

Everyone in Linxian Town was excited, knowing that the day for the Xuanhai Gate to open had arrived.

Outside the town, Zhu Ling'er had a serious face and shouted: "Break camp and go to the Immortal Fate Conference!"

There were many people who made the same choice as her, and everyone crowded together and gathered in one place.

…

In the blink of an eye, the square was filled with people.

Zhong Shenxiu walked out of the small courtyard and chose a window seat to watch the show on the second floor of Laifu Inn.

Of course, he would not pay a low price to become a disciple. He just planned to meet the founder of Danjie as a Taoist friend and discuss Taoism when the Xuanhai Gate opened.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the stream of light hovering in the sky fell to the ground, and several figures appeared. There were streams of light flying around them, making it look like an immortal scene.

"Listen!"

One of them, a young man in his 20s, with a high crown and Taoist robe and a long sword on his back, took a step forward and his voice could be heard from far and near: "Today is the auspicious day for my Xuanhaimen to open its gates. I will recruit disciples from all over the world. All of them are no more than fifteen years old." , children who are above the middle level of Dao Ji can come forward and let me wait for the test. After passing the test, they can worship at the mountain gate."

As soon as this statement came out, many people looked disappointed.

"This qualification is quite strict..."

"I...I just celebrated my birthday and am now sixteen. What should I do?"

"Master Immortal, please show mercy!"

A Sanren who looked to be at least in his twenties threw himself in front of the young man, as if he wanted to hug his thigh and beg: "I heard that there is a fairy fate here, and I worked hard to come here from other places for three years. Master..."

boom!

Before he could finish his words, the man was already thrown out and hit a wall, with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

A look of disgust flashed across the young man's face, and he yelled: "Isn't it clear what I said? Those who don't meet the conditions should not come up... In addition, he has practiced other side techniques and refined his Qi on his own. Yes, don’t humiliate yourself!”

As soon as this statement came out, many school-age children looked sad.

They are all disciples of casual cultivators, and they were taught the family-style techniques early on.

Unexpectedly, it actually harmed them.

"Your Excellency, the Immortal Master, the villain Liu Wendong of Linxian Town wants the child to give it a try."

At this time, Liu Wendong was the first to step forward.

He is an old man in Linxian Town. He knows all kinds of taboos and is fully prepared.

"Well, come up and give it a try."

The young man with the sword behind his back softened slightly, looked at the boy behind Liu Wendong, and asked, "What's your name?"

Most of the locals in Linxian Town have inextricable connections with the disciples of the Xuanhai Sect. They are considered half of our own people, so they are naturally more friendly.

"Liu...Liu Wugen!"

Liu Wendong's son looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old and was wearing a blue cloth. He looked at the young man with some fear and some envy.

The young man's palms flew up, he touched Liu Wugen's body, and nodded: "The bone age is fourteen! Please ask senior brother to check the Taoist qualifications!"

Behind him, another young man in brocade came out holding a folding fan.

The young man was handsome and graceful as jade. He gently tapped the folding fan in his hand and landed on Liu Wugen's forehead. After a moment, his expression was slightly surprised: "The foundation of the middle and upper grades is good. I passed the test!"

"Thank you, Master Immortal, thank you Master Immortal!"

Liu Wendong was overjoyed and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Everyone around him looked envious.

"Liu Jiazi, this is a step to the sky."

"These five roots have been dull since childhood. They didn't successfully build the foundation a few days ago. I thought he was going to miss the auspicious day. Unexpectedly, he built the foundation before the Immortal Fate Conference. This is also good luck."

…

Among the crowd, Zhu Ling'er looked at the young master who began to test the children's foundations one by one, and a hint of joy flashed on his face: "Sure enough, it is this immortal master, Hong Yuanxiong, an inner disciple of the Xuanhai Sect. My father didn't know how much thought it took to find out. When this person presided over this Immortal Fate Conference, he also found out that this immortal master wanted to refine a flying sword, so he sent a piece of hundred-refined black iron to him in advance. Brother Long'er was not only sure of it, but he could also get it in the door. take care of."

Zhu Long'er seemed a little nervous when he saw children coming forward one after another, but sixty-seven out of ten of them were ruthlessly rejected.

Zhu Ling'er quickly touched his head and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, brother, go up. My Zhu family will depend on you in the future."

A look of determination appeared on Zhu Long'er's face and he stepped forward.

Above the Laifu Inn, Zhong Shenxiu looked calm, looking at the various things in the world, and felt that his Taoist heart seemed to have some insights.

"Fell into a trap!"

He heard a happy voice in the box again.

With his spiritual awareness, he saw several people gathered in a private room of Laifu Inn, surrounded by a young nobleman.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, the Zhu family has indeed fallen into the trap."

A scribe holding a feather fan smiled.

"Haha... The Zhu family are just businessmen, they are just pigs raised by me in Yue country! They will be killed when they get fat... and they want to create an immortal to get rid of control and dream!"

The fourth prince looked grim.

The Rising Sun Trading Company was making money every day in the country of Yue and controlling the national economy and people's livelihood, which had long made knowledgeable people very afraid.

It's just a matter of worshiping a few immortal masters, but he actually wants to cultivate immortals himself.

If Zhu Longer succeeds in his apprenticeship and even wins the favor of the Xuanhaimen ancestor, wouldn't the Zhu family's status be unshakable and even give rise to some inexplicable ambitions?

"I heard that Zhu Long'er has good qualifications, and he has spent a lot of money to train him, creating a superior Taoist foundation."

When the fourth prince said this, his face twisted. He was just a middle-grade person.

"Just deposing Immortal Fate is not enough for the thousand-year-old cold light iron that my father personally took out from the treasure house!"

Influenced by ancient customs, practitioners in this world prefer to refine magic weapons such as flying swords to ward off enemies and refine demons for self-defense.

As long as you have a good flying sword and an exquisite swordsmanship, you can easily kill the enemy even if you cross a level.

Hong Yuanxiong just wanted to practice a flying sword, and everyone knew this.

The Zhu family spent a lot of money on this and gave a piece of hundred-refined black iron as a gift. However, it was only the lowest quality material for refining the flying sword. Even if it could be made, the flying sword would not be of the lowest quality.

But the Thousand-Year Cold Light Iron secretly sent by the Yue Kingdom is different. Using it as a sword embryo, after decades of hard work, the quality of the flying sword may be improved, and even when it flies out to kill the enemy, it can also be attached with some ice. gas.

For a Taoist cultivator, the flying sword is like a second life.

Therefore, after Hong Yuanxiong received the Millennium Cold Light Iron, he immediately made the decision to sell the Zhu family!

Zhu Long'er knew nothing about this. After passing the bone-touching test, he came to Hong Yuanxiong and looked at the man who was said to have accepted the bribe, showing a flattering smile.