Pursuing Longevity With an Immortal Mansion

Chapter 263 is different from the past (two chapters in one)

"Brothers from Piaoxue Pavilion and Waning Moon Valley, why are you here at this time?"

"In the past, it was rarely the custom to invite monks from other sects to observe the ceremony of accepting disciples."

"Could it be that something happened at the Hanwu Lingshi Mine?"

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

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

Turning around and scanning the surroundings, many fellow disciples who participated in the apprenticeship ceremony had expressions of surprise and confusion in their eyes, even the leader Zhuang Ziling was no exception.

Obviously, the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Waning Moon Valley arrived suddenly, and no one received any news in advance.

Two escaping 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 suddenly looked above the dojo, his pupils shrinking.

I saw a figure wearing a dark blue wide robe, who didn't know when he came to the top of the dojo.

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

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

Like a sword in its scabbard, it will be used only when it is not released. Once it is released, everyone will be shocked.

"This seems to be the real Changfeng whom I have met from a distance?"

Liu Yu was shocked.

One of the hallmarks of a Golden Core cultivator is the ability to fly in the air without the aid of objects. There is no doubt that this person is a Golden Core elder of our sect.

He felt an unprecedented powerful aura from this elder, more powerful than any Jindan monk he had ever seen before.

The difference is just like comparing the ordinary Lingshan Mountain within the sect with the seven main peaks. Although they are both equally tall, the gap between them is very obvious.

Perhaps because of time travel and rebirth, Liu Yu's spiritual sense was much sharper than that of monks in the same realm. It was not until he noticed the breath of Master Changfeng that the other foundation-building monks in the field noticed it one after another.

"Zhenren Changfeng!"

A fellow Ji Zhu disciple let out a low cry, recognizing the identity of this elder.

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

"It's Elder Li Changfeng!"

A fellow student asked, and then got a definite answer.

Generally, foundation-building monks have very little contact with golden elixir monks. Of course, it is impossible to know the identities of all golden elixir elders. Since Liu Yu established the foundation, he has seen no more than two golden elixir monks.

"Does Elder Li Changfeng need to be alerted to matters like the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony?"

A question emerged in Liu Yu's mind.

People like Master Changfeng are among the top few among the Golden Core cultivators. The mere worship of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is not enough to alarm him, right?

I'm afraid that the appearance of Master Changfeng 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. Could it be that he appears here this time?"

"Junior brother Liu, we have to perform well later. If we are favored by Elder Changfeng, then it will be a smooth road from now on."

"Even if you condense the golden elixir, there might be a glimmer or two of hope."

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

After saying these words, he perked up and even seemed to stand much straighter, obviously with good expectations.

Changfeng Zhenren is a powerful person in the Chu Kingdom. He is one of the top Jindan monks. His reputation is spread even in the surrounding countries, and he can represent the Yuanyang Sect to a certain extent.

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

Liu Yu's expression remained normal, she shook her head slightly and said nothing.

Elder Changfeng appeared here this time, probably not because of the apprenticeship of the foundation-building monks in the sect, but because of the arrival of the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Waning Moon Valley.

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

"I'll pay my respects to Elder Changfeng!"

All the foundation-building monks saluted and said in unison, with various emotions such as admiration and yearning flashing in their eyes.

Seeing everyone saluting, Changfeng Zhenren, who was standing in the air with fluttering robes, just nodded slightly, stopped paying attention, and continued to look in the direction of the two magic weapons.

When the two magic weapons were approaching seven or eight miles from Tongtian Peak, I saw his lips opening and closing, as if he said something.

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

Finally, the two magic weapons stopped not far from Master Changfeng, and two people got down from them, flying in the air with only their physical bodies.

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

One of them is clearly the "Zhongxuan Zhenren" of Zangyue Valley who carries a black giant sword on his back. As for the other person, she is a female cultivator with snow-white skin and picturesque features.

She was wearing an elegant green dress, and her temperament was pure and elegant.

This Jurchen seemed to have little reputation. Not only did Liu Yu not recognize her, but none of the foundation-building monks present recognized her identity.

I don’t know what the three golden elixir monks said, I just saw them nodding to each other, and then Master Changfeng looked down at the position of Zhuang Ziling below, and his lips opened and closed as if he was giving some orders.

"Yes! Disciple, as ordered, must make proper arrangements for the visiting monks 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, a dozen foundation-building monks came out to control the magic weapon and landed on the place where the head Zhuang Ziling was.

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 that he had 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 been practicing 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 spiritual 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 spiritual 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 travel while looking for spiritual objects to assist in forming pills.

There are more men than women among the monks in Waning Moon Valley, 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 have more women than men, and among the ten of them 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.

However, 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 couldn't find any faults.

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

This elder is slightly fat and wears a gold-rimmed yellow robe. He has a relatively broad face and an inch-long beard spread across both jaws. His face is calm and intimidating.

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 the form of fighting."

"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, and 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 monks will understand them immediately.

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

Some people are happy and some are sad, especially some fellow disciples who are not good at fighting skills. There is a look of sadness on their faces. Such rules are obviously not good for them.

At the same time, some monks who have built their foundation for less than ten years and still have the opportunity to participate in the next apprenticeship ceremony secretly decided to improve their fighting skills after returning.

"Why did the long-established rules suddenly change?"

"Could it be related to the visit of two real people?"

"Does it have any profound meaning?"

Liu Yu and Qian Zhijin looked at each other, not knowing why, and there were many guesses in their minds.

However, the changes in the rules had little impact on him. He used to have a headache on how to show off his strengths, but now he only needs to go through two battles.

With his current strength, it would be relatively simple to defeat the monks in the early stages of foundation building, even if he was hiding his clumsiness.

Liu Yu made up her mind not to be in the limelight and hide most of her strength later. She "worked hard" to defeat a fellow student and advanced to the second round. However, she "lost the battle" and was defeated and eliminated.

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

At the same time, he didn't want to perform too well. If he was accepted as a direct disciple and was constantly summoned to guide him, he would lose everything.

All in all, it’s a process.

"Junior brothers, if you still have objections, you can raise them now."

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

No one said anything.

This is the sect's decision. None of the Jindan elders have any objections, and naturally they, the disciples, have no objections.

It should be noted that high-ranking sects such as Yuanyang Sect attach great importance to rules and will not change them easily.

But power is concentrated in the hands of high-level monks. If some rules are lagging behind, they can be changed very quickly. All the high-level monks need to do is discuss and decide.

Seeing that no one raised any objection, the monks attending the apprenticeship ceremony began to draw lots.

"Twenty-seven"

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

I communicated with Qian Zhijin and found out that the two had different numbers, so there was no situation where one of them was destined to be eliminated.

Otherwise, I can only say sorry in my heart. It is related to a century-old plan, and he, Liu, will not be merciful!

If the performance is too poor, even if there are greetings from the Yan family, Elder Li will not look good if he chooses such a monk to be his disciple, and I am afraid that no greeting will work.

The recommendation of the Yan family only adds weight to Liu Yu, but cannot influence the decision of a golden elixir monk. He does not have that value yet.

Moreover, with the rise of Master Changfeng, the Li family has a faint tendency to become the first family of Yuanyang Sect.

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

Being favored by the Golden Core cultivator, even if it is just a registered disciple, will be of great benefit to the new Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the path will be much smoother, so all the Foundation Establishment cultivators will basically show their true strength.

For this reason, monks often use real fire and are slightly injured. However, if there is a situation that may cause serious injury or even death, the elders will take action to stop it in time.

The battle did not go quickly. Many newly promoted foundation-building monks were of similar strength, delaying the fight. It was not until half a day later that it was Liu Yu's turn.

The first game was a "difficult victory" as expected. The mana was restored within an hour, and after another four hours, the second game started.

Liu Yu and his opponent's magical weapons and spells were used together, and they fought for more than a quarter of an hour before they "unfortunately lost."

PS: There are many flaws in some chapters before they are put on the shelves, and they will be revised one after another. Some comments were not deleted, but the structure of the paragraphs changed and they disappeared naturally.