Rebirth of fantasy: Obtain the sect system

"High Grade qualification!" The four people were shocked.

Linggu was also attracted and asked, "What's going on?"

The four people quickly raised their hands and replied: "Elder Ling, this person's qualifications have been identified as High Grade!"

Oh~! Then Linggu looked at the thin man and asked softly: "Little brother, what is your name and where are you from? Can you tell me?"

It's not that High Grade qualifications are so good in Linggu's eyes, he has even seen Supreme Grade Saint Grade.

But he felt like he was a little lucky. Not long after he recruited a disciple, he met someone with High Grade qualifications.

However, Linggu didn't bother to think too much, and it was very good to have High Grade qualifications.

Nowadays, almost all sects have middle and low grade qualifications. There are too many disciples with low grade qualifications and only a few high grade qualifications.

ah! The man was a little nervous when he heard this and looked up timidly. What he saw in front of him was a middle-aged man. Linggu, who was wearing a Qingxuan Taoist robe, was looking at him with a smile on his face.

The kind face couldn't help but make his heart soften slightly.

But he slowly lowered his head. He knew that this person's temperament was extraordinary at first glance. He could never catch up with it and couldn't afford to offend him. His inferiority complex made him stand there motionless.

There is really nothing we can do about it. A person with low self-esteem will indeed have this kind of mentality when meeting someone with a good temperament.

It wasn't until a strong man behind him told him to hurry up that he came back to his senses, nodded and bowed to the person behind him, and apologized, saying sorry and sorry.

However, Linggu was a little unhappy when he heard this, and frowned slightly. It was not that he was small, but that in a fantasy world, strong people were talking to each other. How could a weak person interrupt?

This strong man is like this now.

A pair of sharp eyes stared directly at the strong man. The strong man was a little scared by these eyes, as if he knew what he said was wrong. He could only lower his head as much as possible and kept praying in his heart: don't kill me, don't kill me or something like that.

Linggu was not a fussy person either. He glanced at him and said nothing.

Then he smiled and asked the man again: "Little brother, how about you follow me from now on?!"

This sentence made the man stunned. He didn't understand why such a person would accept a waste like him as his apprentice.

In fact, in Linggu's eyes, he felt that this person was so similar to himself back then, with the same inferiority complex and the same cowardice.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on the back of the strong man standing behind him. He was afraid that the man would retaliate against him. When everyone was still watching the man, he ran away quickly.

The three people in mid-air also saw this scene.

"This boy's talent is indeed excellent. If he is trained properly, he can indeed become a strong man. But unfortunately, he is too timid and cowardly." The old man nodded at first, and then shook his head in disappointment.

However, the woman on the side was a little surprised and said: "But this Profound Heaven Sect must be very lucky. Not long after recruiting disciples, I met someone with High Grade qualifications!"

The man smiled and said, "Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched. Everything depends on God's will!"

That's right! The old man nodded and looked at the man with a smile.

"Luck does rarely happen to us, but it really depends on God's will. But it happens a lot to a certain type of person!"

"A kind of person? I wonder if master can tell who this person is?" the two asked curiously.

The old man looked at them and smiled: "That is the legendary Son of Fortune. Only the Son of Fortune can have great luck!"

"The luck that happens to ordinary people is simply ordinary for them."

The woman was slightly surprised: "Ah! Is Master so powerful? If you say so, can they become powerful Martial Emperors in an instant!"

When the old man heard this, he shook his head: "I don't know about this. After all, I only saw it in ancient books. I don't know whether Son of Fortune really exists or not!"

All right! The woman seemed a little disappointed.

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"

The man knelt down on his knees and bowed to Ling Gu without any further hesitation.

Seeing the man kowtow three times and his forehead was bleeding, Linggu quickly told him to stop!

Then he helped him up with both hands: "Disciple, get up!"

"Thank you Master!"

"Okay, you haven't told me yet, what is your name?"

"Master, my disciple's name is Zhao Lei!" Zhao Lei said respectfully.

"So do you live here?"

Zhao Lei shook his head: "I don't live here, I was abducted here!"

At this point, Linggu's face first changed from a smile to a scowl. He frowned and asked, "Who abducted you here? You told me, master, and I will go and get it now!"

These words moved Zhao Lei. He hadn't felt cared for by others for a long time, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"Master, this force is very strong, and the people above him are the people around the three deities in Wuyuan Ancient City!"

"I also relied on their carelessness to escape, otherwise my disciple might have died inside."

"Three people!" Linggu thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Lei and said: "Master, I will take you to see someone first. If he is willing to help, let alone destroy that force, there is no need to panic even if the three people come in person! "

"good!"

Zhao Lei was then taken to the Tianxuan Ark by Linggu, and the two of them walked slowly towards Xiao Ran's palace.

After a few breaths, the two arrived at the main hall.

Looking at Xiao Ran who was refining pills at the side, Linggu thought for a while and then said: "Master Xiao, I have something to tell you!"

Xiao Ran, who was refining alchemy, raised his eyebrows! Opening his eyes, he looked at the person behind Linggu.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here!"

Linggu nodded and then told Xiao Ran everything that Zhao Lei just said.

Xiao Ran just nodded and said nothing.

Using the seals with both hands, a raging fire burst out of the pill furnace, and the next moment there was a bang and twelve Pill Pattern-filled pills flew into Xiao Ran's hands.

A porcelain bottle appeared in Xiao Ran's hand, and then he put all the elixirs into it.

"If it's true as you say, leave now!"

Xiao Ran said directly without any nonsense.

Linggu exhaled and clasped his fists in thanks, "Then thank you so much, Master Xiao. If Master Xiao has anything to do in the future, you can come to me directly and I will do my best to help you!"

"It's okay, we're all from the same sect, it's just a trivial matter!"

Immediately stepping out, Linggu saw this and wrapped Zhao Lei with spiritual power and followed.

People outside were still queuing up to test their qualifications when a whirlwind of spiritual power suddenly passed over their heads, followed by Master Linggu and his disciples.

The two brothers Qingfeng and Qingxuan who were located below did not know why, and Wu Huai also stood there blankly until a voice sounded in the minds of several people.

"You continue to recruit disciples, Xiao Feng and I will go out for a while."

The three people in mid-air also saw this scene.

"Master, what happened to them? Why are they running so fast? It feels like something big happened!"

The old man shook his head to express that he was unclear, but he actually already had the answer in his heart.

"Master, why don't we follow up and take a look!" the man on the side said softly.

Um! The old man nodded slightly.