Wear It with Space

Shen Ling was standing in front of Lingyunzong's mountain gate, although he had been told by the system beforehand that he was now in an extremely mysterious world of Xianxia. But seeing those immortal cultivators flying around in the sky with flying swords, Shen Ling couldn't help but look up again.

A cultivator just flew up not far away. She was wearing a lake-blue vestment with delicate patterns embroidered on it. Although she was doing flying with a sword, which seemed extremely dangerous to Shen Ling, the expression on her face was quite different. It's extremely relaxing, just like walking in the back garden of your own home, and it looks very laid back.

Shen Ling was stunned. The Dao Tong who was responsible for taking them in for the test stood in front of the mountain gate and called out the names of twenty people, including Shen Ling's name in this life, Duan Qingrou.

Shen Ling and the twenty people followed Dao Tong into a very large square behind the mountain gate. There were five futons in the center of the square, and five cultivators of different clothes were sitting on it, in front of each cultivator. There is a small white jade table with a round and smooth stone on the table.

After all, Shen Ling is the author of a novel about Xiuxian, guessing that most of the stone is a measuring spirit stone that can detect the roots of the spirit.

The twenty of them were asked by Dao Tong to form five teams, and then walked to the stone one by one, put their hands on it to test for spiritual roots.

When it was Shen Ling's turn, she calmly placed her hand on it, and then she saw two colors on the stone, one was blue and the other was green.

The immortal cultivator sitting in front couldn't help but his eyes brightened. After sitting here for a long time, he finally waited for a Shuanglinggen with a slightly better aptitude. He couldn't help but put a smile on his face and pointed to the east, "Go there first. After the test is over, someone will arrange for you new disciples."

Shen Ling walked ten feet in the direction he was pointing, passing a platform in the middle, and saw five or six teenagers and girls about her age standing on the empty ground not far away.

Xu was found to have spiritual roots. These people seemed very excited. When they saw another newcomer, they walked around and asked her which colors were shown on the stone just now.

After Shen Ling answered, one of them wearing a goose yellow shirt said: "In this way, your qualifications are good, you are a more outstanding Mizuki Shuanglinggen. If nothing happens, you will probably be taken by those elders. To the door."

When she left her words, a teenager explained to the girl: "Yuan Xiaodie and I are both children of a family of cultivating immortals. We tested our spiritual roots when we were five years old, so we know what kind of spiritual roots the colors above represent."

Shen Ling has experienced so many worlds. Just by looking at the looks of him and Yuan Xiaodie, he knew that his aptitude was higher than that of them. Otherwise, based on their origin, why would he say so much to her as a mortal daughter.

After Shen Ling practiced so many times, his personality became more and more mellow. Seeing that both of them meant to flatter themselves, he humbled a few words.

In this way, if you say something to me, the people next to you can't get in the conversation, so naturally they just disperse, leaving only the three of them to talk. Shen Ling took the opportunity to ask how these new disciples would be arranged by the sect in the future.

The young man is Lin Feng said: "I heard from my father that after the test of spiritual roots is over, we people will be taken to the main hall of the Lingyun Sect. As long as there is nothing important, the elders in the clan will appear there. They will follow us. For his spiritual root attributes and good or bad, select new disciples with better aptitude to come to their sect. These people will be inner disciples in the future. The rest will be assigned to the outer sect, that is, the outer disciple."

Shen Ling nodded when she heard this. It seemed that the setting of this world was not much different from the family of cultivating immortals she knew. It's one thing to just understand, it's another thing to experience it personally. Thinking that Zongmen disciples would go down the mountain to practice after a certain level of cultivation, and the dangers and inevitable fights encountered during the practice, Shen Ling couldn't help but feel a little headache when he thought about it. That's not the way of fighting in the martial arts world. simple.

After all, the discussion can be done until the end, unless the two sides have a deep hatred, otherwise it will generally not kill anyone. The world of Xiuxian is different, because there are too many factors that constitute disputes, such as the pill that can improve cultivation, such as the treasures left by the ancient monks, etc., these are the reasons for the other party to take the opportunity to kill you. It can be said to be a thousand times more dangerous than the world of martial arts.

Although Shen Ling knew that after she was killed, the worst result was nothing more than mission failure, but she still didn't want to fall into that ending. So the only way is to worship a strong master and try to improve his strength to the point where others can't covet it.

This is exactly the task assigned to her, and it kills two birds with one stone.

When Shen Ling was in a trance, a new disciple with spiritual roots came from the west. But after waiting for a long time, no one came.

Lin Feng said: "This situation is pretty good. There are at least seven or eight people. According to my father, only two people with spiritual roots were detected in one year."

Yuan Xiaodie said: "This situation is normal. If so many people with spiritual roots can be recruited every year, it will not highlight the preciousness of us immortal cultivators. The pride of heaven is not for everyone. Done."

When she said this, a look of arrogance appeared on her face, which provokes the new disciple. A beautiful girl frowned slightly, and a look of disapproval appeared on her face.

"All beings are equal, and people with spiritual roots like us are just lucky to get some gifts from the heavens. We should be humble and treat others. How can we say this." said Xie Ling'er, who is beautiful and beautiful.

Xie Linger's words just fell. Before Yuan Xiaodie could refute, there was a clap of applause not far away, and a young man in a white robe appeared in front of everyone.

The white-clothed man first glanced at Xie Ling'er, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and then coughed lightly: "Everyone, please come with me."

Yuan Xiaodie didn't refute Xie Ling'er, but gave Xie Ling'er a somewhat uncomfortable look, and then stood with Shen Ling Lin Feng and followed the man in white side by side.

The man in white led them across the square to a magnificent palace.

Everyone ascended the white jade stone steps that were two feet high, and saw that there were already a dozen elders sitting in the spacious hall. Some of them were very young, but they looked like they were not in their twenties; some were very old, not only with white hair. Cang Cang and drowsy; others dressed up as scholars, showing a sense of elegance. In short, the ten elders in the temple have different styles. The only thing they have in common is that they feel the same to Shen Ling. They all have a terrible pressure on them. The closer they are, the more they can feel them. There is a kind of energy in the body that can destroy the world.

Shen Ling couldn't help but let go of his breath, for fear that with their wave of hand and move, his life would be gone in an instant.

After the white-clothed man took the new disciples into the hall, he walked to the scholar dressed as an elder who looked about forty or so, "Head, eight new disciples are here."

The head of Lingyun School, Yue Qi, nodded, motioned to him to stand aside, and then said to the other elders, "Several brothers and sisters, what do you think of the new disciples this time?"

Except for the sleepy elder, several elders named by Yue Qi carefully looked at the eight new disciples in the field, and then a middle-aged beautiful woman pointed at Shen Ling and smiled: "I think this disciple has good aptitude. , It's better to go to my sect."

"If I remember correctly, there are already five direct disciples under the younger sister seat, right?" A very young-looking elder said with a smile, "Senior younger brother, there are only two ineffective disciples in my seat. Give this disciple to me."

The middle-aged beautiful woman immediately sneered at each other: "Two disciples who are incapable of making things, the senior brother said so nicely. One is a genius with a single spiritual root that is rare in a century, and the other is a double spiritual root with firewood and a talent for alchemy. Although the senior's temperament has always been the same. I don’t want to be overbearing, and I don’t dare say anything to my little sister, but I can’t take good disciples to my seat every time!"

Seeing that there was a disagreement between the two, and they seemed to be vying in front of everyone, the head Yue Qi hurriedly stood up and said: "Let's listen to me, two. We Lingyun Sect has always been in order for our young and old, Brother Mo I haven't spoken yet, you two, wait a minute, and see what Brother Mo means?" After speaking, the sleepy elder was called out, "Brother Mo, wake up."

Yue Qi used a little spiritual power to reach Elder Mo's ears and a thunder was heard. He reluctantly opened his eyes, "Junior Brother Yue told me to do something?"

Yue Qi pointed to Shen Ling and said, "This disciple has good talents, can Brother Mo deliberately receive her under his sect?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman and the young-looking elder Suzhi Mo, who are the most impatient to teach the disciples, are waiting for him to refuse the good intentions of the head. I really think of a way to receive Shen Ling from myself. Under the door.

Elder Mo was awakened by Yue Qi. Seeing that he kept winking at himself, he knew that the disciple he was talking about caused the elders to fight, so he squinted slightly, glanced up and down Shen Ling, and nodded: " The talent is really good." Then he asked Shen Ling, "Would you like to join me?"

When Shen Ling saw him just waking up, people looked very tired and lazy. He knew that if he followed such a master, he would probably not teach him carefully in the future, and he could not help but hesitate on his face.

Elder Mo clearly saw that he had no intention of accepting disciples, so he closed his eyes and said: "I think this disciple has water and wood spiritual roots and is not suitable for practicing the fire system with this seat. Junior sister!"

As soon as his words fell, Xie Ling'er's voice sounded in the hall, "Disciple Xie Ling'er has a golden fire earth spiritual root, I wonder if it is suitable to follow the elders to practice?"

Elder Mo couldn't help looking at Xie Ling'er, "Are you really willing to enter my door?"

Xie Ling'er didn't know what was wrong with him, so he dared to say something like that with the courage, but when he said it, Elder Mo looked lifeless, so he met his gaze and said, "The disciple is willing."

Elder Mo couldn't help but laughed: "Unexpectedly, there are people who really want to recognize me as a bad old man as a master. Well, then I will take you to the door."

Shen Ling was watching, only to feel that this scene was not right, and then suddenly remembered that what Xie Linger said and did looked like the heroine in Xiuxian's novel. Does Elder Namo really have the ability to reach the sky?

When Shen Ling was thinking about it, the beautiful woman and the young elder quarreled again. After all, the young elder Lu was more domineering and succeeded in receiving Shen Ling from her sect.

The author has something to say: Xianxia still writes smoothly!