Chapter 211 Yuntian Sect

The Vermillion Bird's reign lasted for 134,500 years, and the third-level cultivation state, Chu, had a ray of light that appeared in its territory and lasted for three days. Various sects of Chu sent their disciples to check it, but in the end they found nothing and only found an abandoned cave.

There are rumors that a treasure here has been born and has been taken away.

Some monks did not believe this rumor, but some monks believed it without doubt that the place of rays of light appeared was less than ten thousand miles away from Yuntian Sect. In this way, the rumor that Chongbao was obtained by Yuntian Sect began.

In the same year, Yuntian Sect refined a Tianshu Pill. The quality of this pill reached the fifth grade. Its effect can cause cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage who have dissipated their body and can immediately repair their body, without taking over the body and achieving the effect of rebirth.

As soon as this pill was released, the Yuntian Sect, which was already high in the sky, became even more famous. All the three-level cultivation countries around were all looking at it. Finally, the trolls of the fourth-level cultivation country exchanged this pill with a secret agreement. Before leaving, they arranged a magic array on the mountain gate of the Yuntian Sect. This magic array was extremely powerful, and even an ordinary fourth-level cultivation country would be difficult to forcibly break through.

At the end of the same year, Yuntian Sect opened the mountain gate, and the ten-day ceremony of receiving disciples was launched every thirty years.

Various cultivation families in the Chu State sent their direct descendants to Yuntian Sect, hoping to jump into and become a member of Yuntian Sect. From then on, the clan shines on the ancestors and the waters rise.

However, the Yuntian Sect’s requirement for recruiting disciples is extremely strange, unlike other sects who pay attention to talent and spiritual roots. This sect pays attention to a kind of fate method.

In this way, the ceremony of collecting disciples every thirty years is actually only a maximum of ten people, which is insignificant compared to the thousands that spread out every time.

The popularity of Yuntian Sect and the rare disciples were accepted. The ultimate result of this series of events was that almost all casual cultivators dreamed of becoming disciples of Yuntian Sect.

At the top of the Yuntian Mountains, there are rows of carved railings and jade-studded halls and pavilions full of fairy style. This place is where the mountain gate of Yuntian Sect is located. In fact, this exposed corner is just a part of Yuntian Sect. More attic carvings are all hidden by magical techniques. From a distance, there is nothing else except green trees and shaded blue waves.

The three huge blue fonts, like a string of hanging high lanterns, were controlled by a magical magic, floating in the void above the carving building without moving.

These three words are "Yuntian Sect"

When the ten-day disciple-taking ceremony begins every thirty years, these three big characters will appear in the sky. Once the ten-day period passes, these three big characters will disappear.

In this way, the casual cultivators and the cultivation family in the state of Chu have already known that as long as the three characters of Yuntian Sect appear in the sky, the ceremony of receiving disciples will begin, and Yuntian Sect will widely accept disciples in Chu. Once the three characters disappear, it will also indicate the ceremony of accepting disciples. The end.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was cloudless and the blue waves were vast. Sword lights rushed from all directions and flew quickly towards the Yuntian Sect. One thousand miles away from this sect, the sword lights fell one after another, revealing handsome and beautiful men and women inside. These people were not old, some came here alone with swords, while others followed their elders.

In order to show respect for Yuntian Sect, basically a thousand miles away, all the apprentice people stopped flying, but walked forward with their feet.

If you look down from the sky at this time, you can clearly see that within a thousand miles of the Yuntian Sect Mountain Gate, there are countless men and women walking forward one after another.

Outside the Yuntian Sect Mountain Gate, three young monks stood, responsible for arranging these people who came to apprenticeship.

At this time, five hundred miles away from the Yuntian Sect Mountain Gate, two monks, one man and one woman, were walking forward. Among these two, the man was about twenty-seven or eight years old. He was calm and calm, and his eyes were calm. There was an embroidery of a purple flying sword on his clothes, which meant that he was already a disciple of the Sword Qi Sect.

Beside him, a young girl in her twenties was wearing a purple dress and a ribbon of the same color on her waist. Her figure looked concave and convex, but it also had a scent of people to see.

Looking up, this woman has a very charming appearance, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a slight shameful flower. At this time, the woman raised her mouth slightly, rubbed her legs, and said angrily: "Brother, what's the point of this Yuntian Sect? Why do you want someone to come here? I don't like alchemy. I like the Sword Qi Sect!"

The man looked as usual, looked at the woman, lit her forehead and smiled, "The Sword Qi Sect killing too much and is not suitable for you. You must know that Yuntian Sect is the leader of all sects in Chu State. Even if Chu State encounters a great disaster, it will not affect this sect at all. If you can join this Yuntian Sect, you will be completely relieved. I believe that if your parents are alive, you will definitely smile with a smile."

When the woman heard her brother mention her parents, her expression darkened. After a little silence, she nodded obediently, looked at her brother, and said in a silence: "Brother, if I can join the Yuntian Sect, then I will refine elixirs for you alone. Do you think? Then your cultivation level is high, let's go back to the family and let the old guys see it. Brother, teach them a lesson."

When the man heard this, he turned his head and a cold light appeared in his eyes. In order to avoid his sister's help, he did not tell the truth about what happened back then.

"Brother, look at that person. The clothes he was wearing are so strange." The woman opened her eyes wide, looked at a boy in front of her, and smiled.

The man looked up and saw a boy in coarse cloth clothes walking slowly forward two hundred feet away. You should know that those who can come to this Yuntian Sect to become disciples are often some casual cultivators and cultivation families, and no mortal can come here at all.

Therefore, when it comes to dressing, you rarely see such a scene, which is clearly the dress of an ordinary mountain village boy.

As if he heard the girl's voice, the boy looked back at the two of them, withdrew his gaze without stopping at all, and continued to walk forward.

The man's eyes flashed with surprise. He knew that his sister's appearance was quite charming. All the monks he met along the way looked sideways, especially after entering the Yuntian Sect, anyone who saw his sister would pay more attention, but this young man's eyes were as calm as water, and when he saw his sister, there was no fluctuation.

The man swept his spiritual sense and said that the young man's cultivation was only at the second and third levels of the Qi Condensation Period. After taking a look, he withdrew his gaze.

The girl looked at the boy with interest in her eyes. She walked over quickly and shouted, "Hey, are you here to become a disciple?"

The young man frowned, ignored the other party, but continued to walk forward.

The girl snorted lightly, jumped slightly, and surpassed the boy, landed in front of him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are you a mute? I ask you, are you here to become a disciple?"

The boy glanced at the girl and said helplessly: "Isn't this nonsense?" After that, he shook his head and walked around the girl.

The girl's pretty face turned red. She thought that what she said just now was indeed nonsense. The other party had already arrived here, and she even asked if she was here to become a disciple.

A smile appeared on the corner of the girl's brother's mouth. He didn't dislike the boy's answer. On the contrary, he felt this way when his sister asked questions.

The girl stomped her feet and chased her again, side by side with the boy, and said dissatisfiedly: "Of course I'm not talking nonsense. The clothes you wear don't look like you're a disciple. Look at others, look at which one is like you. You have to know that Yuntian Sect accepts disciples..."

The boy frowned again, and he sighed inwardly. In his opinion, this woman was just a yellow-haired girl, and she was also a very annoying yellow-haired girl.

If his cultivation level was not too low now, he would have left in a hurry with a swagger and no longer be left with this girl's longing.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is afternoon. The sunshine in the sky gradually becomes hot, and sweat comes out from the boy's forehead. He smiles bitterly in his heart and thinks that he has not felt like he is panting like a mortal in a long time.

At this moment, the girl beside him flipped her right hand and took out a few lychees in the storage bag, pushed them apart and put them in her mouth. After glanced at the boy, the woman handed her right hand and said, "Do you eat?"

The boy didn't even look at it, shook his head and continued to move forward.

The girl snorted lightly and ignored it. Instead, she returned to her brother's side and placed all the lychees in her brother's hands.

Two hours later, the mountain gate of Yuntian Sect was already close to him. The young man's eyes showed a hint of emotion. Looking at the magnificent attic in front of him, his thoughts involuntarily thought of the Hengyue Sect back then.

This young man is Wang Lin!

To be precise, it was Wang Lin's clone. When he practiced the art of divine Tao, he successfully pulled out a clone from his body. This clone was like the original deity, flesh and blood.

But it only lasted thirty years.

This was what he thought of, the only way he could neither scatter his power and give up the extreme realm, but also break through his cultivation. As for his original deity, he was hidden somewhere near Yuntian Sect.

The cave that year was abandoned by him because the moment the clone appeared, there was a natural phenomenon, and the rays of light appeared for a long time.

In this way, he had to give up the cave as soon as possible and search for another place to start a long retreat.

The deity was in seclusion, and his clone changed and lived in the mountain village at the foot of Yuntian Sect for several months. Then Yuntian Sect accepted disciples. After Wang Lin pondered for a little, he decided to try it.

So, there was a scene in front of him. In fact, according to Wang Lin's idea, after the spiritual liquid was used almost the same, I took the initiative to find a way to catch a disciple of Yuntian Sect, and then smuggled into it and steal the medicine.

Now that Yuntian Sect is taking in the acquisition of disciples, Wang Lin will give it a try. If he can be successfully admitted as a disciple, there is no need to catch people and sneak in.

Anyone who comes to Yuntian Sect and wants to become a disciple will be taken to a side room in an outer mountain to rest. After the ten-day deadline, all the monks who come to Yuntian Sect will be screened uniformly.

The girl who was walking with Wang Lin, after being taken into the mountain gate by a disciple of Yuntian Sect, her brother turned around and left, but before leaving, the man glanced at Wang Lin a few times.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm. Although his cultivation level was no longer, his experience remained. In his opinion, the young man's cultivation level would definitely not reach the Dan-Cultivation stage, at most it was the late stage of foundation building. For such a monk, Wang Lin would have no effort to kill him.

After living in Yuntian Sect for several days, the three big characters in the sky slowly disappeared and eventually disappeared without a trace. At this point, the ceremony of Yuntian Sect accepting disciples was considered to be the end.

Next, from these ten days, all those who came to Yuntian Sect to be apprenticed were selected to select up to ten disciples, and the rest were all dismissed from the Yuntian Mountains.

On this day, on the huge platform under the peak of Yuntian Sect, thousands of disciples who wanted to become disciples sat cross-legged and waited quietly for the test. Among these people, there were men and women, old and young. Among them, the highest cultivation level had reached the Dan Cultivation Stage, and the lowest was about the same as Wang Lin, just the second and third levels of Qi Condensation.

Around the platform, there were dozens of Yuntian Sect disciples wearing white Taoist robes. Their faces were all filled with indifference and a faint aura. After all, they were already a member of Yuntian Sect, and their identities were naturally higher than those who wanted to apprenticeship.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing white clothes and three elixir embroidered with cuffs slowly fell down from Yuntian Sect. This man was in mid-air and looked down at everyone, saying in a low tone: "Enter my Yuntian Sect, I will surrender to ten levels. If I don't want to, leave now."

After saying this, no one of the thousands of people on the platform stood up and left, looking at this person with his head and eyes firmly. Among these people, a few monks in the Jiedan stage knew that the middle-aged people were saying what they said to them.

After waiting for a little while, the middle-aged man waved his right hand and suddenly a burst of thrust came from the stone platform. Suddenly, the disciples who wanted to become disciples inside were pushed out a few steps, revealing a huge blank space of more than ten feet on the stone platform.

At the same time, a pitch-black mist pillar suddenly rose from there, and the rolling clouds rolled in it, looking quite spectacular. This thick black mist pillar seemed to be the arms supporting the heaven and earth. After the ground rose, it immediately stretched towards the sky, looking from bottom to top, and there was no end at all.

"No matter how you use everyone, as long as you can feel what kind of substance is inside the pillar, even if you pass the level, it will take six hours!" The voice of the middle-aged man slowly came. After saying that, his body flashed, landed aside, and stood quietly to look at the black fog pillar.

Wang Lin looked as usual, staring at the Black Mist Pillar calmly, and pondered. Although he was a clone, and when he condensed the clone, his spiritual consciousness and cultivation were not left in the clone at all, except for his cultivation and spiritual consciousness, all the magic and memories of the ancient gods he mastered remained without any leakage.

At this time, Wang Lin's eyes flashed slightly, and his mind continued to analyze. Gradually, a smile appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. In his opinion, this pillar was clearly a kind of restriction technique. The function of this restriction was to impose some restrictions on all viewers.

I guess Yuntian Sect wanted to use this method to eliminate some disciples who wanted to become disciples, but Wang Lin still had a question here, that is, where the restrictive effect played by this prohibition is mainly reflected.

In other words, Yuntian Sect wants to use this prohibition to find out what kind of disciples!

According to Wang Lin’s understanding of the ban, the ban in front of him is a technique that cannot be cracked for ordinary people. In this case, there are almost no one among the thousands of people on the stone platform who can see through it.

If Wang Lin sees through it, it will be too obvious. There is a big difference in his idea of ​​keeping a secret in Yuntian Sect. This is actually not the point. The point is that Wang Lin is worried that if he cannot fully understand what kind of disciples Yuntian Sect wants to find through this ban, then if he rashly breaks this ban with his own ban technique, it will definitely attract the attention of this sect, and then it will be more than worth the loss.

Therefore, Wang Lin did not crack it immediately, but waited quietly. He did not believe that Yuntian Sect had set up such a large formation in fact to gather these people together and then declare that no one was qualified.

If his analysis is correct, it will take no time for someone to find the answer for him.

Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, three hours passed, and some of the people on the stone platform gradually couldn't sit still. They had tried to explore the spiritual sense, but when the spiritual sense touched the black fog, they were immediately stopped by a thrust and bounced back. No matter how they tried their best, they failed.

Finally, one of them suddenly slapped the storage bag, took out a wooden carving from it, muttered something, and immediately threw it into the black fog pillar after sacrifice.

Regarding this action, the middle-aged man responsible for accepting disciples had no words, but looked at the stone pillar quietly. But Wang Lin carefully noticed that although the middle-aged man had a calm expression, the Yuntian Sect disciples around him had a strange look that flashed through his eyes.

The wooden sculpture appeared and immediately became larger, and finally turned into a huge golden sculpture. After a loud bang, it rushed into the black pillar. But just as the golden sculpture touched the black fog, a big hand suddenly stretched out from it, grabbed the golden sculpture and put it into the black fog.

The disciple who released the Golden Eagle immediately changed his expression, stood up suddenly, turned around and said anxiously to the middle-aged man in Yuntian Sect: "I give up, I hope I can return the magic weapon. This is the treasure of the younger family, senior!"

The middle-aged man glanced at this person and said slowly: "The golden-patterned wood carving, the hereditary treasure of the Gongsun family, will naturally not keep it. Since you have given up, you will give it to you when you leave in unification."

The disciple immediately relaxed, and his eyes showed gratitude and walked down the stone platform.

"I said before, you can use all the ways you can think of, just look at what is inside, and you will pass the test!" the middle-aged man emphasized again.

"But if you see clearly, then once you say it, won't others know it too?" There was a young man on the stone platform, asking carefully.

"No! If anyone among you can see through this fog, then you will naturally know the mystery here." The middle-aged man smiled slightly and replied.

At the moment when the big hand was deep in the black fog, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly lit up. He kept staring at the change of the prohibition. At the moment the big hand appeared, a gap appeared inside. Through this gap, with his spiritual eye, he immediately saw that there were several pills floating inside it!

Wang Lin looked as usual, but his heart moved. He was a little silent and no longer acted rashly. At this time, the people on the stone platform were already unable to bear it and took out magic weapons to try to disperse the black fog.

As more and more disciples sacrifice magic weapons, each time a big hand would stretch out from the pillar, grab the magic weapon and take it back. If there were no middle-aged people, these people who wanted to apprenticeship would not use the magic weapon in this way. But since Yuntian Sect said that if they gave up, then the magic weapon would be returned before leaving. In this way, everyone would no longer have any worries. For a moment, the lights of various magic weapons rose and fell in the air.
To be continued...