Chapter 140: The battle of genius

Chapter 140: The Contest of Geniuses (Part 2)

Ye Xinfang and Sun Wu were also in front of him, and the Taoist Murong stood tall and slender, and the sound of nature sounded, "This chief is a person who cherishes talents. If you two worship under my chief, you will naturally have a bright future."

"The weight of a tool is more important than everything, whether it is a spiritual weapon, a spiritual tool, a treasure tool, a sub-respected tool, a respected tool, a sub-sacred tool, or even a holy tool or a divine tool, all of them come from the hands of those who refine them."

"You can start from the apprentices. Above the apprentices are the craftsmen, the great craftsmen, the respected craftsmen, the holy craftsmen, the divine craftsmen, and the fairy craftsmen."

"What kind of artifact refinement realm you can reach in the future, what kind of magic weapon you can refine."

"In addition, I have no shortage of arteries and five soul exercises suitable for your cultivation. This chief hopes that you will understand people."

"Being under the tutelage of this chief and becoming a direct disciple of this chief will not only cultivate the five-soul spells, but also hopefully become the master of the much-anticipated weapon. With your aptitude, this chief believes that whether it is a way of cultivation, it is also a way of refining weapons. , the future is limitless.”

"You make your own choice."

Hearing this, Ye Zifang Nuo Nuo raised his head and glanced at the Bing Qing Taoist beside Murong Taoist, and immediately, he kowtowed to Murong Taoist three times, "The disciple's dream since childhood was to become a master craftsman. Master is on top, Please accept the disciples three times."

"Get up quickly." Daoist Murong smiled like a flower, and when he was enchanted and enchanted, he didn't forget to glance at Daoist Bing Qing next to him.

"Teacher is grateful to Master, and I will definitely live up to Master's cultivation in the future." Ye Zifang smiled sweetly and got up excitedly. How could she not be excited to become the chief direct disciple?

Daoist Bingqing gave Murong Daoist a cold look, then took a deep breath and looked at Sun Wuye, who was kneeling on the stage, with a hint of hope in his beautiful eyes, "Would you like to worship under this chief's door?"

"Reporting to the chief, this disciple comes from a family of artifact refining, and only loves the art of refining. The disciple still wants to worship the artifact." Sun Wu did not dare to raise his head in a low voice.

In the beautiful eyes of the Bing Qing Daoist, there was an undisguised regret and unwillingness, and the four top-quality disciples just missed him. Moreover, they are still two disciples, and they are worshipped by the one who hates the most, the Taoist Murong!

The Bingqing Taoist ignored Sun Wuye, and after inquiries, the remaining 394 disciples, 89 of them, joined the Danmai.

Then, another 67 people worshipped the vessel.

Seeing that there were originally 560 disciples of the Five Souls, who belonged to the Five Souls lineage, now including Xue Ziyan, there are only 239 left, and their faces are extremely ugly.

In particular, Xue Ziyan was the only one left among the four highly qualified disciples, and he was very angry in his heart!

Xue Ziyan saw the look of the Five Soul Daoist in her eyes, kowtowed, and said sweetly and sweetly: "Master, calm down, Master, you still have Ziyan. Ziyan will definitely not disappoint you in the future!"

Hearing this, the Five Soul Daoist felt a little relieved, and said kindly: "Hehehe, disciple, you can do it!"

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will do what he says." Xue Ziyan looked like a woman who wouldn't let her men down.

"Have courage!" The Five Soul Taoist finished his praise, and looked at Xue Ziyan with hopeful eyes, "I look forward to your future performance for the teacher. If you can satisfy the teacher, the teacher will definitely be rewarded. Come on up."

"Thank you, Master." After Xue Ziyan got up, the Five Soul Daoist sat on the seat.

Afterwards, Xue Ziyan led 238 junior brothers and sisters to respectfully stop behind the Five Soul Daoist.

In the next moment, a total of 217 people who possessed Feng Fei Soul, Lei Fei Soul, or gathered Feng Lei Fei Soul, completed the selection.

Among them, there are 5 people who have gathered the dual-attribute twin spirits of Fenglei. The surprisingly consistent worshippers of Fenglei Dao are their teachers, and they have entered the Fenglei lineage.

Among them, 32 people worshipped the talisman vein, 36 people worshipped the array vein, 41 people worshipped the qi vein, and 18 people worshipped the Dan vein.

The remaining 90 people with mid-grade qualifications and high-grade qualifications chose to stay in Fenglei.

So far, there are still 31 ancient fetal soul disciples, 26 animal fetal soul disciples, 24 holy fetal soul disciples, and Mu Mengjia, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Tan Yun standing side by side.

Daoist Fufa, Daoist Qiankun, Daoist Murong, Daoist Bingqing looked at Mu Mengjia, Zhongwu Shiyao and other 82 disciples, and they all made up their minds. Next, they will fight with all their strength to get a few top-quality talents. Worship under your own door and become your own disciple!

At this moment, the Ancient Soul Daoist got up, left his seat, and came to the front of the 31 Ancient Fetal Soul disciples.

His wrinkled face revealed a conceited look. Although his voice was small, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present:

"The outer door has the Hidden Dragon List, and the inner door has the Wolong List!"

"My inner sect ancient soul disciples are all of the highest quality."

"The ancient soul lineage has the fewest disciples, only 19,000 people, but there are a full 300 people, and they are among the thousand strong people on the Wolong list!"

The ancient soul Taoist stared at the 31 disciples and said, "This chief expects all of you to join the ancient soul lineage."

"This chief will not accept direct disciples easily, but as long as you stand out among the disciples of the ancient soul lineage in the future, this chief will announce to the inner sect and accept you as direct disciples!"

"Whether to go or stay, you can decide for yourself."

"If you want to worship the ancient soul, come out!"

As soon as the words fell, 25 people immediately stepped out of the team, kowtowed with both knees, and the sound was loud, "The disciple is willing to worship the ancient soul!"

"Okay!" The Taoist Ancient Soul laughed, and glanced at him a little displeased, not choosing the four men, two women, and six disciples of his own ancient soul lineage.

On the other hand, looking at the Daoist of the Law, the Dao of Qiankun, the Dao of Murong, and the Dao of Bingqing, the look in their eyes is self-evident.

Today, a top-grade qualified disciple, who has not yet received the Danmai, decided to speak first and compete for six disciples.

However, God seems to have played the biggest joke with her!

But see, one of them, a man and a woman, knelt in front of the Taoist Fufa Taoist, "The disciple sees the chief, and the disciple wants to worship the Fumai."

In addition, a man and a woman were crawling at the feet of the Taoist Qiankun, kowtowing, "Disciple kowtows to the chief!"

The last two male disciples, facing the Taoist Murong, knelt down and said in unison, "Disciple pays respects to the chief!"

Daoist Fufa and Daoist Qiankun smiled kindly, lifted the four people in front of them, and immediately announced that they would be accepted as direct disciples.

The Taoist Murong turned around slowly, facing the Taoist Bing Qing, with a slight sneer in his eyes, and immediately, a faint inaudible voice entered the ears of the Taoist Bing Qing,

"Chief Bingqing, you are so pitiful! You have to make persistent efforts in the future! Otherwise, in the end, there is no high-quality disciple who worships the inner sect Danmai, and you have no face, and explain to the chief of the Xianmen danmai!"

A flash of killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Bing Qing, his red lips flapped silently, and an icy female voice came into the ears of the Taoist Murong, "Don't be too happy, things haven't reached the last step yet!"