Chapter 2 Immortal Master’s Heavenly Eye
"What's going on?" Zhang Yun was at a loss. He had inexplicably entered the vast white world, and how could he be sent out after touching a ball of light? Could it be that everything that just happened was just his imagination? "The disciple-recruiting ceremony begins now!" At this time, the disciple-recruiting ceremony in the venue had already begun. "The first one, Xia Dong!" A young man in a green robe walked out from the crowd below. "What's this?" Zhang Yun didn't care much at first, but after a casual glance, his eyes suddenly widened. When he looked at the young man in the green robe below, a large piece of information inexplicably appeared in his eyes——[Xia Dong] Qualification: medium, with medium-grade spiritual roots Realm: First level of Qi Refining Stage Cultivation Method: Lower-level Gathering Spirit Heart Sutra Combat Skill: Gathering Qi Fist Defects: First, the spiritual energy in the body is impure and there are too many impurities. Second, the long-term gathering of energy in the right arm has caused the right arm to bear too many impurities and the meridians are bloated. Third...
Cultivation suggestions: disperse the spiritual energy and cultivate again, provide the superior Qi Jue Jue to help him cultivate, and then use the spiritual energy to temper the right arm for three months to improve the bloated meridians...
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Zhang Yun couldn't help but wipe his eyes, but this information still appeared in his eyes.
This made him glance at the other teenagers present.
[Ning Qiang]
Qualification: Medium
Realm: First level of Qi Refining (unstable)
Cultivation method: Fragment of the Gathering Spirit Heart Sutra
Combat skills: Gathering Spirit Palm
Defects: First, the cyclone in the body is too thin, the spiritual energy is empty, and the realm is unstable. Second, there are too many loopholes in the cultivation method, resulting in many small air holes in the cyclone in the body. If it is not repaired, the spiritual energy will continue to dissipate. Third...
Cultivation suggestions: re-cultivate a suitable method and re-condense the cyclone...
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[Huang Lan]
Qualification: Medium
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Looking at many people in a row, as long as they are stared at by his eyes, corresponding information will pop up in his eyes.
"This..."
Zhang Yun was stunned.
But he soon realized something: "Wait, when I caught that light ball just now, they said I got the Immortal Master's Eye. Could it be this?"
Understanding, Zhang Yun was overjoyed.
Golden finger!
This is definitely his golden finger! !
Seeing through other people's information and flaws at a glance, this is amazing for recruiting disciples!
"Just now, the voice seemed to say that the next opening will be after I accept a disciple. Does it mean that after I accept a disciple, I can enter that place again?"
Zhang Yun pondered.
Just now, he just caught the light ball and gained the ability of the Immortal Master's Eye. If I guessed correctly, each of the light balls floating in that place before may contain a special ability.
If he enters and touches a ball again, he may get a new golden finger!
Thinking of this, he was a little excited.
"Recruit a disciple! Hurry up and recruit a disciple to try it out!!"
Immediately scanned the many boys and girls in the venue.
Soon...
[Huang Yong]
Qualification: above average. Medium-grade fire spirit root body
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A young man in a yellow robe attracted Zhang Yun's attention.
Attribute spirit root body!
This is rare. As long as he practices the corresponding attribute exercises, there is a high probability that he will achieve the Golden Elixir in the future.
"This is a good goal!"
Zhang Yun touched his chin.
"Xia Dong, middle-grade spiritual root!"
Thinking in his heart, the spiritual root test results of the first boy below have also come out, which is the same as what he, the immortal master, saw with his heavenly eyes.
"This Xia Dong, I want him on the Fifth Peak!"
An elder spoke.
The other elders kept silent tacitly.
Some elders took the initiative to speak up to accept disciples, either because they liked him on the spot or they had already reserved him.
In general, in this case, other elders would not argue.
This is an unwritten rule of the disciple-recruiting ceremony.
As long as there is no genius like the upper-grade spiritual root, the new disciple with the middle-grade spiritual root will belong to the elder who speaks first.
Although Zhang Yun's predecessor had never accepted a disciple, he also knew this rule in his memory.
He locked the target and was not in a hurry.
The boys and girls in the venue came forward one after another and tested the spirit column under the high platform.
As soon as the hand touches this spirit-testing column, the spiritual root of the corresponding person will be immediately displayed.
"Next, Huang Yong!"
After a dozen people in a row, it was finally Zhang Yun's target.
"Huang Yong, middle-grade spiritual root!"
Zhang Yun was not surprised by the test result.
Attribute spiritual roots will not be detected before they are developed.
Zhang Yun immediately said, "This Huang Yong, I want it from the ninth peak!"
The Lingxian Sect has nineteen peaks. In addition to the sect master peak, the other eighteen peaks are named from the first to the eighteenth, and each peak is managed by the corresponding elder.
Among them, the ninth peak is managed by him.
After saying that, he looked down expectantly.
"This Huang Yong, I want it from the tenth peak too!"
But the voice from the side made him look stiff.
Meng Zhong glanced at him disdainfully, "Foundation-building stage, not worthy of accepting disciples!"
Zhang Yun frowned and couldn't help looking at the elders around him.
The surrounding elders watched coldly, obviously acquiescing to Meng Zhong's breaking of the rules. In other words, Zhang Yun, who was only in the foundation-building stage, was no longer worthy of being a member of the rules in their eyes.
Zhang Yun felt a chill in his heart.
Meng Zhong laughed and looked at the yellow-robed youth below and said, "Huang Yong, I am the tenth elder of the Lingxian Sect. Now both the ninth elder, who is in the 'foundation building stage', and I have taken a fancy to you. Who do you want to be your master?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "foundation building stage".
Hearing this, the yellow-robed youth said without hesitation, "I would like to be the tenth elder as my master!"
"Okay, from now on you will be my disciple, Meng Zhong!"
Meng Zhong smiled and looked at Zhang Yun proudly.
Zhang Yun's face was gloomy.
"This Ninth Elder is actually in the Foundation Establishment Stage. I thought it was hearsay when I heard it before, but I didn't expect it to be true!"
"It seems that the previous rumors are also true. This Ninth Elder really cultivated himself to the point of being possessed by demons, and his cultivation level regressed, and he was useless!"
"Fortunately I heard it in advance. Otherwise, if I became a disciple of this Ninth Elder, my life would be ruined!"
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Meng Zhong's words also triggered a whisper among the boys and girls in the venue. For a while, the eyes that looked at Zhang Yun were evasive.
Zhang Yun frowned.
It's troublesome to accept a disciple in this situation!
The test continued.
After dozens of people.
"Nie Zhi, low-grade spiritual roots!"
For the first time, the spiritual pillar showed a result that was not a medium-grade spiritual root.
A young man in a white robe standing in front of the spiritual pillar had a pale face.
The others were all medium-grade spiritual roots, but he was low-grade, which meant something self-evident.
As expected, all the elders on the high platform closed their eyes.
Even if the foundation of a medium-grade spiritual root is poor, it is possible to build a foundation after training, but it is not certain for a low-grade spiritual root.
Generally, no elder would be willing to accept such a disciple.
"This Nie Zhi, I want him from the Ninth Peak!"
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Everyone was stunned.
They quickly reacted and looked at Zhang Yun in unison.
"Zhang Yun, you want this too?"
Meng Zhong was surprised.
Zhang Yun ignored him.
[Nie Zhi]
Qualification: medium, low-grade water attribute spiritual root
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Combat skills: Spiritual Sword Technique
Defects: First, the water attribute spiritual root is not activated; second, the right hand is used to practice the sword technique, but the potential power of the left hand is far greater than the right hand. Third...
Training suggestions: Taking medium-grade or higher water attribute spiritual medicine can activate its water attribute spiritual root; let it use the left hand to perform the sword technique, and its strength will be significantly improved!
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This is the information of the white-robed boy in his eyes. Although it is a low-grade spiritual root, it is still worth training with its attributes.
He immediately said, "Nie Zhi, are you willing to become my disciple?"
"I..."
The white-robed teenager Nie Zhi opened his mouth.
Zhang Yun recognized the strange elder who could cultivate himself to the point of going astray and his cultivation level regressing. Previously, his thoughts were the same as others, and he would never become his disciple, but now...
"Nie Zhi, my Tenth Peak is also willing to accept you!"
Just as he hesitated, a voice sounded.
Nie Zhi's eyes lit up, and he bowed to Meng Zhong on the stage without hesitation, "Disciple is willing to become a disciple of the Tenth Peak!"
"Meng Zhong!!"
Even if he wanted to ignore it, Zhang Yun couldn't help it.
Meng Zhong looked provocative, as if he didn't want you to accept him as a disciple, and laughed: "What, do you have any objection to the choice of other people's disciples?"
Zhang Yun heard this, although he was annoyed, but he still took a deep breath and said indifferently: "No objection, just a low-grade spiritual root disciple. If you like to grab it, I'll give it to you!"
Seeing that he regained his composure so quickly, Meng Zhong frowned.
He deliberately provoked Zhang Yun, thinking that Zhang Yun would explode on the spot, so that he could take the opportunity to teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yun could endure this!
Zhang Yun's face was indifferent, but his heart was itching with anger.
It was the first time that he was so annoyed after traveling through time for so many days.
This villain is really pushing his luck!
However, he did not lose his mind. Now he is only in the foundation building stage. If he explodes forcefully, he will be beaten.
But he remembered this grudge!
When his strength recovers one day, he will be the first to beat this guy to death!
"Next, Xu Ming!"
"Xu Ming? Is it the Xu Ming who offended the Lin family of Nanyun City?"
"Oh my god, it's really him! He was wrapped so tightly in a black robe, and I really didn't notice it!"
"Didn't they say that this guy had been abolished by the Lin family? Why did he come to participate in the Lingxian Sect's disciple-taking ceremony?"
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At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the venue below.
Look over.
In front of the spirit-testing pillar, there was a young man wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pale face.
【Xu Ming】
Qualification: Saint rank; Dragon Blood Holy Body (temporarily abandoned); Holy Product Dual Spiritual Roots - Dragon Spiritual Root (residual root), Mutated Red Gold Dragon Spiritual Root (not activated)
Realm: First level of Qi Refining (originally fifth level of Qi Refining, body injured and fell)
Practice method: Rolling Cloud Jue
Combat skills: Small Yan Palm, Rolling Cloud Step...
Defects: First, the mutant red gold dragon spiritual root is not activated. Second, the activated dragon spiritual root was forcibly deprived by external forces, leaving only residual roots, and the Dragon Blood Holy Body is temporarily abandoned...
Cultivation suggestions: Use golden dragon blood to help activate the mutant red gold dragon spiritual root and restore the Dragon Blood Holy Body... Note: You can also use gold objects to touch his flesh and blood to temporarily stimulate the mutant red gold dragon spiritual root, so that it can restore the Dragon Blood Holy Body for cultivation, but the gold objects need to be replenished every month.
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"Dragon Blood Holy Body? Holy Product Dual Spiritual Roots??"
Looking at the boy's information, Zhang Yun was shocked.
Where did this monster come from? He didn't even notice it just now!
"Temporarily disabled, deprived, not activated..." However, looking at the information provided by the Immortal Master's Heavenly Eye, and listening to the discussions in the field and the pale face of the young man below, Zhang Yun thought of something and fell into thought. "Xu Ming, a residual holy spiritual root!" The test results appeared on the spiritual pillar. "Holy?" Seeing these two words, the leader of the Lingxian Sect and the elders on the high platform were all surprised. The spiritual root levels are divided into low, medium, high, top, holy... Holy spiritual roots are rare in the entire Xiandao Continent! "What a pity!"
But looking at the words "Remnant Spirit Root" on the back, they shook their heads with regret.
They also heard the discussion in the field. The young man named Xu Ming was already dead!
In front of the soul-measuring pillar, Xu Ming had been paying attention to the expressions of the elders, and couldn't help but turn pale when he saw them shaking their heads.
He immediately bit his lip, bent down hard and bowed 180 degrees, and begged loudly: "Please, elders, accept me as a disciple. As long as I can practice, I am willing to pay any price!!"
When the elders of Lingxian Sect saw this, they all ignored it.
They have no interest in taking a person who has been crippled!
Meng Zhong spoke even more indifferently, "Not everyone can practice cultivation. You, with your residual spiritual roots, no longer have the qualifications to practice. Our Lingxian Sect is not a shelter, and we cannot accept you. Stop being stuck here. Where did you come from?" Go back there!"
Hearing this, Xu Ming trembled.
His already weak body suddenly felt weak, his feet staggered, and his hunched body fell directly to the ground.
"Pfft, I can't even stand still anymore. It's really broken!"
"Tsk, tsk, I still remember that Xu Ming was so glorious a few years ago, but I didn't expect that he has ended up in this situation now. It's been thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river!"
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Listening to the many boys and girls in the venue pointing at him, Xu Ming's already pale face couldn't help but turn even paler.
Then he looked at the elders of the Lingxian Sect who were ignoring him on the high platform...
A sense of despair emerged.
Before coming to Lingxian Sect, he had been to several Immortal Cultivation Sects but was rejected. Lingxian Sect was his last stop, but he was still rejected...
Looking up at the sky and the earth, he felt that everything seemed to have turned gray at this time.
His parents were brutally murdered and his spiritual roots were deprived of him...
Can this blood feud never be avenged?
A huge sense of despair and powerlessness engulfed his whole body, leaving him crumbling.
"Xu Ming, are you willing to join my ninth peak?"
Just when he was about to fall, a faint voice suddenly pulled him up like a hand on the edge of the cliff.
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