txolops Chapter 263 Different from the past (2 in 1 large chapter)
Chapter 263 Different from the past (2 in 1 large chapter)
Chapter 263 Different from the past (two chapters in one)
"Piaoxue Pavilion, cultivator of Wanyue Valley, why are you here at this time?"
"In the past apprenticeship ceremonies, there was very little habit of inviting monks from other sects to watch the ceremonies."
"Could it be that something happened to the Cold Mist Spirit Stone Mine?"
Looking at the two magic weapons, Liu Yu frowned, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
As for the two sects attacking the mountain gate together?This is impossible, a few Jindan monks can't shake Yuanyangzong.
Turning his head and scanning his surroundings, the eyes of many fellow disciples who participated in the acceptance ceremony were all surprised and puzzled, even the master Zhuang Ziling was no exception.
Apparently, the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Wailing Moon Valley arrived suddenly, and no one had received any news beforehand.
One red and one white, the two escaping lights are like a rainbow, and they are about to approach the Zhenyang Dojo.
Suddenly, Liu Yu's keen spiritual sense felt a slight undetectable fluctuation, and he suddenly looked up the dojo, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
I saw a figure wearing a dark blue wide avenue gown, who did not know when he came to the top of the dojo.
This person looked in the direction of the two escaping lights, and stood quietly in the air without relying on the power of any magic weapon or weapon.
He looks about 50 to [-] years old, with a two-inch long black beard, a thin face with three-dimensional features, fair skin, and a calm and calm temperament.
Like a sword kept in a scabbard, if it comes out, it will shock everyone.
"This seems to be the real Changfeng who I have seen from afar?"
Liu Yu was startled.
Flying in the air without the aid of utensils is one of the signs of a golden core monk. This person is undoubtedly a golden core elder in this sect.
From this elder, he felt an unprecedented powerful aura, stronger than any Golden Core cultivator he had ever seen before.
The difference is like the difference between the ordinary Lingshan Mountain and the seven main peaks in the sect. Although they are both tall, the gap between them is very obvious.
Perhaps because of rebirth through time travel, Liu Yu's spiritual perception is far more acute than that of monks in the same realm. It wasn't until he realized that Master Changfeng's breath had passed that other foundation-building monks in the field realized it one after another.
"Master Changfeng!"
A member of the Zhuji sect let out a low cry, recognizing the identity of the elder.
"Could it be Elder Li Changfeng, who is famous in all countries and has amazing supernatural powers?"
"It's Elder Li Changfeng!"
A colleague asked a question, and then got an affirmative answer.
Generally, Foundation Establishment cultivators have very little contact with Golden Core cultivators. Of course, it is impossible to know the identities of all Golden Core elders. Liu Yu has seen Golden Core cultivators no more than two palms since Foundation Establishment.
"Should Elder Li Changfeng need to be alerted to something like the disciple acceptance ceremony?"
A question appeared in Liu Yu's mind.
People like Changfeng Daoist belong to the top group of Golden Core cultivators, and the fact that the mere Foundation Establishment cultivator's apprenticeship is not enough to alarm him, right?
I am afraid that the appearance of Daoist Changfeng is related to the visit of Piaoxue Pavilion and Crescent Moon Pavilion!
Liu Yu secretly guessed.
"It is rumored that Elder Changfeng has just taken in a disciple. Could it be that he wants to appear here this time?"
"Junior Brother Liu, we have to perform well later on. If Elder Changfeng takes a fancy to us, we will have a smooth road ahead."
"Even if it is a condensed golden core, there may be a little bit of hope."
Brother Qian muttered to himself, and suddenly told Liu Yu his guess.
After the words fell, he was refreshed, and it seemed that he even stood up a lot, obviously with good expectations.
Daoist Changfeng is one of the top Jindan cultivators who shocked the country of Chu. Even in the surrounding countries, he has a reputation and can represent Yuanyangzong to a certain extent.
Therefore, in the sect, there are many admirers, and it is the goal of many monks to practice hard.
Liu Yu looked as usual, shook his head slightly and did not speak.
The appearance of Elder Changfeng this time is probably not because of the apprenticeship of the monks who established the foundation in the sect, but because of the arrival of the monks from Piaoxue Pavilion and Crescent Moon Valley.
Perhaps Qian Zhijin also admired this elder, so he didn't think about it so much for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he would be able to figure out the cause and effect.
"I'll pay my respects to Elder Changfeng!"
All the monks who established the foundation saluted and said in unison, with admiration, yearning and other emotions flashing in their eyes.
Seeing everyone saluting, Changfeng Daoist, who was hanging in the air with fluttering clothes, just nodded slightly, then stopped paying attention, and continued to look in the direction of the two magic weapons.
When the two magic weapons were close to Tongtian Peak for seven or eight miles, I saw his lips opening and closing, as if he had said something.
But the Foundation Establishment cultivators below did not hear any sound, obviously they used brilliant skills.
Finally, the two magic weapons stopped not far from Master Changfeng, and two people got down from them, flying in the air with their bodies alone.
They greeted each other as if they had known each other for a long time, and they opened and closed their lips and said something, but their voices were also unknown to the Foundation Establishment cultivators.
One of them is the "Real Master Chongxuan" of the Crescent Moon Valley with a huge black sword on his back, and the other is a female cultivator with snow-skinned skin and picturesque features.
She was wearing an elegant green long dress, her temperament was elegant and vulgar, and she was pure and pure.
This Jurchen seems to have an unknown reputation. Not only did Liu Yu not know her, but none of the Foundation Establishment cultivators present recognized her identity.
I don't know what the three Jindan monks said, but they nodded to each other, and then Master Changfeng looked down at the position of Zhuangziling, his lips parted and closed as if to order something.
"Yes! Disciple obeys, and must properly arrange the two visiting monks!"
When facing Elder Jin Dan, Zhuang Ziling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, without the slightest "majesty" of the head of the sect.
Reverend Chongxuan in the sky and the Jurchen in the green skirt of Piaoxue Pavilion also gave orders to the monks on the magic weapon.
After a while, on the silver-white flying sword magic weapon and the red embroidered building magic weapon, there were a dozen or so foundation-builder cultivators driving the magic weapons and falling towards the place where the master Zhuang Ziling was located.
After everyone went down, the two real people put away their magic weapons and followed Changfeng real person to fly to the mountainside of Tongtian Peak covered by clouds and mist.
Their figures quickly entered the clouds and mist, and disappeared before the eyes of the group of foundation-building monks.
Liu Yu also withdrew his gaze. The matters discussed between the Jindan monks were beyond his knowledge for the time being, so he didn't need to spend his mind thinking about it.
Then he looked at the two visiting Foundation Establishment cultivators, feeling a little curious in his heart.
This is the first time for him to have close contact with the Foundation Establishment monks who are also from the same great sect. Fighting with the Hehuanmen monks is not counted.
Liu Yu has practiced for dozens of years and has always focused on stability. He has never been out of Qingzhou, so naturally he doesn't have many opportunities to meet.
On the one hand, there is no shortage of spirit stones in the Immortal Mansion, and the resources needed for cultivating immortals can be purchased through the channels of the sect. There is no need to travel around and take risks to find resources to earn spirit stones like casual cultivators and small family monks. .
On the one hand, the cultivation base in the early stage of foundation establishment is still too low, and it is not enough to deal with major dangers, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in cultivation base strength.
Liu Yu's expectation is that it is best to practice until the late stage of foundation establishment, when he goes out to travel and looks for spiritual objects to assist in alchemy.
There are more men and women in the Crescent Moon Valley, but without exception, all of them carry a sword on their backs, which seems to mean that strangers should not enter; while the monks in Piaoxue Pavilion are more women than men, and there are ten of them. There are nine female nuns and only one male nun.
The dresses of these female cultivators are different from those in the Cold Mist Lingshi Mine. They are more formal in comparison. Most of them are standard white clothes or long skirts. At first glance, they do have a bit of "fairy" charm.
But different from the aloofness of the fairies in the imagination, they are not independent of the world, but are more sociable. The female cultivators who have acquaintances in Yuanyangzong are already greeting each other delicately.
The monks of the same major sect, now is not a tense time, the monks of the three sects are generally relatively friendly, at least on the surface, and nothing bloody happened.
Zhuang Ziling waited patiently for a while, and then arranged them into the pavilion prepared for visitors.
Liu Yu, Qian Zhijin and other monks who participated in the acceptance ceremony continued to stand in place and wait.
The difference in cultivation brings about the difference in status. Even if a low-level monk waits for a few days and nights for a high-level monk, it is just a common thing. No monk will think that there is anything wrong with it.
On the contrary, it is extremely disrespectful for a low-level monk to keep a high-level monk waiting for a long time, which may cause unpredictable consequences.
However, perhaps because of the presence of visitors, Liu Yu and the others did not wait long.
After about a quarter of an hour, seven golden elixir-level spiritual pressure suddenly appeared on the mountainside, and then seven escaping lights rushed out of the clouds and quickly approached the Zhenyang dojo.
"Boom"
At the same time, a mechanism seemed to be touched in the center of the dojo, the bluestone on the surface sank, and a high platform emerged from it.
This high platform is about seven feet long and nine feet high, and there are seven vermilion grand teacher's chairs placed on it, which is enough to easily overlook any part of the dojo.
Dunguang landed on the high platform, and seven Jindan elders appeared, four men and three women.
"See you elders!"
The monks who participated in the grand ceremony saluted respectfully. Although they were not out of admiration like they did when they faced Master Changfeng, they were well-behaved and could not find any faults.
Liu Yu also saluted respectfully, and then saw someone among the seven elders, his eyes flickered.
This elder was slightly plump and dressed in a gold-rimmed yellow robe. He had a relatively broad face and an inch-long beard covering both jaws. His face was calm and majestic.
This person is exactly the Elder Li Changkong that Yan Hongyu mentioned!
He was sitting on the third chair from the left, just one step away from the center, as if his status was higher among the elders.
After saluting, Zhuang Ziling walked over quickly, stood under the high platform and reported something, and then listened to the elders' orders, nodding and bowing while listening, and said yes.
After a while, after the elders finished speaking, Zhuang Ziling came back with a pot of bamboo sticks in his hand.
He coughed twice, and then announced:
"Everyone who participated in the disciple acceptance ceremony, the elders have arrived and the ceremony has officially begun!"
"I hope all the younger brothers and sisters will play well, so that they can be favored by the elders."
After a few words of politeness at the beginning, Zhuang Ziling said again:
"However, just now the elders issued an order from the sect. This time, the ceremony of accepting disciples is different, and the way to show oneself is changed to fighting skills."
"Get your own number by drawing lots, and the juniors with the same number on the bamboo sticks will start fighting on the fighting platform. The winner will be promoted and the loser will be eliminated. If this continues, the final ranking will be determined."
"Fighting skills belong to the competition, the purpose is to show the results of one's own practice, not to fight fiercely, so you can't strike too hard, causing your fellow disciples to be seriously injured or fall."
"Offenders will be disqualified from participating in the grand ceremony and will be dealt with according to the door regulations."
"However, I would like to remind all juniors and juniors that the ranking of fighting skills is only for reference."
"The higher the ranking, the easier it is to be favored by the elders, and it does not necessarily mean that they will be selected. Those who rank lower do not lose their chance."
"Everything still depends on the wishes of the elders."
The rules are simple and easy to understand, and all the monks can understand it as soon as they hear it.
But this sudden change, in a completely different way from the past, caused many monks to look at each other in dismay.
Some people are happy and some are sad, especially some fellow students who are not good at fighting skills, all of them have a look of sadness on their faces. Such rules are obviously not good for them.
At the same time, some monks who had built their foundations for less than ten years and still had the opportunity to participate in the next disciple acceptance ceremony secretly decided to improve their fighting skills after returning home.
"Why did you suddenly change the usual rules?"
"Could it be related to the visit of two real people?"
"Is there any deep meaning?"
Liu Yu and Qian Zhijin looked at each other, both of them didn't know why, and guessed in their hearts.
However, the rules have become like this, and it doesn't affect him much. He used to have a headache on how to show his strengths, but now he only needs to go through two fights.
With his current strength, even if he is clumsy, it is relatively easy to defeat the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment.
Liu Yu made up his mind not to be in the limelight, and later hid most of his strength, "worked hard" to defeat a fellow student to advance to the second round, but "lost in battle" and was eliminated.
Anyway, he is the "appointed disciple", as long as his performance is not too bad, he will eventually be selected by Elder Changkong.
At the same time, he didn't want to behave too well. If he was accepted as a personal disciple and was summoned to guide him from time to time, then he would lose nothing.
All in all, it's a process.
"Junior brothers, if you still have objections, you can raise them now."
After a while, after everyone digested the information, Zhuang Ziling asked again.
No one spoke.
This was the sect's decision, and none of the Jindan elders had any objections, and naturally they, who are disciples, had no objections either.
It must be known that Yuanyangzong and other high-ranking sects attach the most importance to rules and will not change easily.
But the power is concentrated in the hands of high-level monks. If some rules lag behind, they can be changed very quickly. It only needs to be discussed and decided by the high-level monks.
Seeing that no one raised any objections, the monks who participated in the acceptance ceremony began to draw lots.
"27"
Liu Yu took out a bamboo stick from the pot and got his own serial number.
After communicating with Qian Zhijin, the numbers of the two are different, and there is no situation where one of them is destined to be eliminated.
Otherwise, I can only say forgiveness in my heart, it is a matter of a long-term plan, and he, Liu, will not be merciful!
If the performance is too bad, although there is a greeting from the Yan family, Elder Li will not look good if he chooses such a monk as a disciple, I am afraid that no greetings will be good.
The Yan family's recommendation only added weight to Liu Yu, but could not influence the decision of a Golden Core cultivator. He did not have that value for the time being.
Moreover, with the rise of Master Changfeng, the Li family has a faint tendency to become the first family of Yuanyangzong.
From the very beginning, the Foundation Establishment monks with the same number boarded the fighting platform and began to fight.
Being favored by the Golden Core cultivator, even if it is just a registered disciple, is of great benefit to the new Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the path will be much smoother, so the Foundation Establishment cultivator has basically shown its real strength.
For this reason, there are often monks who are slightly injured when they hit the real fire, but if there is a situation that may be severely injured or even fall, an elder will take action to stop it in time.
The fighting was not going on fast, and many new foundation-building monks who were not much different in strength delayed the time until it was Liu Yu's turn half a day later.
The first "difficult victory" without any accidents, the mana was restored in an hour in the middle, and the second game started after another four hours.
Liu Yu fought with his opponent's weapons and spells for more than a quarter of an hour before he "regretfully lost".
PS: Some chapters before the shelves, at this time, there are many problems, and will be revised one after another.Some comments were not deleted, but the paragraph structure changed, and they disappeared naturally.
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