Chapter 76: Become a Disciple

The gray-green room was filled with all kinds of paintings. There were graceful celestial maidens, mythical beasts with rosy clouds all over the sky, and some strange characters that had never been seen before. Each painting exuded spiritual fluctuations. If you stared at it for a long time, the things on the paintings would come alive, affecting the mind of the viewer, and in serious cases, even causing mental disorder.

In the center of the room was a black cushion, on which sat an old man in a navy blue Taoist robe.

When several people came in, the old man just opened his eyes and looked over.

"Five people?"

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but if you listened carefully it felt a little different, as if many people were speaking at the same time.

Foundation building immortal cultivation!

Although no one explained it, everyone subconsciously held their breath the moment they saw the old man. This kind of momentum was definitely not something that a Qi Refining Art cultivator could achieve.

The flowing Taoist charm on his body can only be possessed by a cultivator who has established his foundation. And the vicissitudes of life on the other person's body are an illusion brought about by the passage of time.

"Some people were deceived by Uncle Chengfeng."

As soon as Huang Bu Tong opened his mouth, his voice was interrupted. The old man who was speaking inside had closed his eyes.

“Forget it, just take them directly to the Taoist temple and let Wang Zhong give them the introductory supplies.”

"yes."

Hu Qiudao and Huang Bu Tong responded at the same time, bowed, and left the room with Chen Luo and the others.

The so-called apprenticeship ended so hastily, and the master didn't even look at them.

The five new disciples following behind looked confused.

After leaving the secret room, the bronze door in front slowly closed. Chen Luo raised his head and looked inside through the crack in the door.

The old man inside was completely enveloped by the fog.

In the twisting mist, he seemed to see a graceful fairy dancing, and also seemed to see a butcher with a knife and covered in blood.

'Inner demon!'

The mummy's brain in my mind suddenly responded with a thought.

This was an obsession that left a deep impression on him during his lifetime, just like the first martial artist Chen Luo came into contact with had a body-building prescription in his mind.

"Let's go, now that you have met the Master, you have completed your initiation."

After going out, Hu Qiudao and Huang Bu Tong straightened their backs again.

"Don't be surprised. Master is a foundation-building cultivator who lives to be 500 years old. He is not from the same world as us. Even if we cultivate to the perfection of Qi Refining, without any adventure, we can only live for 150 years at most, and the time we stay in the sect will be even shorter. Over the years, Master has taken in countless disciples and sent many away."

Huang Bu Tong didn't finish his words.

But everyone understood the meaning behind it.

The master of Wudao Peak is not completely cold-hearted, but he has seen too many life and death situations and is unwilling to waste time on these matters.

From the perspective of a foundation-building cultivator, this mentality is easy to understand.

The Shenhu Xianmen recruits disciples every year.

The disciples who couldn't stay would stay here for two or three years, and then new people would come in. They came and went, and finally became passers-by. There was no point in remembering those who couldn't stay. Maybe when the people on the mountain came out of retreat and went down the mountain, those people outside would no longer be there.

After the two men left the side hall for training, Hu Qiudao left.

His mission had been completed, and the rest was Huang Bu Tong's business. This Senior Brother Huang was different from Hu Qiu Dao, he spoke very little. Not counting the tiger-head puppet in his hand, he gave people the impression of a taciturn and ascetic monk.

"Brother Huang, is this the atmosphere at Wudao Peak?"

The female cultivator Huang Ying asked nervously.

Along the way, Chen Luo also learned the name of this female disciple. The three male cultivators with her were named Fu An, Xun Xian and Yao Zhenghai. These people were known on the flying boat, including the guys who were deceived by Xianhe Chengfeng, who were also with them. They should have formed an alliance with each other similar to the "Sheguo Hometown Association", but this fragile alliance has almost died in name only.

"Regret it?"

Huang Bu Tong did not turn around. The one who spoke was the tiger-head puppet in his right hand.

Now everyone has gotten used to it. This Senior Brother Huang has made some mistakes in his practice, and this tiger-headed puppet is also a part of him.

"Our Wudao Peak is still relatively good. The atmosphere at the next door Yushou Peak is really terrible. We have to go to the Spirit Garden to shovel the feces of the spirit beasts every day. The smell on our bodies is really terrible."

The tiger-headed puppet didn't wait for their answer and started talking on his own.

"It's similar for other peaks. It's not easy in the early stages. After all, cultivation is a fight against heaven. There's no way to become an immortal without everything going smoothly." When talking about cultivation, the tiger-headed puppet also became much more serious.

While they were talking, they came to another side hall.

Boom boom boom.

Huang Bu Tong knocked on the door hard, and his attitude was completely different from when he met Wuwei Zhenren before.

Bang!

After a sound, the wooden door opened.

On the left side behind the door, there is a two-meter-tall puppet carrying the bolt. It was the one that was responsible for opening the door just now.

"You react so slowly. I will replace you sooner or later." Huang Bu Tong looked at the puppet with disgust and walked in with everyone.

After entering the side hall, the scene inside changed.

From the outside, the side hall didn't look very big, but inside it was a different world. The walls were covered with dense fairy characters, and there were some arc-shaped lines connecting them. The whole combination formed a huge imperial decree pattern. With Chen Luo's current strength, he could only barely distinguish that this pattern was related to the formation. He couldn't understand anything more profound.

The shelves on both sides are filled with various supplies, including medicinal materials, minerals, and some special parts.

"Don't move things around, don't look around, if you touch something dangerous, you could die."

Huang Bu Tong was walking in front and gave a reminder without even turning his head.

Upon hearing this, the few people immediately restrained their curious looks. Just like that, Huang Bu Tong led them through the shelf area and walked to the end. After passing through a small door, other people slowly appeared.

"Brother Huang, are you bringing in new people again?"

These people seemed to know Huang Bu Tong and greeted him.

Huang Bu Tong just nodded in response, but the tiger-headed puppet was particularly active and could say something to every person he saw.

"It's Junior Sister Li. I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have grown bigger."

"Junior Brother Sun, how come you've become stronger again? In my opinion, you chose the wrong mountain. You should go to the Divine Fire Peak to be a blacksmith."

"Hey! Senior Brother Zhou, you haven't come down the mountain yet."

After passing through two small rooms, we finally arrived at the destination of this trip. This is where there are the most disciples. There is a small window on the wall opposite.

Sitting inside was a skinny old man with gray hair.

The old man sat on the rocking chair and rocked slowly, looking like an old man. All the disciples who came here would lower their voices and speak to the old man respectfully.

".Go away, you are here to buy things on credit. Get out of here now."

As soon as they approached, they heard the old man's angry voice.

A disciple who was scolded had a red face. When he saw Huang Bu Tong and the others coming, he had to suppress his resentment. He apologized and left with his head down.

The big guys will be on the shelves next month.

After the release of the series, I started to add more chapters, and it exploded.

500 monthly tickets plus 1 update! I will also make up for the previous overdue updates, and there will be irregular updates.

Finally, thousands of words are combined into one sentence.

Thanks.

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