Chapter 122 How Can I Bear to Give Up

The three little ones were taken to the main hall of the Hehuan Sect, which was built on the highest mountain in the secret realm. From a distance, the magnificent buildings seemed to be built in the air and floating in the clouds.

"Wow!" At this time, the three little ones seemed to be able to only open their mouths and let out a shocked wow.

All the adjectives taught by the teacher could not describe what they saw now. Perhaps this was the residence of the gods, the palace in heaven.

A place that is beyond the reach of mortals.

Lin Qingyue and the other two brought the three little ones to the steps at the bottom of the main hall. A small self-examination array had been set up there, and the three little ones needed to walk up it by themselves.

"Now you need to go up by yourselves from here. We will be waiting for you there." Lin Qingyue only said this, and with a wave of his hand, Gong Shan and Ling Zijing left with him.

The three kids looked at the staircase that seemed to reach into the sky and couldn't help swallowing.

"It's so high!" Ding Yangguang felt his calves trembling as he looked at the countless stairs. Before he differentiated into O, he had never climbed such high stairs.

"I want to go up. My master is waiting for me there." Xie Baochen looked up the stairs. There seemed to be a shadowy figure in the misty clouds. The best-looking figure among them must be his master.

Xie Baochen raised his foot and walked up the stairs. He didn't care whether the two people behind him could catch up or not. He only cared about the beautiful woman in red who said she would wait for him upstairs.

The remaining two little ones watched Xie Baochen walk up, and soon their figures were obscured by the clouds and mist and disappeared without a trace.

"Is he walking so fast?" Ding Yang wondered.

"Let's go too." Li Mei took Ding Yang's hand and stepped onto the stairs firmly.

Since you have chosen to come here, you must go to the top to take a look.

Seeing the three little ones step into the Heart-Searching Formation, the people standing outside the main hall gathered around Lin Qingyue and the other two, "Do these three really have such good qualifications?"

"If you don't believe me, just wait for them to come up and test it again." Lin Qingyue twirled the ends of his hair with one finger and looked at everyone with a frown. They quickly turned their heads away, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Haha, since Elder Feiyi said that it is a good aptitude, it is definitely a good aptitude, hahaha." Some people laughed, and some followed suit.

Elder Feiyi’s pupil technique is becoming more and more powerful. I dare not look at it.

"Then the first one is the disciple you accepted, Feiyi, right?" Someone pointed at the handsome young man who was walking up the stairs step by step.

"Well, his name is Xie Baochen, and he has good qualifications." Lin Qingyue couldn't suppress the smile on her lips when she talked about Xie Baochen.

"In that case, what about the remaining two?" Everyone looked at each other.

"It's up to each of you to figure out what you can do!" Those who don't have a disciple yet are eyeing him covetously, while those who already have a disciple don't mind having two more disciples with single spiritual roots.

"Master uncles and elders, I have accepted another disciple on behalf of my master." When Gong Shan saw that his disciple was about to fly away, he quickly raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"Boy, your master hasn't come back yet, how can you accept disciples on his behalf? Don't come and join in the fun!" Someone waved his hand and told Gong Shan to go and play somewhere else.

His master is here, so everyone might give him three points, after all, that guy's muscles are not grown for nothing.

But that guy is not here now, and Gong Shan is just a little guy in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so they don’t take him seriously at all.

Gong Shan saw that none of the big guys took him seriously at all, and for the first time he felt resentful towards his master who had been wandering around outside and had not returned even after hearing the news of the sect being closed.

Not only is he unreliable at ordinary times, but he is also useless at critical moments. How could he have been fooled by such a person back then?

Forget it, there’s no point thinking about these things now. I just hope that when the time comes, that kid Ding Yang will firmly choose me.

The Hehuan Sect allows disciples to choose their own masters. Those who want to accept disciples must either make an appointment in advance, like Feiyi, or show their sincerity when the time comes and let the disciples choose, just like what everyone said just now, it depends on their own abilities.

After all, when it comes to spiritual practice, the wishes of both parties are very important, whether for the master or the disciple. Otherwise, what would happen if you worship a master you don't like, develop a dislike for learning, and waste your talents?

For a master, choosing a disciple he doesn't like is annoying just to look at him. How can he have the mood to train him well? He would rather send the disciple away so that they won't see each other again.

In the Hehuan Sect, there was an incident where a conflict between master and disciple almost caused disaster for the entire sect. Later, a series of detailed rules for accepting disciples were formulated to restrain not only the behavior of masters but also the behavior of disciples.

If two people get along well at first but become incompatible later, the sect will investigate and if it is determined that the conflict is irreconcilable, the master-disciple relationship will be dissolved and the disciple will be allowed to find someone else.

Therefore, among the ten major sects in Cangyuan Realm, the master-disciple atmosphere in Hehuan Sect is the best.

On this side, Gong Shan secretly hoped that after Ding Yang came up, he would firmly choose him.

Ling Zijing also came close to his master and whispered something to him. The fairy, who was also a cold and taciturn fairy like Ling Zijing, lit up her eyes for a moment.

"If she is really as you said, we have to fight for her." The cold-faced fairy lowered her eyes and looked at the girl who was holding the boy with a determined look on her face.

"They have good aptitude, but the aphrodisiac poison in their bodies is quite troublesome, so their main practice can only be the Hehuan Gong." Lin Qingyue's watery and affectionate eyes turned.

The elder who originally wanted to accept disciples but did not practice the Hehuan Gong himself turned pale. Was this a precise exclusion of them?

"There's no need to rush, everyone." A pleasant and melodious voice came over, accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

Everyone bowed in the direction of the voice and said, "Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

The person who came raised his hand slightly, and made everyone stand up straight.

"That's a new world over there with many talented disciples." Even their Hehuan Sect wouldn't be able to swallow such a big cake.

"But, ancestor, if they all have that kind of aphrodisiac poison..." Those of them are not majoring in the practice of the Hehuan Gong, so there is no hope.

"You make it sound as if you have only practiced one kind of martial arts." The old ancestor's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and the person who asked the question took two steps back and clamped his legs together in panic.

If Feiyi's illusion technique would only work when one sees his eyes, then the old ancestor could make people lose their composure with just a frown, a smile, or a word, and this was not intentional on his part.

When the Hehuan Gong reaches the Spirit Transformation Stage, it will unconsciously confuse everyone around it. Only by breaking through the Spirit Transformation Stage can it be stabilized.

This is also why the ancestor, who had such a restless temperament, stayed in the sect for more than five hundred years. Later, he couldn't bear it any longer and ran away. As a result, he closed the sect when he came back.

"Li Yu, where is your master?" The old ancestor called out to the elder of the alchemy room of the Hehuan Sect.

"My lord, my master researched a poison some time ago and ate it himself. Now he is in seclusion to force out the poison." Li Yu replied with a bow.

"Then where is your master?" The old ancestor turned his hand and pointed at the medical practitioner who was about to retreat.

"Haha, my master got an ancient medical skill, and he just practiced it until he vomited blood. Well, he has been vomiting for three days." The medical practitioner laughed awkwardly.

"Hehehe..." What a bunch of unreliable old guys! The ancestor immediately began to call out orders, "You, you, you, bring those old guys who practiced alchemy and medicine with you, and together we will study the poison in these little guys. I want to see the results within a month."

"Yes, ancestor!" Several people bowed together, not daring to say a word of no.

"By the way, all of you should take a look at this new Hehuan Gong." The ancestor stepped on the clouds and left. When he left, he threw a copy of the martial arts into the arms of the current leader of the Hehuan Sect.

"The new Hehuan Gong?" The current sect leader picked up the martial arts manual, and a group of people immediately gathered around.

"What's this new Hehuan Gong? Did the ancestor improve it, or did he create a new technique himself?"

…

The ancestor who left on the cloud came to a mountain. He looked at the cave that was full of climbing plants and couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

He walked up slowly, and his soft, slender fingers gently stroked the closed stone door, whispering softly,

"Brother, you still won't see me?"

Boom!

The stone door, which had not been opened for six or seven hundred years, suddenly rose slowly.

A sighing voice came from the dark cave.

"How can I bear to..."