181 Entering the Sect
"What a Crouching Tiger Kingdom royal family! No wonder the treasures were delivered so quickly, it turns out they were planning to play dirty tricks on our Qingyun Sect!!"
When everyone heard what Third Brother said, they immediately shouted angrily: "Third Brother, as long as you give the order, we brothers will immediately go to the royal family to ask for an explanation!"
"Yes, yes! Since the Crouching Tiger Nation dares to use dirty tricks, they must bear our wrath!"
At this time, Jiang Zhu walked in from outside.
"Everyone, don't worry. I'm afraid there's something fishy going on. I just heard people outside saying that the eldest prince's mansion was robbed last night. Everything in the treasury is gone! And the granaries in the city that store grain were also stolen. Now there are soldiers everywhere in the city, investigating the case!"
Hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Zhu in surprise.
The third brother said with a gloomy face: "I think they are just the thieves crying thief! If we hadn't found this piece of clothing, I'm afraid we would have been kept in the dark!"
Jiang Zhu frowned, "Third Brother, I always feel that there is something fishy about this matter. How about we wait and see for a few more days?"
The third brother snorted coldly and cursed: "Womanly kindness!"
Then he said to the others, "Come on! Everyone, follow me to the palace!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately followed the Third Senior Brother out of the post station, leaving Jiang Zhu standing alone...
Half a month later.
Jiang Yun and the other two arrived at the Dengyun Stairs of Qingyun Sect.
As long as they climb up the Cloud Ascension Stairs and hand over Qin Tan's jade token to the deacon elder, the three of them will be able to become new disciples of the Qingyun Sect in a legitimate manner.
Jiang Yun looked up at the white marble steps that reached into the sky. The morning mist cast a colorful halo on the stone steps.
Her fingertips gently stroked the jade token in her sleeve, the warm touch was permeated with the medicinal fragrance of Qingxin Grass - this was the disciple recommendation order personally made by Great Elder Qin Tan, and at this moment it was faintly resonating with the restrictions on the Dengyun Steps.
"Master, be careful. The illusion array on the stone steps is extraordinary and can confuse people." Lan Wushuang fluttered her wide sleeves, and the fingertips hidden in the sleeves flickered with a faint light. The silver bell on her waist moved automatically without wind, making a clear and pleasant sound, enveloping the aura around the three people into an illusion. To outsiders, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they looked quite exhausted.
Lu Yan suddenly cried out softly, and her delicate hands tightly grasped the corner of Jiang Yun's sleeve. Her frail body was shaking "violently" on the seventh step, and the hairpins in her hair fluttered in the wind, as weak and helpless as butterfly wings in the wind: "This pressure... why did it suddenly become heavier..."
However, Lu Yan secretly said to Jiang Yun through a telepathic voice: "Does this subordinate's delicate appearance still please the master?"
When they reached the 300th step, a strong wind suddenly blew up. Lan Wushuang pretended to be blown back two steps, but the spiritual power in her sleeves and fingertips flew, holding the three people firmly, not allowing the slightest disturbance to affect their way up the stairs.
Jiang Yun knelt down on the stone steps, with a few strands of her black hair deliberately blown loose, making her look pitiful. However, the talisman hidden in the sleeve was quietly activated, turning the raging gale into something soft and flexible, easily dissolving it.
"Six hundred steps...ice formation..." Jiang Yun bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth until it left a bleeding mark. The hem of her skirt was covered with ice crystals under the effect of the illusion, as if she was in an extremely cold place. But her eyes were extremely firm, without any intention of retreating.
Upon seeing this, Lan Wushuang cooperated by casting three flame talismans. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the figures of the three people "struggling" to break the ice with exceptional clarity.
This scene caused the deacons and disciples who were watching from the cloud to nod their heads repeatedly, expressing their admiration for their perseverance and strength.
Finally, they arrived at the last step. Lu Yan suddenly staggered and fell to the side of the stone railing, her fingertips leaving several bloody marks on the jade bricks, and the pearl hairpin in her hair fell diagonally into the sea of clouds. She cried and trembled as she said, "The path to immortality... is really so hard to find..."
Little did she know that the fingers hidden in her sleeves were writing and drawing for Jiang Yun through her clothes - it turned out that the pearl hairpin that had just fallen had quietly revealed the key points of the mountain protection formation.
Inside the Deacon's Hall, an old man in a black robe was holding a Sky-Viewing Mirror. The mirror showed three girls with their spiritual power drained away, which matched the aura of the jade token perfectly.
When he saw the flowing cloud pattern of the word "Tan" on the jade token, he stroked his beard and smiled, "The Great Elder is willing to give the position of direct disciple to an outsider this time."
Jiang Yun held up the jade tablet with his eyebrows lowered and his voice respectful and humble: "It is the mercy of the immortal that has given us this opportunity."
The old man nodded slightly, motioning them to follow him to a hall specially used for testing spiritual roots and cultivation talents.
The interior of the hall is simple and solemn, with a huge crystal ball placed in the center, emitting soft light.
"The three of you step forward one by one, place your hands on this crystal ball, concentrate, and let me see your spiritual roots and talents." There was a hint of expectation in the old man's words.
Jiang Yun stepped forward first and gently placed his hand on the crystal ball. I saw a bright light inside the crystal ball, and then it gradually condensed into a dazzling spiritual root pattern - it turned out to be an extremely rare five-element spiritual root, and extremely pure, as if it was born with an inextricable connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the old man saw this, a hint of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes.
Next was Lan Wushuang. As soon as her hand touched the crystal ball, a chill surged from the ball, and then turned into an ice-blue spiritual root pattern. The old man nodded slightly, knowing that this girl must be a genius in practicing ice magic.
The last one was Lu Yan. She seemed a little nervous when she stepped forward, but when she placed her hand on the crystal ball, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out from the ball, like a shining sun. This was an extremely pure fire spirit root.
After the test was completed, the old man looked at the record in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, the three of you have excellent spiritual roots and talents. I believe you will shine in Qingyun Sect."
After saying that, he picked up the disciple roster, turned to the last page, and solemnly wrote down the names of three people: Jiang Xiaoyun, Lu Yu, and Lin Shuang.
The ancient bell outside the hall roared, announcing the arrival of new disciples.
The deacon elder smiled and said, "New disciples must do odd jobs for three months first. Lu Yu, you go to the cafeteria to be the fire-making girl; Lin Shuang, you go to the logistics department to make ice; as for Jiang Xiaoyun, you go to the martial arts arena to clean the battlefield!"
"Yes! Disciple obeys your command."
"Alright! Here are your disciple tokens and disciple uniforms, and this is your residence. Okay, go in!"
"Yes! Thank you, Elder!"
The deacon elder waved his hand and didn't want to say more.
The three of them smiled at each other and stepped over the threshold of Qingyun Sect. The moment they crossed the threshold, the jade token in Jiang Yun's sleeve quietly turned into powder and drifted away in the wind among the clouds, as if drawing a perfect end to their journey to immortality.
As long as you enter Qingyun Sect, everything will be easy.
Seeing that no one was around, Lu Yan asked in a low voice: "Master, if we expose our spiritual roots directly, I'm afraid it won't be a good idea."
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