Chapter 1301: Apprenticeship Ceremony, Granting of Immortal Weapons



"You have to think about it carefully. I don't like giving people second chances."

Xia Zhi shrugged and said.

He did not blame the disciple. After all, everyone has the freedom of choice, and it is not a good thing to arbitrarily decide other people's lives.

Besides, he is just a passer-by here and it is impossible for him to stay here forever.

If you have too many ties, you might have some regrets when you leave.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for your help."

Wang Gebi cupped his hands and bowed to express his gratitude.

For him, this is the best outcome.

He was actually afraid of displeasing the immortal. After all, his father was not in the Yushan Sword Sect. If possible, a peaceful solution would be the best option.

The three immortals from the Yushan Sword Sect shook their heads slightly.

Wang Gebi’s choice may be correct, but having more strong people to protect you means having more options.

Regardless of whether he is the descendant of the Sword Sect's leader or not, if he can get the support of a powerful immortal, his future path will be much easier.

Ultimately, they are too young and don't know how to judge the situation and make use of all available resources.

Especially for an immortal like Xia Zhi, being proficient in alchemy and refining can at least help his apprentice avoid many detours.

"In that case, let's begin the apprenticeship ceremony now."

The Painting Immortal walked up to Xia Zhi and said with a smile.

"Can."

Xia Zhi nodded and said with a smile.

Then the entire Yushan Sword Sect became busy.

The Xianmen was very efficient, and Xia Zhi didn't need other sects to come and watch the ceremony, so everything was arranged in just two hours.

Xia Zhi was not an immortal of the Yushan Sword Sect before, so the Yushan Sword Sect chose a mountain with abundant spiritual energy for Xia Zhi.

After all, Xia Zhi’s level is very high, and he also needs a place for his disciples to practice.

Otherwise, if the immortals who joined the Sword Sect had no place to live, they would surely become the laughing stock if they told others about it.

The mountain where Xia Zhi was located was the third highest mountain in the Yushan Sword Sect, but it was a bit remote from the Sect Master's Hall.

As a newly joined immortal, it is impossible for anyone who is not a fool to believe it completely.

However, they would be reluctant to miss out on the opportunity to have an immortal join them, so they could only use some compromise methods to solve the problem.

If we get along well in the future, it is not impossible to move closer to the main peak.

Xia Zhi had no objection to this, and even wanted to stay away from those people.

If something unexpected happens, it will be easier to escape or find an excuse if you are far away.

The mountain is called Qingyu Peak. It is surrounded by mountains, rivers, grass and trees. It looks quite fairy-like under the rain and fog.

There is a large hall on the top of the peak, which looks quite old.

The disciples lived not near the main hall, but on the rock walls around the mountain.

Qingyu Peak Hall.

Xia Zhi sat on the throne at the top, with three immortals sitting below him in order, and some elite disciples watching the ceremony around him.

In the center of the hall, eight disciples of different ages were kneeling.

The ages of these disciples range from 20 to 100 years old, but they have one thing in common: their qualifications are not that good.

The strongest one is only at the eighth level, and the weakest one has just started practicing.

At this moment, the apprenticeship ceremony has been completed, and the next step is for Xia Zhi to bestow items.

Xia Zhi looked at the disciples below, feeling a little distressed about what to give.

He did have a lot of valuable things on him, but not many low-value items.

After all, for him, too low-level items are useless, and he doesn't have any subordinates to train, so he naturally won't hoard low-end items.

"Forget it, I don't have anything good. These are what I got when I traveled before. You can use them to protect yourselves."

As he spoke, Xia Zhi waved his hand, and eight rays of light of various colors flew into his apprentice's hands.

Although the little goldfish ate a lot of his treasures, fortunately he still left some, or rather, some equipment that the little goldfish didn't like.

"Immortal weapon?!" Bei Ziwen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Immortal weapons are not rare at their level, but they are incomparable weapons for low-level cultivators.

Among the disciples of Yushan Sword Sect, only a few possess magical weapons.

Disciples who possess magical weapons are basically people with outstanding talents, and it is also a symbol of the sect's high hopes.

Although what Xia Zhi gave was only a low-grade immortal weapon, it would not be an exaggeration to say that those disciples were uglier than them. How could they have possessed immortal weapons at such a level?

But after all, it was not her own land, so she couldn't say much.

After hearing Bei Ziwen's words, the elite disciples who were watching showed expressions ranging from astonishment to regret on their faces.

The value of an immortal weapon is inestimable to them, and as elite disciples, if they had flattered the master before, the master might have accepted them as disciples.

When some of these elites thought about how they had just passed by a magical weapon, they wanted to slap themselves twice.

However, compared to your own failure, other people's success is more difficult to accept.

The elite disciples glanced at Wang Gebi calmly. After all, this son of the headmaster was "almost" selected before, and he was the only elite disciple.

Wang Gebi, who was being looked at, had a blank expression on his face, but he still felt some regret in his heart.

Although he also has magical weapons on him, since Xia Zhi can take out such things at will, there will definitely be many benefits in the future.

But now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying more, I can only bear it.

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master."

The eight disciples knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to express their gratitude.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will not only not be able to obtain immortal weapons, but they will not even have the chance to become the immortal's disciples.

But now, not only have they become the immortal's apprentice, but they have also been given powerful immortal weapons. This overwhelming wealth makes them feel like they are living in a dream.

"It's not a big deal, just practice well."

"The immortal weapon is not only your protective amulet, but also your calamity. Only a strong cultivation base can truly be your foundation."

Xia Zhi raised his hand and spoke earnestly.

Then a breeze blew by, and the eight disciples stood up from the ground.

"Follow Master's instructions!"

The eight disciples said in unison.

Suddenly, Xia Zhi's eyes turned and looked at those elite disciples.

The elite disciple who was being watched was shocked, thinking that Xia Zhi wanted to take in another disciple.

However, some of the master's disciples sighed in their hearts. After all, they were different from Wang Gebi. Betraying their master would probably not allow them to survive in the world of immortal cultivation, let alone the Yushan Sword Sect.

"Today is not only the day I accept disciples, but also the day I join the Jade Mountain Sword Sect, so I have prepared some small gifts for you all as a token of my appreciation."

As he spoke, Xia Zhi waved his hand, and suddenly countless streams of light flew into the hands of the elite disciples.

Not only that, even the three immortals each received one.

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