Taixuan Sect is one of the few spiritual sects in Beizhou. It was founded by Taixuan Zhenren a thousand years ago. After several generations, it finally became a holy place in the north after Zhang Hengzhi of Jiufeng successfully led the heavenly tribulation to ascend to heaven a hundred years ago. Everyone in the entire Beizhou yearns for it.
Today is the day when Emperor Taixuanzong recruits new people once every ten years.
The Sword Washing Pool on the hillside of Taixuan Shenxiang Peak is already filled with pilgrims who have come to Taixuan. Among them are some disciples of sects and wealthy and powerful people. The purpose of their coming today is to hope to become a disciple of Taixuan and become a disciple of this sect that is rumored to hold the secret of ascension.
Some are fanatical, some are in awe, but some are also filled with doubt and jealousy.
"The Taixuan Sect was originally just a second-rate sect, and it couldn't even be ranked in Beizhou. But in the blink of an eye, it has become the leading holy place in the entire Beizhou. It's really like a mouse eating cat food. It's unpredictable." Someone sighed.
"Nonsense, if your father could ascend to heaven in broad daylight, your family would also become the leading sect in Beizhou." Someone beside him snorted coldly.
"Since the Holy War a thousand years ago, there hasn't been a heavenly tribulation in Northern Continent for a full thousand years, and no one has ascended to heaven. Yet, a hundred years ago, someone from the Taixuan Sect reached the summit and ascended to heaven. Can smoke rising from an ancestral grave just happen?"
"I'm so jealous and envious..."
"Yes, yes..."
A group of people were muttering to themselves as they watched countless lights and shadows drifting down from the top of Shenxiang Peak and landing on several spiritual platforms on the top of the mountain.
There are nine spiritual platforms in total, representing the Nine Peaks of Taixuan. The other peaks are fine, with many disciples and followers and a lot of worship. But on the last spiritual platform representing the ninth peak, there is only a lazy-looking young man, which looks particularly different.
The young man looked to be in his twenties, with a handsome face. Compared with others, he did not have much aura flowing through his body, appearing ordinary and low-key.
But the pilgrims below looked at the young man with a strange passion in their eyes.
"Is that Li Changan, the eldest disciple of the Ninth Peak of Taixuan Sect and the disciple of the only person who ascended to heaven in Taixuan Sect?" someone said.
"Yes, before Senior Zhang Heng ascended to heaven, he handed over the entire Ninth Peak to Li Changan. So even though he is only the Ninth Peak's eldest disciple now, he is no different from the Peak Master."
"Hey, you don't like the Ninth Peak, do you?" the man snorted with his eyes squinted.
"Of course, who among those who come here doesn't want to enter the Ninth Peak?" Another person pointed at the pilgrims who surrounded the entire Sword Washing Pool and snorted with a grin.
"Look at Qingyun Mountain's senior disciple Xiao Gan, the Great Qin Dynasty's crown prince Qin Chaofeng, and Liu Yang, the young master of the wealthy Huai'an Liu family. Each of them is a renowned genius. Their goal this time is to reach the Ninth Peak. You? Go home and have some sleep..."
The man's expression froze.
At the very edge of the Sword Washing Pool, squeezed into a corner by everyone, a thin little girl stared at the spirit platform representing the Ninth Peak with eyes full of curiosity.
As if attracted by the little girl's gaze, Senior Brother Jiufeng on the spiritual platform turned his head to look at the little girl, nodded and smiled.
"Look, Big Brother smiled at me. Haha, I was saying that this pilgrimage, Wang Wu, still had a chance..."
"Ji'er, Senior Brother is obviously looking at me. It has nothing to do with you. Get out of here!"
"I'm here. If you dare to snatch it from me, I'll pop your eyes..."
"Come here, little brother, and take my Thousand Year Kill!"
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There was a slight chaos at the sword-washing pool.
"Hey, the Nine Peaks of Taixuan have always been sparsely populated, and isn't Li Changan a good-for-nothing who can't practice cultivation? Why are you all rushing to the Ninth Peak?" someone asked.
The people standing aside immediately rolled their eyes.
"Are you stupid? Taixuan Ninth Peak is the only place in the entire Northern Continent where there is a legacy of ascenders. Who among those who come here doesn't want to achieve enlightenment and ascend?"
"Although there are not many disciples in the Ninth Peak, including Li Changan, there are only eight brothers and sisters, but each of them is a world-famous figure."
"Although it's rumored that Senior Brother Li Chang'an is unable to cultivate and has a useless physique, he can't withstand the formidable strength of his junior brothers and sisters. Second Junior Brother Xing Tian is the well-known Taixuan God of War, unrivaled among his peers throughout the entire Northern Continent. Third Junior Sister Jiang Xuan is known as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman, born with the Nine Transformations of Dao Embryo and unparalleled talent. Fourth Junior Brother Hou Yi is now the number one defender of the Canglan Iron Wall, having slain countless Canglan great monsters."
"Let's not talk about the other junior brothers and sisters for now. Just take the Seventh Master, Sun Wukong. It's said that he once attacked the Holy Land's North Heavenly Gate with an iron rod, knocking down several great cultivators who had entered the Divine Realm. The now-famous Three-Eyed Heavenly King was almost beaten to death by Sun Wukong..."
The man's eyes were filled with admiration. "Whoever truly becomes a disciple of the Ninth Peak can guarantee that he won't become such a powerful figure in the future? Tsk tsk, Beitianmen, that's a sect even more powerful than Taixuan. Just thinking about it makes me excited..."
This man's words completely ignited the passion of the pilgrims in the field. Countless people stared at the young man on the Ninth Spiritual Platform with red eyes, dreaming of being accepted as a disciple by the Ninth Peak.
However, they also knew that this possibility was very small, because in the pilgrimage and disciple-recruiting ceremony held every ten years, Li Changan of the Ninth Peak would only accept one person, or even no one.
In the hundred years since his master Zhang Hengzhi ascended to heaven, he had only accepted seven junior brothers and sisters.
On the spiritual platform, Li Changan leaned on the spiritual jade chair and smiled helplessly.
He had not expected that he would come to this world as the eldest disciple of Taixuan Jiufeng a hundred years ago, and he had never expected that he would have the useless physique that Taixuan Sect only encounters once in a thousand years.
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