Chapter 178 Meow Meow Meow
Located on the top of the Wanling Mountain surrounded by fairy air, the immortal gate of Wanling Sect is composed of two white jade doors dozens of feet high. The doors are carved with lifelike spirit beasts from various Shanhaijing, and a plaque made of ten-thousand-year-old black iron, with three large and elegant and vigorous characters inscribed on it: Wanling Sect.
Climbing up the long steps paved with jade bricks, Jian Yunlan arrived at the gate of Wanling Sect.
This long staircase has 30,000 steps, and many people cannot climb halfway. The number of people who reach the sect gate is less than half of the number of people who set out.
The atmosphere at the sect entrance was extremely serious. The White Jade Gate was tightly closed, showing its most unkind side to these students who had come from afar.
In the center of the round platform in front of the door stood a bronze mirror of ancient shape. Beside the mirror stood a man and a woman. Both of them were wearing wide-sleeved blue robes of inner sect disciples, and their every move exuded the air of immortals.
Looking at the people who had just arrived at the top of the mountain, the inner sect female cultivator on the left side of the bronze mirror said calmly:
"The bronze mirror in front of you is the first stage of the selection process for the Wanling Sect, the spiritual root test."
Her voice was not loud, but it was infused with spiritual power, blowing into everyone's ears like a breeze.
There was already a long line in front of the bronze mirror. After a brief thought, Jian Yunlan joined the line.
A young man with simple clothes and pockmarks on his face stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at it half nervously and half expectantly. The scene in the bronze mirror changed several times, and finally solidified into a piece of dead wood.
The male cultivator on the right side of the bronze mirror glanced at the bronze mirror and spoke in a stern and impartial manner:
"Miscellaneous spiritual roots, unqualified."
There was a sigh from the crowd.
The expectation on the boy's face instantly turned into disappointment. He lowered his head and walked away with a sluggish pace. After the young man, the people behind him stepped forward one by one, and the male cultivator on the right also spoke again and again:
"No spiritual roots, unqualified."
"No spiritual roots, unqualified."
"Miscellaneous spiritual roots."
“…”
Among so many people who climbed to the top of the mountain, except for a few who were detected to have three spiritual roots and passed the initial test, almost 90% were judged as unqualified on the spot.
Among those who failed, some went down the mountain directly, but more people stood aside and waited.
"I heard that if the number of qualified people is less than 100, a few outstanding people will be selected from the unqualified people to pass the preliminary test." The person standing next to Jian Yunlan said casually, "There are quite few qualified people today, maybe there is hope, so they are not leaving."
"So there is a resurrection match." Jian Yunlan nodded thoughtfully.
The team moved forward quickly, and soon it was Jian Yunlan's turn.
...Because Jian Yunlan had an outstanding appearance, as soon as he stood in front of the bronze mirror, the male and female cultivators on both sides couldn't help but look at him twice.
The male cultivator on the right side of the bronze mirror is named Zhang Qing, and the female cultivator on the left side is named Wang Yue. Presiding over the sect election is a thankless job. One has to stand at the door for several hours. If one is unlucky, one will be begged or harassed by the mortals who were not elected.
At this time, the two had been standing next to the bronze mirror for nearly four hours. They were both a little bored and couldn't help but chat in a voice transmission that others couldn't hear.
"What do you think of this kid?" Wang Yue asked in a low voice.
"He is good-looking," Zhang Qing yawned, "As for his spiritual roots... I can't tell. He is also a mortal. I hope he won't cry when he fails to be selected."
Sure enough, while the two were chatting, the result appeared on the bronze mirror.
The scene on the bronze mirror was frozen on a gleaming spatula.
Zhang Qing: ""
Wang Yue: “?”
They have presided over the sect's preliminary election for so many years, and gold, wood, water, fire and earth have appeared on this bronze mirror. No matter whether it is a mutated form such as a gold nugget, a branch, a stream, a flame, soil or even lightning, it has a corresponding spiritual root.
But this is the first time I’ve seen a spatula like this!
Whose good person's spiritual root is related to a spatula? What kind of spiritual root is this?
Pot spirit root? ? !
The two of them complained in their hearts, but the elders of the sect had said that all strange and weird things should be attributed to mixed spiritual roots. Moreover, they really could not feel the spiritual roots of the young man in front of them, so they would not make a mistake.
"Ahem," Zhang Qing coughed to cover up his inner speechlessness and announced calmly, "Miscellaneous spiritual roots, not qualified."
Jian Yunlan had anticipated this result and nodded to the two of them: "Thank you."
After saying that, he walked to the side - many unsuccessful disciples were waiting there, hoping that after the selection was over, if there were not enough people, they would have a chance to be selected again.
Zhang Qing and Wang Yue looked at each other again, this time their eyes were full of sympathy.
They have seen many people like Jian Yunlan.
"People like them have probably spent most of their lives dreaming of becoming an immortal and making a name for themselves. Now that their dreams have been shattered, they are unwilling to accept reality and are still dreaming of a chance to turn things around." Zhang Qing shook his head and thought, "But how is that possible?"
Even if the number of qualified people is really less than 100, the second selection will only be made from those who have already been selected: most of them are relatives of the elders or disciples in the sect, commonly known as relatives.
"For those who have a bright future, talent, luck and resources are all indispensable." Wang Yue said with emotion through voice transmission.
Zhang Qing sneered: "For someone like him who has neither talent nor connections, it is wishful thinking to want to take a step into the Wanling Sect. What's the point of waiting on the sidelines-"
Zhang Qing's words suddenly stopped.
Not only him, but everyone at the sect gate, whether they were still queuing or had been eliminated, all stopped moving.
The crowd stared blankly at the handsome young man who had just been eliminated.
...There is no other reason.
Most of the eliminated people walked aside to wait, either with sad faces, or sat there with their heads in their hands, or kept pointing to the sky and praying to gods.
But that young man was different.
He walked briskly to the center of the crowd, put the huge bag behind him on the ground, sat down, and took out a... roujiamo from his bag? ? ?
The bag had excellent thermal insulation properties, so the roujiamo I took out was still steaming.
Jian Yunlan had been walking for quite some time, climbing mountains and queuing. Although he was still in good physical condition, he was a little hungry at this time. So after sitting down, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the hot roujiamo, and took a big bite.
Although it may seem like boasting, even Jian Yunlan herself couldn't help but sigh while eating this roujiamo:
It’s delicious indeed!
No wonder diners are always so crazy.
Jian Yunlan has been a chef for many years, but this is his first time to do a food broadcast. He happened to be hungry, so he ate with relish.
...The effects and impacts caused by this are extremely significant.
As Jian Yunlan took a bite, the crispy and fragrant steamed bun skin made a "crunching" sound between her teeth, and the greasy steamed bun was soaked with the marinade. Then, the full of braised meat filling in the roujiamo appeared in front of everyone.
——The soft and juicy red marinated pork filling, after being simmered over a long period of time, has a rich and distinct meat aroma. The fat and lean meat is chopped delicately and evenly, and is served with chopped green peppers. Just by looking at it from a distance, you can imagine the salty and fragrant taste it will have in your mouth.
The aroma of the roujiamo also spread with the wind, sweeping across the land like a whirlwind!
“…”
Everyone was just wondering what he was going to do.
But as Jian Yunlan started eating Roujiamo on the spot...
People's inquiring and somewhat confused eyes gradually became heated.
Jian Yunlan made a gluttonous sound: "Chew, chew, chew."
The golden and crispy steamed bun was filled with so much meat filling that when eating, fragrant juice would occasionally flow out. Jian Yunlan adhered to the principle of not wasting food, and ate with a smacking sound, sucking her fingers from time to time.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
People who were queuing for testing were worried about whether they would be selected not long ago, and their hearts were full of sorrow and anxiety.
But at this time, many people have put those worries behind their minds - compared with the tempting situation in front of them, what is a mere test? !
"What is this food? Why does it smell so good..."
"My mother gave me several steamed buns before she left, but compared to his steamed buns, my buns tasted bland!"
"Did he make this bun himself, or did he buy it? I wonder if he would sell it or not, slurp slurp."
Several people unknowingly left the team and moved towards Jian Yunlan.
As everyone watched, they became more and more greedy. Some even wished they could travel into Jian Yunlan's body right now and take over his body, just to taste the roujiamo and see if it was as delicious as it smelled!
The people in the queue have not yet entered the Immortal Gate, let alone practiced Fasting, so they are easily affected.
But Zhang Qing and Wang Yue on both sides of the bronze mirror are different...
? ? ?
"Mortals who haven't practiced fasting have very poor concentration." Zhang Qing complained by transmitting his voice into the ears, but his eyes betrayed his will as he stared at the roujiamo and couldn't move away.
"Haha, that's right. All of us inner disciples have already established our foundation and practiced fasting. These distracting thoughts can't shake us at all!" Wang Yue sniffed the fragrance with all her might and wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth imperceptibly.
The crispy and flexible steamed bun skin is soaked in grease, and the red marinated meat filling is overflowing with marinade in every bite. They, the cultivators, had excellent eyesight, so all of this, along with the irresistible fragrance, appeared before their eyes as if magnified by a microscope.
……too! fry! boil! it’s done! ! !
As inner sect disciples, both of them had only been fasting for less than two years and were not used to it yet. But in the sect, they took fasting pills every day, and the people around them ate bland food even if they didn’t fast, so it was okay.
But I haven’t eaten for two whole years, and suddenly such a huge temptation appeared before my eyes. It was really a test of my willpower! ! !
The eyes of both of them were bloodshot, and two powerful willpowers were entangled in their hearts, one was the will to the Tao, and the other was greed.
For a moment, Zhang Qing wanted to rush over and drive away Jian Yunlan, the source of all evil, to prevent his own Taoism from being unstable.
But he wasn't doing anything, he wasn't setting up a stall, and he wasn't making any trouble. He was just eating roujiamo there quietly. Why should I chase him away? ! The master has no name!
Zhang Qing and Wang Yue were torn between inner conflicts and all kinds of distracting thoughts, which almost tore them apart.
For a moment, both of them stood beside the bronze mirror, lost in thought and pain.
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