Chapter 550: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (5)
The leader of Lingyun Sect wanted to swerve to Lin Muqing's side, but reluctantly turned back to look at the genius that only appears once in a thousand years.
What if he leaves and the elders’ fighting power is no longer sufficient?
then--
"Elders, go and fetch our Master in person!"
The leader of the Wanjian Sect narrowed his eyes in confusion. Seeing that the girl was just a young child with no cultivation, he thought he was joking and said in a mocking tone, "Sect Leader Ling, where did you get your master? Wang Lin has been missing for a thousand years."
The leader of Lingyun Sect smiled mysteriously and did not answer. His great master had a very important background, and if he told them the story, they would probably scare these old guys to death!
Ling He looked at Zong Qingchuan with a smile, "Let me introduce him to you."
"Our Lingyun Sect has the most abundant spiritual energy in the cultivation world. The cultivation level will improve by leaps and bounds every day. You can choose from a variety of alchemy tools, runes, etc."
The leader of the Yuzhen Sect: "We are famous for our formation runes! We are the best at defending against top-notch experts!"
The leader of the Shengdan Sect: "Our sect is the richest! We make a living by making pills. Our entire sect has a very high status in the world of immortal cultivation. No one dares to mess with us!"
The leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect: "We have ancient sword spirits in our sword tomb! Ancient immortal swords! They can kill ten thousand enemies with one!"
The leader of Lingyun Sect could not let the ignorant youngster be deceived by the word "ancient", so he sneered and said:
"The Wanjian Sect is the poorest, with a pile of rotten iron, but they are unwilling to exchange it for money. You have to wait for a chance to get a sword. Ancient? Tens of thousands of years have passed. Have you seen anyone in the world of immortal cultivation get one?"
"You, you, you..." The leader of the Wanjian Sect was so angry that he pulled out his sword.
"I am telling the truth." The leader of Lingyun Sect relied on the fact that the sword-chick was here and did not dare to take action. Otherwise, he would not provoke him easily.
A group of middle-aged men in long robes with white beards were arguing with their faces red. They were not shy but excited and unwilling to admit defeat!
The above words were spoken in half an incense stick of time. Zong Qingchuan listened to the general idea but moved his feet without hesitation.
Get close to the leader of Lingyun Sect.
The man asked softly in a pleasant voice, "Master, who do you want to be your master?"
"You can choose from our elders, and I can do it too!" People with talent are easy to talk to.
"Master, please give me some guidance on my future path to becoming an immortal." Zong Qingchuan bowed his hands and lowered his head slightly, preparing to say goodbye.
"Boom——"
As he gradually bent down, a powerful bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, and went straight towards Ling He.
At the critical moment, it stopped on Ling He's head.
Lin Muqing raised his hand and cast a spell, making Zong Qingchuan stand up straight. The thunder tribulation lasted for two seconds and then disappeared.
The cold sweat on Ling He's back of Ling Yun Sect disappeared. This sudden change made all the immortal cultivators in Jiuzhou Square change their expressions.
It seemed that Ling He could not bear this worship. In order to avoid any trouble, when Lin Muqing came to them, he glanced at Zong Qingchuan, who also had a confused look for a moment, and said to Ling He: "Ling He, you continue with the disciple-taking ceremony. I will take the person aside first."
The stunningly beautiful fairy in white was led over by the elder. Ling He immediately bowed respectfully and responded to her words.
"I've seen the Grand Master, nephew understands." Just now the thunder was about to fall, but it disappeared. It's hard not to think of the Grand Master.
Lin Muqing nodded and walked through the crowd. Before leaving, Zong Qingchuan gave instructions to his soldiers at the back of the team.
"If you are extremely gifted, you don't have to continue following me..."
"Your servant... Chen swears to follow you till death!"
Only with such a strong master can they continue to shine.
"Okay!" Zong Qingchuan took a deep look at the ten soldiers, followed Lin Muqing's light footsteps, and was led by the second elder of Lingyun Sect to sit in the sect camp above.
Zong Qingchuan sat down in the disciple's seat and looked from afar at the young girl who was being treated respectfully by the elder not far away.
He just had an idea, but he didn't ask it out loud: Is it okay to be her apprentice?
He admitted that he was ambitious and would of course worship the strongest.
The second elder was so excited that tears streamed down his face. "Grandmaster, I never thought that one day we, your disciples, would be able to see your true face."
Lin Muqing had never accepted a disciple. The leader of Lingyun Sect was the disciple of the disciple of the disciple of her eldest senior brother.
Many generations have shared it.
The ratio of time in the world of immortal cultivation to that in the world of immortals is ten to one.
Unlike the mortal world, two thousand years have passed since she left, and twenty thousand years have passed here, and the sect is still prosperous.
"I will only stay for a short period of time. Please do not advertise me casually." Lin Muqing knew that there would be many people around and it would be difficult to tell who was watching, so he whispered directly into the elder's ear.
The Second Elder was even more excited when the Grand Master wanted to stay. "I understand."
The other elders came to her one by one to greet her, making her feel really very old.
The reason for recognizing her is that every cultivator who successfully ascends to immortality will be hung on the forbidden wall of the sect’s ancestral hall, and only the sect leader can see it.
In this sect's disciple selection, only ten out of ten thousand mortals have the talent to cultivate immortality. There are fifty thousand people in the square, a total of fifty-two, and even if each sect is evenly divided, there are only three.
Not much, just a matter of luck.
After all the distribution, Lingyun Sect still got the largest share.
Except for Zong Qingchuan who has purple-level talent, the highest talent among the others is only blue-level.
Among the four soldiers in Zong Qingchuan, three had green-level talents and one had blue-level. The others were just mortals. After giving them some instructions, they parted ways completely. The six soldiers went back to report with the emperor's order.
When the king and his subjects meet again someday, it will be when they are both gray-haired or buried in the earth.
Ge Yu has been Zong Qingchuan's personal bodyguard for ten years. He has a blue-level talent and follows his master as he wishes.
…
One day later.
The immortal cultivators from various major sects passed through the entrances between the mortal world and the immortal world with specially made tokens.
The entrance is a round door with a diameter of five meters. The middle is like a frosted film, which allows people to pass through and disappear into it without seeing the scenery on the opposite side.
After entering the world of immortal cultivation.
The air that fills into the nostrils at that moment makes people feel relaxed physically and mentally. The lower the level, the more comfortable the aura will feel.
Zong Qingchuan was dressed in a dark green robe, and had always been thinking about repaying his gratitude in the future, so he followed Lin Muqing. At this time, he was able to adjust the spiritual energy he inhaled according to the method taught by the sect leader.