The meeting hall is in front of Yuankun Peak, and some important matters that need to be discussed will be discussed in the hall.
There are four huge candlesticks placed at the four corners of the hall, some inscriptions and symbols are carved on the stone pillars around the hall, and several bright and huge night pearls are hung on the top.
It was already dark at this time, but the hall was still as bright as day.
The five elders, Ning Hai, and Cang Jinglan were all in the hall.
"Greetings, Master, Grandmaster, and all the elders." Yan Ying walked to the center of the hall and bowed.
"Yeah." Ning Hai waved his hand.
"Master, is what you said true?" Qu Jinxu, the elder of Baicao Peak, was wearing a light blue floor-length robe. He was tall and thin, with a white jade hairpin in his hair. He looked to be in his thirties, with a gentle and polite appearance.
He looked at Yan Ying. It was rumored in the sect that Yan Ying was a little bully who didn't like to practice and only loved to cause trouble. Her appearance really didn't match her mutated spiritual roots.
"If what senior brother said is true, then there is hope for our sect to prosper." Meng Jiuyan smiled with her eyebrows curved. Her appearance was as charming as her spiritual roots. Her age could not be seen, and her exquisite figure showed her grace.
Meng Jiuyan is Ning Hai's junior sister. They are both disciples of the old sect master. In this hall, she and Ning Hai are considered juniors.
"It was my uncle who found out personally, there is no mistake." Ning Hai looked at Cang Jinglan.
Cang Jinglan nodded lightly when he heard this.
Cang Jinglan turned his eyes to Yan Ying, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture, and light blue spiritual power flowed into Yan Ying's body.
"Try to use your spiritual power to knock down the candlestick over there." Cang Jinglan said in a light tone.
Yan Ying instantly felt that the spiritual power in her body became exceptionally abundant, and she tentatively raised her hand to activate the spiritual power.
Although her cultivation had reached the Golden Core stage, it was ultimately an exchange with the system, so she had hardly ever used her spiritual power and had not yet learned how to better control it.
Yan Ying thought that the points she had accumulated could no longer be exchanged for cultivation. Since she had a mutated spiritual root, her cultivation speed should be very fast. It was too extravagant to exchange points for cultivation. It would be better to keep the points to exchange for some rare treasures.
Yan Ying closed her eyes and raised her hand towards the candlestick in the corner.
Spiritual power surged, and a dazzling white light shot out from Yan Ying's hand.
"This..." Leng Sen looked at the candlestick that was knocked to the ground in some surprise.
The gold-plated candlesticks were now charred, and the ground around them was also black.
Yan Ying opened her eyes and saw that the candlestick had fallen to the ground. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was only good at learning the little electric ball, and her spiritual power was still difficult to control. Fortunately, she did not make any mistakes.
"The spiritual power of the Thunder Spirit Root is white, that's right." Meng Jiuyan nodded.
Cang Jinglan withdrew his spiritual power and waved his hand to sweep out a gust of wind towards the candlestick.
The charred candlestick instantly turned into debris and scattered on the ground.
Everyone looked at each other.
"I didn't expect that my Guiyun Sect would have such good fortune!" Si Huai said excitedly.
"In the last sect competition, Emperor Yuan Huizong severely injured one of my disciples. I am still holding my breath. In two years, I will return the favor without missing a beat!" Gong Wenxiu said with an angry look on his face, holding his round belly.
"I didn't expect that you, a girl who is lazy in practicing and only cares about having fun, is actually a good seedling." Gong Wenxiu squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Ying.
Yan Ying pursed her lips and smiled guiltily.
The sect competition is held every five years.
The last competition was held in the first year after Ning Hai took office as the sect leader. At that time, the previous disciples of the sect had already left the mountain, and the new disciples' cultivation was not enough. Only Ye Chenge won a few games, and the rest lost badly.
Guiyun Sect was looked down upon by other sects because of this incident, and the number of people participating in Guiyun Sect's disciple selection each year was much less.
"Dear elders, please keep the matter of Ying'er's spiritual roots confidential to avoid any trouble." Ning Hai said in a deep voice to the people in the hall.
"Of course." Qu Jinxu nodded in agreement.
The other elders also agreed.
"Okay, you guys go down and rest." Ning Hai looked at Yan Ying and Wu Lin and said.
Yan Ying and Wu Lin then bowed and left the hall.
"What do they have to say so late at night?" Yan Ying turned around and looked at the bright hall with curiosity on her face.
"I guess it's about selecting new disciples. Next month is the annual disciple selection." Wu Lin guessed.
In the selections over the past few years, there have been almost no outstanding disciples. Most of the cultivators who entered the mountain to register stayed in the outer sect, and few were able to enter the inner sect to become disciples. It was like picking a general from a group of short men.
"Disciple selection..." Yan Ying lowered her eyes and rolled her eyes.
According to the plot, Cen Ji stayed in the outer sect when he was in Guiyun Sect.
It was not until he was nineteen, three years later, that the heroine completely severed ties with him. He was heartbroken and wanted to leave Guiyun Sect, but was surrounded and beaten again by the original owner and her disciples, and was seriously injured, so he became possessed.
If... he could enter the inner sect and practice diligently, and then achieve some success, would the subsequent plot be different? Cen Ji might be able to live a good life in the sect, and he wouldn't be full of resentment towards the sect.
"What are you thinking about?" Wu Lin looked down at Yan Ying's pensive expression, and it was obvious that she was having some ulterior motive.
"Second Brother, what are the requirements for those disciples to enter the inner sect and become disciples?"
After thinking for a moment, Wu Lin understood that his junior sister must want to help the outer sect disciple named Cen Ji enter the inner sect.
Wu Lin couldn't figure out what it was about Cen Ji that attracted Yan Ying. Could it be that Cen Ji's outstanding appearance had attracted Yan Ying? Otherwise, that boy was so skinny and not even as handsome as him.
Besides, his junior sister is so young and shouldn’t understand the relationship between men and women. How could she care more about Cen Ji than about him, her own senior brother?
"Second Brother?"
"Junior sister, you are already an inner sect disciple, why are you asking these questions?" Wu Lin did not answer and said sourly.
"I have never participated in disciple selection, so naturally I am a little curious." Yan Ying lied.
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