Tianyuan Sect, as one of the smallest sects of cultivating immortals among thousands of sects, this year's recruitment was not very successful. At the moment, a young man who was throwing himself into a rage blocked many people's way. The two stewards at the gate squinted at the young man who had been making trouble on the ground for more than half an hour. If the Elder Hanging Mirror had not told them, they would have beaten the young man out of chaos.
"I want to cultivate immortals, I want to cultivate immortals, let me cultivate immortals......" The young man rolled all over the ground, causing the dust flying around, because the elder of the Tianyuan Sect said that he had no talent for cultivating immortals, and refused to let him become a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, which is very normal in the recruitment of major sects.
But the young man felt unfair. Why didn't you say no? The young man came from the far northwest continent. He spent more than ten taels of silver on his way to eat, stay and travel. It took him more than half a month to find the nearest Tianyuanzong from his hometown. He finally caught up with the recruitment, but waited outside for a long time. He was dismissed by the elder who tested his talent just after entering. How could the young man be reconciled.
"I want to cultivate immortals, I want to cultivate immortals, I want to cultivate immortals......" The boy lay on the ground and kept making trouble.
There is only one road at the gate of Tianyuan Sect. At the moment, most of it is occupied by teenagers, and many people around begin to talk about it.
But the young man did not care. He held the fat steward's thigh at the door and would not die.
Finally, the movement at the door alerted an elder in charge of recruiting new people,
A bald eagle eyed man came out, looked at the scene and asked, "What's the matter?"
The man was dressed in a gray white gown with sharp eyes, which made him a bad character.
A steward at the door walked up to the eagle eyed man and said, "Elder Wu, this boy has been driven out without talent for cultivating immortals and has been acting wildly at the door for more than half an hour."
"What are you doing to eat? You won't throw him down the mountain?" Elder Eagle Eye angrily said.
"But Elder Hanging Mirror told me that although this boy has no talent for cultivating immortals, his courage is commendable. Now all major sects are robbing talents for cultivating immortals. Let's not go too far."
"Hum! The old man of Hanging Mirror is only in charge of the kitchen. When did he start to get involved in the recruitment of new things? Throw the boy down the mountain for me. This year, it is my duty to recruit new people. If the leader's task is not completed, I will look good to you." Elder Wu scolded the two stewards.
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With the support of Elder Wu, the two stewards no longer have any concerns. They have long been unhappy with the boy who looks like a boy on the ground. Now Elder Wu is talking, and even if Elder Hanging Mirror asks, they will not be afraid.
The fat steward, who was held by the boy in his lap, gave a cold groan and kicked the boy three feet away.
The young man fell on the ground with a snort and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although the steward of the Tianyuan Sect was only a gatekeeper, he had been in the Tianyuan Sect for three years and kicked the young man at random.
"I owe it to your grandma." The boy suddenly got up and bumped his head into the fat steward.
Steward Pang was caught off guard and was knocked down by a young man. At the moment, so many people are watching him, especially many ordinary people who come to Tianyuan Sect to learn martial arts and want to enter the Immortal Sect. Their faces are naturally dull.
"Die!" the fat steward said angrily.
Stand up and clap the boy's signature palm of the Tianyuan Sect: Dark Ice Palm. This palm is slapped on the boy's head. I'm afraid it will definitely kill him.
At the critical moment, an old man with half a beard came out of the sect.
"Stop!" the old man shouted.
The fat steward seemed to be angry and didn't stop this slap.
Seeing the boy dying under his palm, the old man with half a beard suddenly threw the same black ice palm at the fat steward in the air.
The old man with half a beard was better when his palms collided. He not only blocked the palm, but also had the strength to shake the fat steward away.
The people around marveled at how powerful this half bearded old man's palm technique was. The Dark Ice Palm was just a common move of the Tianyuan Sect, but it seemed to be no less than some high-level moves when used on the old man, which made those who wanted to worship the Tianyuan Sect excited.
Seeing that the old man with half a beard was so powerful, but the fat steward dared not say anything after being beaten out, the people around suddenly understood that the old man with half a beard was afraid of his identity.
"Hum! I just said that now all the major sects are scrambling for talent to cultivate immortals. Even if they don't have talent, don't go too far when driving down the mountain. Why? Don't my words work?"
The old man is the mirror hanging elder.
Hanging Mirror has a special position in the Tianyuan Sect. It is reasonable to say that even if he is ranked among the five elders with his strength, he is arranged by the leader to be in charge of chores in the kitchen for some reason.
Another steward with Steward Pang stood up and said, "Elder Hanging Mirror, it's none of our business. It's Elder Wu..."
The eagle eyed bald headed Elder Wu finally said, "Hanging mirror, what do you mean? This year I am responsible for recruiting new people. Do you want to find fault?"
The hanging mirror glanced sideways at Wu Tian and said, "Wu Tian, I'm hanging the mirror to find fault with you. Don't you weigh your own weight, are you qualified? Your master is almost here."
"You!" Wu Tian became angry, but he couldn't help holding the hanging mirror.
Who let Hanging Mirror be a famous thorn in the head of the Tianyuan Clan? Except for the palm door, no one would give face to the five elders. My Shifu is one of the five elders, and sometimes he is angry with Hanging Mirror.
"Hanging mirror, this boy has no talent for cultivating immortals, and he will not leave at the gate of Tianyuan Sect. I can tell you that the leader said that he must recruit enough talented disciples this year to expand our strength of Tianyuan Sect. If you dare to block the recruitment, the leader will not spare you." Wu Tian wants to use the leader to press the hanging mirror.
But hanging mirror doesn't like it at all.
"Who said that if you failed the test, you would have no talent for cultivating immortals? Zhang Yufan of the Qingyun Sect was originally going to join our Tianyuan Sect, but he met your brother Wu Hao and said that he had no talent for cultivating immortals. As a result, after he joined the Qingyun Sect, he made great progress in his cultivation. It is not too wrong to say that he is a once in a century genius for cultivating immortals;
Wu Tian, don't think I don't know. Every year, you put your own people to recruit new people from outside, and how much money you earn. The leader will know about this. I think who can't afford it? "
Wu Tian seemed to have been stabbed in the pain by the hanging mirror. His face turned red and he could not speak for a long time.
The boy who looked like a boy on the ground finally had a chance to look up at the two elders in front of him. After listening to the conversation between the hanging mirror and Wu Tian, the boy knew that his chance was coming.
"Elder, I'm very talented. It's just that they don't know the goods. The elder must accept me. I know that piece of what is ordinary. It's my sworn brother. When I was young, I used to catch fish and shrimp with me. My talent is far from mine." The young man fell down in front of the hanging mirror, with a snot and a tear, for fear that others might not know that he was a genius for cultivating immortals.
There was a twitch on the hanging mirror's face. How could he be so shameless, like a piece of dog skin plaster? It seems that he is depending on me.
Zhang Yufan is your brother, but I'm still his father!
Xuanjing was a little annoyed, but his eyes caught sight of Wu Tian standing beside him, and he began to mutter in his heart.
I stand out for an outsider. If I don't accept this guy, I can't say it. I'm afraid Wu Tian will go to the leader to tell me.
Xuanjing looked at the boy in front of him, and he had already planned to deal with the current situation. As for the boy, who can remember who you are when he is thrown into the kitchen for three years and five years?
"Look up and let me have a look. Eh? Who said you have no talent? I think you are a good candidate for cultivating immortals. You can follow me from now on! Who dares to bully you in the future will report my name as Hanging Mirror. By the way, you haven't told me your name yet?" Hanging Mirror asked after looking at the boy.
"Master, my name is Xiaoming." The boy raised his face and said with a smile.
