Fire Dragon Magic

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Qingyunmen, a little-known sect of cultivating immortals in the southern region of Dongzhou, there are so many sects like this in the southern region.

Today is Qingyunmen's annual selection day for new disciples.

Early in the morning, there was a long queue at the gate of Qingyunmen. The people who came to participate in the selection were all commoners from the nearby towns. There were young children and old men with gray hair. Presumably, most of these people came to try their luck. of.

After a whole day's selection, only five qualified candidates out of thousands of people, which disappointed the brothers and uncles who were in charge of the selection, but the only thing that could soothe their wounded hearts was that one of them had the wind element The disciple of the foreign spiritual resources.

In the evening, these five new disciples, led by a senior brother, came to the meeting hall of Qing Yun Sect.

At present, all the masters and uncles of Qingyun Sect have gathered together, and counting with their fingers, there are only five people in total. The one sitting on the main seat is the head of the sect, an old man with a vicissitudes of life, who seems to be quite old.

On the seats below are four uncles, all of whom are old guys. It is obvious that the aging phenomenon of the Qing Yunmen's senior management is very serious.

After the senior brother brought the five new disciples to the hall, he withdrew.

Looking at these five new disciples, the five uncles in the seat began to discuss in whispers, but most of their eyes stayed on a young man with an arrogant face. Obviously, he was the spiritual resource of the wind element. youth.

"Since there are only five new disciples this year, it will save the juniors from arguing, let's take them away one by one." Looking at the poor five people in the hall, the sect master was feeling overwhelmed, and he sighed secretly: "Hey, the results of this selection are not getting better every year. Could it be that my Qingyun sect is really exhausted?"

Just when the head of the sect felt melancholy, the four uncles below were already blushing.

"Last year, I didn't get a single disciple. This year, I have to grab this disciple of the wind element spiritual resources." A white-haired old man said in a strong tone.

"Senior Brother He, you are too shameless. Didn't you just receive a disciple with a spiritual resource the year before last!" An old woman with light makeup said bluntly.

"Stop arguing, all of you. I have received mediocre spiritual resources for five consecutive years. This year, this wind disciple should give it to me no matter what." Another uncle shouted.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. If this situation continues, the four people will start to move their hands and feet in a short time.

Seeing the chaos in the scene, the sect leader let out a long sigh, and shouted helplessly: "Several juniors, stop arguing, and follow the old rules of guessing fists to decide who comes first."

In this way, the four master uncles accepted four of the disciples in the hall through the method of guessing fists, and the remaining one was naturally the worst in spiritual resources, and no one was selected.

Just after the four uncles led the four disciples, an old man hurried in from the hall door. The old man's hair was disheveled and his clothes were a little crooked. Judging from his sleepy eyes, he should be the wake.

Seeing the old man rushing in recklessly, the sect master seemed to have gotten used to it, and before the old man sat down, he said, "Junior Brother Lu Zheng, you came at the right time, this new disciple is yours. "

This old man named Lu Zheng glanced at the young man standing in the middle of the hall, and then at the new disciples beside the other four senior uncles. Leave me the trash that no one wants?"

"Who told you to come last every time." The uncle who had received the disciples of the wind department said with a triumphant smile.

"That's right, Junior Brother Lu Zheng knows how to sleep without doing anything like you all day long. Even if you are a genius, you will become a fool sooner or later." The old woman looked at Lu Zheng with contempt.

Lu Zheng pursed his lips and didn't argue any more, "Forget it, forget it, there just happens to be a handyman in my medicine garden, so let's take him up."

As Lu Zheng spoke, he came to the young man standing in the middle of the hall with a gray face, and asked angrily, "What's your name?"

"Yang Tian." The young man replied.

"That's good! Come with me." As he said that, he turned and walked towards the door, and the young man named Yang Tian quickly followed.

Those uncles in the hall all smiled mockingly, but one day they will find that their smiles are so stupid today.

Yang Tian followed Lu Zheng to a medicine garden in the back mountain. Although this medicine garden was not big, there were a lot of messy elixir. At this time, a young disciple was busy in the medicine garden.

"Xiao Gao, this is a new student, what's his name?" Lu Zheng turned to Yang Tian and asked.

"Yang Tian."

"Oh, it's Xiao Fei, who will be in charge of managing this medicine garden with you from now on. You can take him around to familiarize yourself with it, and take a nap for the teacher." Lu Zheng yawned and walked towards the door of a thatched cottage. Go to a rocking chair in front of you.

Xiao Gao wiped his muddy hands on his clothes twice, and then ran towards Yang Tian, ​​"Junior Brother Yang, my name is Yu Gao, welcome, I will show you the dormitory first."

The dormitory mentioned by Yu Gao is actually a thatched hut. Since there are many thatched huts here, Yang Tian was assigned to one alone. In this thatched hut, there is a bed made of straw with a quilt on it. It seems that someone used to The way I lived.

Then Yu Gao took Yang Tian around for a while, and finally returned to the medicine garden to explain to Yang Tian his daily work.

Just when Yu Gao and Yang Tian were talking vigorously, a pleasant female voice sounded from the gate of the medicine garden: "Junior Brother Yu, help me pick some spiritual materials."

As soon as he heard this voice, Yu Gao was like a conditioned reflex, and ran away from Yang Tian with a "swoosh".

Looking up, this guy has already appeared at the gate of the medicine garden, and standing opposite him is a beautiful young woman, under the breeze blowing, the woman's clothes and long hair are fluttering with the wind, far away Seen from a distance, that beautiful figure is like a fairy flying on the clouds and mist, which makes people have an urge to take it for themselves, no wonder Yu Gao is so active when he hears this voice.

"Is that a new student from the medicine garden?" The woman glanced at Yang Tian and asked Yu Gao casually.

"Yes, Senior Sister Ling Xuan, her name is Yang Tian and she just came here." Yu Gao answered this question for Senior Sister Ling Xuan very enthusiastically.

Ling Xuan nodded, and then reminded Yu Gao who was smirking in front of him: "Junior Brother Yu, quickly help me collect these spiritual materials, I need them urgently."

"Yes! Senior Sister Lingxuan, please wait for a moment." Yu Gao ran back to the medicine garden as quickly as he said, and according to the list given by Ling Xuan, quickly simmered the ingredients. After collecting the spiritual materials, according to his efficiency, I am afraid that he alone is enough for this medicine garden.

"Senior Sister Ling Xuan, go slowly." Yu Gao reluctantly sent Senior Sister Ling Xuan away, and he was not willing to come back until Ling Xuan's figure completely disappeared from his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yu Gao, you probably fell in love with that Senior Sister Ling Xuan, right?" When Yu Gao came up to him, Yang Tian asked casually.

"Junior Brother Yang, you don't know that Senior Sister Ling Xuan is the most beautiful woman in our Qingyun Sect. She is not only beautiful, but also has excellent spiritual resources. She is also the object of pursuit of all the senior brothers. It's not because she often comes here to pick up spiritual materials, so I wouldn't be willing to stay here." Yu Gao looked fascinated, and then he said with longing: "By the way, I heard that Ling Xuan Senior sister often goes to the spiritual pool in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain to take a bath and practice, if I can take a bath with senior sister, then I will die without regret." Yu Gao started to lust after talking.

"Is there really a spirit pond in this back mountain?" Yang Tian asked casually, of course what he cared about was the spirit pond, not the bathing of the senior sister.

"Of course there is, it's at the foot of the opposite mountain, but only disciples with excellent spiritual resources like Senior Sister have the opportunity to enjoy it. If you don't, it's out of the question." Yu Gao glanced at Yang Tian and persuaded.

"Aren't you still thinking about it yourself!" Yang Tian said with curled lips.

At this moment, Lu Zheng, who was still snoring just now, suddenly yelled, "What are you two muttering about? Hurry up and work."

"Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!" Yang Tian hurriedly picked up a hoe and began to hoe on the ground casually, while Yu Gao said calmly at the side: "Junior Brother Yang, Master is talking in his sleep. You ignore him."

"No way!~~" Yang Tian peeked suspiciously at Lu Zheng, he seemed to be in a deep sleep, but Yang Tian still didn't dare to put down the hoe.

"When Little Six was here, we took it seriously every time he said that, but later, when Little Six left and I was the only one, he still said that, and gradually I understood." Yu Gao explained road.

Hearing Yu Gao's explanation, Yang Tian's forehead broke out in a catty of sweat.

At night, the sound of insects on the quiet hillside is very clear.

In Yang Tian's dark villa, a voice came from: "Master, please teach me how to practice." It was Yang Tian who spoke, and of course the master he was talking about was not the Lu Zheng who knew how to sleep all day long. But Thunder Soul.

"I don't have anything to teach you as a teacher, you can practice according to the exercises yourself." Lei Hun said casually.

"Cultivation technique? What kind of technique?" Yang Tian asked in confusion.