5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 476 The Mystery of the Temple, the Weird Master Leng

After Jiang Ling made his choice, everyone laughed.

Among so many jade plaques, the one selected by Jiang Ling was not the palace master's, which meant that he had missed an opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step.

While the crowd of onlookers were discussing, the voice that had conveyed the message in Jiang Ling's heart sounded again.

"Little guy, why didn't you choose me? You should also know the gap between me and those 22 people."

The voice is calm, the tone is peaceful, there is no malice, it is just a pure inquiry.

"Senior, it's because your strength and status are too high that I can't choose you."

Jiang Ling replied respectfully.

"Oh?" The voice turned a little bit curious.

"Senior's status is high, and I will become the target of public criticism if I worship under the senior's sect, but my strength is not enough to support my status. When the time comes, being bullied will not only bring me disaster, but also embarrass my senior."

"Hmm, interesting, interesting."

When Jiang Ling said this, the man's voice became much gentler, obviously he did not want to pursue Jiang Ling's non-election.

"It's a good seedling." Seeing this scene, the Eight-faced Buddha in the chaotic space also muttered to himself.

He has been in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms for a long time, and he doesn't know when such a character came out of the human race. Not only is he talented, but he can also be a human being.

A short sentence dispelled the anger of others, and attracted a good impression.

"But it's not right, he is a fool, right? He should have chosen that person in the first place, so there is no need to say good things to dispel his anger."

After thinking about it, the Eight-faced Buddha rolled his eyes again in anger.

He really couldn't figure out what was going on in the mind of this new kid. If he chose that person, it would be enough to change the status of the human race in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds.

But it's no use talking about it now.

After Jiang Ling on the other side finished speaking, the voice in his heart slowly disappeared.

"Change into the robe, kid. After choosing the jade card, change into the robe within 5 minutes, and it will be automatically sent to the main hall of the owner of the jade card for the initiation ceremony. If you don't change into the robe within 5 minutes, you will be automatically expelled from the Ten Thousand Realms." Temple."

Someone in the crowd reminded Jiang Ling, but his tone was full of disdain and ridicule.

He didn't really want to help Jiang Ling, he just wanted to watch the excitement.

Of the 22 jade plaques, 21 are hall master jade plaques, and the only one that is not a hall master jade plaque was chosen by Jiangling. Can you not be curious?

Everyone wanted to see who issued the jade token.

After Jiang Ling was reminded, he immediately changed into a yellow robe.

Sure enough, as soon as the robe was put on, Jiang Ling immediately felt a teleportation force.

"General, take good care of them, I will come and rescue you right away." Before leaving, Jiang Ling hurriedly sent a voice transmission to the general.

But Jiang Ling thought too much this time, few people who could appear in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds were weaker than the generals and the others, so they didn't bother to bully them.

Simply put, the generals and the others are too weak to be remembered.

At this moment, the robe on Jiang Ling's body shook slightly, and then disappeared from the spot.

He only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he regained his vision, he appeared in a courtyard with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

"Who dares to trespass on my residence?"

Before Jiang Ling could react, a murderous voice suddenly came from all directions.

Then, a middle-aged man in simple clothes came out of the hut.

Every time he took a step, Jiang Ling would feel a rush of oppressive force.

Just two steps out, Jiang Ling suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his soul trembled from the shock.

Three more steps at most, and he would be dead!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling's face turned ugly. Didn't he say that after wearing the robe, he would be teleported to the owner of the jade tablet? What's going on now?Could it be that those people were lying to him?
Jiang Ling was full of helplessness, wanted to fight back but couldn't use the strength, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Those who disturb my cleanliness will die."

The middle-aged man's tone was indifferent, and he was about to kill Jiang Ling.

At this moment, a blurry projection suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man: "Stop, he is your disciple."

The voice of the projection is old, with the thickness of the years.

"Nonsense, why don't I know." The middle-aged man shook his head lightly.

"It's true, I threw out your identity jade badge."

"You, what a fool." The middle-aged man was momentarily at a loss for words.

"How many years? Do you really want to keep doing this? You have to make a change, and this little guy is the change I arranged for you."

"Don't say it, I'm fine like this, I don't need to change."

Listening to the dispute between the two, Jiang Ling was petrified on the spot.

No one wants to co-author him?I chose a jade token that is not the hall master, but no one wants it. What the hell is this? "Take him away, since you did it, I will worship under your sect." The middle-aged man said to the illusion.

"I said that this is a chance for the two of you. Do you know how many hall masters gave jade cards at that time? A total of 21 hall masters gave that little guy a jade card. I even heard that that person showed up in person. Give the jade token."

"But in the end, this little guy didn't choose anyone, so he chose your jade token."

Hearing Xu Ying's words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ling, and fell into silence.

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't speak, the phantom in midair sighed: "It's not a problem for you to keep yourself here all this time, this time is just an opportunity."

However, the middle-aged man didn't answer him, instead he looked at Jiang Ling and asked, "Why did you choose my identity jade token?"

"I chose based on my feeling." Jiang Ling answered truthfully.

"It's a good one to choose based on feeling," the middle-aged man waved at the mid-air projection, "You go back, this newcomer stays with me."

"Good good."

Seeing that the middle-aged man agreed, the projection in the air nodded happily, and then disappeared out of thin air.

When the projection dissipated, the oppressive force around Jiang Ling disappeared immediately.

"Are you okay?" The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Ling.

"It's okay." Jiang Ling shook his head.

"I have never accepted a disciple, and I don't have a single disciple, let alone a disciple."

The middle-aged man had one hand behind his back, and his waist was straight.

The so-called disciples can only be called disciples if many people worship under the same strong man.

"what's your name?"

"Jiangling."

"From today, you are my first apprentice."

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Jiang Ling was very clever, and immediately performed a respectful salute.

Even if the person in front of him is not the Palace Master, he can be Jiangling's master.

"Don't call me Shizun," the middle-aged man changed the subject, "I don't like the title Shizun, it seems to be superior and very honorable, so just call me Shifu from now on."

"Yes, Master."

Jiang Ling was also curious about this aloof master, and he didn't know how to describe it. Anyway, this master has a unique charm, which Jiang Ling has never seen before.

"My surname is Leng. You can also call me Master Leng. I have no apprenticeship and no experience, but I will teach you what others can teach you, and I will not make you worse than others."

"You will have what others have, and I will teach you what others don't have."

"Thank you, Master." Jiang Ling secretly rejoiced.

Although the middle-aged man was a little irritable when he met him and almost killed Jiang Ling, but after he recognized Jiang Ling, he seemed to be very kind to him.

"Master, what level are you? How big is the gap with the Hall Master?"

"You are really courageous, you don't have any taboos, you ask this kind of question as soon as you get started," the middle-aged man said with a sullen face, "but it's quite similar to when I was young."

Jiang Ling didn't make a sound.

"You are a newcomer, so you should be very unfamiliar with the Temple of Myriad Worlds. In this way, let me introduce you a little bit." The middle-aged man said softly.

"Okay." Jiang Ling was slightly happy in his heart.

He wanted to ask about this too.

"The Temple of Myriad Realms is a supreme power, located in an independent world, where there are thousands of races, and there are all kinds of people."

"Once you enter the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, it will be difficult to get out. The requirements for entering here are very high. Similarly, if you want to go out, the requirements are even higher. Those with low cultivation bases are not allowed to go out, and those with high cultivation bases are not allowed to go out."

The middle-aged man introduced Jiang Ling in detail.

"Perhaps some powerful monks you know outside are members of the Temple of Myriad Worlds."

"That's it," Jiang Ling half-comprehended, probably understood the situation of the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, and then asked, "Then Master, how are the levels different here? For example, I am a beginner disciple, and I am an inheritance disciple. "

"Different levels correspond to robes of different colors. The lowest level is the registered disciple, who wears a red robe."

(End of this chapter)