A seal of immortality

Chapter 124 Attribution
"This old man is the representative of the Thousand Swords Lineage. If you are interested in the way of swordsman, stand in front of me," a red-robed man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said loudly as he walked down the blue stone ladder.

After hearing this, many people immediately stood in front of the red-robed man, even the sect master came from this lineage, which shows how powerful this lineage is.

There was a long queue of people standing in front of the red-robed man. There were more than 100 people. Judging from the clan emblems on their clothes, most of them came from various clans of cultivating immortals.

"I am the representative of the Bailian lineage. Those who like to refine weapons stand in front of me," a middle-aged woman in a green palace dress took two steps down and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people stood in front of the middle-aged woman, and the number continued to increase, reaching as many as 90 to [-] people.

Wang Changsheng found that half of the people standing in front of the middle-aged woman were wearing cassocks, and the storage bags around their waists were even more bulging, and it was obvious that there were a lot of things in them.

Immediately afterwards, a purple-robed old man with a childlike face and red hair and a rosy face swept his eyes over everyone, and said: "Those who feel that they have the talent for formations stand in front of this seat, and declare in advance that if they have the talent for formations, this seat You must put in a lot of effort to cultivate it, and if it’s just for the sake of it, I don’t mind letting him cut firewood and farm every day.”

Hearing what the purple-robed old man said, some people who wanted to stand in front of him withdrew their feet. In the end, only more than 30 people stood in front of the purple-robed old man.

The purple-robed old man didn't care about the number of people, and nodded when he saw that there were only more than 30 people.

"Those who are courageous and like to be with spirit beasts, stand in front of me, and hurry up," a burly bald man said, his tone a little impatient.

Hearing this, dozens of people immediately stood in front of the bald man. Most of these people had spirit animal bags hanging around their waists, and there were faint living things stirring inside them.

"Those who want to learn the art of alchemy can stand in front of me, and a reminder, those who are not rich are not recommended to learn the art of alchemy," said a man with a fair face and a round face.

Although the round-faced man reminded him, there was still a long queue of people standing in front of him.

In this regard, the round-faced man just frowned slightly, and didn't say anything more.

"It goes without saying which lineage I am from! If there is no better choice, just stand in front of me!" A green-robed Taoist priest glanced at the rest of the crowd and said.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng followed Xu Yi and stood in front of the green-robed Taoist priest.

Of the six teams, the line of Shendan is the longest, the line of Tianzhen is the shortest, and the line of Xuanfu is the poorest. Even so, there are still dozens of people who are hesitating, not knowing how to choose.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian frowned, and said: "There is still half a quarter of an hour, if you don't choose any of the six veins, it will be regarded as voluntary withdrawal from this sect."

After hearing this, the remaining dozens of people also made choices, and most of them joined the team of the Xuanfu lineage.

Wang Changsheng was not surprised by this. Judging from the clothes of these people and the storage bags around their waists, they should be casual cultivators. These casual cultivators can also tell that the Xuanfu lineage is a place where children of small families gather together. For a team with children from big families, the former is more suitable for their development!After all, the gap between them and the children of the small family is not too big, so it is relatively easy to catch up.

"Since you have made your choice, you should honestly stand in the team you chose, and come with me to the Patriarch Hall to worship the Patriarch," Mo Wentian turned and walked towards the palace above the stone staircase after speaking.

The representative of Liumai also turned around and followed.

The six teams walked up behind the representatives of their branches.

Wang Changsheng also followed the team and walked up the blue stone ladder.

The cyan stone ladder is very long, and each step is more than one meter wide. Wang Changsheng took two steps to step onto another stone ladder, and the others were similar. The veins represent the back.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng, whose legs were sore, walked up to a platform more than ten feet wide. A palace more than ten feet high stood in front of everyone. At the entrance of the palace stood several disciples of the Taiqing Palace, exuding strong magic power. fluctuation.

On the right side of the platform, there is a tall stone pavilion, in which hangs a cyan bronze bell more than two feet high, and a lifelike giant dragon is carved on the bronze bell.

Entering the palace, a wide hall with a height of more than ten feet and a size of one hundred acres appeared in front of everyone.

Hundreds of rosewood chairs were neatly arranged on both sides of the hall, and a huge portrait several feet long hung on the wall at the end.

In the portrait, there is a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a white Taoist robe, with a beardless white face, a long sword without a scabbard on his back, and a giant bird with three heads on his feet, which is quite fairy-like feeling.

Below the portrait, there is a bluestone altar table more than ten feet long, with a lighted lamp on the left and right ends, and in the middle are rows of silver jade plaques, hundreds of them, on which are written one by one. The black text, there is spiritual light flowing on the surface of the text, these jade tablets are actually magic weapons.

There is also a huge bronze animal head incense burner in front of the bluestone altar, and several purple incense candles as thick as a baby's arm are inserted straight into the incense burner, giving people a solemn and serious feeling.

The representative of Liumai stopped more than ten meters away from the altar, and Wang Changsheng and others also stopped.

Mo Wentian walked to the altar, picked up a purple incense candle and lit it, put it in the incense burner, and then turned around.

"The person in this portrait is the "Taiqing Zhenjun", the founder of our sect, and the tablet on the table is the Nascent Soul monks of the past generations of our sect. If it were not for their protection, this sect would not be able to continue to this day. Now six Representatives of the pulse line came forward to offer incense to the patriarch and the ancestors of the clan, and then pay homage to the patriarch," Mo Wentian said with a solemn expression.

As soon as the words were finished, the representatives of the six channels stepped forward to pick up a incense candle and lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, and then returned to their original positions.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian nodded, turned around and bowed to the portrait on the wall to salute, and said loudly, "Mo Wentian, the 250th third-generation master of the Taiqing Palace, brought many new disciples to visit the patriarch today."

"Greetings to Patriarch," the representatives of Liumai also said.

Wang Changsheng and the others imitated the example, bent down and bowed their heads, and said loudly in unison: "Greetings to the Patriarch," the voices of hundreds of people echoed in the hall, even the disciples guarding outside the Patriarch Hall heard it.

After paying homage to the patriarch, Mo Wentian turned around again, and said with a straight face:

"This sect has nine precepts and one hundred and eight gate rules. If you violate one of them, you will face the wall for ten years, or your mana will be abolished, and you will be imprisoned in the Demon Sealing Tower, and you will be punished by the thunder and fire. The specific content of the regulations, your branch will send someone to explain to you in detail, you must be honest and careful, and refrain from doing things that insult the family."

"Yes," Wang Changsheng and other new disciples responded in unison.

"After worshiping the patriarch, the representatives of each branch will bring their disciples back to the mountain they belong to. You can handle the rest of the process yourself."

Next, the representatives of the Six Meridians took their disciples and left the Patriarch Hall one after another, returning to their respective mountain peaks.

Wang Changsheng and others followed behind the green-robed Taoist priest, sat on a huge paper crane, and flew away in a certain direction.

The paper cranes flew high into the sky, and Wang Changsheng discovered that the mountain where the Patriarch Hall is located is a huge stone pillar more than a hundred feet high.

Along the way, teams of disciples of the Taiqing Palace flew by, and spiritual birds of five colors were flying and circling in the sky. There were also giant peaks soaring into the clouds, with a large number of palaces and pavilions built with carved railings and jade, densely populated like ants. Shuttle among them, exuding a vigorous vitality.

Around these giant peaks, a boundless river hangs across the ground. Connecting the giant peaks on both sides of the river are colorful arch bridges with faint figures walking on them.

Witnessing this scene, the new disciples on the paper crane were stunned, and Wang Changsheng even swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling very excited. From now on, he will be one of them.

After half a stick of incense, the paper crane slowly landed on a square paved with white jade. In the square, there were already more than a dozen disciples of the Xuanfu lineage wearing green robes waiting.

The leader was an elegant young man with regular facial features and a wooden hairpin several inches long stuck in his head.

Seeing Taoist Priest in Qingpao and Wang Changsheng and others, the elegant young man's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to greet him: "I respectfully welcome Master, everything is ready in the Hall of Asking Heart, and I'll be waiting for my nephews."

"This is your Uncle Wu Cheng. He takes care of all the miscellaneous affairs of our Xuanfu lineage," the green-robed Taoist nodded, pointing to the elegant young man and introduced.

"Senior nephews, if you encounter any problems in the future, you can come to the deacon's tower to find me," Wu Cheng said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng and others did not dare to neglect, and bowed in return.

"Okay, you take them in! If there is no problem, take them to the deacon tower to get the entry items! Then arrange a place for them to live in, and tell them the rules of the discipline," the green-robed Taoist said to the elegant young man , the person stomped his feet and turned into a blue rainbow that was about Zhang Xu long, disappearing into the sky.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng and others were surprised again.

(End of this chapter)