A seal of immortality

Chapter 125 Arrangement
"Okay, fellow nephews, come with me," Wu Cheng said, turning around and walking towards the blue stone hall in front of the square.

The stone hall is more than ten feet high, and it is built of huge blue stones. The huge stones are engraved with various spiritual patterns, which looks very mysterious. Above the gate of the stone hall hangs a plaque with three big blue characters "Wenxindian".

Wang Changsheng and other disciples did not dare to neglect, and followed quickly.

Entering the stone hall, Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback after sweeping his eyes.

In the huge hall, several yellow bronze mirrors taller than a person were placed on the left and right sides. Wu Cheng stopped in front of the hall, and the other Taiqing Palace disciples stood aside in two rows.

Wang Changsheng and his party consisted of six to seventy people, standing in the hall in twos and threes, their eyes all focused on Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng looked at the messy queue of new disciples, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Ten people form a team, and stand in line."

With regard to Wu Cheng's order, naturally none of the disciples would dare to disobey. With the person at the front as the leader, they were divided into several teams and stood in order, which looked much more orderly.

Seeing this, Wu Cheng nodded, and then said: "There is still the last test. Only those who pass this test can be regarded as official disciples of this sect. Now I will issue you a heart-asking talisman, one for each of you."

As soon as the words were finished, the Taiqing Palace disciples standing on both sides of Wu Cheng walked towards a group of new disciples, distributed a silver talisman to each of them, and then stood behind a bronze mirror.

"Is this the heart-asking talisman in the rumors?" Wang Changsheng glanced at the silver talisman in his hand. There were dozens of silver talismans painted on it. The heart-asking talisman is an auxiliary talisman, used to judge the authenticity of the words of the cultivator.

"Put the questioning talisman in your hands on your body. Next, I will ask a question, and you answer it. Don't try to hide it. The questioning mirrors on the left and right sides are not so easy to fool. If you lie, you will be expelled from the sect at least, and you will be expelled from the sect if you lie." Then the magic power will be abolished, and it will be handled by the Law Enforcement Palace," Wu Cheng said solemnly.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng and the others felt terrified, and slapped the silver talismans on their bodies one after another.

After everyone pasted up the questioning talismans, the disciples standing behind the bronze mirror cast spells one after another, and all kinds of spells hit the bronze mirror. Yellow light flashed on the surface of the bronze mirror, and each ejected a yellow beam of light, covering the new hall in the hall. disciples.

More than ten beams of yellow light covered all the new disciples inside.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng was a little nervous, and the reactions of other people were not much better. Some were embarrassed, some were silent, and some even looked around, with a look of indifference.

"Okay, now start answering my question, where are you from, are you from the Xiuxian family or casual cultivators, do you have brothers and sisters in your family..." Wu Cheng glanced at everyone, and after confirming that they were correct, Start asking.

A quarter of an hour later, dozens of people including Wang Changsheng walked out of the stone hall, took a paper boat more than ten feet long, and flew towards a certain towering mountain peak.

In the stone hall, there are still seven or eight disciples who look terrified. These people's answers are questionable, and they need to be interrogated.

As for Wang Changsheng and others who passed the test, as long as they go to receive the entry items and register their names, they can be regarded as formal disciples of the Taiqing Palace.

Not long after, the paper boat carrying Wang Changsheng and others landed in front of a stone pagoda fifty or sixty feet high.

"My fellow nephews, this is the Deacon Tower. This tower has nine floors, and each floor has a different function. The first floor is a place to handle various chores of the sect and assign routine tasks to disciples. The second floor is for issuing rewards within the sect. In the task place, after completing the task, you can earn contribution points and spirit stones. As for the third floor, you can use contribution points to exchange for pills, kung fu cheats, spirit stones, and magic tools. Remember, there is no foundation-building period. You can't go to the fourth floor," Wu Cheng said word by word.

At this moment, there were many disciples entering and leaving the deacon's tower. When they saw Wang Changsheng and others, they just glanced at them lightly and stopped paying attention.

Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that the disciples who entered and exited the stone pagoda were generally under 30 years old, and at least had the twelfth level of Qi refining.

Wu Cheng led Wang Changsheng and others into the gate of the stone pagoda.

The first floor of the stone pagoda is a hall of more than ten acres. There is a round counter made of precious jade. Inside the counter are many disciples wearing uniform blue shirts. Outside the counter are more than a hundred disciples in green robes. They were all talking to a blue-shirt disciple, and each blue-shirt disciple was holding a palm-sized white jade plate. Occasionally, a green-robed disciple took out a token and scratched it on the blue-shirt disciple's jade plate. Passed, and then left with a smile on his face.

Wu Cheng did not stay on the first floor, but walked directly towards the stairs, Wang Changsheng and others hurriedly followed.

The second floor is almost exactly the same as the first floor, the difference is that the blue-clothed disciple behind the circular counter is holding a red jade plate in his hand, and the green-robed disciples who have received the task all leave in a hurry, as if they are in a hurry.

On the third floor, the blue-shirted disciples behind the circular counter were all white-haired old men, tall and short, fat and thin, without any mana fluctuations on their bodies.

"Brothers, I'll bring all the nephews here to register and get the entry-level items by the way," Wu Cheng walked over and said to these people very politely.

"It turns out that you are a new apprentice nephew, come to me quickly, I will register your names and distribute entry items for you," an old man with a goatee said very enthusiastically.

"Don't listen to him, fellow nephews, let me register with you, and I'll issue talisman soldiers to you," a tall and thin old man waved his hand and said.

"Come to me, I'll help you register, it will be very fast," a dark-faced old man looked at Wang Changsheng and the others with enthusiasm.

Seeing this scene, a group of new disciples looked at each other in blank dismay. These old men were all foundation-building monks, and they were so enthusiastic about them, disciples of the Qi refining period, that no one would believe it if they said there was nothing tricky.

For a moment, everyone stood where they were, and no one dared to step forward to register. You look at me, I look at you, and you all want someone else to be the first bird.

"Okay, senior nephews, let your senior brothers register for you! We will arrange accommodation for you later! The more people register, the more achievements you will get, and the more spiritual stones you can get every month, don't worry. , Lingshi is not withheld from your hands, it is a rule set for deacon disciples to be diligent and responsible," Wu Cheng smiled wryly, and explained to everyone.

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and Wang Changsheng nodded secretly.

With this rule, it will be difficult for these deacon disciples to do things well!

After understanding this, someone stepped forward to register, and Wang Changsheng also walked up to a short and fat old man and said his name.

The old man turned his right hand over, and there was a book-sized jade book in his hand, with some silver runes engraved on it, and a palm-sized white token with a gossip pattern engraved on the front and the word Taiqing engraved on the upper right corner.

"Put blood essence into the jade book and token, and you will be regarded as an official disciple of this sect," the old man took out a jade pen about an inch long, gesturing on the jade book for a while, and said to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng nodded, put a finger into his mouth, bit the fingertip, squeezed out a drop of bright red blood, and dripped onto the jade book.

A soft silver light glowed on the surface of the jade book, and more than a dozen silver runes flashed away. After the light faded, three bloody writings of "Wang Changsheng" appeared on the jade book, and disappeared in a flash. without a trace.

Wang Changsheng then dripped another drop of blood on the white token.

The surface of the token flashed white, and there were three small black characters of Wang Changsheng on the lower left corner of the back.

As for the storage bag, there were several pieces of clothes with the mark of the Taiqing Palace, dozens of low-level spirit stones, two middle-level magic tools, and several jade slips at the end.

A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of Wu Cheng, Wang Changsheng and others walked out of the stone pagoda, boarded the paper boat again, and flew towards a certain place.

After flying for a cup of tea, the paper boat landed on a lush mountain and landed in a dense building complex. There was no one in the entire building complex, and it seemed that they were all empty houses. A group of disciples were a little puzzled.

These buildings vary in size, some occupy an area of ​​less than a hundred square meters, and some occupy an area of ​​tens of acres; the decoration is also quite different, some are just stone houses built with ordinary mountain stone barriers, and some are pavilions and palaces with carved railings and jade.

"Don't be surprised, these houses are indeed empty. This is a place for you new disciples who have just started. Don't worry, you will live here for 20 years at most. The next time you open a mountain to recruit disciples, you will be killed. Move to other peaks, of course, if you succeed in building a foundation or are accepted as disciples by an elder during this period, you can also move to live in other peaks," Wu Cheng said lightly, seeing the doubts of the crowd.

After hearing this explanation, the doubts in everyone's eyes slightly decreased.

"May I ask Uncle Wu, whether these houses are for us to choose freely or for you to allocate them," a handsome young man in white asked.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's heart moved, and he turned his gaze to Wu Cheng, and the others also focused their attention on Wu Cheng.

"Hehe, of course you are free to choose," Wu Cheng said with a chuckle.

Then, he immediately changed his tone and said: "Of course, you are not allowed to live in vain. For a house with an area of ​​less than one mu, you have to pay the rent of five spirit stones every year. You can also convert it into equivalent things. For courtyards with more than one mu, you have to pay ten yuan for the rent of spirit stones every year. For every additional acre, you need to pay five yuan more. If it is less than one mu, it is one mu. 30 Yuan Lingshi."

Hearing this, the brightly dressed disciples showed a eager look on their faces, while the poorly dressed disciples were full of sadness, but Wang Changsheng didn't care about it.

He still has more than 1000 spiritual stones on him, so naturally he won't be frightened by the rental fee. Moreover, the spiritual energy of the world here is several times that of the outside world. Planting some low-level elixir with a short maturity period should be able to offset it. The annual rental fee, of course, even if the maturity period is short, it will take several years. During this period, the annual rental fee will have to be paid for by oneself, which is why those poorly dressed disciples are worried.

(End of this chapter)