"Alright, next up, the young talent of our sect, Yun Yang, will create a set of entry-level immortal cultivation techniques. Watch carefully and practice it again later to test your aptitude.”Zou Lin said with a smile. He was very happy.
Yunyang walked to the center of the hall, dressed in a plain white robe. He practiced a set of cultivation techniques as freely as flowing clouds and flowing water for about 40 breaths.
All 143 of them opened their eyes wide and watched carefully, afraid to miss a single detail.
The three red-robed disciples fought first.
The first was Suo Yi. He had fought for about twenty-three breaths, and his moves were very close to the original move.
"Disciple Suo Yi, with excellent aptitude, is now officially a third generation disciple of our sect.”Reverend Zou Lin announced.
"I will take Yi-er as my last disciple. Does everyone have any objections?”Suo Ran said immediately.
"Father, my talent is only top-grade, so I should become the inner disciple of one of the martial uncles. How can you break the rules and accept me as your last disciple?”
A peak master could only take in one last disciple at most. In fact, they might not even get one in a thousand years. Once they were accepted as a last disciple, their master would teach them with all his heart. They would have endless immortal pills, spirit medicines, and secret manuals. Their cultivation would naturally advance by leaps and bounds.
Inner disciples were the most common. After the elders taught them the cultivation method, the senior and junior brothers would cultivate together. After that, the teacher would occasionally give them some guidance.
In-name disciples had the lowest status, and no one taught them any cultivation techniques. To put it bluntly, they were the coolies who swept the floor and wiped the tables and chairs in the sect.
"As expected of someone with a pure heart!" Zou Lin thought to himself.
"Shut up!" Suo Ran was furious.
The air in the entire hall seemed to have frozen. Other than a few peak masters and a few other people with higher cultivation, no one else could move!
"Nephew, your father is doing this for your own good!”Wen Qun immediately advised.
Suo Ran withdrew his pressure and said coldly,""You guys continue."
When it came to Chang Fan, he only fought for about five breaths of time. Moreover, his moves had all changed, which had poured a bucket of cold water on the excited Zhong Ren. Everyone shook their heads. He was just like his name, an ordinary person.
"Disciple can only remember so much.”Chang Fan solemnly bowed to Suo Li, but Suo Li didn't even look at him. He stubbornly stood up straight, not feeling discouraged at all.
"Disciple Chang Fan, with mediocre aptitude, is now officially the third generation of our sect's in-name disciple.”Reverend Zou Lin helplessly announced.
Next was Xiang Tao. He closed his eyes and focused on comprehending. His every move was so natural, as if he was shuttling through the blue clouds. Unknowingly, he had already fought for forty breaths, but he had not stopped!
Six of the seven people who were sitting upright stood up in shock, including the Phecda Peak's Reverend Lu Cun, who had been closing his eyes as if nothing had happened to him.
"Impossible! How did you know the latter move? No, the move is different, but it doesn't seem wrong! How is this possible?" Suo Li said in surprise.
"I don't know either. I feel like I should attack like this when I close my eyes.”Xiang Tao answered honestly.
"Genius! No, he's a genius, a great genius!" Zou Lin exclaimed.
"I'll take you in as my last disciple.”Reverend Wen Qun says immediately.
"Doesn't Junior Brother already have Yunyang? Why don't you give him to me?”Reverend Lü Cun immediately said without giving in.
"Haha, it's rare for Third Junior Brother to make a request. Fourth Junior Brother, let him have it.”Zou Lin advised when he saw Wen Qun's unhappy expression.
Wen Qun did not say anything else.
Immortal cultivators paid attention to having a pure heart and few desires, but it was not that they did not have any desires. In the long years of cultivation, only a few desires had become stronger. Among them, there was nothing more than personal cultivation, glory and face, choice of cultivation partners, and personal power. If his disciple was extremely outstanding, then these masters would naturally have a lot of face. If his disciple was a peerless genius and became the only person to pass the Heavenly Tribulation in 10,000 years, then how glorious would it be! Therefore, a genius that only appeared once in a thousand years…was worth fighting for.
"Disciple Lu Hai, with excellent aptitude, is now officially a third-generation disciple of our sect.”
His face was full of excitement. To most people, becoming an inner disciple was a success.
"Disciple Chen Fang, with mediocre aptitude, is now officially a third-generation in-name disciple of our sect.”
The disciple looked dejected. He knew what it meant to be an in-name disciple.
……
The last two disciples were Suo Yi and Xiang Tao. Chang Fan was happy for them.
Among the thirty-four inner disciples, ten went to Dubhe Peak, six went to Merak Peak, four went to Phecda Peak, four went to Megrez Peak, four went to Mizar Peak, and six girls all went to Yuheng Peak. What surprised Chang Fan was that Wu Jin actually fought for thirty breaths and became an inner disciple under Perfected Lan Zhen, which made Chang Fan feel a little depressed.
107 in-name disciples, sigh! This world would always have the most ordinary people. Otherwise, they wouldn't be called ordinary people. They weren't assigned to any tasks. Wherever there was a need for cleaning, they would be there…They were a group of respectable workers at the bottom of the hierarchy, the toiling masses!
"In the future, you will focus on cleaning Alkaid Hall.”The man sitting at the end suddenly stood up and said to Chang Fan.
He was dressed in black, his hair covering half of his face. He was expressionless, and his cold eyes were soul-stirring. From the beginning of the test until now, he had not moved at all, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Even Xiang Tao's astonishing performance had not attracted his attention, and he had not wanted a single disciple. That's right, it was the genius Pu Jun.
"Yes, grandmaster." Chang Fan naturally couldn't have any objections.
It was already evening by the time everything was over. Chang Fan and the other two returned to the side hall to pack their things. They were about to head to three different mountain peaks. This was the sect's rule. Coincidentally, Jian Nan was the one leading the way for them.
Although they weren't far from each other, inner disciples weren't allowed to leave the mountain as they pleased, let alone Xiang Tao. Chang Fan, who was the only one who could move around (doing manual labor everywhere), was also restricted to Alkaid Peak. He had just experienced a life and death battle, and his brothers had passed away. Now, the remaining three were about to be separated again. Everyone sighed.
"Aiya, why does it seem like we're going to die? For us cultivators, it's nothing to be separated for a hundred years. It's normal for us to be in closed-door cultivation for at least a few decades or even a few hundred years!”Southern Azuresword said untimely.
"What do you know? Get lost." Wu Jin, who was in Chang Fan's arms, said angrily.
"I know that you two have a deep relationship. No matter what, I'm your martial uncle now.”Jian Nan handed Chang Fan a small ball like an elder.
"What is this?"
"This is called a communication stone. As long as you input each other's aura into it, you can use your mind to chat with each other.”Southern Azuresword said proudly.
"It's so powerful. I want it too!" Wu Jin said coquettishly.
" Every disciple will have one, let alone Xiang Tao, the last disciple. Chang Fan doesn't have one, so I'll give him one. Later, I'll insert your auras into it. In the future, when the two of you have a communication stone, you can contact Chang Fan. After that, Chang Fan will have your information on the communication stone and he can take the initiative to look for you.”
Jian Nan, that idiot, didn't know that his words had hurt Chang Fan.
"Boss, it doesn't matter. In-name disciples can still cultivate.”
"That's right, Xiao Fan. When I learn a powerful immortal technique, I'll help you.”Wu Jin also advised.
"That's right, that's right. Although in-name disciples are nicknamed gatekeeping disciples, those who are lucky can also cultivate to the Golden Elixir realm and live to more than 500 years old! Much stronger than those mortals, hehe!”Jian Nan, this pig, didn't even know how to comfort people!
"F * ck! So you all think I'm useless?”Chang Fan stood up gloomily and said loudly. He thought of his teacher and secretly made up his mind to cultivate well. At the very least, he couldn't let his underlings look down on him, and he couldn't be worse than Wu Jin. This was the dignity of his brothers!
……
When the sky was about to turn dark, Chang Fan came to Alkaid Hall and saw Reverend Pu Jun sitting in the middle of the hall.
"Disciple Chang Fan greets Grandmaster."
"Changfan, do you know why I called you here?”
"I don't know." Chang Fan answered honestly.
"The others looked dejected the moment they were announced as in-name disciples, but you didn't. I saw the stubbornness and unyielding resolution in your eyes, as if…you saw yourself in the past.”
Hearing Pu Jun's words, Chang Fan suddenly thought of what his teacher had said before."
"What the 'Dao' tells you is that you are your own king and your own heaven. The Dao runs in the world and in your body until you die…"
"To tell you the truth, I was an in-name disciple for a hundred years.”
"What is it? Aren't you a genius?" Chang Fan asked in surprise.
"Genius? What genius? Do you know about the war between good and evil 300 years ago?”
"I've heard of it, but I'm not sure."
"Before the war, I was still a jindan disciple in name. After the war, I became a late stage Returning Truth Realm expert.”
"Why?"
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