I Have A Special Cultivation Talent

Chapter 27

All four fairy seedlings have been selected, and each has its own affiliation.

The elders did not disperse, and people with their own peaks led away the fairy seedlings.

They are still waiting for Chen Jingzhai.

The twenty-eight questions of the Luo Sheng Sword School are more mysterious than the last.

This is especially true for the third level, and outsiders cannot spy on it.

What you have experienced and what you have gained, only you know.

Practitioners are extremely patient, and everyone waited in the Yunxiao Temple until dawn.

As the golden crow rises in the east, the dawn breaks and the clouds are colored, a bell rings.

Hong Zhong Da Lu, evening drum and morning bell.

The sound spread layer by layer, reaching the major peaks of the Luanyun Mountain Range.

"Good!" Headmaster Fu Yun laughed and stroked his beard.

Several elders also showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

Once the third hurdle is passed, the Luo Sheng Sword Sect's asking bell will be triggered.

From then on, he asked to pass the test, entered the entrance smoothly, and was listed in the true biography.

This is of great significance to the Luo Sheng Sword Sect.

Every true biography is the hope of the sect, representing the future that people look forward to.

"Everyone, let's go to the Patriarch Hall together!" Headmaster Fu Sheng got up and said.

All the elders got up, and Su Qinghuang followed without saying a word.

This made Headmaster Fu Sheng couldn't help but glance at her.

It's strange that Junior Sister Su Qinghuang didn't lose her temper.

It seems that Junior Sister Su also wants to have a successor to Hongluan Peak!

With a smile on the corner of Fu Sheng's mouth, Master Fu Sheng stepped out of the Cloud Firmament Palace, and immediately soared into the sky.

He and the elders directly flew to the deep mountain range, the Ancestral Peak covered by clouds and mist.

Zu Feng is not tall, nor is he so majestic.

But this is where the Luo Sheng Sword Sect laid its foundation and created the Immortal Sect.

The Patriarch Hall is not on the top of the mountain, but on the mountainside. It is an ordinary Taoist temple.

In front of the Taoist temple, Chen Jingzhai stood still.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be in a state of enlightenment.

The vitality of the whole body slowly poured into his body, and colorful rays of light appeared on his face.

Fuyun Zhangjiao and the others did not have the slightest impatience, they waited quietly.

When the bell rang, it not only announced that the Luosheng Sword Sect had gained a true master, but it was also beneficial to Chen Jingzhai.

The mystery of the bell is like the sound of heaven, which will make people enter the state of enlightenment.

This is an opportunity for Chen Jingzhai, and it is also an opportunity for every disciple who has passed the three tests.

A stick of incense passed before Chen Jingzhai opened his eyes.

He restrained his vision, and when he saw a group of immortal masters in Taoist robes, he saluted immediately.

"Disciple Chen Jingzhai has met the head teacher and all the elders."

As soon as he woke up, he heard a sound transmission in his ears, and the sound was as sweet as clear water.

The content of Transsion is to introduce the identity information of the people in front of them.

"Free gift!"

"Congratulations on passing the twenty-seven levels and coming to the Patriarch Hall."

"As the head teacher, I will ask you for the last time, can you sincerely join my Luosheng Sword Sect?"

"If you have regrets, there is still time!"

Headmaster Fuyun asked with a flat face and a calm tone.

This is a convention and a rule. The Luo Sheng Sword Sect has very strict rules in this regard.

Chen Jingzhai looked serious and serious, "I am willing, I will never regret it!"

"Okay!" Headmaster Fu Sheng was noncommittal, "Follow me into the Patriarch Hall!"

"Yes!" Chen Jingzhai followed behind everyone with a low eyebrow.

The Taoist temple didn't seem to be guarded by anyone, and the surroundings were empty and very quiet.

Elder Qin pushed open the gate of the Taoist temple, and Chen Jingzhai saw the futon on the ground at a glance.

There is also a portrait hanging above the front.

"Kneel down!" Elder Qin said.

Chen Jingzhai stepped forward and knelt on the futon.

"The Luosheng Sword Sect was created by Master Tianluo,

Pass down the Luotian Xianjing to lay the foundation. "

"I enshrine Luo Shengzi, Ren Mingyue, Xu Liu'an and others as the second-generation patriarchs."

"So far, it has been five thousand four hundred and twenty-one years."

Master Fusheng said softly.

The Luosheng Sword Sect has a headmaster every thousand years, and he is the sixth generation headmaster.

It was after breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm that he took over the burden from the previous head teacher.

Three hundred and sixty years have passed now.

With a soft voice, he slowly talked about the history of Xianzong.

From the founding patriarch, to the second generation patriarch, the third generation patriarch, etc., all the way down.

The fourth generation of the ultimate, no longer speak.

Just talking about the rules of the Luo Sheng Sword Sect.

The Luo Sheng Sword Sect has strict rules, but in the Xianzong, the restrictions are not too great.

In addition to not betraying the teacher's sect, not being able to kill each other, and not rebelling against the superior,

It is some moral code of conduct, sticking to the bottom line of Xianzong.

There are not many rules, every day is very important, Chen Jingzhai carefully wrote it down.

Next, Elder Zhang from Yunchao Peak handed Chen Jingzhai three sticks of fine incense.

"As soon as the Taoist incense is lit, the patriarch will ask for his name."

"When the time comes, your name will be recorded in the Patriarch Hall."

"If you break through to Huashen in the future, ask the clock to leave your name."

"If you are ready, use your own blood to smear fine incense."

Elder Qin stood aside and said.

When you arrive at the Patriarch's Hall, meet with the Patriarch, and then offer incense and ask for his name, you will be considered successful after completing the whole set.

Asking the name of the patriarch is also the last of the twenty-eight questions.

No one knows why this is so, but no disciple has ever failed this level.

Need blood?

Chen Jingzhai's heart moved slightly, but she remembered the secret that people from Guangmiao Mountain talked with people.

It is said that the sect of the Immortal Sect has the means of lighting the soul lamps for their disciples and observing their fate.

If it falls, Zongmen will also know.

Therefore, many casual cultivators dare not easily provoke Xianzong disciples.

You have to use your own blood to light the incense, isn't this also a method similar to the Soul Burning Lamp?

He secretly guessed, but he didn't neglect, the wound on his finger was split open, and blood dripped.

Three drops of blood fell on the fine incense, and spontaneously ignited without fire.

Three sticks of fine incense flew out of his hand and stopped in mid-air.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, more than half of the incense was burned, and a large amount of smoke poured into the Patriarch's scroll.

Seeing this situation, Fuyun Zhangjiao and others all looked serious.

The patriarch painting scroll absorbs the incense, and the patriarch manifests immediately.

The first person to manifest was Ren Mingyue, the second-generation patriarch. She wore a veil and had a real figure. She walked out of the scroll and looked at Chen Jingzhai, who was kneeling in front of her.

Afterwards, the second-generation patriarchs manifested one after another, with expressionless faces, smiling faces, closed eyes, cold eyes, or benevolent faces, to name a few.

The Taoist incense was about to burn out, and the patriarch of the Kaipai, Master Tianluo, appeared. He was wearing a gossip-purple Taoist robe, carrying a sword box, holding a whisk, a benevolent smile on his face, and gentle eyes.

"What's your name?"

When the Patriarch asked his name, his voice was miraculous, as if there were thousands of different voices.

A simple sentence directly impacted Chen Jingzhai's mind.

This made Chen Jingzhai slightly dazed, as if tens of thousands of people were shouting in his ears.

It seems to see his past and present life in front of his eyes.

"Quiet...fast!"

Chen Jingzhai murmured softly and said his name.

Having a first name but no surname was his instinctive reaction.

Because his surname was not Chen in his previous life, on the contrary, the word Jingzhai runs through his past life and present life.

The whispering voice came from the Patriarch Hall.

It was clearly an inaudible murmur, but it melted into the mountains of the Luanyun Mountains like a spring breeze.

Jingzhai!

Jingzhai!

Jingzhai!

Jin Yufeng of the Jinyu Sword Sect, Master Lu heard the voice, and walked out instantly.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Patriarch Hall with envy in his eyes.

Li Jianfeng!

Yunchao Peak!

Yanyang Peak!

Heavenly Palace!

Elixir Peak!

Hanging Peak!

Wait a minute, regardless of whether the veins are visible or hidden, all monks who have reached the Jindan stage and above can hear them.

Most of the monks' faces were mixed with joy and envy and yearning.

Patriarch Hall asks the name, and twenty-eight questions are exhausted.

From then on, there will be one more person in the true biography of Xianzong!