Chapter 186
Of the 22, only one still had a clear eye.
That's Lingxiao.
Lingxiao never thought that he would be worse than anything, especially after he got the spirit of mountain and river, his training speed was like a leap.
Once out of reach of the genius, one by one he was thrown behind him.
"You are proud to be here. No matter whether you can become the master's disciples or not, you can get a quasi extraordinary martial arts book as a reward. You can choose your own."
The master of baiyun temple still made a Jishou to the crowd and said with a smile, "then please follow me to the true spirit hall."
"Elder martial brother, I'm afraid there are a lot of people entering the real spirit hall this time. I remember that at that time, there were only three people who could last."
Lin Ze smiles and looks at still real person to say.
"Well, you're right. Today's young people are much better than we used to be. But when we went in, it's a pity that none of the three of us were chosen as the disciples of zhenzhuan by the master. They were all just beginners."
The master of baiyun temple nodded, and suddenly shook his head again, somewhat lost.
It can be seen from this point that it is extraordinary to be a true disciple of master Baiyun.
"Hum, it's good to be an entry-level disciple."
Wan Zhen snorted coldly.
He lived most of his life. He had power and strength, but what he couldn't let go was that he didn't become the true disciple of master Baiyun.
This is one of his worries.
But then again.
The reason why his life changed greatly, from an ordinary disciple of a small family to today's governor of Baiyun, is closely related to his being accepted as an entry-level disciple by master Baiyun.
This is true of the entry-level disciples.
It was really hard for him to imagine what would happen to zhenzhuan disciples.
It is said that the other three disciples of master Baiyun have already been promoted to the extraordinary realm. I don't know if they are true.
Following the white cloud temple master through a garden, people came to the so-called true spirit hall.
According to the legend, master Baiyun realized here and finally broke through the shackles and promoted to the extraordinary realm.
The Zhenling hall has obviously been repaired and rebuilt, so it is one of the most eye-catching buildings in baiyun temple.
Outside the hall of true spirit, the master of baiyun temple arched his hands and said, "master, there are 22 people who have broken through the three passes this time. Now they have all brought them. Please give me your instructions."
"Come in, all of you."
This voice is very kind, giving people the feeling, like a kind grandfather talking, without the slightest arrogance, no slightest prestige.
However, hearing what he said put great pressure on everyone.
So, ah, the prestige is not a fake, but a manifestation of strength.
Even if the extraordinary warrior seems to be just an ordinary bad old man, people who know his strength will never dare to be presumptuous in front of him.
Lingxiao took a deep breath, then lifted his feet and followed the people in front to go inside.
At this time, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "Lingxiao, you killed my brother, this blood debt, sooner or later you will pay back!"
Flying fish?
"Well, I killed your brother? You killed hundreds of people in the Ling family and injured countless warriors of the clan. How can you calculate the blood debt? "
Lingxiao cold hum, direct transmission into the secret.
In any case, as long as the martial arts master realm, the martial arts can learn it naturally.
"It depends on who dies first."
Because this is the true spirit hall, so the flying fish also dare not say anything more, closed their mouth and walked toward the hall.
Lingxiao also did not argue with him again, after all, in front of an extraordinary warrior, what you do may have no escape.
In any case, he has decided not to use Yamamoto this time.
This is his treasure at the bottom of the box, and a good medicine for his success.
It must not be easily exposed to anyone.
Unless one day, he has enough strength to protect himself.
But obviously not yet.
The mood of the 22 young warriors entering the hall is similar to that of Lingxiao. Maybe they are more nervous than Lingxiao.
Even Lin Ze, Wan Zhen and baiyun temple master are serious and dare not say anything.
On the contrary, it seems that Zuo Leng and Mingtian don't seem to care much about it. They are still chatting there with a smile.
Zhenzhuan disciples are zhenzhuan disciples. Their treatment is different.
"Is that master Baiyun?"
Someone asked in amazement.
Because the image of master Baiyun is far from what they imagined.
In their imagination, master Baiyun should be extraordinary and majestic, at least that is the master's demeanor.
But actually.This white cloud master is a farmer's dress, and even is pruning a strange flower there.
There are seven flowers on this flower. All of them are crystal clear without any color or withering meaning.
Master Baiyun was holding his trousers, and his clothes were just like those of a rural old man. He had a straw hat on his head and a dry tobacco bag in his mouth.
"Shut up! Do you doubt master Baiyun? "
Wan Zhen snorted coldly and almost slapped the boy to death.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, master Baiyun spits out a smoke ring, which easily blocks Wanzhen.
"They are all good children. Why do you have a big fight? Old man, I'm nothing. In your eyes, I'm invincible. But when you get to my level, you'll understand that I'm not worth mentioning."
Master Baiyun smiles and puts down the scissors in his hand. Then he comes over and knocks the dry tobacco bag on the Wall twice. It is sure that it is out, and then it is put into the storage ring.
"Master, you are modest."
Wan Zhen said.
"Modest?"
Master Baiyun laughed, did not refute, but looked at the 22 teenagers standing below.
"I am a student, no matter what race you are, Terran, forbearance or blue eyed. In the final analysis, it's just a lower race. So don't worry about your origin. As long as you have enough talent and potential, you can become my apprentice."
As he spoke, he glanced at the 22 young soldiers who had stepped down.
In addition to the sky, the rest of the people simply felt as if they had been shocked, and their souls all had violent fluctuations, and their brains were suddenly blank.
Fortunately, master Baiyun didn't mean to hurt them, otherwise they would not want to live alone.
"Well?"
Baiyun master's eyes fell on Ling Yixue, but he was stunned and said: "I can't believe I met such a genius. It's interesting."
"Master, have you found something that can be made?"
Lin Ze and WAN Zhen asked in one voice.
"Well, it's a pity that only one is qualified to be my true disciple."
Master Baiyun sighed.
What!
Hearing this, the 22 people who were full of self-confidence and full of expectation felt a little shocked.
Even a little angry.
"My master, of course, is right."
No one dares to doubt master Baiyun's vision. He can see at a glance what level and talent those people are.
"Well, don't flatter me. I'm old-fashioned, and sometimes I'm wrong. So let's use the seven star flower to prove it."
Master Baiyun was cautious. After all, he wanted to select his disciples. He didn't eliminate all of them because of his own eyes.
There is still a glimmer of hope for these children.
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That's Lingxiao.
Lingxiao never thought that he would be worse than anything, especially after he got the spirit of mountain and river, his training speed was like a leap.
Once out of reach of the genius, one by one he was thrown behind him.
"You are proud to be here. No matter whether you can become the master's disciples or not, you can get a quasi extraordinary martial arts book as a reward. You can choose your own."
The master of baiyun temple still made a Jishou to the crowd and said with a smile, "then please follow me to the true spirit hall."
"Elder martial brother, I'm afraid there are a lot of people entering the real spirit hall this time. I remember that at that time, there were only three people who could last."
Lin Ze smiles and looks at still real person to say.
"Well, you're right. Today's young people are much better than we used to be. But when we went in, it's a pity that none of the three of us were chosen as the disciples of zhenzhuan by the master. They were all just beginners."
The master of baiyun temple nodded, and suddenly shook his head again, somewhat lost.
It can be seen from this point that it is extraordinary to be a true disciple of master Baiyun.
"Hum, it's good to be an entry-level disciple."
Wan Zhen snorted coldly.
He lived most of his life. He had power and strength, but what he couldn't let go was that he didn't become the true disciple of master Baiyun.
This is one of his worries.
But then again.
The reason why his life changed greatly, from an ordinary disciple of a small family to today's governor of Baiyun, is closely related to his being accepted as an entry-level disciple by master Baiyun.
This is true of the entry-level disciples.
It was really hard for him to imagine what would happen to zhenzhuan disciples.
It is said that the other three disciples of master Baiyun have already been promoted to the extraordinary realm. I don't know if they are true.
Following the white cloud temple master through a garden, people came to the so-called true spirit hall.
According to the legend, master Baiyun realized here and finally broke through the shackles and promoted to the extraordinary realm.
The Zhenling hall has obviously been repaired and rebuilt, so it is one of the most eye-catching buildings in baiyun temple.
Outside the hall of true spirit, the master of baiyun temple arched his hands and said, "master, there are 22 people who have broken through the three passes this time. Now they have all brought them. Please give me your instructions."
"Come in, all of you."
This voice is very kind, giving people the feeling, like a kind grandfather talking, without the slightest arrogance, no slightest prestige.
However, hearing what he said put great pressure on everyone.
So, ah, the prestige is not a fake, but a manifestation of strength.
Even if the extraordinary warrior seems to be just an ordinary bad old man, people who know his strength will never dare to be presumptuous in front of him.
Lingxiao took a deep breath, then lifted his feet and followed the people in front to go inside.
At this time, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "Lingxiao, you killed my brother, this blood debt, sooner or later you will pay back!"
Flying fish?
"Well, I killed your brother? You killed hundreds of people in the Ling family and injured countless warriors of the clan. How can you calculate the blood debt? "
Lingxiao cold hum, direct transmission into the secret.
In any case, as long as the martial arts master realm, the martial arts can learn it naturally.
"It depends on who dies first."
Because this is the true spirit hall, so the flying fish also dare not say anything more, closed their mouth and walked toward the hall.
Lingxiao also did not argue with him again, after all, in front of an extraordinary warrior, what you do may have no escape.
In any case, he has decided not to use Yamamoto this time.
This is his treasure at the bottom of the box, and a good medicine for his success.
It must not be easily exposed to anyone.
Unless one day, he has enough strength to protect himself.
But obviously not yet.
The mood of the 22 young warriors entering the hall is similar to that of Lingxiao. Maybe they are more nervous than Lingxiao.
Even Lin Ze, Wan Zhen and baiyun temple master are serious and dare not say anything.
On the contrary, it seems that Zuo Leng and Mingtian don't seem to care much about it. They are still chatting there with a smile.
Zhenzhuan disciples are zhenzhuan disciples. Their treatment is different.
"Is that master Baiyun?"
Someone asked in amazement.
Because the image of master Baiyun is far from what they imagined.
In their imagination, master Baiyun should be extraordinary and majestic, at least that is the master's demeanor.
But actually.This white cloud master is a farmer's dress, and even is pruning a strange flower there.
There are seven flowers on this flower. All of them are crystal clear without any color or withering meaning.
Master Baiyun was holding his trousers, and his clothes were just like those of a rural old man. He had a straw hat on his head and a dry tobacco bag in his mouth.
"Shut up! Do you doubt master Baiyun? "
Wan Zhen snorted coldly and almost slapped the boy to death.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, master Baiyun spits out a smoke ring, which easily blocks Wanzhen.
"They are all good children. Why do you have a big fight? Old man, I'm nothing. In your eyes, I'm invincible. But when you get to my level, you'll understand that I'm not worth mentioning."
Master Baiyun smiles and puts down the scissors in his hand. Then he comes over and knocks the dry tobacco bag on the Wall twice. It is sure that it is out, and then it is put into the storage ring.
"Master, you are modest."
Wan Zhen said.
"Modest?"
Master Baiyun laughed, did not refute, but looked at the 22 teenagers standing below.
"I am a student, no matter what race you are, Terran, forbearance or blue eyed. In the final analysis, it's just a lower race. So don't worry about your origin. As long as you have enough talent and potential, you can become my apprentice."
As he spoke, he glanced at the 22 young soldiers who had stepped down.
In addition to the sky, the rest of the people simply felt as if they had been shocked, and their souls all had violent fluctuations, and their brains were suddenly blank.
Fortunately, master Baiyun didn't mean to hurt them, otherwise they would not want to live alone.
"Well?"
Baiyun master's eyes fell on Ling Yixue, but he was stunned and said: "I can't believe I met such a genius. It's interesting."
"Master, have you found something that can be made?"
Lin Ze and WAN Zhen asked in one voice.
"Well, it's a pity that only one is qualified to be my true disciple."
Master Baiyun sighed.
What!
Hearing this, the 22 people who were full of self-confidence and full of expectation felt a little shocked.
Even a little angry.
"My master, of course, is right."
No one dares to doubt master Baiyun's vision. He can see at a glance what level and talent those people are.
"Well, don't flatter me. I'm old-fashioned, and sometimes I'm wrong. So let's use the seven star flower to prove it."
Master Baiyun was cautious. After all, he wanted to select his disciples. He didn't eliminate all of them because of his own eyes.
There is still a glimmer of hope for these children.
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