I Have A Special Cultivation Talent

Chapter 27

All four immortal seedlings have been selected, and each has its own ownership.

However, the elders did not leave, and people from their own peaks took the fairy seedlings away.

They are still waiting for Chen Jingzhai.

The twenty-eight questions of the Luo Shengjian faction are more mysterious than the other.

This is especially true of the third pass, and outsiders cannot spy on it.

Only you know what you have experienced and what you have gained.

Cultivators have excellent patience, and everyone waited in the Yunxiao Palace until dawn.

The Golden Crow rose to the east, the morning light broke, and when the clouds were rendered, a bell rang.

Hong Zhong Da Lu, the twilight drum and the morning bell.

The sound spreads layer by layer, and spreads into the major peaks of the Chaoyun Mountains.

"Good!" Headmaster Fuyun laughed and stroked his beard.

Several elders also showed relaxed smiles on their faces.

Once the third pass is over, it will trigger the questioning bell of the Luo Sheng Sword Sect.

Since then, he has passed the test, got started smoothly, and is 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, and it represents the future that people look forward to.

"Everyone, let's go to the Patriarch's Hall together!" Headmaster Fusheng stood up and said.

The elders all got up, Su Qinghuang followed him without saying a word.

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

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

It seems that Junior Sister Su also thinks that there will be a successor to Hongluan Peak!

With a smile on his lips, Headmaster Fusheng stepped out of the Yunxiao Palace and rose into the sky in an instant.

He and the elders flew directly to Zu Peak, which was hidden by clouds and mist deep in the mountains.

Zu Feng is not tall, nor is he very handsome.

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

The Zushi 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 have fallen into a state of enlightenment.

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

Headmaster Fuyun and the others did not have the slightest impatience and waited quietly.

Asked the bell to ring, not only announced that the Luo Shengjian faction had one more true heir, but also benefited Chen Jingzhai.

The mystery of the sound of the bell, like the sound of the sky, will make people enter the state of asking the mind and realizing the Tao.

This is an opportunity that belongs to Chen Jingzhai, and it is also an opportunity for every disciple who has passed the three stages.

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

He was covered in visions, and when he saw a group of immortal masters wearing Taoist robes, he immediately saluted.

"Disciple Chen Jingzhai, I have met the headmaster and the elders."

As soon as he woke up, he heard a voice transmission in his ear, and his voice was as sweet as water.

The content of the sound transmission is to introduce the identity information of the people in front of you.

"No gift!"

"Congratulations, you passed the twenty-seven levels and successfully arrived in front of the Patriarch's Hall."

"As the headmaster, I will ask you for the last time, can you really join my Luo Sheng Sword Sect?"

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

Headmaster Fuyun's face was flat, and he asked in a calm tone.

This is a convention and a rule, and the Luo Shengjian Sect's rules in this regard are very strict.

Chen Jingzhai's face was serious and serious, "If the disciple is willing, I will never regret it!"

"Okay!" Headmaster Fusheng was noncommittal, "Follow me into the Patriarch's Hall!"

"Yes!" Chen Jingzhai lowered his eyebrows and followed behind the crowd.

There seems to be no one to guard the Taoist temple, the surroundings are empty and very quiet.

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

There is also a portrait hanging in front of him.

"Kneel down!" Elder Qin said.

Chen Jingzhai stepped forward and knelt on the futon.

"The Luo Sheng Sword Sect was established by the Great Master Tian Luo, and passed down the Luo Tian Xian Sutra to lay the foundation."

"Follow Luo Shengzi, Ren Mingyue, Xu Liuan and others as the second-generation patriarchs."

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

Headmaster Fusheng said softly.

The Luo Shengjian Sect has a headmaster every thousand years, and he is the sixth-generation headmaster.

After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, he took over the burden from the previous headmaster.

Now three hundred and sixty years have passed.

His voice was gentle, and he slowly talked about the history of Xianzong.

From the founding patriarch, to the second generation patriarch, the third generation patriarch, and so on, all the way down.

The fourth generation of the ultimate, no longer speaks.

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

The Luo Sheng Sword Sect is very strict, but in the Immortal Sect, there are not many restrictions.

In addition to not betraying the teacher's sect, not being able to fight against each other, and not being able to rebel 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 memorized it carefully.

Next, Elder Zhang of Yunchaofeng handed Chen Jingzhai three sticks of fine incense.

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

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

"If there is a breakthrough in the future, please leave your name on the clock."

"If you are ready, apply the fragrance with your own blood."

Elder Qin stood aside and said.

When you arrive at the Patriarch's Hall, you will meet the Patriarch, and then ask the name of the incense stick. Only after the whole set is completed will you be considered a success.

The Patriarch's name was also the last of the twenty-eight questions.

No one knows why this happens, but no disciple has ever failed in this test.

Do you need blood?

Chen Jingzhai's heart moved slightly, but he remembered the secrets that Mount Guangmiao talked about with people.

It is said that the great sects of the Immortal Sect all have the means to light the soul lamps for their disciples and observe the fate.

If it falls, the sect will know.

Therefore, many loose cultivators did not dare to provoke the disciples of the Immortal Sect easily.

You have to use your own blood to light incense. Could this be a method similar to the burning soul lamp?

He secretly guessed, but he didn't take it lightly, his fingers cracked and blood dripped.

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

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

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

Seeing this situation, Headmaster Fu Yun and the others all looked serious.

The patriarch's scroll absorbs the fragrance, and the patriarch manifests immediately.

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

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

The Dao incense was about to burn out, and the founder of the sect, Master Tian Luo, appeared. He was wearing a gossip purple and green Taoist robe, carrying a sword box, and holding a whisk. He had a charitable smile 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 thousands of people were asking questions.

He seemed to see his past and present life in front of him.

"Quiet... Zhai!"

Chen Jingzhai whispered softly and said his name.

To have a name but no surname, this is his instinctive reaction.

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

The murmuring voice came from the Zushi Hall.

It was clearly an inaudible whisper, but it was like a spring breeze that melted into the tops of the Chaoyun Mountains.

Jingzhai!

Jingzhai!

Jingzhai!

Jin Yufeng of the Jin Yujian faction, Lu Zhenren heard the voice and walked out instantly.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Zu Shitang, with envy in his eyes.

Lijian Peak!

Cloud Tide Peak!

Yanyang Peak!

The Temple of Heaven!

Spirit Medicine Peak!

Upside down the peak!

Wait a minute, no matter the visible pulse or the hidden pulse, all the cultivators who have reached the Jindan stage or above can hear it.

Most of the cultivators' faces were filled with joy mixed with complex expressions of envy and yearning.

The Zu Shitang asked about the name, and the twenty-eight questions asked about all the customs.

From now on, there is one more person in the True Inheritance of Immortal Sect!