As time goes by.
The team that was originally invisible to the end is now clearly countable, and more and more qualified teenagers have passed the test, with a total of fifteen teenagers.
Cheng Buzheng roughly estimated the time in his mind and found that it would be over in an hour, and it would be almost sunset by then.
It starts in the morning and ends at sunset, which is a full six hours.
Suddenly.
A strange noise sounded among the crowd of young people who passed the test.
"Gu...Gu..."
The strong young man who had endured hunger for a long time had a look of shame on his face, although he did not say it out loud. , but the stomach failed to express its need to eat.
Hear the words.
The young men standing on the side of the immortal looked at each other. In an instant, they seemed to have reached some kind of invisible contract.
"Gu...Gu..."
"Gu...Gu..."
"Gu. ....Gu....”
............
Cheng Buzheng’s stomach also expressed its own opinions, and they mutually There seemed to be a tacit understanding, and they looked at the immortal on one side together.
Suddenly.
The strange sound was like symphony music.
The young immortal couldn't help but be startled when he heard the strange sound. Then he seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly.
"Forget that you are still mortals and need to eat every day. Here is one pill of Bigu Pill for each of you, which is enough for you to not need to eat for a month!"
While speaking, a touch In the small bag on his waist, he held a long-necked porcelain bottle in his hand. He poured fifteen elixirs into his palm, then raised his palm.
I saw those fifteen elixirs, like eyes, suspended in front of each young man, no more, no less, one for each person.
"Thank you Immortal!"
The young Immortal waved his hand and said, "There is no need for this. From now on we are all from the same sect, and you are all my junior brothers. You call me ' Senior Brother Huang, that's it!
Immortals are called immortals, and we are all cultivating immortals with the goal of becoming immortals.
You guys have a rest, I will continue to test! "
"Thank you...Senior Brother Huang!"
The teenagers couldn't wait to hold the elixir in front of them and take it.
Cheng Buzheng suppressed the curiosity in his heart and also pinched the elixir floating in front of him. This was the first time he saw it. He did not rush to take the elixir, but looked at it carefully. .
He knew that this elixir must be the lowest elixir, but it was not something that a mortal could possess.
This elixir has an unattractive appearance. The elixir is dark in color and exudes a layer of faint light on the surface, which fully shows the magic of the immortal's methods.
At this time, his stomach protested again.
"Gu...Gu..."
Cheng Buzheng did not waste any time and took the elixir he had obtained for the first time in his life. The Bigu Pill melted in his mouth. Like a warm current, it warmed the entire stomach.
In an instant, he felt no hunger at all.
The immortal cultivator’s elixir is truly magical and extremely effective.
As the sun set, more than half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. There were only four sparse teams in the square, and occasionally a few teenagers trotted over anxiously from outside.
The detection speed was very fast. Two quarters of an hour later, no teenager had entered the square.
At this time, the old man in black robe sitting cross-legged in the center, who had not said a word from beginning to end, opened his eyes and glanced at the young man who passed the test.
The old man who looked like a fairy, when his eyes fell on him, Cheng Buzheng’s hair stood on end, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. If he hadn’t known that this old man was one of his own, He estimated how far he had run.
The old man in black robe looked away from him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but secretly said in his heart: "Is this the cultivator of immortality? I can't bear just one look!"
The old man in black robe said hoarsely, "How many people have been collected this time?"
"Uncle Ding, Ping'an County has collected fourteen people with four spiritual roots and three spiritual roots this time." Two people, sixteen people in total," Senior Brother Huang replied respectfully.
"Yes, so many seedlings were collected this year, which is beyond my expectation. In the past, there were only three or five people, but it's a pity... not even a single double spiritual root!" Uncle Ding said with a look on his face. He looked at the young men with pity.
"You have an hour now to go back and say goodbye to your loved ones. After an hour, we will set off immediately. There is no need to say goodbye and wait here!"
The words just finished.
A handsome young man bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle, I'm going out to say goodbye to my parents!"
Uncle Ding took a stroll and looked at it carefully. The young man glanced at me and said, "It's too early to call me uncle now. You can call me after you officially join the sect!"
Hearing this, the handsome young man was startled, and then he reacted: "Yes...Senior, I'm quitting!"
Uncle Ding closed his eyes again and ignored the young man who had just passed the test.
Not long after, the seventeen young men basically left one after another. Before leaving, they still respectfully saluted Uncle Ding, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and then retreated.
Cheng Buzheng did not leave. If he encountered an accident at this moment, wouldn't he lose a huge opportunity? Besides, his relatives were not around, and the clothes left in the inn were all worthless things. , it is a pity that the pigments made from medicinal materials should be discarded.
But it was not enough for him to leave at this critical moment to retrieve the three paint bottles.
He believed that the Immortal had enough deterrent power toIt makes those powerful families dare not act rashly. Although the possibility of an accident is very small, it is still better to be safe.
When Cheng Buzheng secretly regretted the bottles of paint, he found that there was only one young man wearing coarse linen clothes who had not left like him.
This young man is quite strong, with a somewhat honest face. He has four spiritual roots. Is it because his relatives are not in the county, or is he a cautious person?
There are only two young men in Sanlinggen, one is him, and the other is the handsome young man who spoke first.
He still knows that rare things are more valuable, and the qualifications of three spiritual roots should be better than those of four spiritual roots.
The spiritual root qualification is exactly the same as the setting in the popular online novel "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" in his previous life, but I don't know what the difference is behind it.
Confused thoughts kept flashing through his mind.
More than half an hour later, all the teenagers returned to the square one after another. They did not dare to wait until the last minute to rush over.
Uncle Master’s anger is not something they, newcomers who have just joined the sect, can bear.
Master Uncle Ding, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes when all the young people arrived, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Uncle Ding stood up, looked at the young man, and said expressionlessly, "Now that everyone is here, let's set off!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Uncle Ding reached out and touched the small bag on his waist. A palm-sized jade boat appeared in his hand. He waved his hand and the jade boat rose up in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, a giant jade boat hundreds of feet long floated quietly over the square.