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Chapter 133: Persistence


"Shh, keep your voice down, the great elder is here."

Someone reminded in a low voice, and the originally noisy hall fell silent instantly.

At the back of the main hall, an old man with a white beard, white hair and a childish face, wearing a white robe, led thirteen old men and stepped in.

The ninth elder was also among them, and he happened to be ninth in line.

According to their order, these thirteen people must be the thirteen elders of Qingyun Temple.

The leader should be the so-called great elder.

But when I think about how the master of Liuyun Temple asked Yinniang to marry the grandson of the great elder in order to enter Qingyun Temple, I feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing how the great elder has such an immortal demeanor, how could he teach such an arrogant and domineering person?

Where is the grandson?

While they were thinking, all thirteen people had entered the main hall and stood directly in front of the ancestor's tablet.

After bowing three times to the ancestor's memorial tablet, one of the burly elders, ranked seventh, quickly smiled and said, "I heard that our ninth brother finally enlightened and found a disciple, haha."

The laughter was loud and contagious.

On the side, the Eighth Elder also laughed, "Yes, Lao Jiu, show us quickly which disciple is so lucky to be valued by you, haha" as he spoke, His eyes scanned back and forth among the crowd, and his slightly fat figure faintly revealed an intimidating power.

The Ninth Elder smiled awkwardly and did not respond.

Everyone could tell that although these people smiled cheerfully on the surface, they were actually full of sarcasm.

The blue-robed disciple who laughed at me before stood up, scolded his head, pointed at me and said: "Eighth Elder, that man is standing in front of you, but you may not know that he has never experienced the four...

For the on-site assessment, those who have directly participated in the execution ceremony will do so."

The Eighth Elder squinted his eyes and glanced at me.

I felt like I was struck by lightning, and my heart trembled violently.

He turned his head with some disdain and said: "My eyes are dull and my body is like a monkey.

I just took one look and became so scared." , no need to test, just think about it and you will know it is You are a cowardly loser.

I thought he was some amazing genius.

But Lao Jiu, you are wrong.

For the sake of a loser, you actually broke the rules of our Qingyun Temple for many years and let him directly participate in the execution ceremony. , I’m afraid this is a little inappropriate.”

The seventh elder is thin, but with his hands behind his back, he has a fairy-like demeanor.

Hearing this, he also nodded and said: "I'm not telling you, Laojiu, you are such a big man, how can you still be so willful?"

, in order to recruit a disciple, he actually ignored the rules of Qingyun Temple for many years and found a useless person.

Aren't you afraid that he will damage the prestige of Qingyun Temple for many years?

Is it more important that you recruit disciples or the reputation of Qingyun Temple?

And you have to know, with your ridiculous cultivation level, what ability do you have to teach others to join in blindly here?

In order to prevent If there is another laughing stock in Qingyun Temple, I think we should kick him out."

"Yes, yes, drive him out.

Even the great elder's descendants and grandsons, Liancheng, have participated in four assessments.

What qualifications does he have to directly pass?"

As soon as the Seventh Elder finished speaking, the thirty or so disciples below started to boo and looked at me with sneer, wishing to eat me alive, completely ignoring the Ninth Elder.

The Ninth Elder's face was already red from holding back, he was blowing his nose and staring at his eyes, wanting to get angry but not knowing what to say.

At this time, the leading elder stroked his long beard and took over the words: "Everyone knows about Lao Jiu's situation.

He has been wanting a disciple to pass on his mantle for so many years.

Before, no disciple was willing to be his disciple.

Now he has finally found one.

People, please don’t embarrass Lao Jiu.

If there is no assessment, there will be no assessment.

Anyway, Lao Jiu is just like that.

No matter what qualifications you have, how much hope can you have if you follow him?"

Hearing this, the Ninth Elder's face became even more ugly, as if he had eaten a fly and was turning blue from holding back.

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Although the Great Elder was biased towards the Ninth Elder on the surface, it was obvious that there was something behind his words.

After hearing this, the other elders nodded in agreement and said, "Haha, the eldest elder is right.

With Lao Jiu's ability, if this kid can really pass the four tests, he will not follow him.

It's just a waste material teaching a waste material, so as not to make mistakes."

You're a man, you've wasted a spot."

"Hmph."

The Ninth Elder finally couldn't help it anymore.

He snorted coldly and glared at his beard.

"Is he a loser?

How do I know that the disciple I like is at least qualified to shake the ancestors of more than four generations before he has been tested?"

"Yo yo yo, I'm still not convinced, haha."

"It hasn't started yet.

Of course you can brag as much as you want.

I also said that the great elder's love for grandson Sun Liancheng can shake the stone statue of the founder of the Three Qing Dynasty.

It will be slapped in the face in a while, hehe."

The Ninth Elder's words seemed to arouse public anger, and more than half of the elders made sarcastic remarks.

The Ninth Elder was like a helpless weakling, suppressing his blush and unable to even find a chance to speak.

I didn’t expect that this Qingyun Temple was just mediocre.

Why did so many elders target the Ninth Elder?

I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I was about to stand up and defend the Ninth Elder.

But at this time, the great elder waved his long sleeves and shouted in a deep voice: "Okay, okay, don't talk anymore, the time has come, let's start the passing ceremony first."

After speaking, the remaining elders did not dare to say anything more and immediately stood in two rows.

The elder was facing the direction of the ancestor's tablet, humming long and low incantations in his mouth, and his hands were constantly changing the chants.

After a long time, the great elder held his right arm with his left hand and pointed his right fingers at the Patriarch's tablet.

His legs stared.

Suddenly, it was like an earthquake.

More than a hundred Patriarch's tablets shook violently.

The scene was quite spectacular and lasted for an entire day.

It took more than a few minutes for the vision to disappear.

At this time, the great elder put away his hands and put his hands behind his back.

He turned to look at the more than thirty white-clothed disciples in the hall and said: "We have communicated with the ancestor.

Now you go to the ancestor's tablet in order and release you with all your strength." thinking, try your best to get in touch with the ancestor’s tablet If you can communicate with your residual thoughts and cause vibrations in the tablets, you will be eligible to join Qingyun Temple.

Otherwise, you will not be recognized by the ancestor, you will not be able to practice Taoism, and you will eventually be kicked out.

However, as long as the disciples can pass the four assessments, they can basically "It resonates with the ancestor's tablet."

While speaking, the great elder glanced in my direction intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was hinting at something.

"You should come up one by one according to the current order."

After the great elder finished speaking, a ten-year-old boy standing at the front took a few steps forward with a confident look on his face and came to the ancestor's memorial tablet with his eyes closed tightly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the fifth tablet from the bottom in the third row below shook violently.

"Awesome, there are a hundred memorial tablets of the ancestors here.

They are divided into ten rows according to seniority.

The closer to the back, the higher the seniority and the stronger the cultivation.

I heard that the last row is for our Qingyun Temple.

I even heard that there is a memorial tablet of the first generation patriarch, Zhang Tianshi, but no one has ever touched it.”

"Yes, this one is quite good.

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It can even move the seventh row of tablets.

That means it has been recognized by the seventh-generation ancestor.

After the ceremony is over, it will probably be snatched away by a certain elder. , focus on training, if I have results, I will be very successful."

It seems that it is more difficult to move the tablets at the back.

Zhang Yuan only moved the seventh row of tablets, which attracted envious looks from the disciples below.

Even the elders nodded with satisfaction.

However, in this peaceful environment, an unhappy voice suddenly appeared.

The ninth elder was seen with his hands behind his back and a sneer on his face: "Huh, isn't it just to shake the seventh-generation patriarch's tablet?

Is there anything I can't understand?"

, the disciple I choose can at least shake the tablets of the ancestors of more than four generations."

After saying this, countless people regarded him as a clown, smiled disdainfully, and even ignored him

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