My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 122: It is unfair to compare the age of cultivators with that of ordinary people

The old man didn't actually speak loudly, after all, there were 490,000 people in the valley.

Even if he shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice would still be too small among the crowd.

However, Xu Mo and the others were all cultivators, and the old man spoke before the others in the valley could react, so naturally they heard everything clearly.

Even though the rest of the people who were teleported into the valley had regained their senses and the scene had become noisy, everyone could still hear his subsequent words clearly.

Then the expressions of Xu Mo and the other Tianxuan Sect monks present suddenly became interesting.

Everyone looked at each other, and all of us felt a burning sensation on our faces.

I'm clearly here to recruit new disciples, so why am I being criticized and scolded before I even recruit any new disciples?
But what the old man said made a lot of sense and they couldn't refute it.

The fact that he was an old man who was about to die, but he reacted earlier than anyone else in the valley showed how familiar he was with this matter.

That old man really didn't lie!
This caused a huge psychological gap for everyone, and they felt like they didn't know how to proceed with the next process.

So Xu Mo and the others stopped talking and turned their heads to look at the white-haired old man from the main peak Guiyuan Peak who was in charge of presiding over the recruitment meeting.

The old man from Guiyuan Peak was called Tianyuanzi. He seemed unusually calm in the face of everyone's gazes.

The other main branches would send different people to be in charge of each recruitment meeting, so the people present were basically in charge of the recruitment meeting for the first time.

But Tian Yuanzi is different. As long as he is in the Cang Gu world, he has been responsible for presiding over the Tianxuan Sect's recruitment meeting.

As for the reason... it's better not to mention it, as it will make him recall the three days and three nights when the Supreme Elder dragged him aside to talk about his outlook on life.

Anyway, since that day on, he has been responsible for presiding over the Tianxuan Sect's recruitment conference.

And he has transformed from a passionate young man in the third realm of Yundao into a calm and white-haired master in the seventh realm of Hedao.

Thinking of his own experience, Tian Yuanzi felt like crying. His own supreme elder was really too stingy. Didn’t he just give him a few suggestions?

As for?
His attitude might not have been very good at the time, but that of the Supreme Elder was not much better than his.

Tian Yuanzi was filled with resentment, but it would be over soon. He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could leave this crappy job.

Because his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Seventh Realm of Hedao, it won't be long before he can become a Dao Master above the Seventh Realm.

He just didn't believe it. When he was in the seventh realm of Hedao, the sect asked him to preside over the recruitment meeting. Now that he was above the seventh realm, would the sect still dare to let him preside over the recruitment meeting?
So he just needs to be patient for a while longer, and these troubles will completely go away.

As for what is happening now, he thinks it is just a small problem.

Ever since the Supreme Elders came up with this fate formation, there would be some trouble at basically every recruitment meeting, and he had long been accustomed to it.

So after everyone looked at him, he calmly uttered two words to the valley, "Quiet."

The two words, imbued with the meaning of the Great Dao, instantly calmed the uneasy emotions of the people who had been transported here, and everyone quieted down. Then, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the old man who had shouted before, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"I am the person in charge of the recruitment meeting. Elder, if you have anything to say, you can talk to me."

The old man who had called out to him narrowed his eyes and glanced at him. He then made a tsk-tsk sound and shook his head. "So it's you. You can't do this. I don't want to talk to you. Let's find someone else."

Tian Yuanzi's face froze, and he asked in confusion, "Why?"

He felt that he had always been serious and responsible. Isn't this old man's attitude too hurtful?

The old man stared at him strangely and slowly said, "I've appeared here nine times and seen you nine times. You were responsible every time. Why are you asking me why? Shouldn't I, the old man, be the one asking you?"

Tian Yuanzi was slightly startled when he heard this, then he clenched his fist with one hand behind his back, and his resentment towards the supreme elders increased even more.

He understood what the old man in front of him meant. He thought that he was teleported here nine times because of his mistakes.

Tian Yuanzi was silent for a moment, then he bowed to the old man and said apologetically, "I understand. Then, old man, who do you want to talk to?"

He pointed at Xu Mo and the others standing on the floating stone steps and said, "Everyone here is a high-ranking member of our Tianxuan Sect, and they can make the decision for you."

Tian Yuanzi felt helpless. These things had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't say anything.

So he had no choice but to take the blame and became more polite to the old man in front of him.

Although the old man's age was not even a fraction of the fraction of his life span, he still used the word "you" with a humble attitude.

The old man looked around in the direction Tian Yuanzi pointed, his eyes stopped at Xu Mo, and then his eyes lit up and he said:
"In that case, let Wuyou Lingnong come and talk to me."

He stroked his beard with an appreciative look on his face, "Wuyou Lingnong is a good kid, he's honest and sincere, he's different from you high-minded practitioners.

When I first heard his words, I knew he truly cared about us mortals."

Tian Yuanzi nodded and said, "No problem, I'll call Wuyou Lingnong down to talk to you."

He hesitated for a moment, then kindly reminded, "Although Wuyou Lingnong looks young, he has been practicing for nearly four hundred years. He is much older than you. It seems a little inappropriate for you to call him kid, right?"

The old man glared at him and said in an annoyed tone:

"I don't care. It's not fair to compare cultivators with mortals by age. We should judge based on appearance. He looks much younger than me, so what's wrong with me calling him kid?
Moreover, if you really want to calculate it, for you cultivators, three or four hundred years, converted into a mortal's life, isn't that almost equivalent to being in the womb and not yet born?
Then I am right to call him "baby".

Tian Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed. Although he felt that the other party was making sophistry, after thinking carefully, it seemed to make sense. So he could only grin and agree, "You are right."

This old man is so eloquent that he feels a little overwhelmed.

So he quickly sent a message to Xu Mo: "Please ask Wuyou Lingnong to come down and help deal with this matter. I owe you a favor."

(End of this chapter)