Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 34
This night, Fang Shuo was silent in the time banner.He found that the flag of the years was full of formations, and lines and patterns were engraved on the flag and flag, which seemed to form the cutting power of the years, which was mysterious and mysterious.

"This banner is because of the formation inside it, so the power of time does not temporarily take away other people's lifespan like the time ruler, but cuts it off permanently; in addition, I can feel a certain imprint breath in the air. , it seems that that kind of imprint is the key to the Suiyue Banner."

In the early morning of the second day, Fang Shuo already had a general understanding of the Suiyue Banner, and after practicing for a while, a voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

"Brother Fang, please open the door, the elder deacon is here!"

Fang Shuo's eyes turned. He didn't know when the elder deacon was looking for him, but he still opened the door of the cave, and saw a young man standing outside, bowing respectfully to him: "Brother Fang, this year's apprenticeship has started again. The elder deacon hopes that you can go there and go out to accept disciples."

"Oh?" Fang Shuo hesitated slightly, and secretly said: "This deacon elder, maybe because I was unkind to me when I first entered the sect, he wants to win me over now."

Thinking like this, Fang Shuo jumped down, came to the side of the young man, and said, "Lead the way!"

The young man quickly nodded respectfully and walked ahead.About half an hour later, the two came to the square of a mountain outside the peak.At this moment, ten people gathered in the square. Except for the deacon, they were all disciples from the peak who were sent out to recruit disciples this time.

After bringing Fang Shuo here, the young man bowed and left. Fang Shuo glanced at him. Among the nine disciples in the peak, there were seven males and two females, who were cultivated in eight mortal five realms, and one of them was in the mortal realm four.

That person was a woman in a long orange dress. If it wasn't Shangguanying, who else could it be?
Seeing Fang Shuo looking at her, Shangguan Ying quickly lowered her head and looked extremely nervous.Fang Shuo shook his head with a wry smile. He had a good impression of Shangguan Ying when he first joined the sect, but after all kinds of things, he had already regarded her as a passerby in his heart. After taking a look, he stopped paying attention .

"Oh, it's Master Nephew Fang, and everyone is waiting for you. I didn't expect Nephew Fang to give me face like this. I'm really flattered." After Fang Shuo, his complexion suddenly softened, and he came to Fang Shuo with a smile, and even clasped his fists and made a sound.

Fang Shuo returned the gift. After a little perception, he knew that the deacon elder was in the sixth realm of the mortal world, with the same cultivation level as himself, but he had already passed his sixtieth age, and there was no hope of breakthrough in his life. After a little thought, he understood Why did the deacon do this to himself.

"It's easy to say!" Fang Shuo waved his hand and said, "As a disciple of the Qingxu Sect, if you can do something for the sect, naturally you shouldn't refuse."

When Fang Shuo spoke, his voice was slightly low, so that everyone could feel that it was more profound. The main reason was that he found that with the improvement of his cultivation base, his status in the sect gradually changed. I have to pretend.

"Nephew Fang really has a sect in his heart, you guys should learn a lot from Nephew Fang." The deacon grinned, brought Fang Shuo to the crowd, and said, "Nephew Fang, this year's going out to accept disciples, we will You are in charge, there are ten cities in Qing Xuzong territory, you can choose one at will."

Hearing this, Fang Shuo suddenly thought of Qingxu City, which is the closest to Dahuang Mountain.Feeling hot, he almost blurted out and chose Qingxu City, but thinking that the coffin of the underworld still cannot be removed, even if he returns to Xihe Town, he might still be regarded as a monster by the neighbors.

He forcibly suppressed his desire to see his parents!

"So, I'll go to Elephant Trunk City. It can be said that it is the junction with the oblique moon sect. It is impossible for other people to go, and there will be accidents." Fang Shuo thought for a while, and chose the farthest west of Qingxu sect. Ivory City.

"In this way, there will be a nephew Lao Fang." The deacon elder clasped his fists again, and then bid farewell and left.

A group of ten people turned into streamers and left.But Shangguan Ying didn't have the power to control the sky, so she had to rely on the cloth sail that was originally used to carry the new disciples to follow behind the crowd.

At the front, she could only see a huge sarcophagus and the occasional corners of her clothes that were blown out in the wind.She knew that she and that young man who didn't have much contact with each other had already run counter to each other.

"If I hadn't been for Senior Brother Qingxinluo, if I had said more for him then, if I hadn't condescended to go to him that time. Everything, what would have happened?"

Shangguanying thought to herself mockingly, and suddenly felt how ridiculous she was. It turned out that she was the insignificant person.

Fang Shuo didn't know what Shangguan Ying was thinking, even if he knew, maybe he wouldn't care.At this moment, everyone had traveled hundreds of miles away from the sect. Fang Shuo paused and said, "You, each find a city. Remember, each city is given five places, and we will meet here in half a month."

Everyone nodded in agreement, Shangguan Ying was about to speak, but Fang Shuo had already swept forward, so fast that he disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

At noon on the fifth day, Fang Shuo looked down, and a city with a radius of more than ten miles appeared in his sight.In the center of the city, there are two elephant trunk sculptures as high as three feet.

"I heard that this city was not originally called Elephant Trunk City. During a flood a hundred years ago, dozens of elephants saved many people with their trunks, but all the elephants died in the flood. Therefore, the city was renamed Elephant Trunk City. city."

A little later, Fang Shuo landed in the Elephant Trunk Square, surrounded by people, who obviously knew in advance that the Qing Xu Sect would come to accept disciples today.

"Immortal, it is the immortal who has come, and I will pay my respects to the immortal."

Fang Shuocai fell to the ground, and nearly a thousand people in the square knelt down, and everyone was full of piety and worship.And many thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers are clinging to the adults at this moment, both scared and eager to try, all of them blushing.

"You don't have to be like this, I'm just a disciple of Qingxu Sect."

Despite Fang Shuo's explanation, in the eyes of everyone, he is a fairy if he can fly into the sky and escape from the ground.After a while, people stood up one after another, waiting respectfully for Fang Shuo's next words.

Because it is another year of hope, and it is the most important moment of the year, so I have to say it in the mouth of the young man carrying the sarcophagus in the center of the square.

"How about this, children under the age of 14 and over eight years old, come to me in order, and I will test the fairy roots for you."

Fang Shuo's voice came out slowly. Before the words fell, a child in his teens came to Fang Shuo excitedly. After paying his respects, he waited for the test.

Fang Shuo reached out with one hand, and lightly pressed on the center of the child's eyebrows, a trace of spiritual power penetrated into his body, but the spiritual power just wandered to the child's shoulder, and then stopped him. Obviously, this child does not have the ability to cultivate qualifications.

"Little brother, you can't cultivate immortality, go find your parents."

Fang Shuo smiled softly, but no matter how softly he spoke, the child still shed tears.A man hurriedly came to the child, wiped away his tears, and led him out of the square.

Looking at the man's gloomy back, Fang Shuo suddenly remembered the sadness and fear he felt when he retreated from the crowd. Time passed, and in less than a year, he was already a monk, and he was also a fellow practitioner of immortals and gods.

(End of this chapter)