Chapter 139 Testing the Spirit

Talking is a mortal, wearing a green shirt and arrogant eyes, as if everyone kneeling on the ground is not paid attention to by him.

A mortal is so arrogant. It seems that this Xuanmen is really not blown out.

This is the strength of Dao Xuanmen, which despises everything. In the world of immortal cultivation, no one dares to raise any objection.

There are many forces in the cultivation of immortals, but compared with Daoxuanmen, it is equivalent to ants than elephants. There is no relativity at all. Even most sects are looking forward to being swallowed by Daoxuanmen so that they can become one of them.

Looking at the arrogant appearance of this mortal, Jing Ping was not very angry.

However, he still resisted, because he knew that the identity of the other party was not small, and they were all people who walked across the immortal world.

"I have a Taoist Xuanling here, and I'm here to get started." With a kind expression on Jing Ping, he handed over the Taoist Xuanling given to him by the three old people.

On this token, the aura surged. As soon as it arrived in the hands of this mortal, it was immediately bright, representing the orthodoxy of Taoist Xuanmen. Anyone who sees it knows that it is impossible to fake it.

Looking at the change of the token, the mortal's body was shocked, and the arrogant look on his face immediately changed to a flattering meaning. He directly arched his hand and said, "I don't know who recommended it, brother?"

"It's faster to change your face than to turn over a book. It seems that the immortal world is really a step-by-step trap. There are many people who see the wind."

When Jing Ping saw the other party's changing look, he immediately sighed in his heart, but there was a look of embarrassment on his face. "Well, brother, I don't reveal the name of this senior."

"Oh, I see, I see." Listening to Jing Ping's brother, the mortal friendliness in front of him was even more serious, "I have to bother you to wait here. I'll go and get back to you first."

"Exit, please." Jing Ping smiled. At the same time, he secretly pinched dozens of spiritual stones in his hand and stuffed them into the other party's hand without leakage.

The mortal's eyes flashed with joy, and he arched his hand to Jing Ping and walked towards the courtyard.

After waiting for a long time, the mortal with the token came out again. At this time, his face was even stronger, and he couldn't wait to treat Jing Ping as his own father.

"Congratulations, brother. My Taoist Xuanmen has allowed you to enter the sect. Oh, I need to take more care of you in the future."

When Jing Ping saw the other party's expression, he knew that this matter was mostly done. Hearing the other party's words, his heart was finally relieved. At the same time, he thought that he called me brother just now, but he didn't expect to become a senior brother again in a while.

However, he immediately thought about it. He had become a disciple of this Xuanmen, and he had a spiritual body, which was many times higher than his mortal identity. Although he could walk horizontally outside, compared with himself, he was simply a difference between heaven and earth. Of course, he could not compare.

Jing Ping's face showed a smile, and he also arched his hand to the mortal. At the same time, he pinched dozens of spiritual stones in his hand and handed them to the other party.

"Oh, brother, I don't dare to do this." The mortal's face suddenly changed. He returned a lot of Jingping's spiritual stones just now, and added a lot. He said affectionately on his face, "My brother's name is Chen San. If you have any chores after entering the door, just find your brother."

"It must be." Jing Ping said, and he was not polite in his hand. He directly took what the other party handed in his hand. At the same time, he secretly thought that I had already known that you would spit it back with profit.

Seeing that Jing Ping took something, Chen San exhaled a breath of air in his heart. He never thought that the other party could come in with Dao Xuanling and directly become a formal disciple. If he had known it would be like this, he would not have dared to borrow a hundred courage.

"Brother, before entering the door, you need to go to the uncle who is responsible for recruiting disciples for a test. This uncle has a bad temper and asks Brother Jing to salute more after seeing him." As Chen San said, he took Jing Ping into the yard.

Only the people kneeling outside were left with a look of jealousy.

This yard looks very small from the outside, but as soon as it enters it, it is different.

As soon as you enter it, the aura suddenly becomes extremely strong. Not only that, there are many houses in the whole yard, and there is no end at a glance. Countless mortals go in and out of these houses, extremely busy.

He followed the mortal and directly opened one of the doors and entered it.

Countless weapons.

As soon as Jing Ping entered, he felt that he had come to an arsenal, and there were so many of these weapons. There is no end at a glance, and it is piled up like a hill everywhere.

These mountain-like weapons are all full of aura. If they are put outside, they will definitely attract countless scattered repairs, but here, they are thrown at will.

It's expensive and rich.

This is how Jing Ping feels now.

In the center of all the weapons, there is a middle-aged man coiled, which is as strong as a mountain. His aura is rippling around him, and countless weapons are hovering around him.

Jing Ping's heart was stunned. When he saw the breath emitted by this man, it turned out to be an innate spiritual martial arts! And it's not the kind that breaks through with elixir! It's all about self-cultivation.

Originally, Jing Ping thought that the innate Lingwu should be extremely rare. He had only seen one Yang Haoran, and he did not see the rest, but now it seems that he is really sitting in the well and watching the sky.

Where is this place? This is Dao Xuanmen! There are a few giant sects in the immortal world, a gathering place for countless geniuses and strongmen.

Thinking of this truth, Jing Ping was very excited. This Xuanmen is really strong, and the outside genius is like garbage compared with Dao Xuanmen.

"See you, Uncle Soldier." When Chen San saw the figure sitting around, his knees suddenly softened, and he directly knelt down and saluted. At the same time, he even winced at Jing Ping, which meant that Jing Ping would kneel down.

Jing Ping did not kneel down, but just hugged his fists and saluted the sitting figure equally.

The figure sitting on the plate did not say anything. It seemed that he did not hear Chen San's words and continued to close his eyes.

Jing Ping also stood faintly.

Half an hour later, Chen San's kneeling began to tremble. The seated figure suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Jing Ping.

This is a pair of sharp eyes, which are invincible. Just a glance makes Jing Ping feel the strong majesty.

Jing Ping did not give in. His eyes were calm and he also looked at the other party.

"Is this the disciple with the Taoist Xuanmen token?" The majestic voice sounded, and Chen San did not dare to neglect at all. He kowtowed again and replied respectfully, "Yes."

"Ye-huh, step back."

The sitting figure waved his hand, and Chen San immediately felt like an amnesty. He kowtowed several times in a row and slowly retreated.

After Chen San retreated, the sitting figure began to stand up.

He was just a standing action, and countless weapons in the room immediately corresponded, and a huge momentum appeared.

"Young man, you are very good. How can you resist my momentum? You should be a congenital Lingwu."

"I dare not be a senior to praise. The younger generation is indeed a lucky breakthrough." Jing Ping immediately replied with a respectful salute.

He knew that the momentum just now was a test, so he did not give in.

If he gives in, he will naturally be listed as a low-level disciple. He has to show part of his strength and let himself get a relatively high status. Otherwise, he will start from the lowest level. At this time, Jing Ping's concession is just right, which will not cause this person's disgust, but also shows his respect. Respect.

Seeing Jing Ping's respectful posture, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, "Very good. You are less than 20 years old and have reached the level of innate spiritual martial arts. You should be highly talented. Come here and I'll test your spiritual body."

"Yes."

This sentence directly made Jing Ping have some expectations in his heart. He also always wanted to know what his spiritual body was, so he came to the middle-aged man with great respect.

The middle-aged man protruded with one hand, and a real force entered Jing Ping's body.

"Hang!" Jing Ping had already hidden most of his true power with Da Qianjue long before he came to Xiancheng, so he was not afraid of the other party's exploration at all.

This true power flowed to Jing Ping's whole body and suddenly came out and returned to the hands of the middle-aged man.