002 Tianbao Zhenren

Qingwei Zhenren took Yang Zifan out of the purple bamboo forest and walked south. Along the way through six corners of the corridor, Yang Zifan saw a magnificent hall, jade tiles and green bricks, standing among the green mountains and green, surrounded by faint white clouds, like the spiritual realm of the fairy family, which is admirable.

Continue to walk forward and go up the stone steps. From afar, you can see four big characters engraved on a golden plaque in the middle of the hall: Tianyuan main hall. When you come to the door of the hall, the door opens, and the light in it is full of light to worship the Yuanshi Tianzun, the spiritual treasure immortal and the moral Tianzun, which is magnificent.

And before the throne, there were dozens of people standing on the hall, all in blue, all of whom were under the Tianyuan School. There were six red sandalwood chairs before, three on the left and two on the right, and there was another one in front of them. There are four people sitting on top, three people and one woman. To Yang Zifan's surprise, a red sandalwood chair on the far left three was covered by a red cloth, but there was no one in the middle.

Qingwei Zhenren took Yang Zifan into the hall. Four people on the seat got up, and dozens of people in the hall saluted one after another. Qingwei Zhenren nodded slightly, took Yang Zifan to the middle position and sat down and said, "I think you should have noticed the vision in Cangshan last night."

All four people in the seat looked at Yang Zifan, which was obvious. They all knew what happened last night.

Qingwei saw the performance of the four people and nodded and said, "Today, I will gather you. There is only one thing about this child."

The people in the hall did not speak.

Qingwei thought for a moment, turned his head to think about the first Taoist on the left, and asked, "Brother Qingming, what do you think?"

The Qingming real person has a slender figure, a serious face, and his eyes are full of calendar color. He is the highest among the five real people under the head. Usually, when Qingwei real people practiced, he acted as the head. His nature was severe and never smiled according to the law.

At present, the two real people frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "This matter is a little strange. What treasures and fairy grass schools in Cangshan are registered, but now this incident suddenly appears, which needs to be discussed in the long term."

Qingwei Zhenren looked at the first Taoist on the right: "Brother Qingwu, what do you think?"

Qingwu Zhenren is a little fat, his face is ruddy, and his face is always with a kind smile. He is usually the most popular among Tianyuan disciples.

He looked at Yang Zifan with a smile and said to Qingwei, "I think this child's eyes are clear. He should not be a bad person. It's better to take him under the door before making plans."

Qingwei actually nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I mean. I didn't feel anything strange when I found him last night. Presumably, this child had some fairy fate, so he encountered this wonderful thing. It's just that the day of my disaster is approaching. Instead, I can't teach this apprentice carefully. I don't know which brother can accept him. Return to the door."

As soon as this word came out, everyone was quiet, and no one looked at Yang Zifan. When Yang Zifan entered the hall, the four real people had already looked at him thoroughly. In their eyes, Yang Zifan's qualifications were not as good as some ordinary disciples of the Tianyuan School. As for Xianyuan's words, it was really a little strange, so no one was willing to accept this apprentice.

The way of cultivating immortals is the most important thing. There is often the so-called genius enlightenment in the world, which is better than a hundred years of practice. The Tianyuan School is also the first school in the mortal world of immortal cultivation. Every year, there are many qualified people who come here to worship teachers, and many of them cannot be accepted as disciples. Nowadays, Yang Zifan's qualifications are ordinary and it is impossible to enter their eyes.

But this was proposed by the leader. Is it because of his understanding? The four real people were muttering about this matter in their hearts. After all, the understanding could not be seen from the appearance alone, but no one spoke first. In the end, the three real people looked at the only woman among the four.

This woman was quiet and dignified. In her thirties, she was the head of the female disciple of the Tianyuan School - Qinghui Zhenren. When she saw the three real people looking at her and couldn't shirk it, she said, "Brother, Qinghui has something to ask."

Qingwei said, "Oh! What's the matter?

Qinghui moved his eyebrows and said, "To be honest, Qinghui, in my opinion, this child's qualifications are mediocre. Is it because of his understanding?"

When asked the key question, all the real people looked at Qingwei real people hoping to get an answer. Qingwei real people coughed twice and looked a little embarrassed. After a moment, they said, "This... This understanding has its own characteristics. It's hard to say. It's hard to say."

Everyone knew the answer as soon as they heard it, and immediately understood what was going on, and no one was willing to accept Yang Zifan as an apprentice. At this time, Yang Zifan was not listening to the dialogue of several people in the hall at all. He was still thinking about Long Xiaofeng and Mr. Strange. He did not know what was wrong, and he hated Long Xiaofeng at the same time. On the one hand, he was reluctant to leave. He was a little scared and afraid of this feeling. So many things came in made his little head a little uncomfortable.

Qingwei Zhenren was very dissatisfied with everyone's performance and said, "But some people are willing to accept him as an apprentice."

Qingming Zhenren looked at what seemed to have some good scenery outside the hall. Qinghui Zhenren lowered his head and seemed to think of something. Qingwu Zhenren smiled and looked like my apprentices had a lot, but the outermost real person on the right did not say anything.

The man had a small beard, dark skin, not tall, and his eyes were firm. At this time, he looked at Yang Zifan beside Qingwei, hesitated and stood up and said, "Brother, let this child follow me!"

The pure and real people are happy and secretly say that Tianbao really understands the meaning of old age. Zheng color said, "Then this matter is settled. This child is called Yang Zifan, and Brother Tianbao will bother you to teach him carefully in the future."

"Yes!" Tianbao answered and sat back in the chair.

Qingwei Zhenren said to everyone again: "Well, it's over at this time. You should also pay attention to the investigation at this time, do you understand?"

Qingming and others got up together and said in unison, "Yes."

Qingwei Zhenren nodded, coughed a few times, and said to Yang Zifan beside him, "If you encounter anything in the future, just come to Zizhu Courtyard to me. Do you know that Tianbao Zhenren is your master in the future?"

Yang Zifan nodded, and Qingwei Zhenren left the hall. Tianbao Zhenren also said goodbye to the real people and left the hall with Yang Zifan. When he walked out of the hall, a few whispers suddenly came from the main hall of Tianyuan. Yang Zifan listened to him and looked back curiously.

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Tianbao Zhenren did not look back and walked forward. At this time, there was a person standing at the corner of the hall not far away. Seeing Tianbao from afar, he greeted him.