Little Flowermaker's Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 6 Introductory Interview 1

In June, it was time for Kong Lunshan to recruit disciples once a year. Ziyunguan has always been responsible for the entry interview. After the interview, he will submit it to his superiors after the interview. In the past few days, Ziyunguan has been busy up and down. There are arrangements for interview venues and accommodation for guests. Because several projects of the interview are not carried out on the same day, some students from afar have to stay in the mountain for a few days. They can't decide whether to stay or leave until they receive the admission notice after the interview. With the sudden increase in the number of people, there are not enough places to stay. Originally, Zhao Xuan was in the same room as Niu Xiaopang. At that time, there were few people and many places. Because Niu Xiaopang's father Niu Gen was the deputy steward of Ziyunguan, it was not difficult for Niu Xiaopang to live with Zhao Xuan by name. Although Zhao Xuan was only a little gardener, his name was not in the file of the entry disciple in Konglun Mountain. Medium. However, due to the surge in the number of people in the past few days, Zhao Xuan was cleared and passively moved to Fangcao Garden to set up a temporary tent. Although Niu Gen is the deputy stew manager of Ziyunguan, isn't there another general stew manager Zhang Jifeng? When the number of people is small, you can live wherever you want! Now that there are more people, we can't let new students live in tents! That is the future pillar and facade of Konglun Mountain, and we can't be too wronged.

The time for the formal interview is set at the training ground next to the "Longyin Waterfall" on the west side of Ziyunguan, which is the place for new disciples to practice every year. "Longyin Waterfall" is a natural waterfall. The flying water floats down like frost and falls into a green pool. The splashing water scatters and sprinkles on people's faces, which is as cool as the heart. Next to the Longyin Waterfall is a field with a diameter of about 100 meters. The grass does not grow, and the loess faces up and is surrounded by the lush ancient tree arms. It was originally a weeded forest. It is said that an unknown fairy visited here more than 200 years ago and pointed out that this place is a spiritual victory. If used properly, it will help the development of the whole Konglun Mountain. Therefore, this small forest was later transformed into today's training ground, becoming the first stop for the annual entry-level disciples.

Sure enough, today's Konglun Mountain is extremely prosperous, with peaches and plums all over the world. There are three ways to practice Taoism on Konglun Mountain. One is to be a closed disciple who is a favorite of a famous family, and his mantra will not be spread in the future. The other is an entry-level disciple. After a period of systematic study on Konglun Mountain, you can ask the master for permission to go down the mountain to practice. What you can learn depends on your own fate. The last vulgar disciple is the least valued, and its role can be ignored. Most of them are short-sighted people who only want to strengthen their bodies. Generally, they go home after studying for about a year. Their interview requirements are not strict. As long as they are strong, they can pass the test. There are other venues and personnel to interview them. Today, the interviewers of "Longyin Waterfall" are the future entry disciples of Konglun Mountain, and even the closed disciples of famous teachers, so the entry requirements are also much stricter. Niu Gen and Niu Xiaopang belong to the category of entry disciples. Niu Gen has good qualifications. In his early years, Niujia Village was the same group of beginners as him. After studying for a few years, he was the only one who could stay. Not to mention Niu Xiaopang, the first comes first to the platform. And don't close the saying whether the mountain has gone through the back door or not, it's not a matter for Niu Gen's cultivation to let his son enter Konglun Mountain, unless Niu Xiaopang is naturally stupid and stupid to the extreme.

On the first day of the interview, there were a lot of people on the training ground, and there were many relatives of a few players. Naturally, Zhao Xuan and Niu Xiaopang would not let go of this good show. The center of the site was sprinkled with lime into a square about 20 meters long, with ten sandbags in the middle, weighing about 40 catties. About ten meters away from the sandbag is the judging platform. Eight judges sat on the stage, all of whom were old and behaved like a fairy. Only the fourth middle-aged man on the left is black and moist, dressed in a gray Taoist robe. The Taiji pattern in the middle of the robe is solemn and solemn, which looks different in front of a pile of old people in a pile of crane-haired white robes. This person is Zhang Jifeng, the general manager of Ziyunguan. Although the gray robe has a unique style, he is the least senior among the eight people in the judging panel. Because Ziyunguan, who is always in charge, took care of all the matters of the introductory interview of Kong Lunshan disciples and played a key role in the results of the whole interview, he sat in the middle of the judging table.

"First test: endurance."

A young Taoist priest announced the beginning of the first interview. The whole interview process lasted for three days, and today is the first test. What is endurance? That is, the tester's tolerance will eliminate some poor endurance in each round. The selection rule is the last 5%, that is, five out of 100 people. And 1,000 people participated in the interview this year, that is to say, after the three-day competition, only 50 people can be successfully promoted and become the latest entry-level disciples of Konglun Mountain.

The first batch of interviewers entered the venue, with a total of ten people. A delicate figure came into everyone's eyes and touched the hearts of everyone present.

"What a beautiful girl." There were bursts of exclamations outside the venue, one after another, except for the judges, because there are all old guys who don't like beautiful women.

Among the players who entered one after another, there was a girl, about 12 or three years old, with bright eyes and bright teeth, sinking fish and falling geese. Her exquisite face was spotless. Although her slippery eyes did not deliberately spread affection, it was difficult to hide the autumn water. Purple clothes danced with the wind, like a mysterious girl who came down to the earth. The girl in purple followed the other nine players to the center of the field and stood in the first position on the left.

"The game begins."

Under an order, ten people in the field raised a 40-pound sandbag in front of them and carried it on their shoulders, with their legs bent and pricking under their knees. The competition time is a incense burner, and the players walk with sandbags. The rule is that they can neither put down the sandbag nor sit down. After a stick of incense is burned out, the players who can persist will enter the next round of competition and be eliminated directly if they can't hold on. This is the rule of the game. The girl in purple took a soft breath, lifted it with her left hand, and held it again with her right hand. She easily raised the sandbag over her shoulder, bent her foot joints, and took a beautiful horse step. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause. She has undoubtedly become the focus of the audience. The fat-white face was calm and cold and frosty.

"Bang."

At the beginning of the game, someone failed. Before the sandbag was lifted, the whole person fell back and forth. There was a burst of laughter in the field. The teenager got up and walked away. Such a poor person dares to participate in the entry-level selection of Konglun Mountain. Several people in the judging table looked at each other and did not say anything. They were not surprised by the uneven phenomenon of the annual interview. There are always some people in this world who don't measure themselves.

A ray of incense only burned half a column, and another young man among the remaining nine people couldn't support it. His legs were soft, and the sandbag fell from his shoulder. He sat on the ground and couldn't get up. At this time, two logistics disciples ran over and set him away.

"pa", "pa", "pa", and three more people collapsed on the ground.

At this time, there are only six people left in the field, and their faces are relatively relaxed. It seems that they can hold on.

After a while, someone was set up out of the site, and two-thirds of the incense had just been burned, and there was still one-third. Among the remaining five people, except for the girl in purple, all of them were sweaty, and bean-sized sweat fell from their foreheads. Looking at the girl in purple, she looked calm, but a little sweat wet the light veil on her back, and her snow-white skin loomed, revealing a charming feeling the size of a palm, which was intoxicating.

"Brother Xuan, do you think that girl can hold on until the end?" The girl in purple is beautiful and the only female player in the competition. Everyone loves beauty. Niu Xiaopang pays special attention to her like most people present. At this time, everyone is secretly sweating for her!

"How do I know?"

"That..."

"Stop arguing and watch the game." What else does Niu Xiaopang want to say? Zhao Xuan is impatient.

The column of incense burned out a little more, "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", and several players fell down one after another. The more critical the game is, the more difficult it is to persevere. Sometimes, victory is only in one second of persistence. The victory or defeat has come out, and those who have not lasted until the last second can only look at the burning incense column and sigh. At this moment, there was only one person left in the field. The girl in purple gently put down the sandbag on her shoulder, and everyone cast admiration at her. On the judging table, several old men in white robes whispered something to each other.

"It's time. In the first round, Lu Ziling won and advanced to the next round. Now, the second group of players are on the field..."

"Lu Ziling, it's good, at least much better than me."

Lu Ziling, a girl in purple, was not optimistic about her when she first appeared, but now he is admiring her.