Among the twenty-two people, only one of them still had clear eyes.
That was Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao never thought that he was weaker than anyone. Especially after he obtained the Mountain River Martial Soul, his cultivation speed had increased by leaps and bounds.
The geniuses that were once out of his reach were all left behind by him.
"You should be proud to be able to come here. The twenty-two of you, regardless of whether you can become the master's disciple in the end, will receive a quasi-transcendent martial art as your reward. You can choose whatever you want."
The Baiyun Monastery Master bowed to the crowd and said with a smile, "Then please follow me to the True Spirit Palace."
"Senior Brother, I'm afraid that there are a lot of people entering the True Spirit Palace this time. I remember that back then, only three of us were able to make it to the end."
Lin Ze smiled and said to Sage Yi Yi.
"Yes, you're right. The young people nowadays are much stronger than us in the past. However, it's a pity that none of us were chosen as the master's direct disciple. We were all just entry-level disciples."
The Baiyun Monastery Master nodded, then suddenly shook his head. He was somewhat disappointed.
From this, it could be seen that becoming Master Baiyun's direct disciple was really extraordinary.
"Hmph, it's good enough to become an entry-level disciple."
Wan Ren snorted coldly.
He had lived for more than half of his life. He had power and strength, but the only thing he couldn't let go was that he couldn't become Master Baiyun's direct disciple.
This was a sore point in his heart.
But come to think of it.
The reason why his life changed so much, from an ordinary disciple of a small family to the current governor of Baiyun, was closely related to him being accepted as an entry-level disciple by Master Baiyun.
It was the same for entry-level disciples.
He really couldn't imagine what a direct disciple would be like.
He heard that the other three direct disciples of Master Baiyun had already reached the Transcendent Realm, but he didn't know if it was true.
They followed the Baiyun Monastery Master through a garden and arrived at the so-called True Spirit Palace.
Legend had it that Master Baiyun had an epiphany here and finally broke through the shackles to reach the Transcendent Realm.
The True Spirit Palace had obviously been repaired and remodeled, so it was the most eye-catching building in the Baiyun Monastery.
Outside the True Spirit Palace, the Baiyun Monastery Master cupped his hands and said, "Master, there are twenty-two people who passed the three stages this time. They are all here. Please give me your orders."
"Come in."
This voice was very amiable. It gave people the feeling that it was an amiable grandpa speaking. There was no arrogance or pressure in it at all.
However, when they heard his words, it gave everyone a huge pressure.
Therefore, this might was not a pretense, but a reflection of strength.
Even if a Transcendent warrior looked like an ordinary old man, those who knew his strength would definitely not dare to be impudent in front of him.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and followed the crowd in front of him.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears. "Ling Xiao, you killed my brother. I'll make you pay for this blood debt sooner or later!"
Flying fish?
"Hmph, I killed your brother? You've killed hundreds and thousands of people of the Ling Family and countless human warriors. How are you going to settle this debt of blood? "
Ling Xiao snorted and sent a Secret Voice-sending message.
In any case, as long as one was a Martial Master, they would naturally be able to learn this technique.
"Then let's see who dies first!"
Because this was the True Spirit Palace, Flying Fish did not dare to say anything. He closed his mouth and walked into the palace.
Ling Xiao did not continue to argue with him. After all, in front of a Transcendent martial artist, no matter what one did, there was nothing one could hide.
He had already decided that this time, no matter what, he would not use the Mountain River Martial Spirit.
This was his trump card, the best medicine for his success.
He could not easily reveal it to anyone.
Unless one day, he had enough strength to protect himself.
However, it was obviously not now.
The twenty-two young warriors who entered the palace had similar emotions as Ling Xiao. Perhaps, they were even more nervous than Ling Xiao.
Even Lin Ze, Wan Ben, and the Baiyun Monastery Master had serious expressions and did not dare to utter a word.
On the contrary, Zuo Leng and Ming Tian did not seem to care. They were still chatting happily.
A true disciple was indeed a true disciple. Even the treatment was different.
"That's Master Baiyun?"
Someone asked in astonishment.
This was because Master Baiyun's image was too different from what they had imagined.
In their imagination, Master Baiyun should have an extraordinary and majestic appearance. At the very least, he should have the demeanor of a master.
However, in reality …
This Master Baiyun was dressed like a farmer. He was even trimming a strange flower.
There were seven flowers on this flower. All of them were transparent like crystals. There was no color, and they did not look like they were wilting.
Master Baiyun rolled up his trousers. The clothes on his upper body made him look like an old farmer. He had a straw hat on his head and a tobacco pouch in his mouth.
"Shut up! You dare to doubt Master Baiyun? "
Wan Ben snorted and almost killed the young man with a slap.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Grandmaster Baiyun breathed out a smoke ring, and easily blocked Wan Ben.
"All of you are good kids. Why do you need to make such a big fuss? Who am I to you? In your eyes, I am extraordinary and invincible. But when you truly reach my level, you will understand that this old man is simply not worth mentioning."
Master Baiyun smiled and put down the scissors in his hand. He then walked over and knocked the tobacco pouch on the wall twice. After making sure that it was extinguished, he put it in his storage ring.
"Master, you're too modest."
Wan Ben said.
"Modest?"
Master Baiyun smiled and did not refute. Instead, he looked at the twenty-two young men standing below.
"When I accept disciples, I don't care what race you are. It doesn't matter if you're a human, a ninja, or a blue-eyed clan. In the end, you're all inferior races. So, you don't have to worry about your background. As long as you have enough talent and potential, you can become my disciple."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the 22 young martial artists below the stage like lightning.
Except for Ling Xiao, everyone felt as if they were electrocuted. Their souls fluctuated violently and their minds went blank.
Fortunately, Master Baiyun did not mean to hurt them. Otherwise, none of them would be alive.
"Hmm?"
Master Baiyun's gaze fell on Ling Yixue. He was stunned for a moment and said, "I didn't expect to meet such a genius. Interesting."
"Master, you found a promising talent?"
Lin Ze and Wan Ben asked in unison.
"Hmm. Unfortunately, only one of them is qualified to be my true disciple."
Master Baiyun sighed.
What!
Hearing this, the twenty-two people who were full of confidence and anticipation were shocked.
They were even a little angry.
"Master, you're right."
No one dared to doubt Master Baiyun's judgment. He could see the level and talent of those people at a glance.
"Alright, stop flattering me. I'm old and my eyesight is not good. I'll let the Seven Star Flower prove it."
Master Baiyun was a cautious person. After all, he was selecting disciples. He did not eliminate all of them with just a glance.
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