The Lin family, Wang family, Chen family, and other families were affiliated to the Evergreen Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Stainless Sect, and other supreme sects.
Generally speaking, the major Sect would only choose disciples from their affiliated families and would not touch the families governed by other Sect.
However, several Heavenly Venerables had broken the rules that had been in place for many years, reaching into the Lin family and announcing to the world that they wanted to accept Lin Buzheng as a disciple. It was evident how much importance the major Sect attached to Lin Buzheng.
"Who do you think Lin Buzheng will choose as his master in the end?"
"Choose! Hurry up and choose! I'm dying of impatience!"
For a moment, the Evergreen County martial artists discussed and made all kinds of guesses. They were even more anxious than Lin Buzheng.
"I hope my choice is not wrong …"
The seven spirit talismans were like seven small suns, hanging in the depths of the Lin family's spiritual land.
Even though the power was restrained, the faint power it emitted was still overwhelming and suppressed everything. It made people's hearts palpitate instinctively and caused countless people to drool.
However, as the person involved, Lin Buzheng seemed to not see the seven spirit talismans in the sky. He cultivated normally and worked normally.
He was not moved at all.
One day, two days, three days …
Time passed quickly. The seven spirit talismans floated in the air, emitting endless pressure of the Great Dao. They had no intention of leaving.
Lin Buzheng had no intention of choosing. Both sides were at a stalemate.
"Lin Buzheng, what is he doing?"
"The seven Heavenly Venerables of the seven major Sects have all sent the spirit talismans, but Lin Buzheng is still not making a choice. Is he not afraid of angering the seven Heavenly Venerables?"
"Choose quickly! The five-day deadline is almost up. If he drags on for a few more days, it will be too late even if he makes a decision! "
According to the usual practice, the major Sect's powerhouses who came to accept disciples would stay for at most five days. Once the time was up, they would return to the Sect.
If Lin Buzheng continued to delay like this, he might really miss out on these great fortuitous opportunities.
However, Lin Buzheng didn't seem to know. Time passed quickly, and he didn't make a choice.
While Lin Buzheng was waiting, some good news came.
It turned out that Fatty Lin, who had gone missing in the battle not long ago, was still alive. Instead, he was saved by the black-robed elder of the Yin Yang School and became the latter's direct disciple.
During this period of time, he had been carefully trained by the latter. Now that he was preparing to return to the Yin Yang Sect, he was released back to his family to bid farewell to his friends and family.
"Boss, I'm so miserable!"
"That weird old man forces me to eat strange pills every day and makes me soak in some unknown liquid. Every time he sees me, he'll drool disgustingly. He's trying to fatten me up before eating me!"
As soon as Fatty Lin returned to the clan, he immediately ran to Lin Buzheng to complain. His nose was full of snot and tears, and he looked extremely pitiful.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"This is a great fortuitous opportunity. Many people are envious of this. Don't take it for granted."
After not seeing him for a few days, Fatty Lin had become even fatter. However, Lin Buzheng could faintly sense that within his bloated body, there were two powerful forces that contained endless vitality and endless possibilities.
It was obvious that the black-robed elder had been forcing Fatty Lin to eat pills and soak in some unknown liquid to help him refine his body and build a solid foundation for his future cultivation.
Not only did the black-robed elder have a profound cultivation base and monstrous strength, but he also came from a supreme sect like the Yin Yang School.
In ancient times, the Demonic Sect and the Yin Yang School were like the sun, supreme existences. Each sect had given birth to Emperors and Gods, and their influence spread across the world.
Unfortunately, along with the passage of time, the Great Emperors passed away and the gods fell, so these great sects gradually declined and lost their former glory.
Even so, in today's world, these Sects were still the giants of the world. They stood high above the masses and ruled over endless spiritual lands.
In front of these sects, even the Evergreen Sect and the Thunder Sect of the Nine Clouds were small sects, not to mention secular countries. They were not even as powerful and prosperous as the subsidiary forces of the major sects.
For Fatty Lin to be accepted as a disciple by the black-robed elder and enter the Yin Yang School to cultivate was a great opportunity. It was even more enviable than the seven Heavenly Venerables accepting Lin Buzheng as a disciple.
On the fifth night, Lin Buzheng sat across from the seven spiritual talismans. He still hadn't made a choice.
Although the seven Heavenly Venerables were moved by Lin Buzheng and didn't hesitate to travel billions of miles to take him as a disciple, they still had their pride as Heavenly Venerables.
If Lin Buzheng still didn't make a choice after tonight, the seven Heavenly Venerables would take back the spiritual talismans and the seven sects would close their doors.
"Could it be that I was wrong?"
Lin Buzheng muttered to himself and frowned as he looked at the deepest darkness in the sky.
"I got it!"
However, Lin Buzheng immediately thought of something and his frown relaxed. He quickly stood up and took out a cauldron, condiments, and spiritual meat from his interspatial bag. He started cooking the spiritual meat according to the recipe of Heavenly Immortal Stewing.
Whoosh!
In less than 15 minutes, Lin Buzheng finished cooking.
The cooked meat in the pot boiled in the delicious and rich spiritual soup, emitting a rich fragrance that spread for miles.
"Haha, what fragrant spiritual meat!"
"I haven't seen you for a few days and your culinary skills have improved again!"
Suddenly, a hearty laughter came from the darkness.
Before the laughter ended, the tall figure of the golden-haired burly man appeared at the end of the darkness.
With his hands behind his back, he strode toward Lin Buzheng. His golden hair was like the hair of a male lion. He looked majestic and emitted a golden light that dispelled the surrounding darkness.
"I initially wanted to appear at the last moment to test your determination and temperament."
"But the spiritual meat you cooked is too fragrant. I really can't wait any longer!"
"Haha, pour me some wine, lad!"
The golden-haired burly man laughed heartily. Before he finished his sentence, he waved his hand and tossed a huge jar of Dragon Saliva Bitter Wine at Lin Buzheng.
"Yes!"
Lin Buzheng grinned and laughed. His heart that was hanging in the air was finally at ease.
For the entire night, he ate and drank with the golden-haired burly man. They chatted freely and sweated profusely, forgetting about time and everything.
"Lad, you're a natural-born chef."
"Don't enter these nameless sects. Come with me!"
In his half-drunk state, the golden-haired burly man waved his hand and the seven spirit talismans in midair dimmed and shattered, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Yes!"
Lin Buzheng nodded in agreement without hesitation.
This was the moment he had been waiting for five days!
"Sss, this terrifying aura is …"
The expression of Heavenly Venerate Wangu Evergreen, who was in seclusion in the depths of the Lin family, changed suddenly.
"The spirit talismans shattered!"
In the depths of the Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion, Heavenly Venerate Myriad Dragon's eyes widened in shock.
"Forget it, I can't beat him.
"What a pity that I'm not fated with this lad!"
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