"I'm telling the truth. I'm not deliberately concealing anything. Wang Daoyou, please don't take offense. [Read in full text …] "
"It's okay." Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and didn't care.
Wang Changsheng could more or less guess the intention of the young man in yellow. It was to rope in a group of fellow disciples to establish a foothold in the sect in the future.
Immortal Wang wasn't surprised by this type of action. Where there were people, there would be competition. His family was nothing more than a small, mediocre family, yet there was already internal strife, let alone the massive Grand Purity Palace.
Wang Changsheng looked around. The cultivators with clan emblems on their clothes were gathered in twos and threes, talking about something.
It seemed that the young man in yellow was right. The disciples of the big families were all in groups. If he chose to join the branch of those big families, it would be difficult to be valued.
After thinking for a while, Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and said to the young man in yellow, "I also choose to join the Mysterious Talisman Branch. I hope Senior Martial Brother Xu can take care of me in the future."
"We're all from the same sect. Of course, of course. There are also a few fellow disciples who chose to join the Mysterious Talisman Branch. I'll introduce them to Brother Wang." Xu Yi said with a happy face and pointed to a group of people.
Wang Changsheng nodded and followed Xu Yi.
Although it was a group of people, it was actually five people, two women and three men. In this group, Xu Yi's cultivation was the highest, at the twelfth layer of Qi Refining. It seemed that even if Xu Yi's family wasn't a big family, it was far from ordinary small families.
"These two fairies are sisters, Han Yun and Han Jiao from Yue Province." Xu Yi led Wang Changsheng to the two women with similar facial features and introduced them.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist." The two women said in unison. Their voices were pleasant.
"I'm Wang Changsheng." Wang Changsheng didn't dare to neglect and saluted back.
"This is Fellow Daoist Du Yuan from Hua Province and Fellow Daoist Ma Dong from Wu Province." This time, a fat man in his twenties and a slender young man in blue were introduced.
"As for the last one, he is my clan brother, Xu Yuan." Xu Yi pointed at a round-faced youth and said.
The round-faced youth nodded at Wang Changsheng as a greeting.
Immortal Wang smiled slightly, this could be considered a reply.
"Alright, you guys go ahead and chat. Another fellow Daoist has just teleported over. I'll go and get to know him." Xu Yi said, then turned around and left.
At this moment, a gray-robed man with a scar on his face was standing at the teleportation array. Judging from his attire, he didn't seem to be from a cultivation clan. It was more likely that he was an itinerant cultivator.
After Xu Yi left, no one spoke. Wang Changsheng was too lazy to speak. He looked around and observed the people around him.
Most of the cultivators in the hall were around twenty years old. Their cultivation levels weren't low either. Most of them were in the eleventh layer of Qi Refining. There were also a few in the thirteenth layer. These people were divided into many groups. They stood together in twos and threes, talking about something. From time to time, someone would approach a cultivator who was alone. Not long after, the cultivator who was alone joined a group. It seemed that these people weren't stupid and knew how to rope in helpers.
But then again, to be able to pass the trial, no one present was stupid. Joining a group now was probably just a temporary measure. Who knew how long they would be able to stay in the group. The initiators of the group should also understand this. However, this didn't stop them from enthusiastically recruiting people. Every time a new challenger arrived, people would gather around them and get to know them.
As time passed, more and more cultivators entered the hall. Wang Changsheng's small group expanded several times. There were now more than twenty people, all of whom were from small clans. There wasn't a single itinerant cultivator. As for whether the other groups were like this, Wang Changsheng wasn't sure.
The space Wang Changsheng and the others were in didn't have much space. He didn't know how much time had passed. He only knew that the number of cultivators in the hall continued to increase. The hall became a bit crowded. With so many people, the hall also became noisy. Wang Changsheng's feet were sore from standing. He simply sat down and closed his eyes to rest.
As time passed, many people followed Wang Changsheng's example and sat cross-legged on the ground to rest. The number of people whispering also decreased.
After an unknown amount of time, a voice transmission sounded in the hall. "Hurry up and crush the teleportation talismans in your hands. Teleport out."
Hearing this voice transmission, someone didn't hesitate to crush a yellow talisman. With a flash of yellow light, the talisman disappeared.
More people had a puzzled look on their faces and didn't immediately crush the teleportation talisman.
"Fellow Daoists, I hope you won't go back on your words. I'll take my leave first." After Xu Yi finished speaking, he also crushed the teleportation talisman and disappeared.
Wang Changsheng waited until the number of people had almost left before he crushed the teleportation talisman.
Dozens of yellow talisman characters rushed out from the talisman and drowned Wang Changsheng's figure. With a flash of yellow light, he disappeared from the hall.
With a fresh breeze blowing, Wang Changsheng only felt an indescribable comfort all over his body. When he opened his eyes, the scenery in front of him had changed greatly.
At this moment, he appeared on a blue stone platform that was hundreds of feet wide. The others were standing not far away from him with different expressions.
In front of everyone, there was a blue stone ladder that was hundreds of feet long. At the top of the stone ladder, there was a magnificent palace. There was a golden plaque that was dozens of feet long hanging on it. On the plaque, there were three huge silver words "Ancestral Hall". There was a faint spirit light flowing on it.
On the left side of the blue stone platform, there were nine huge towers that reached the sky. From time to time, people were teleported out. The number of people had reached more than 300, and the number was still increasing.
Wang Changsheng looked around the blue stone platform. After seeing the surrounding scene clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.
Around the blue stone platform, there were towering mountains that reached into the clouds. There were a large number of pavilions and palaces built on the mountains. There were vague figures walking around.
From time to time, one after another, huge flying spirit beasts would fly past the mountain range. On top of the flying spirit beasts, there would be a graceful fairy standing on top of the flying spirit beasts, or a sage-like immortal riding on top of the flying spirit beasts. There were also people flying across the sky on all kinds of flying magic tools. There was even a seven-colored rainbow that spanned tens of miles, connecting two peaks that reached the sky. A group of women in colorful palace dresses walked on top of the rainbow, making it look like a paradise on earth.
Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, and his eyes showed excitement. The density of the spiritual energy here was almost five times that of the market and more than ten times that of Ningzhou.
No wonder so many people racked their brains to enter the Taiqing Palace. In this environment, as long as one wasn't too lazy, it would be difficult to slow down one's cultivation speed. The Taiqing Palace could occupy such a blessed land with the power of one sect. It was worthy of being the number one sect of the Song Dynasty. It seemed that his choice to enter the Taiqing Palace was right.
Suddenly, five melodious sounds of bells resounded through the sky. Wang Changsheng was shocked and quickly withdrew his gaze.
At this time, the nine huge towers had been put away. On the blue platform, there were hundreds of cultivators in different clothes scattered around. These people were all challengers who had passed the test. Dozens of Taiqing Palace disciples stood around to maintain order.
In front of the crowd, on the blue stone stairs, there were seven middle-aged men and women. There was no trace of mana fluctuation on their bodies. The leader was a man in a golden robe with regular features.
Wang Changsheng and the others focused their gazes on the man in the golden robe. Their gazes contained a trace of reverence and passion. This person was the head of the Taiqing Palace, Mo Wentian.
"I presume that some of you have recognized the Old Man. That's right, the Old Man is the head of the Taiqing Palace, Mo Wentian. First of all, I would like to congratulate all of you for being able to stand out among the 9,235 people. After you have paid your respects to the founder, you will be a member of the sect. In the future, you can proudly pat your chests and tell others that you are a disciple of the Taiqing Palace." Mo Wentian's voice was not loud, but everyone heard him clearly.
Hearing these words, Wang Changsheng was extremely excited. The others' reactions were not much better. Some people's eyes reddened, and they almost cried. In order to enter the Taiqing Palace, who knew how many of their friends and family had fallen, never to wake up again.
"I know that you may feel that the sect's test is harsh, but you must understand that cultivators have always acted against the will of the heavens. The slightest carelessness can lead to death. If your willpower is not firm enough, or if you are timid, the sect will definitely not accept you. If you value your life, then obediently stay at home and be a young master or young miss. Alright, let's not waste any more words. The sect is divided into the Heavenly Array, Divine Pill, Mysterious Talisman, Hundred Refinement, Thousand Sword, and Ten Thousand Beasts. According to the teachings of our ancestors, you may freely choose to join any of the six branches. Every branch will learn different things, so you must choose carefully." At the end of his speech, Mo Wentian's face revealed a trace of seriousness.
"Dare I ask Sect Master Martial Uncle, which branch do you come from? If you choose a branch that is not suitable for you, is it possible for you to join another branch?" Standing at the front of the crowd, a young Confucian scholar with an imposing appearance cupped his hands and asked with a respectful expression.
"Haha, Old Man comes from the Thousand Sword Branch, which focuses on the way of the sword. If you choose a branch that is not suitable for you, you may join another branch. However, this requires the agreement of the Martial Uncle of your original branch. In addition, the Martial Uncle of your new branch must also agree."
Hearing these words, many people in the surrounding crowd revealed expressions of sudden realization, while others had thoughtful expressions.
From Mo Wentian's words, it was clear that it was impossible to join another branch. Which Qi Condensation disciple would dare to disturb the Martial Uncle of two branches for this matter? Only a fool would do such a thing. However, could anyone who could enter the Taiqing Palace be a fool?
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