After the remaining disciples received Daoist Hu's permission, a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts, and they all came forward to try the method.
Every time, Daoist Hu glanced at them and then took out different things for them to see. Some people didn't see anything, while others could recognize all kinds of handwriting and different things.
However, in the end, they did not get Daoist Hu to ask them to stay. They could only leave in disappointment and stand to the side.
After these people, it was Bai Qingqing's turn. He tidied his clothes and stood in front of Daoist Hu. He bowed and reported his name.
Now, he knew that Daoist Hu had his own way of distinguishing things, and it did not depend on whether you could see what was shown.
Daoist Hu glanced at him and thought for a moment. He then took out two colored glass beads and said, "What do you see?"
Bai Qingqing looked around and said uncertainly, "There seems to be a bamboo branch in the glass bead on the left, and here on the right …" He paused. "There seems to be a lotus flower."
Daoist Hu was a little surprised. He could not help but raise his head and stare at Bai Qingqing. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Are you also willing to become my disciple?"
Bai Qingqing was stunned. Then, joy rose in his heart. He immediately bowed and said, "Bai Qingqing greets teacher."
Daoist Hu acknowledged him and accepted the bow. He really did not expect to find two people in this group of disciples who were fated to be together.
However, his surprise did not end there. The last person, a young cultivator called Shu Cai, also had the same fate.
He was also surprised. If there were one or two people who were fated to be together, it would be fine. However, this time, he actually encountered three people at the same time. There must be a reason for this.
He asked, "Are you all from the same place?"
Shu Cai replied, "Yes. Senior Martial Brother Xu, Senior Martial Brother Bai, and I all come from the inner layer of the Dongting Protectorate. We just arrived here a few days ago."
Daoist Hu thought for a moment and said, "Only a few days … If that's the case, perhaps it's because of that."
He guessed that it was very likely that these people had lived in the inner layer for a long time and were rarely infected by the evil outside the void. Moreover, they rarely took suppressing pills.
Taking too many of these pills was not a good thing. It was very likely that it would cause a cultivator's body to become turbid. This was also why cultivators in the outer layer were rarely able to cultivate to the upper layer. Of course, those with true cultivation would treat this as a form of training. However, ordinary cultivators did not have that kind of ability.
Other than this, there might be some other reason, but he couldn't figure it out at the moment. But no matter what, he had taken in three disciples in one go this time, so he was no longer afraid that there would be no successor for his sect.
He took out three jade tablets and handed them to the three of them. After taking care of them for a while, he said, "Go ahead and wait for me to pass on the message."
Zhang Yu said to the waiting disciples, "Everyone, please wait below the stage."
After all the disciples had left, only the two of them were left on the stage.
Zhang Yu looked at Daoist Hu and said, "Fellow Daoist, you've found three disciples. You don't seem to be happy?"
Daoist Hu sighed and said, "The more disciples I have, the better. It's just that I've taken in three at once, so it's a bit troublesome. Patrol Officer, do you still remember that I said before that this technique of mine might be able to reach the upper layer?"
Zhang Yu said, "Of course I remember."
Daoist Hu said, "According to Grandmaster, this technique can only be used by one person, and only one person can succeed. The three disciples I saw just now are all fated with my technique. This makes it difficult for me. I don't know who to choose."
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I've troubled you, Fellow Daoist."
Daoist Hu waved his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "Don't say that. This old Daoist is being pretentious. Let's talk about the future in the future."
He reached into his sleeve and took out a jade box, saying, "Since Patrol Officer Zhang has found this technique for me, then I'll naturally keep my promise.
This is an 'eye seal' passed down in my sect. Because my sect often peeks into the secrets of the heavens, in order to avoid reverse divination, I didn't name it a seal.
Other than the techniques passed down in my sect, there are also some similar seals that my sect has collected in the past. I've also given them to Patrol Officer Zhang. I only hope that Patrol Officer Zhang won't casually leak them out. "As he said this, he raised his hands and handed them forward.
Zhang Yu also raised his hands. Solemnly, he received the jade box and promised, "I'll only look at this seal. I won't leak it out."
Daoist Hu didn't intend to make him swear an oath. He believed that as the Xuanting Patrol Officer, Zhang Yu wouldn't do such a despicable thing and ruin his reputation.
Another reason was that even if ordinary people learned this technique, unless they were truly talented in it, it would be very difficult for them to achieve anything with it. Even if they did succeed, the technique was about bearing. If they received help from Daoist Hu, they would definitely return it, so he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
Zhang Yu didn't forget that You City was watching him, so he didn't plan to stay here for long after obtaining the jade slip. He asked Daoist Hu about some places that might be taboo before he bid farewell and led the remaining disciples back to Kui Mansion.
After he left, Daoist Hu called Bai Qingqing and the other two over and said, "The three of you can take me as your master because there's fate between us. However, I also need to know your backgrounds. The three of you go and find someone from the observation platform."
The three of them immediately guessed that this was a test from Daoist Hu. They clasped their hands and left.
Around 15 minutes later, Bai Qingqing and Xu Shao 'an each found two people, while Shu Cai returned alone.
Daoist Hu first asked Xu Shao 'an, "Do you think you've found the right person?"
Xu Shao 'an said helplessly, "I don't think I've found the right person. However, Master told us to find one person each. I can't return empty-handed, so I could only find one person at random."
Daoist Hu asked Shu Cai, "What about you?"
Shu Cai replied truthfully, "I don't think I can find the person I'm looking for, so I didn't bring anyone up."
Daoist Hu didn't comment. He looked at the servant that Bai Qingqing had brought up and asked, "What did you do just now?"
The servant was at a loss. "What are you asking, sir?"
Daoist Hu said, "I cultivate the Eye Seal, which allows me to observe the world. The many changes here can't be hidden from me. You've been here for many years, so how could I not see that you've sent out a report every year? Once a year, never more. However, every time Governor Zhang comes, you have to send out a report, so I'm guessing that you're working for You City, right?"
The servant was shocked. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say. His head was covered in cold sweat.
Daoist Hu ignored him and looked at Bai Qingqing. He nodded and said, "Bai Qingqing, you're the only one who passed this time. You'll be my eldest disciple. Come up, I'll teach you a technique first."
Hong Yi Layer.
The cannons on the plains were firing at the fortress in front of them, and the walls of the fortress were shaking as the explosions rang out.
Daoist Xingchuan stood on top of the fortress and looked ahead with a serious expression. Occasionally, the cannons' bullets would land beside him, but they were either repelled by the light on his body or shattered into pieces.
A young Daoist with peach blossom eyes floated on a short cloud among the densely packed army of believers of the Evil God.
He transmitted his voice to Daoist Xingchuan with a relaxed expression, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need for you to be so nervous. There's actually no need for us to fight. Even if we do, we'll just lose this projection of power. What's the point of winning or losing?"
Daoist Xingchuan replied indifferently, "If we're outside, the heart isn't afraid of death, but the body is. But here, the body isn't afraid of death, but the heart is."
Perhaps many cultivators thought that the lower level was just a projection of power and didn't take it to heart. However, Daoist Xingchuan believed that if he had such an attitude, he would lose before he even met the enemy.
Not to mention, if the projection of power was destroyed, it wouldn't be completely unaffected.
At the very least, he believed that if he lost to this person, it would leave a mark in his consciousness. If he met this person again in the future and didn't make a huge breakthrough, it would be very difficult for him to defeat him.
Therefore, after reaching the lower level, he treated every battle here as a real battle. The advantage of this was that once his consciousness returned, he would be able to quickly digest what he had gained here.
With a rumble, the front wall of the fortress was finally blown away by the cannon fire. The front wall collapsed, revealing a long and wide gap.
The believers of evil gods let out wild cries from the army. As the flags painted with the image of evil gods were waved, they rushed toward the gap like a tide.
The young Daoist laughed. He didn't come here with the intention of fighting. As long as he could pin down the man in front of him, he would allow the army to push in and wipe out this stronghold. Then, he would take the opportunity to destroy Kui Su's last stronghold in the lower level. With that, he would be able to complete his mission.
Daoist Zuo stood up in the fortress. He sensed that two evil gods' descendants were rushing toward him. Clearly, they were here to hold him back.
He had a serious look on his face. As the reinforcements had yet to arrive, he could only do his best. If worst came to worst, he would just come back after his projection of power was destroyed, and see who could last longer.
Just as he was thinking, two blue-skinned evil gods' descendants jumped up from the left and right, thrusting their spears at him.
While the two of them were entangled, the followers of the Evil God quickly rushed to the gap in the city wall. Under their fearless charge, it didn't take long for them to defeat the guards blocking the way and rush in.
But just as things were progressing smoothly, black smoke suddenly emerged from the inside of the fortress.
At first, the believers of evil gods didn't think much of it, but they soon realized that something was wrong. Anyone who was touched by the smoke would be turned into ashes within a few breaths. The fire would also spread among themselves. Once touched, it would be difficult to get rid of it.
One of the divine descendants fighting Daoist Zuo accidentally touched a cluster of fire. He tried to cut off the limb he touched, but it was useless. The black fire had already entered his blood. He only lasted for a few breaths before he turned into ashes.
In the blink of an eye, the thousands of people who rushed in were turned into nothingness. However, the clusters of black fire didn't disappear. Instead, they spread out from the inside of the fortress.
Within the flames, a cultivator with scarlet eyes and a cold expression walked out. The black clothes on his body slowly dissipated like fireworks, and the flames behind him also drifted endlessly.
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