Chapter 633 Xuan Zhenzi Accepts a Disciple

After chatting for a while, Wang Chuchen's incarnation continued to play, with the same technique, the same timbre, and even the meaning contained in it, which was the same. Many disciples, without any surprise, were immersed in the world of music again and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

If Wang Chuchen had not reminded Wu Yi before that this song was a piece of noise, he would definitely not notice the difference. Now, with his powerful spiritual consciousness analysis and deduction ability, he found a total of seven differences.

The seven differences seemed small, and even did not affect the meaning of this song, but this was entirely because Wang Chuchen had already reached perfection in the way of music, and from the skill to the Tao, he was able to control these mistakes and round them off.

If it was handed over to others, there would be wrong notes one by one, and the meaning of this song would completely collapse, and it would definitely be unbearable to listen to.

After the incarnation finished playing, he put the guzheng back on his back and returned to his original body. Wang Chuchen looked at the disciples who were infatuated with the music and asked, "If anyone finds any noise, please speak up immediately. No more waiting."

The voice was loud and clear, like morning bells and evening drums. Many disciples were awakened by the voice. Their eyes were blank. They didn't know what happened before, and it would be difficult for them to tell where the noise was.

A beautiful female cultivator in the back row of the crowd hesitated and said, "The seventy-fifth tune, the first is the sound of Gongbian, and the second is the sound of Yubian." It can be seen that she was not very sure about the error of Wang Chuchen's tune. The second tone became weaker and weaker, and at the end, it was just the movement of the lips.

But for Wang Chuchen, even lip reading was proficient. Even though the sound of the female cultivator was just like the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, Wang Chuchen responded immediately, "Yes!"

The whole audience was shocked, and many people asked blankly what the woman had said before.

The five tones are Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. For most people present, they may only know these, and they are at a loss today.

Wang Chuchen asked three times, but no one responded. He shook his head with a little disappointment, but this result was at least okay. Wu Yi, a Yuanying Zhenren, only heard seven mistakes. Let a group of foundation-building cultivators listen, how much can they hear.

At least someone can answer it. If no one can, it will be embarrassing.

Wang Chuchen called the woman to come closer, and then bowed to Wu Yi and others, saying: "Fellow Taoists, I will go first."

Yan Ziling saw Wang Chuchen leave and said: "Next, let me do it!" He had heard five differences before, but he calculated in his mind and watched Wang Chuchen's fingering. There should be other mistakes. At this time, he was itching in his heart, so he wanted to end it early.

Wu Yi and Xuan Zhenzi nodded, of course it's okay.

Yan Ziling spread his sleeves, and a three-legged tripod appeared in the sky. The tripod was engraved with the Xiezhi Dingwen, which looked upright and incorruptible. The Xiezhi's sharp horns just hit the medicine outlet of the furnace. It was a magical furnace.

Yan Ziling said: "Next, I will refine two kinds of elixirs. The former is a holy elixir for detoxification, and the latter is a deadly poison elixir. If anyone among you can see that the poison elixir has more medicinal materials than the holy elixir, I will accept him as my disciple."

Many disciples heard this, and they felt as if they were trampled by ten thousand wild horses. How come the test of the real person is not a competition to win, but these unorthodox methods, which is too unfair.

They thought so in their hearts, but when Yan Ziling started to refine the elixir, they still watched it attentively.

Although Yan Ziling was able to enter the Dancao Pavilion because of the promotion of the clan behind him, he also had some skills, otherwise he would be just a scumbag.

But he was seen shooting arrows left and right, one hand adjusting the fire, and the other hand flipping the medicinal materials. Hundreds of medicinal materials, as if they were free, entered the cauldron one after another, like a big pot of stew, the Xiezhi pattern became red, and the horn was red and dripping.

Seeing all kinds of medicinal materials that they did not recognize appear, those disciples who still had the last glimmer of hope in their hearts could not help but feel discouraged. The reason why they still held their heads high was because others held their heads high, and they could not lower their heads.

Even if they lost, they had to output like a human.

In this game, even Wu Yi was at a loss. He was asked to draw the mysterious text and carve the array diagram, and he did it right away. However, he really did not study much about the elixir grass, and Wu Yi was not familiar with many medicinal herbs.

You have to admit that different trades are like different mountains. Wu Yi generally advocates a general understanding and specializes in one.

And what he specializes in is not elixir, but array.

Before all the herbs in the last round of refining were recognized, Yan Ziling started the second round of refining. After a few moments, many people felt that it was slower than a year. This feeling of pretending to know is really meaningless.

In the end, the one who was recognized by Yan Ziling was an ordinary disciple from a family of alchemy. It was his chance to become a first-class disciple, and it was his chance to meet Yan Ziling's assessment.

After hastily bidding farewell to Wu Yi and others, Yan Ziling also took his new disciple and floated away. Judging from the direction, he should be chasing Wang Chuchen.

Xuan Zhenzi looked at Wu Yi and didn't say anything, but the meaning couldn't be clearer. It's time for the elder brother to go on stage.

Wu Yi said calmly: "I already know the disciples that Daoyou intends to recruit, so the order is the same. I think our disciples should not overlap."

Wu Yi said nonsense. There has never been a precedent of a disciple in Yiqimen worshipping two masters at the same time. Naturally, their disciples cannot overlap.

"Since you say so, I will leave first."

Wu Yi raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Even though Wu Yi was calm, he almost laughed at this moment. This was a more advanced game than inviting someone into a trap, because he was completely out of the matter, at least at the moment, and had nothing to do with it.

Now, just be a spectator quietly. Perfect, the big show is about to start. Wu Yi rarely feels such an exciting moment, but he seems to be a little evil in his heart.

"I also want to ask a question to test and determine the name of the disciple, but I have troubled you Taoist friends to work hard,"

As he said, Xuan Zhenzi really bowed to An Yirong and others, frightening them to get up in a hurry and waved their hands repeatedly, saying: "I dare not."

Xuan Zhenzi continued: "To be honest with you, Yuan Xi was originally a disciple of my Zhenyang Dongtian sect. Now he enters the Dongtian to practice, which is also a matter of course."

When those disciples heard this, the last glimmer of hope was shattered. Sure enough, Xuan Zhenzi was talking about Yuan Xi.

"Yuanxi, I have decided to accept you as my disciple." Xuan Zhenzi said slowly, fiddling with his beard, looking quite relaxed.

Wu Yi almost laughed when he saw this, his face was very strange.

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