Chapter 408: Introductory Meeting

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

As dawn breaks, nearly a thousand disciples have gathered at the center of Mingxia Island.

The annual induction ceremony for new disciples is about to begin.

Zhan Nianchuan hung up his inner disciple's token, and was shocked to find that there were only three other people wearing golden tokens like him. The other two were a charming girl with a graceful figure, picturesque features, and big watery eyes. Keep looking at him. One is a sturdy man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he always has a simple and honest smile on his face.

As soon as the two people saw him, they greeted him with smiles and took the initiative to stand behind him, catching Zhan Nianchuan off guard, who had originally planned to stand at the end.

When the nearly a thousand new disciples next to them saw Zhan Nianchuan and the other three, most of them had extremely envious expressions on their faces.

Zhan Nianchuan frowned slightly and began to look at the surrounding environment.

On the left is a mountain peak rising from the ground, which is ten thousand feet high. Looking up, you can only see the mountainside. Below the mountain peak is the huge square where they are, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people without any problem. Now there are only more than a thousand people, which seems sparse. There is a square high platform in the direction of the square towards the mountain peak, and behind the high platform is a huge sculpture. A thin old man wearing Taoist robes. Next to the square are rows of gray buildings, which look neat and beautiful.

Most of the nearly a thousand new disciples were casual cultivators, and none of them wore the disciple uniforms issued by the sect. Some of the disciples knew each other, and they were chatting, laughing, and saying hello. The whole square seemed chaotic.

When the rising sun cast its first golden light, the noisy discussion below suddenly died down.

Several distinguished-looking people wearing gray robes from the Tianfu Sect stepped onto the high square platform in the center of the square.

I saw that they were both men and women, wearing various magical weapons. They looked calm and calm. At first glance, they were people in high positions.

An old man in the middle, wearing short clothes and a big belly, stepped forward a few steps. His small eyes sunk into the pile of flesh glanced at the many casual cultivators below, and a layered smile appeared on his face:

"I'm welcome to join the Tianfu Sect!"

After hearing these words, all the disciples present shouted in unison:

"See the sect leader!"

Mo Buli nodded with satisfaction, his eyes swept over Zhan Nianchuan and the other three people, and he was secretly happy.

This year's newcomers are very good. There are three people whose spiritual consciousness is more than double that of ordinary people. This has not been seen for many years.

As for the qualifications of Zhan Nianchuan and others, he doesn't care too much. As long as their spiritual consciousness is far higher than the same level, they can devote a lot of resources to push them to the foundation building level, which will allow them to refine a large number of second-level talismans. .

Besides, if casual cultivators can reach the eighth level of Qi Condensation, how much worse can they be?

With this in mind, he smiled even more, looked at the nearly a thousand disciples below, and continued:

"Fellow Taoists, I believe you already know that our Tianfu Sect is different from other sects in that we can come and go freely, but..." He deliberately paused for a moment before continuing: "The prerequisite for freedom is that you want to Complete the task you should complete! In our Tianfu Sect, there is only one task, which is to refine the talisman! As long as you complete the refining task, you can do whatever you want, and the sect will not interfere. "

All the disciples in the audience were silent, listening attentively.

"Now, all disciples will follow me to respect our ancestor, Master Tianfu!"

Mo Buli turned around and looked at the statue of Master Tianfu behind him, with a fanatical look in his eyes, and bowed slowly and deeply to him.

All the disciples in the audience followed closely behind Mo Buli and bowed deeply to the statue.

All the disciples respect the former strongest man in Cangzhou from the bottom of their hearts. In addition to his cultivation skills and creation, there are also many talismans he created, which have a great influence on the entire Cangzhou and even the world of human cultivation. important impact.

It can be said that without Master Tianfu, there would be no great prosperity of Fu Dao in the world.

Then several elders came forward and told the disciples what they needed to pay attention to. Zhan Nianchuan listened carefully and felt that he was indeed in the right place.

In general, there are very few restrictions on the disciples, and the treatment is not low. New disciples get ten spirit stones every month, and can also listen to the elders' sermons.

In this aspect alone, the Xuantian Sect was incomparable. Zhan Nianchuan smiled bitterly when he thought of the spiritual stone he had received every month as a disciple of the sect.

I wonder if these elders had too few opportunities to speak, but they kept talking nonsense, which made Zhan Nianchuan feel sleepy. The most outrageous one was an old man with rosacea, who actually talked for half an hour. The loud voice was like a demonic sound penetrating the ears, causing all the disciples great pain.

After observation, Zhan Nianchuan found that even Mo Buli was in awe of him. He didn't know whether it was because the old man with rosacea was very strong or because his loud voice was too scary. Zhan Nianchuan estimated that it was probably the latter.

"Okay, there is one last aspect left that I want to talk about."

Hearing this, Zhan Nianchuan's spirit was lifted, and he felt that the hope of relief was ahead. The other disciples also breathed a sigh of relief, with joy on their faces, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Anyone who was bombarded by this loud voice for more than half an hour would not be able to bear it.

However, just when the disciples were overjoyed, the old man with rosacea showed a mysterious smile and his voice became a little louder:

"The last aspect is the most important. I want to explain it in detail. You should listen carefully."

Zhan Nianchuan felt something was wrong, and then he watched the old man's mouth opening and closing, spewing out a few chilling words:

"The last aspect contains eight key points..."

The disciples below the stage were all dumbfounded, and they were extremely angry. They all wanted to beat up the old man who kept talking. The crackling sound of bones kept ringing in the crowd.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled bitterly. Since there was no way to block the mouth of this hateful old man, he had to force his attention to other aspects and looked at the elders on the stage.

The most eye-catching one was naturally a middle-aged beautiful woman in purple clothes with a charming look. She was calm and radiated a strong aura. Judging from her position among the crowd, her status should be only below Mo Buli, and she was probably the master of a peak.

Feeling Zhan Nianchuan's gaze, the beautiful woman smiled at him and seemed to have a good impression of him.

Zhan Nianchuan calmly withdrew his gaze, thinking secretly how to deal with the current situation.

From the way the elders on the stage looked at her, Zhan Nianchuan was sure that she would be favored. After all, cultivators with spiritual awareness far exceeding that of ordinary people were very rare, which could be seen from the fact that only three of the nearly 1,000 casual cultivators who were recruited to join the sect were able to obtain the golden token.

An hour later.

The old man with rosacea finally closed his mouth with a sense of satisfaction, retreated back into the crowd, and gave the most central position to Mo Buli.

Looking at the disciples who were seriously injured, Mo Buli sighed inwardly, knowing that these disciples were eager to end this lengthy initiation ceremony as soon as possible, so he said simply:

"The token will show which peak you are assigned to, and you must report there tomorrow, disband!"

The disciples were as if they had been pardoned, and immediately scattered like birds and beasts. The place was extremely noisy for a while, but the many elders on the stage didn't care about it at all. Their eyes were focused on Zhan Nianchuan and the other three inner disciples wearing gold medals, circling around them, unwilling to leave.