Invincible, I didn't mean it

Huo Tong gloomily talked about the grievances between the two and kept pouring wine into his mouth.

Yang Chongxin said in his heart, no wonder the monk in blue was very polite to Huo Tong. He turned out to be a second-generation monk.

"Fellow Daoist Huo, what’s so important about the color of your clothes?"

Huo Tong was distracted by Yang Chongxin, and his anger gradually subsided, and he talked about the Qixian Sect's disciple robes.

The lowest official disciples of the Qixian Sect are second-level foundation-building monks, and Qiling Warriors can only be considered outer disciples. Unified Earthy yellow robes; the colors of official disciples' clothes are divided according to their strength. Those in black clothes are ordinary disciples; those in blue clothes are elite disciples, whose strength must be at the top of the same level; and disciples in green are required to be able to steadily rise above the level. Defeating the enemy can be regarded as a genius; the white-clothed disciples are geniuses, and their strength can be ranked at the forefront among the monks one level higher. The purple-clothed disciples can only be worn by the peerless geniuses who can surpass two levels, the sect leaders, and fifth-level elders.

Their chests The strange patterns on the front are called cloud patterns. There is only one flower at the first level, two at the second level, and so on!

After talking about the disciple robes of the Qixian Sect for a while, Huo Tong remembered the topic they just talked about:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, what's the reason for you coming all the way from the Southern Territory to Qixianmen? I still have some connections in the sect, tell me, maybe I can help!"

It is naturally better to have someone from within the sect to help introduce you than to rush in with your head covered, Yang Chongxin said:

"I am a casual cultivator, and I have always felt that there is a lack of guidance and a lot of basic knowledge on the path of spiritual practice. I heard from a senior that Qixian Sect has teachings without distinction, and does not exclude the entry of casual cultivators, so I came here specially to prepare to join Qixian Sect!"

"ah?"

Huo Tong was still nodding his head when he heard Yang Chongxin's previous words, but he jumped up when he heard the last words.

"What did you say?"

Yang Chongxin looked confused, what did I say? Did I just accidentally say that I wanted to destroy the Qixian Sect instead of joining the Qixian Sect?

Why did Huo Tong react so hard?

"I...I said I wanted to join the Qixian Sect, what happened?"

At this time, the shock on Huo Tong's face instantly turned into excitement. He came close to Yang Chongxin and asked loudly:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, who told you this? I bet that most Qixian Sect disciples don’t know this, haha! With a proud smile

, Huo Tong continued:

"If my father wasn’t a fourth-level deacon, I wouldn’t have known!"

Maybe because he felt that he was a little out of character, Huo Tong returned to his seat:

"This rule was set by an ancestor who knows how many thousands of years ago, but the assessment standards are set too high, and those who can pass are really very rare. Oh, no, it is even less than that. My father said that the recent one Xiu joined the sect thirteen thousand years ago!"

When Yang Chongxin saw that he knew that Qixian Sect had this rule and said that the assessment was strict, he asked curiously:

"High standards? How high is it?"

Huo Tong nodded heavily:

"Yes, very high. Do you still remember the colors of the robes of disciples at all levels that I mentioned just now?"

"remember"

"The difficulty of this assessment is the same as that of a Tsing Yi disciple, or it may even be higher!"

After taking a sip of wine, Huo Tong shook his head:

"Even though there are not many disciples in Tsing Yi in our sect, they are definitely considered geniuses. How can casual cultivators pass?"

Yang Chongxin said that he was not worried that he would not be able to pass. Although he had a serious lack of understanding of the Great Wilderness, he did not believe that with his combat power exceeding two levels, he was not even as good as the Tsing Yi disciples of Qixian Sect!

You know, there are white clothes on top of Tsing Yi. , Ziyi, if Qixian Sect is so strong, then they should have been among the five major sects!

"Fellow Daoist Huo, can you pass this? I don’t know how to join yet. Who should I contact? Please give me some pointers, fellow Taoist!"

After getting to know Huo Tong, a local snake and a second-generation cultivator, Yang Chongxin certainly wouldn't let him go and asked directly

"I don’t know either, but that’s not a problem. My father is the deacon of Baichuan Hall, so he must know."

Huo Tong patted his chest, indicating that there was no difficulty, and then took out the communication talisman.

"Father, it’s me, little boy!"

When Huo Tong was talking to his father, his appearance changed. He was serious and respectful. It seemed that he had been punished since he was a child!

"Something happened, something happened, it’s like this, a friend of mine wants to join our Qixian Sect!"

"He's not six years old. How can I make friends with a six-year-old? Well, he's not his son either.……"

"Has father forgotten the rules of the Qixian Sect? There is no distinction between education and distinction!"

"Yes, that’s it, he said a senior told him!"

"Okay, I'll take him there right now!"

Putting down the communication talisman, Huo Tong winked and said:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, that's it. I will take you to see my father now. He said that this matter is not his responsibility, but he can take us to the deacon who is in charge of this matter."

Since he could directly see the person responsible for this matter, Yang Chongxin certainly had no reason to refuse. He immediately got up and walked out with Huo Tong.

After walking out of the restaurant, Huo Tong dismissed the over-enthusiastic shopkeeper and said to Yang Chongxin:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, this place is still several hundred miles away from the mountain gate. If you are not familiar with the road, how about you take my flying magic weapon?"

"Flying magic weapon?"

Seeing Yang Chongxin's confused expression, Huo Tong took out a small boat from the ring of his storage bag and said:

"It is a magic weapon used on the road. Our foundation-building monks fly very slowly and consume a lot of mana, so we must use flying magic weapons. Doesn’t Fellow Daoist Yang have any?"

Of course Yang Chongxin has not. He has never even seen this thing!

Ever since he came to Dahuang, he has been wandering around alone on two legs. He has never traveled with others, and he has never seen anyone riding a flying magic weapon.!

Now think about it, he has seized so many storage rings, but he has never carefully studied the contents one by one.

Yang Chongxin still has a lot of things from Xiaohemen in his hand. He is going to go back and look for them carefully. Maybe there is something inside. Flying magic weapon!

Seeing that Yang Chongxin was silent, Huo Tong remembered that he was a casual cultivator and thought that he was too short of money to buy it, so he quickly said haha:

"Hey, I'm familiar with this. Please sit here, Fellow Daoist Yang, please!"

The two of them took Huo Tong's boat and quickly arrived in front of the real Qixianmen Mountain Gate.

Huo Tong got off the boat, ran over to talk to several gatekeepers, and then took Yang Chongxin into the mountain gate, and the two went up again Bianzhou, he said:

"When entering the mountain gate, you can't take flying instruments. It's too troublesome. Let's go there!"

Qixianmen is the second fourth-level sect that Yang Chongxin has visited. When he went to Chaotianmen before, he sneaked in secretly to deliver things, not even a quick glance. What they passed now was only the outer gate. There are dozens of peaks in the entire outer gate. The various buildings on the mountains are majestic and heroic. If Huo Tong hadn't told him, he would have thought that this was the Qixian Gate.

Entering the inner gate area, the distance between the peaks became obviously larger. The mountain is also taller and majestic, breathtaking. From a distance, the fairy spirit floats, and when you look up close, your heart is moved. Yang Chongxin can't help but sigh that this is called spiritual practice!

(The new book"National Job Change: The Earth is My Kingdom of God" has been published. Published, welcome to taste, thank you!)