"Okay, without wasting everyone's time, I will announce that the disciples I have selected this time are Long Tingwei, Long Xiaoyu, Bronze Corpse Chu Family, Chu Jike. Qi Family Qi Chuang

, Qi Wan, Song family, Song Li, Song Ying, Qin family, Qin Si. I think you guys are willing to be my disciples, right?" After saying this, the Corpse God opened his eyes and looked at Long Tingwei.

Waiting for someone, there is a meaningful smile on the corner of the mouth.

"What, what's going on, how is this possible?"

"Celestial Corpse, Bronze Corpse, can they also be a team? Even if they are a one-man team, can they be as persistent and trustworthy as Lord Corpse God said?"

"That's not right. Well, Qi Wan is only at the eighth level of cultivation. How could Master Corpse God choose a person with an eighth level of cultivation as his disciple?"

"The six are from the Bronze Corpse Clan. When did the Bronze Corpse Clan produce so many highly qualified juniors?"

"Yeah, there are three pairs of brothers and sisters. Two people from three families were selected at the same time."

As soon as the candidate for the disciple of the Corpse God was announced, the square was completely in chaos. There was confusion and confusion. Even the elders sitting on the throne had their eyes widened one by one. They never expected that this Corpse God would

Your Excellency has never accepted apprentices. Why did you accept eight apprentices this time? And those children, two big clans, five families, three pairs of brothers and sisters, a team, how do they sound so weird, how weird is this? Is this possible?

"Okay, you kids, would you like to become my teacher?" The Corpse God didn't care what everyone thought, but he glanced at Long Tingwei and the others and asked them again what they wanted.

Not willing, are you kidding me? How could Long Tingwei and the others be unwilling to become disciples of Lord Corpse God?

With shock and joy, Long Tingwei and others quickly stood up and walked to the rostrum one after another, knelt down and saluted the Corpse God, and said: "Disciple, wait until you see the master." As he spoke,

Several people kowtowed respectfully.

"Haha, okay, okay, let me waive this gift. Well, hey, Wei'er, it seems that you have made a lot of gains this time. The bottleneck has begun to break. I'm afraid the advancement will be in the next few days." Accept it.

He became a disciple, and even his title changed for a while.

The old man of the Corpse God has a very vicious vision, and he can tell at just one glance the level of cultivation of this disciple, and he is afraid that he is about to break through.

His words shocked the elders again. After breaking through, the boy in front of him is now at the ninth level of cultivation. If he breaks through again, he will be at the tenth level. For Long Tingwei's age, what can these old guys do?

I can't tell, it's only less than 1,500 years. Logically speaking, for a zombie monk, in just 1,500 years, his cultivation level can touch the threshold of the ninth level, which is already a rare thing among zombies.

Have you heard of the qualifications of Yi Jian, tenth level? I have heard of it, but I have never seen it.

After thinking about it, everyone couldn't help but look at Qi Chuang and others. This sight made them widen their eyes one by one. They were all less than 1,500 years old, and all of them were at the ninth level of cultivation, and

From the looks of it, these children have extremely pure Yuan Power in their bodies. Among the ninth level, they are already the kind of beings that are about to hit the bottleneck.

There is only the eighth-level cultivation of that little girl, but judging from her age, she is less than a thousand years old. Has she ever reached the eighth-level in a thousand years? At this age, it would be good to reach the fifth-level. Eighth-level cultivation

, someone who has been practicing since his mother’s womb?

After a moment of shock, it turned into envy. Such good talents and good qualities were unfortunately picked up by the Corpse God. If an apprentice chooses a master, then the master is choosing his apprentice. A good apprentice can shine.

Master, this bad apprentice, cough, cough, let’s not talk anymore.

After the dust settled, the voices in the square gradually became quieter. On the side of the corpse, Shi Meng's face looked as ugly as if water was dripping from his eyes. The previous humiliation of others was like a slap in the face.

The slap was slapped back hard on his face.

Some people were happy and some were sad. At this time, it was not just Long Tingwei and the others who were happy. Dugu Chi and the other three were naturally happy for them. Of course, there was one person who was extremely happy, the head of the Long family, Long Xiaofeng.

If his daughter, Long Xiaoyu, could be accepted as a disciple by the Corpse God, he would not be surprised, but his son, as a father, would not know what kind of character he has.

He is stubborn and stubborn. Although he has no qualifications, his character really makes him, as a father, worry a lot.

He had been beaten, scolded and punished, but his son still refused to change his ways. He was really afraid that if this boy was accepted as a disciple by Lord Corpse God today, he would be expelled from the school tomorrow.

"Weier, remember last time, your father punished you to face the wall in a fire cave and think about it for a hundred years. Hehe, the jade scripture can be polished before it can be made into a tool. Can it be helpful to you after a hundred years of hardening?" At this time, Long

Ting Wei and others had already performed the apprenticeship ceremony and stood up, but the Corpse God did not send them back to their seats. Instead, he smiled and asked Long Tingwei about what happened before.

"Yes, Master, my disciple was reckless and reckless before, but now I feel really ashamed when I think about it." Long Tingwei answered respectfully.

When Long Xiaofeng heard his son's reply, he was amazed, 'When did this guy become so sensible?'

"Haha, okay, well, after this ceremony, you will follow the master back to Guanxin Palace. Your little friends might as well make an appointment to stay in Guanxin Palace for a few days. It is not easy to become close friends. They are that kind of people.

People from the outside world will not stay in this true underworld for a long time. After returning, I am afraid it will be difficult to see each other again. The days we get together are not many, so we must cherish them." Corpse God looked at the disciples and laughed.

Long Tingwei and others hurriedly responded respectfully. After the master's order, these people did not need to go home, so they had to send people home to inform them. The Long brothers and sisters had no choice but to take the opportunity to say goodbye to their father.

After entering the master's door, I'm afraid the master will not let them go for more than a hundred years. He must pass on his mantle to the next generation.

The Corpse God waved his hand and ordered several disciples to retreat first.

After returning to their seats, Dugu Chi and others congratulated them again. After that, naturally, there was an initiation ceremony for the selected disciples.

The etiquette of this initiation ceremony is extremely complicated and the scene is extremely grand.

This time, according to the instructions of the Corpse God, everything in the ceremony was simplified and the ceremony was shortened. However, it could not be too shabby and lose the grandeur of the temple. So all the energy was spent on the entrance ceremony.

superior.

Outsiders like Duguchi and the others were able to watch the lively scene, but Long Tingwei and the others were not as relaxed. One by one, they were pulled around like puppets, and they worshiped the heavens for a while.

Well, after a while of offering sacrifices to the ground, a few people turned their eyes at the real trouble.

Finally, all the rituals were over, and it was already noon on the third day. Fortunately, the Corpse God had ordered everything to be simple beforehand. Otherwise, we still don’t know how long it would take to finish.

Long Xiaofeng took advantage of the ceremonial break to call a pair of children to his side and gave some instructions. After all the ceremonies were over, the children would follow their master back to the Guanxin Hall to practice. Even he, the father, probably wanted to meet him.

It's not easy anymore.

Naturally, the person he gave the most orders to was his son. Without a few words of instruction, he would really feel uneasy.

Now the head of the Long family is in a good mood. He has a pair of sons and a daughter who are both descendants of the Corpse God. No matter what, they can be regarded as firmly overpowering the Lion family. It is said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there is competition. This one has corpses.

The place is the same, the world is the same, and the competition is the same.

At this time, the head of the Lion Clan naturally had a stinking look on his face. The Lord Corpse God had accepted a disciple. Naturally, the other elders and clan leaders had to step forward to congratulate him. He, the head of the Lion Clan, was no exception.

But just from the look on his face, anyone could see that the boss's unhappiness was written all over his face.

All the rituals were finally over, and the Corpse God was naturally the first to leave. As disciples, Long Tingwei and others naturally had to serve beside him and exit with their master. Naturally, Dugu Chi and the others were invited to leave together.

The Guanxin Hall is located on a huge mountain with a dragon head and a lion body. I don't know what the name of this giant beast that turned into a mountain is. Just look at the size of the mountain. It is not difficult for Dugu Chi to imagine the wildness.

In this era, the creatures walking on the continent were so powerful. I am afraid that these savage beasts could overturn the rivers and seas with their powerful bodies.

The name of this mountain peak is Longshou Mountain. There are not many palaces and pavilions on it. There are only three main halls, one for meditation, one for spiritual cultivation, and one for martial arts. There are several pavilions built on top of the mountain, following the slope of the mountain.

However, the buildings everywhere are extremely primitive, even without carvings or paintings.

When they arrived at the mountain, Duguchi and the others were led to the Guanxin Hall by Long Tingwei and others, saying that the master wanted to meet these disciples' little friends.

In the hall of Guanxin Hall, the simplicity remains. In front of the gable facing the main hall, there is a huge stone statue enshrined. The stone is ordinary, and the statue is also ordinary. It is just an ordinary old man. In his left hand,

He is holding a scroll and a Ruyi in his right hand.

In front of the stone statue is an offering table, which is made of the same stone as the stone statue and is gray-white in color. There are several plates of fruits and vegetables on the table, and there is a copper incense burner with incense burning in the burner.

There were many futons neatly arranged in front of the table. Apart from that, there were a few large pillars supporting the hall, and nothing else.

At this time, the old corpse god was sitting on a futon with his back to the stone statue, smiling and looking at Dugu Chi and others who walked in the door.

Dugu Chi didn't dare to be lazy, so he and Ling'er rushed forward, bowed down and saluted.

"Haha, that's all. Don't be too uptight, little one. Sit down and talk. Oh, Wei'er, you guys should all sit down too." The Corpse God gave Dugu Chi and the others a hand, and ordered with a smile.
Chapter completed!