Chapter 8 Pangu Essence and Blood, the Ceremony of Apprenticeship!
In front of the Kunlun Mountains, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, with only the sound of the wind whispering softly in my ears.
Cang Xuan's rhetorical question made Zhao Gongming speechless for a moment and froze in place.
Are even the gatekeepers of Kunlun Mountain so unkind?
However, the situation was stronger than the man, and he had to bow his head.
Zhao Gongming took a deep breath, calmed down, bowed, and said respectfully:
“I hope fellow Taoists will be kind enough to let us pass.”
"My three sworn sisters and I traveled thousands of miles from the East China Sea, just to worship the Sanqing Saint."
Seeing this, Sanxiao followed suit and saluted Cangxuan one after another.
"Everyone, get up."
Cang Xuan waved his sleeves lightly, and a soft mana surged out.
Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao couldn't help but straighten up.
"The poor Daoist Ran Deng used to listen to the sermons in Zixiao Palace with the Sanqing saints."
"I wonder if my friend can make it easier?"
Ran Deng, who had been watching the changes, took a step forward and spoke slowly.
"Oh? Are you here to become a disciple too?"
Cang Xuan showed a playful smile and asked pretending to be confused.
For an old fox like Ran Deng, he decided to treat him in his own way.
It would be even better if we could get some more benefits.
"It is indeed true that Pindao has a good relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun and wants to become a disciple of the Chan Sect."
"If my little friend insists on blocking it, if the Heavenly Lord finds out one day, he will definitely feel unhappy and may be disadvantageous to you."
Sure enough, Ran Deng used his friendship with Yuan Shi Tianzun to put pressure on Cang Xuan.
An old friend of Yuanshi Tianzun, this identity is enough to make most people shy away from him.
But unfortunately, Cang Xuan remained unmoved.
"Friendship? Why have I never heard the Yuanshi Saint mention this old friend of yours?"
"Since you said you have a good relationship with the Saint of Yuanshi, why didn't you bring a gift when you came to apprentice this time?"
"Is it possible that you don't even understand the most basic etiquette of becoming a disciple?"
"Let's do this. Now take out the apprenticeship ceremony and I'll take a look at it for the Yuanshi Saint."
After saying this, Cang Xuan's mind moved, and the Kunlun Mountain Guardian Formation appeared.
Laws and orders are intertwined into a network, turning into an invisible barrier.
Isolate Ran Deng and others and prevent them from entering Kunlun Mountain.
"It's too much!"
When Ran Deng saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and murderous intent came into his heart.
If it weren't for this place, it would be Kunlun Mountain, the dojo of the Sanqing Saints.
He absolutely wanted to make this ignorant boy look good.
"If you can't get the apprenticeship ceremony, please go back. Not everyone can enter the Kunlun Mountain Gate."
"Don't glare at me like that, I just can't stand you."
Cang Xuan stood in front of the mountain gate, looking down at the burning lantern.
Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao sisters on the side became even more silent when they saw this.
Even a powerful person like Ran Deng cannot step into Kunlun Mountain, so naturally they don't dare to act rashly.
"you"
Ran Deng's right fist trembled slightly, he glared at Cang Xuan, but stopped talking.
Just as he was racking his brains to find a way to crack it.
Cang Xuan looked at Zhao Gongming and San Xiao, his expression softened.
"Your heels and talents are both very good."
"But if you want to enter Kunlun to become a disciple, you need to pass my test first."
"If our master encounters a catastrophe, what choice will you make?"
In the prehistoric history, Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao adhered to Jiejiao from beginning to end until the last moment.
Zhao Gongming died in the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, and his Yuanshen was on the list of gods and became the God of Wealth.
Sanxiao was furious and set up the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation, but in the end he could not escape his fall.
"I, Zhao Gongming, and my three sworn sisters swear an oath here."
"No matter what the future holds, I swear to live or die with my sect."
"If you violate the rules, I am willing to be punished by the thunder of heaven, my body will be burned by the fire of my karma, and my body and soul will be destroyed!"
Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao looked firm and made a strong oath.
After the words fell, a melodious Taoist sound came from the void.
That was Heaven's response to their oath.
【bite!】
[Congratulations to the host, who successfully stopped and tested Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao, and was rewarded with a drop of Pangu’s essence and blood, the Kaitian Fire Spirit, the Kaitian Wind Spirit, and the Kaitian Water Spirit!] At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in Cang Xuan’s mind.
Then, four divine lights circulated within the system space.
"Is this the end?"
I never thought that the surprise would come so quickly.
As soon as Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao made the oath of heaven, the system mission was completed.
And the system rewards this time are not generous.
Especially the essence and blood of Pangu is enough to make all the great powers in the ancient world be moved by it.
At the beginning of the prehistoric era, twelve drops of blood essence in Pangu's heart merged with endless evil energy.
Eventually, twelve ancestral witches were born.
Each ancestral witch controls a law and possesses earth-shattering power.
"Solve the immediate matters first, and then slowly take stock of these rewards later."
Cang Xuan quickly calmed down his excitement, regained his former composure.
He glanced at Ran Deng, then turned to look at Zhao Gongming and San Xiao, and said in a gentle tone:
"Your loyalty to Xuanmen can be learned from heaven and earth."
"I believe that the Three Pure Saints will be moved by your sincerity and accept you as their disciples!"
After saying these words, the faces of the four people suddenly showed uncontrollable joy.
Zhao Gongming winked, and Yunxiao immediately understood and took out a spiritual treasure.
"To show our sincerity, we also decided to offer a apprenticeship ceremony!"
"Brother and two younger sisters, why don't we dedicate the Hunyuan Golden Dou to the Sanqing Saint!"
The Hunyuan Golden Dou is a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.
Since Sanxiao was born in the world, he has always been by his side.
This spiritual treasure can swallow all the filthy air in the world, purify all things, and return them to their true nature.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, why are you doing this?"
Cang Xuan pretended, as if he didn't understand what Yun Xiao meant.
But all the attention is on Ran Deng.
The moment Cang Xuan took the Hunyuan Golden Dou, Ran Deng's cheek twitched slightly.
He tried his best to resist the urge to take out the accompanying Lingbao coffin lamp.
"Fellow Taoist, this treasure is the apprenticeship ceremony prepared by the four of us brothers and sisters."
"Please take us to see Sanqing Saint."
"If necessary in the future, we will do our best."
Zhao Gongming took a step forward with a sonorous and powerful voice.
He originally thought that Cang Xuan would deliberately make things difficult for them, but he didn't expect that after they made the oath of heaven.
Cang Xuan didn't stop him too much, but let him go easily.
"In that case, I will accept this Hunyuan Golden Dou first."
"The four of you will follow me to Taiqing Palace to meet the Sanqing Saint!"
Cang Xuan smiled, then turned around and strode forward.
Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao followed closely behind, passing through the guardian law with light steps.
Ran Deng looked at their retreating figures with complicated eyes.
"Could it be that I really want to send out the coffin lamp?"
"No, give it a try first, maybe there is still a chance of survival!"
After a moment, Taoist Ran Deng's eyes flashed with determination.
After confirming that no one was around, he decided to break into Kunlun Mountain.
Bang!
The next moment, a loud noise broke the peace around him.
Ran Deng was seen vomiting blood and was ruthlessly knocked away by the formation.
Like a kite with its string cut off, it fell heavily to the ground.
It was dusty and looked awkward and painful.
"The sky has no eyes!"
"I have been practicing cultivation for tens of thousands of years, but why can't I worship Xuanmen?"
Ran Deng looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he wanted to pour out the depression and unwillingness in his chest.
Boom!
As if in response to his complaint, a thunderbolt suddenly struck the top of his head.
Suddenly, green smoke came out of the seven orifices of the burning lamp, and even the hair was wiped out by the power of thunder.
Only a bare head was left, which looked particularly bright.
(End of chapter)