Although Qin Fengming was doubtful, he knew that such things were beyond the knowledge of his little foundation-building monk. He just glanced at a few people with no expression on his face, then turned and walked forward.

At this time, there were already thousands of monks standing on the square. On the faces of everyone, there were many melancholy faces, and only a few monks looked happy.

But amidst the joyful look, there also seemed to be some caution.

No one knows the number of people admitted to Manghuang Mountain. Even the monks who have passed the competition are still unable to determine in their hearts.

Standing among the crowd, Qin Fengming didn't show any signs of confusion. He was already very determined about joining Manghuang Mountain. What he was thinking about at this time was which class to join, but this made it difficult for him to make a decision.

Just when Qin Fengming was having trouble deciding on this matter, in a very hidden cave in Manghuang Mountain, there were also five monks who were arguing over something.

If anyone saw these five people, they would definitely be shocked and would be unable to move for a long time.

This is because the cultivation of these five monks has actually reached the late stage of Transforming Infants, and three of them are already at the stage of Great Perfection of Transforming Infants, and one of their feet has already entered the realm of aggregation.

These five great monks are already standing at the top of the world of immortality at this time. They are usually like dragons, but at this time, they are blushing.

These five old men were the five decision-makers in Manghuang Mountain at this time. Usually, they would only come together to negotiate with each other when big and important matters were involved. They never thought that the matter they were arguing about at this time was not related to the survival of the sect.

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"Brother Dao Shen, I remember that thirty years ago, you had accepted a disciple, and that disciple, both in terms of cultivation and talent for making talismans, was extremely difficult to find. However, this monk this year is

I can no longer come to your door."

An old man with slightly red eyebrows said calmly. There was no expression on his face, but his cultivation level was that of one of the three monks at the peak of Transforming Infants.

"Haha, Brother Weiming, although I accepted a disciple with good qualifications thirty years ago, he is only a registered disciple. If he cannot successfully enter the realm of infant transformation within a hundred years, and in

He has made a breakthrough in the art of making talismans, but I will not officially accept him as my disciple."

"But this time, I must accept this disciple as my disciple. I think I have already lived for nearly 1,100 years. Even with the help of the spiritual elixir, I can only extend my life for another two hundred years. This life has entered the period of convergence.

, it’s hard to think about it.”

"After I emerge, it will be difficult for me, Manghuang Mountain Talisman Making, to continue. Although Song Yi is also expected to advance to the late stage within a hundred years, it is difficult for subsequent disciples to have good talents. Choosing a beautiful person to inherit my mantle will be difficult.

It’s a must.”

An elegant old man with white beard and hair said,

"Haha, brother Dao Shen, you have lived for more than a thousand years, but I am not much different from you. Although I had not planned to accept a disciple before, but after hearing about the little monk, I also had the idea of ​​​​accepting a disciple.

, I am recruiting a disciple for the first time, and I hope that some of my fellow apprentices will be able to fulfill my promise."

A late-stage infant-transformation monk next to him interrupted immediately, with a solemn look on his face. Although he was facing the top monk, he did not give in at all.

"Brother Zhuang, what you said is different. I think that young monk did not participate in the puppet skill competition. I think he knows very little about puppets. It is hard to say whether he has talent or not. You want to accept him as a disciple.

But it seems inappropriate. But in the formation, that little monk is extremely accomplished. If he cultivates it well, he will definitely achieve something. However, I want to accept this person as his disciple. From now on, I will use the Manghuang Mountain Formation

Together, this little monk has made great achievements."

An old man in his fifties with a pale face and no beard also said to himself.

"Hey, Brother Tianji, although the young monk did not participate in my puppet skills competition, judging from the many skills he possesses, whether it is his intelligence or talent, he is already extremely high. As long as I try my best, he will definitely be there.

The puppets have made great achievements together, but this old man is very sure of it."

The old man surnamed Zhuang had a cold look on his face and said coldly in defense, but there was no doubt in his words.

"Since all brothers want to accept this person as their disciple, I have a way." The old man known as Wei Ming suddenly said.

"Brother Weiming, if you have any ideas, you might as well tell us and let us listen."

After hearing this, the other three people nodded and said.

"Haha, what's so difficult about this? Since we all want to accept this young monk as our disciple, we might as well bid. The one with the highest bid will accept this person as his disciple, and the spiritual stones he produces will be divided equally among the rest.

I don’t know how to do this?”

During the auction, these great monks in the late stage of transformation actually planned to auction a monk, which was unheard of.

The other three people looked at each other and thought to themselves that it would be difficult to achieve their wish without paying some price. Thinking of this, the other three people looked at each other and nodded to themselves.

Just when the four of them finalized their plan and planned to bid for the monk, a voice sounded out:

"Haha, fellow juniors, you and I are people who have lived for hundreds of years. At this time, we have been arguing for so long over a little foundation-building monk, and finally thought of such a ridiculous thing as bidding. If word spreads, it won't happen yet.

Make those old ghosts laugh out loud."

Hearing this voice, the four people who were arguing among themselves couldn't help but stop talking, and they all turned their heads to look at the person who spoke.

The person who spoke was the monk among the five who had never spoken.

I saw him sitting upright among the four people, with a fair face and a black beard floating on his chest. His face was very calm. His eyes were always closed, his face remained unchanged, and he never spoke a word from the beginning to the end.

If a Transformation Infant cultivator saw these five people, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this black-bearded old man was the one with the most profound magical power and cultivation among the five people.

Although he is only in the Dzogchen realm of Transforming Infants, his magic power is deeper than that of the other two Dzogchen monks. He is also closer to the realm of aggregation. Even if he breaks through to the realm of aggregation tomorrow, he will also

It's very possible.

Seeing the four people arguing endlessly, the black-bearded old man couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the four people, his eyes flashed continuously, he had a slight smile on his face, and said in a calm voice.

"Haha, I thought Brother Sima would remain silent, but unexpectedly he spoke up now. Tell me, what good strategy does Brother Sima have to resolve this matter?"

The old man named Daoyan who was the first to speak smiled when he saw this old man speaking, and said hehe.
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