I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 7 The Ascension Society

The Cang Ling Sect's Ascension Conference is held every three years. Every time it is held, a teleportation array will be set up in Jinli City and several other large cities nearby to teleport people directly to the Cang Ling Sect's mountain gate located in the mountains.

Jiang Yi followed many independent cultivators who were heading to the Ascension Meeting. When he came out of the teleportation array, he arrived just in time for the Ascension Meeting to begin.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, the sky and earth are infinite, and the cry of a crane pierces the sky.

A group of white cranes flapped their wings and flew in from the mountains, followed by clouds and mist, and disciples of the immortal sect sat cross-legged on the white cranes.

The chief elder is in the middle stage of foundation building, with white hair and youthful face, holding a whisk in his hand and wearing a blue Taoist robe, he looks like an immortal.

The disciples in the back were dressed in green, with upright postures and solemn expressions.

The white cranes landed gracefully, and the elders and disciples lined up on the broad bluestone ground, standing with their heads held high, with extraordinary momentum.

The elder smiled and waved his whisk lightly. The powerful aura instantly cleared the clouds and mist in the world, and thousands of golden lights sprinkled across the Cuiling Immortal Gate.

"Cangqiong means heaven, Kunling means earth. Heaven and earth give birth to all living beings. Let us all seek the Way and seek immortality together! My dear friends, I am Chisongzi, the elder of the Cangling Sect's Steward Hall. This time, I will be in charge of the Cangling Sect's recruitment of new disciples. I am honored to meet you."

Chisongzi swung his whisk to his arm and bowed with one hand. The people who came to the mountain gate to take the entrance test of Cangling Sect looked at him with reverence and bowed in return.

"Respectfully invite the Mountain Guardian Immortal Vine to test the spirit of the candidate!"

Chisongzi bowed to the ground, white cranes cried together, and green vines broke through the ground, entwining with each other and growing rapidly.

The wind blows gently, and the tender leaves on the green vines stretch out, shining with green light. Flower buds appear from nothing, quietly sprouting among the branches and leaves, exuding an aura of charm.

Seeing this situation, everyone immediately pushed and shoved to line up in front of the green-robed disciples, waiting for the test to begin.

The queues were clearly divided into left and right. On the left were elders with children around six years old. As long as these children had spiritual roots, they could enter the Cang Ling Sect and become registered disciples, and be trained from scratch by the Cang Ling Sect.

There are the most people on the right, all of them are independent cultivators from all over the place.

Jiang Yi was squeezed in and stood at the back of the queue on the right. Seeing that there were still many people in front of her, she took out a bamboo chair with a backrest from her storage bag, sat down in the queue casually, took off the water gourd from her waist, and took a sip slowly.

People around him kept looking at him, with different expressions, mostly contempt. Jiang Yi ignored them all and just stared at the slowly growing laziness.

She would have felt embarrassed to do this in the past, but not now, because she has become thick-skinned!

If you can sit, don’t stand; if you can lie down, don’t sit. This is one of the essences of laziness.

While waiting, Jiang Yi kept his eyes and ears open, collecting information about the Ascension Society.

The Cang Ling Sect had posted a notice in advance that this Ascension Meeting would only recruit independent cultivators who were in the Qi training period and whose bone age was below 20 years old. They would use the immortal vine to measure their spiritual roots and use the bone mirror to determine their bone age and current cultivation level. After passing these two tests, they could go and get the task card.

Jiang Yi tilted his head and looked out from the queue. There were two green-clothed disciples sitting behind a long table. White jade cards the size of a palm were neatly stacked on the table. At this moment, the casual cultivators who passed the test first had begun to receive the jade cards.

There are two tasks: go to Tiebei Mountain to hunt monsters or collect supplies. The time limit is one month. Those who complete one of them and are among the top 100 with the shortest time will be considered to have passed and can enter Cangling Sect as an outer disciple.

There are additional rewards for those who rank in the top ten in terms of time and complete two tasks at the same time. After joining the sect, they can choose a yellow-grade martial arts technique, while ordinary outer disciples can only choose ordinary-grade martial arts techniques.

"The yellow-grade technique is exactly what I want." Jiang Yi thought secretly.

Everyone's mission is random, but there will still be situations where multiple people compete for a monster or the same kind of supplies. The competition is very fierce and you need to be careful.

"Next!"

The test went quickly, and in less than half an hour it was Jiang Yi's turn. She put away the bamboo chair and stretched.

"Press your palm onto the bud."

The disciple in green gave the order in a deep voice. Jiang Yi secretly glanced around and found that this flower determined the spiritual root by the color of the petals. The number of petals of each color corresponded to the root value.

Jiang Yi was feeling anxious, not knowing whether he would get three spiritual roots, two spiritual roots, or nothing at all.

And what about bone age, is it twelve years old, or the original age?
These were the things she had always been confused about. She ran to Cangling Sect, which was the farthest away from Xuanying Sword Sect, to take the entrance test in order to figure out these two things.

Suppressing her thoughts, Jiang Yi stretched out her hand towards the flower bud in front of her. After a sudden stinging pain in her palm, the pure white flower bud was stained by the blood in her palm.

Time passed minute by minute, and the flower bud remained motionless, leaving the green-robed disciple puzzled.

"Elder, come and take a look."

Chisongzi, with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a blue Taoist robe, walked slowly over and stared at the unresponsive flower bud for a while.

Fell asleep?
This shouldn’t be the case. Is this girl’s blood poisonous?
"It's okay, just step back!"

Everyone retreated three steps away. Chisongzi hung his whisk on his shoulder, lifted his right sleeve with his left hand, and slapped the flower bud with a wave of his hand.

Wake up!
The flower bud trembled and paused for a moment. Suddenly, a green vine rose from the trunk and hit Chisongzi's butt with lightning speed.

Snapped!
The sound was loud and clear, and everyone's eyes twitched. Chisongzi nearly jumped up with a howl, but luckily he managed to hold it in, straightening his back and maintaining his sage-like demeanor, thus not losing face for the Cang Ling Sect. The Immortal Vine was a demonic spirit that had been guarding the mountain and examining spirits for the Cang Ling Sect for centuries. He was also one of the elders of the Cang Ling Sect's Punishment Hall, and he had a terrible temper. He would spank or hang someone upside down from a tree if he disagreed with him. This was well known to everyone in the Cang Ling Sect.

After being awakened by Chisongzi's slap, the flower bud in front of Jiang Yi turned into green and yellow, and gradually bloomed.

Green represents wood and yellow represents earth.

It seems that her fire spiritual root is really gone.

There have been people throughout history who have survived even with their spiritual roots broken, but she is definitely the first one who can survive and continue to practice.

Jiang Yi's earth and wood spiritual roots had root values ​​of four before, but now the green and yellow petals have each opened to four petals and are continuing to open the fifth and sixth petals.

When the seventh petal began to bloom, Jiang Yi held her breath nervously. Her previous fire spirit root value was only seven points.

The practice of Sleeping Immortal Technique over the past two years has really improved her spiritual root value.

"This……"

The green-clothed disciple wondered aloud, realizing that both colors of petals stopped moving when the seventh petal was halfway open.

"Elder, is this value six or seven?" the green-clothed disciple wondered.

Chisongzi stroked his beard and squinted his eyes. "Remember... six and a half."

"........."

After the spiritual root test, the green-clothed disciple waved his hand and the ancient brass mirror on the table flew up by itself, hanging above Jiang Yi's head and casting a golden glow like the morning glow. A moment later, the brass mirror flew back to the green-clothed disciple's hand with two more lines of words on it.

"Twelve, third level of Qi training."

"Send your name."

Jiang Yi took a deep look at the bone mirror, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Junior Jiang Yi..."

As soon as she said the name, the pen in the hand of the green-clothed disciple trembled, and the people on both sides looked towards Jiang Yi in unison, and the air suddenly became quiet.

The two words "Jiang Yi" are well-known throughout Beixuan, especially in the past two years.

Chi Songzi, who was just about to leave, paused, turned around, bent down, and stared at Jiang Yi for a while. After seeing her appearance clearly, his pupils trembled.

Chi Songzi once had the good fortune to see Fengying Sword Jiang Yi from afar, and he discovered that the little girl in front of him actually looked very similar to Senior Jiang.

"Which two words?" Chisongzi asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Yi said frankly, "Jiang means Jianghe, Yi means Ruyi."

The surprise in Chisongzi's eyes gradually turned into an imperceptible loneliness. Even if Jiang Yi, the Phoenix Shadow Sword of Xuanying Sword Sect, was still alive, he would be over fifty years old this year.

Moreover, it is well known that Jiang Yi, the Phoenix Shadow Sword, cultivates the fire-type sword technique, while this twelve-year-old girl has dual spiritual roots of earth and wood, but their names are similar.

"Heh~" Chisongzi laughed at himself, not knowing what he was expecting. It was all because of Liu Taozhi from the Xuanying Sword Sect who had been making trouble in the sect recently, insisting that Jiang Yi was not dead, making everyone nervous.

"Little girl, your parents gave you a good name. I hope you can become as famous as Jiang Yi, the Phoenix Shadow Sword, in the future. Go over there to get the task card." Chi Songzi patted Jiang Yi's shoulder.

Jiang Yi smiled and thanked him. Fame is nothing but smoke in this world, so it’s better to stay home and have a good sleep.

There were many independent cultivators wandering around the place where they received the task cards, trying to find someone to team up with to complete the task. When Jiang Yi looked at them, they all shook their heads and avoided him, disliking Jiang Yi's cultivation level being too low.

Most of the people who came to participate in the Ascension Conference this time were independent cultivators in the late stage of Qi training. They joined the sect to seek the opportunity to build their foundation. A considerable number of them were participating for the second time, so naturally they looked down on Jiang Yi, a little girl who was only in the third level of Qi training.

However, there was always a pair of eyes in the crowd staring at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi took two steps and suddenly turned around, walking straight into the crowd. "Fellow Daoist Song, why are you staring at me?"

Song Ming, who was wearing a half-face mask, was stunned. Damn! How did she find out?
Having been discovered, Song Ming had no choice but to take off his mask, "I... I saw someone I know, so I just took a second look."

Jiang Yi smiled, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Song to come to the Ascension Meeting. Isn't your bone age overdue?"

Song Ming's face froze, "I'm only nineteen!"

"I see. Fellow Daoist Song looks so old despite being so young. I was wrong about you."

Song Ming: …………

"Since Fellow Daoist Song is also attending the Ascension Meeting, and we are 'acquaintances', could you please give me a ride? I would be extremely grateful and would definitely offer you a generous gift."

(End of this chapter)