Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 950 Jindan accepts a disciple!

Seven days later.

Cangshan Fairy City.

Wei Hong left the cave an hour in advance and slowly walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

When he walked onto the streets of the Immortal City, he found that the Immortal City had become prosperous again, and there were more and more foundation-building faces appearing, as if the city had recovered a lot of vitality.

"Tsk, decades after the war, the Immortal City has finally recovered some of its vitality, and its prosperity is not much worse than before!"

Looking at the scene in the fairy city, Wei Hong couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Nowadays, there are obviously more foundation-building monks on the streets, shops are lined up, people are coming and going, a scene of prosperity and revitalization.

Compared to when he joined Xiancheng a few years ago, it is obviously a lot more lively.

He slowly came to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and was warmly welcomed in by one of the City Lord's disciples.

"Haha, Brother Mu, you finally came out of seclusion!"

After entering the most spacious hall in the City Lord's Mansion, he happened to meet Yang Yi, and then Yang Yi walked over with a big laugh, appearing very familiar.

They are both guests of the Immortal City, so they naturally have a lot of interactions with each other on a daily basis.

Wei Hong also chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, you came early. It seems that you will accept many disciples today, right?"

His words were full of sarcasm, but in fact they were also a test.

Sure enough, Yang Yi immediately waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "Hey, Brother Mu, please don't laugh at me. No one can escape this time. This is also the city lord's intention. I suggest you accept two as well."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wei Hong knew that accepting a disciple today was inevitable.

So he just laughed it off and started chatting with Yang Yi.

At this time, in this hall, except for the city lord who has not yet appeared, many cultivators have arrived. These are the forces that are vassal states of the Immortal City. They are all foundation-building cultivators, and there are at least five or six hundred of them.

After Wei Hong and Yang Yi came in, the surrounding foundation-building cultivators immediately turned their eyes over. There was awe and expectation in these eyes, and many foundation-building cultivators immediately surrounded them, trying to get close to them first.

Obviously, if Jindan cultivators like Wei Hong wanted to recruit disciples, they should choose from among these forces and would not let the independent cultivators get away with it.

Wei Hong didn't have any thoughts about this. He casually nodded to the monks around him. After sending these people away, he sat down with Yang Yi.

Deputy City Lord Beitang Mo had already arrived, and standing behind him was Wei Hong's acquaintance Ding Xue.

However, Wei Hong did not show any sign of abnormality, nor did he look at Ding Xue. He just greeted Beitang Mo, and then slowly drank the spiritual tea waiting for the disciple-taking ceremony to begin.

He could clearly feel that many foundation-building cultivators were casting warm and expectant glances at him.

Soon, noon will arrive.

clang!

As a melodious bell rang, City Lord Lei Ling appeared in the hall surrounded by a group of guards and servants.

Lei Ling was wearing a golden robe with intricate runes embroidered on it, a purple-gold crown on his head, and his face looked majestic and solemn.

After he came in, everyone present greeted him respectfully.

Lei Ling smiled and nodded, walked straight through the crowd to the top, then slowly swept his eyes over the people below the stage. The entire hall instantly became quiet, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the city lord's speech.

"Fellow Daoists from the Immortal City, we are gathered here today to witness this extraordinary Jindan disciple-recruiting ceremony. Several decades ago, our Cangshan Immortal City suffered heavy losses from the Blood Spirit Sect. Countless ancestors fought bloody battles to save our homeland."

"Now, with everyone's joint efforts, the Immortal City has begun to gradually recover, and this disciple-recruiting ceremony is an important step for us to move towards a stronger future."

"We hope that by accepting disciples, the inheritance of the Immortal City can be continued and the strength of the Immortal City can be taken to a higher level."

"At the same time, I also hope that all parties can take this opportunity to unite more closely and jointly protect our Cangshan Immortal City."

Lei Ling's voice was powerful and reverberated in the hall. Every word he spoke was filled with love and expectations for the Immortal City, and it excited everyone present.

Everyone applauded with thunderous applause, expressing their support and respect for the city lord, while also being full of expectations.

After all, having a Jindan cultivator as a backer is something that most cultivators dare not even dream of, but the disciple-recruiting ceremony held in the Immortal City today will allow some people to realize their wish.

With the guidance of Jindan cultivators, perhaps their chances of breaking through to the Jindan stage will be greatly improved.

All the foundation-building cultivators present were eager to get this good thing.

Lei Ling pressed his hands together, waiting for the applause to die down, and then he spoke again: "As you all know, there are only seven Jindan cultivators left in Cangshan Immortal City. I have many things to do, so I will not participate in this disciple recruitment, so the other six Taoist friends will be the ones who can recruit disciples."

"These six fellow Taoists are sitting right here, and you all know them!"

Lei Ling pointed to his left side, and Beitang Mo and others sat down one after another.

Except for Beitang Mo, Yang Yi and Wei Hong, the remaining three Jindan cultivators are all disciples of Cangshan Zhenren.

One of them is named Xu Zijie, and he serves as the deputy city lord.

The other two are Luo Heng and Qin Fan, each holding important positions in the Immortal City.

Lei Ling then continued, "Next, all of you who want to become my disciples please come to the center of the hall one by one, briefly introduce yourself to the six fellow Taoists, and tell us what skills you are good at."

"Whether you can successfully become my disciple depends entirely on the decision of the six Taoists, as well as your own performance."

"You can also just tell me which Taoist you want to be your master. If any of the six Taoists have a good idea of ​​a potential candidate, you can accept him directly."

"Six fellow Taoists, I hope that you can all succeed in recruiting disciples today and contribute to the growth and development of our Cangshan Immortal City. Please don't refuse."

At this point, everyone understood.

Wei Hong and others seemed a little helpless, but they could no longer refuse.

At this time, the ceremony of accepting disciples officially began, and a young monk couldn't wait to stand up.

"Lord City Lord, there are six more seniors. I am Du Zhe, a third-generation member of the Du family. I am now at the sixth level of foundation building. I know a little about alchemy and I am practicing the family tradition [Qian Yuan Zhen Tu Jue]. I would like to take Senior Bei Tang as my teacher and hope to receive guidance from him!"

This person was respectful. He first bowed to the city lord and Wei Hong and others, then briefly introduced himself and said frankly that he wanted to become Beitang Mo's disciple.

Because this person knows how to make pills, and Beitang Mo is not only the deputy city lord, but also the former head of Danwang Pavilion. He happens to be good at making pills, so he is naturally the best choice for this person.

After saying this, Du Zhe looked at Beitang Mo with anticipation.

However, Beitang Mo just nodded slightly but did not express his opinion immediately.

Seeing this, Du Zhe couldn't help but show a trace of disappointment on his face, and then he retreated respectfully.