I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

After the first round of tests, Luo Hong and other passers were led on the Qingshi Road by the disciples of the Moon Sect.

After a while, everyone's eyes suddenly blurred, and a huge white jade carved pavilion appeared.

These low-level casual cultivators who didn't have much knowledge could not help but widen their eyes and exclaim in a low voice.

The disciples of the Moon Sect leading the way seemed very satisfied with everyone's performance, with smiles on their faces.

Before stepping into it, Luo Hong used his spiritual sense to scan the inside and outside of the White Jade Pavilion.

There are only two old men in this building, sitting upright on two floors respectively. The old man on the first floor has the cultivation base of the middle stage of foundation establishment, while the old man on the second floor has the cultivation base of the late foundation establishment period.

After a total of more than 20 passers were brought into the pavilion, Qiu Changfeng cleared his throat, turned around and said to everyone:

"After a while, you will step forward one by one, and Elder Mo will use secret techniques to find out your ages. As long as there is not much difference from the previous explanation, you will be able to enter the final test."

After explaining, Qiu Changfeng walked up to the old man sitting cross-legged together with the nun in the pink skirt, saluted respectfully, and said at the same time:

"Old Mo, it's time to work."

"What is your duty, what can you do, come here one by one."

The old man had a gentle attitude, and after finishing the transfer of the exercises in his body, he slowly opened his eyes and said.

It turns out that there is still this level. I said why I just asked my age casually before, hehe, someone is going to be unlucky now.

Luo Hong calmly glanced at a man and a woman in the crowd, only to see that their faces were pale and their foreheads were sweating, obviously they had ghosts in their hearts.

Naturally, Luo Hong couldn't hide the measurement of low-level monks. He had already discovered that the two of them seemed to have taken some kind of strange medicine, which made them look like boys and girls of sixteen or seventeen years old. Probably over thirty.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a monk stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the old man.

"Hand out."

The old man said softly.

The monk had no ghosts in his heart, and stretched out his right arm frankly.

The old man stretched out his right hand, squeezed his palm and forearm a few times, and said calmly:

"Twenty one."

Qiu Changfeng nodded slightly, confirming that the monk did not falsely report his age, and then told a female nun in palace costume behind him:

"You take him up to the second floor."

Because someone gave a demonstration, the tension of the rest of the people was greatly relieved, and they stepped forward one by one to accept the inspection.

Seemingly feeling that the old man's methods were not clever, the cheating couple finally mustered up their courage.

Watching a young boy walk forward slowly, Qiu Changfeng's mind came up with the other party's information:

"Gu Le, a native of Fancheng, a fourth-grade spiritual root, a seventh-level Qi refining, and a seventeen-year-old."

The old man casually put his hand on the young boy's outstretched right arm, and after pinching it a few times, he suddenly raised his head with a stern look in his eyes.

Hearing a "click", the old man squeezed and broke the young boy's forearm.

What's even more strange is that his appearance changed drastically amidst the boy's cries of pain. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a boy with thin skin and tender flesh to a middle-aged man with rough skin.

"Forgive me! Senior, forgive me!"

His wife was shocked when she saw this, rushed out of the crowd, knelt down in front of the old man and kowtowed for mercy.

"Hmph! How dare you use such a low-grade method! Drive me out!"

Qiu Changfeng consciously lost face, and couldn't help shouting angrily.

The two female cultivators in palace costumes behind him immediately raised their flying swords, put them around the necks of the couple, and forced them to leave the pavilion.

"Listen to me, falsely reporting your age can be punished and let it go, but if you can't pass the second floor, don't blame us for covering up Yuezong's ruthlessness!

If anyone wants to quit now, they will leave with the two of them! "

Qiu Changfeng glanced at the crowd coldly, and warned in a solemn voice.

The rest of the rogue cultivators whispered, but they didn't really quit.

"Is there a secret technique related to bone touching? I'm afraid he can't touch my bones."

Luo Hong's eyes changed slightly, and then he strode up to the old man and sat down.

After the shocking change just now, the old man perked up a bit, stretched out his hand to pinch Luo Hong's phalanx, and immediately let out a "huh".

Qiu Changfeng frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Old Mo, does this person have problems?"

Alright, how dare you ignore me like this!

"No, fellow daoists have practiced the secret art of body training?"

The old man looked directly into Luo Hong's eyes and asked.

"In order to practice Jinxing Lingshu, I specially practiced a "Iron Cauldron Golden Body Technique"."

Luo Hong smiled slightly.

"Spiritual technique?" the old man asked suspiciously.

At this time, the woman in the pink skirt explained through sound transmission in a timely manner.

"Haha, so that's the case, Fellow Daoist is really vicious, interesting, interesting!"

After learning the reason, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, then turned to Qiu Changfeng and said:

"Junior Brother Qiu, take this fellow Taoist up there yourself."

"Yes, Old Mo."

Qiu Changfeng responded respectfully.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please."

Luo Hong nodded yes, got up and followed Qiu Changfeng to the second floor.

Just a few steps away, he heard the old man's voice transmission.

"Junior Brother Qiu, let Senior Brother Song focus on asking about this person's identity."

I was a bit cautious, but it was a pity that I ran into it.

Looking at the calm Qiu Changfeng ahead, Luo Hong secretly thought.

On the second floor of Yulou, the windows are closed, and the interior is very dark.

An old man with a wrinkled face and white beard and hair sat cross-legged in front of a yellow wooden table.

There were only two candlesticks and a stack of talismans on the desk case, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the white-haired old man very eeriely.

After Qiu Changfeng led Luo Hong up, he communicated with the white-haired old man through sound transmission, conveying the meaning of Mo Lao.

"Understood, you go down first."

The white-haired old man said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Junior Brother will leave."

Qiu Changfeng bowed his hands, turned around and went downstairs.

After watching Qiu Changfeng leave, the white-haired old man picked up a talisman on the table, and said in a calm tone:

"This is a questioning talisman, which can make you speak the truth involuntarily.

Later, the old man will ask you a few questions. If you can satisfy the old man, you will be my disciple of Moon Sect from now on. "

"Senior, please go ahead and cast spells."

Luo Hong pretended to be happy, and said without guilt.

With a flick of the white-haired old man's wrist, the Heart Asking Talisman stuck to Luo Hong's shoulder, and then flashed silver light.

Before Luo Hong felt anything, the other party started asking questions.

This talisman should be able to make people fall into a half-dream and half-awake state, somewhat similar to ecstasy, or a weakened version of ecstasy.

After seeing through this point, Luo Hong deliberately drooped her eyelids, pretending to be tricked.

The white-haired old man's questions were nothing more than Luo Hong's origin, the purpose of joining the Moon Sect, as well as matters about his skills and cultivation.

Luo Hong answered all of them according to the pre-thought-out persona.

A moment later, with a hook of the white-haired old man's finger, the Heart Asking Talisman on Luo Hong's shoulder flew back.

The power of this talisman has not been exhausted, and it can be used two or three more times.

Luo Hong cooperated and made a posture like waking up from a dream, looking at the white-haired old man with confused eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no problem. You can go down the stairs here. After a while, Junior Brother Qiu will take you to the main hall."

The white-haired old man spoke in an emotionless tone.

"Thank you, senior."

After Luo Hong stood up and saluted, just as she was about to leave, she heard the white-haired old man say again:

"Fellow daoists must know the truth that money should not be exposed, otherwise, even brothers and sisters of the same sect will have evil thoughts."

I just took out a middle-level spirit stone, and it attracted evil thoughts?

Luo Hong faintly felt that something was wrong, and looked at the white-haired old man who reminded him, looking directly into the other's eyes.