Three Times Reincarnation

Not long after, there was a commotion in front of them, but it soon calmed down.

I leapt onto the treetops and looked into the distance. At the foot of the mountain, there were indeed a few youths dressed in similar green robes emerging from the white clouds. They were all extraordinarily good-looking, and their auras were extraordinary as well.

The person in the lead took a step forward, and said in a clear voice, "The Twelve Palaces of Karakorum are here to open the doors to accept new disciples. For those who are idle, please temporarily avoid them." After that, he looked around and waved his sleeve. A long, mottled limestone table broke out from the ground, and three simple wooden chairs appeared from behind the table. There were vines and vines twining around the chairs, making them seem rather wild.

Three azure-robed men walked out from the Karakorum palace and sat down on three wooden chairs, while the other daoists who were waiting around them also consciously split themselves into three rows.

Seeing this, I knew that the disciple recruitment had already begun, so I quickly jumped down from the treetops, and after persuading the little black ball to leave, I let it go to Mount Kunlun to wait for me. I then picked the last row on the left.

The group didn't move at a fast pace and there was no sound. Even though I used up all my sense of hearing, I could only hear a few intermittent whispers. Most of them were just ordinary conversations.

I waited for most of the day, until the sun set in the west, and then it was my turn.

The Karakorum disciple sitting in front of me looks to be in his early twenties, with a warm smile like the sun in spring, and a dimple on his left cheek. I made up my mind and took out Master Dong's letter. I then took out the Nightmare Grass and put it on the stone slab in front of him in an extremely respectful manner.

That person put away the Nightmare Grass and extracted the letter underneath it. After reading it carefully, he examined me carefully a few times and then took out a bamboo token from an unknown place. He nodded seriously and said, "Un, it's rare for you to have a heart of a Dao Cultivator and the recommendation of a supreme expert. Then …"

When I saw the green and glistening bamboo tag in his hand, I felt a surge of joy and reached out to catch it. But I didn't expect him to suddenly stop talking. My expression changed drastically as I raised my head and looked into the distance.

Before I could react, I heard a sudden clap of thunder in the sky above me that was initially filled with sunset.

Everyone had a surprised expression on their faces, but I felt a bit scared — — The sound of the thunder was too sudden and too loud, as though it rumbled across my mind, as though it could split my little fish demon's soul into two. In short, it was extremely uncomfortable.

I subconsciously pulled back my shoulders and saw two green shadows rapidly flying up. At the same time, a sharp voice sounded out, "Please stay where you are and don't move about randomly. Otherwise, if anything happens, the Twelve Palaces of Karakorum will not be held responsible. "

These words contained a hint of warning, so naturally, I obediently stood there without moving an inch. When I looked closer, I found that the person from Karakorum Palace who was originally sitting in front of me had also disappeared, and I was immediately speechless.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding Fellow Daoists who had come to seek help from Karakorum were mostly very obedient, and there were a few exceptions. Their expressions flickered on the surface, and they moved their fingers as if they wanted to look in that direction, but they were all settled after being swept with a fierce gaze by the disciples of the Twelve Palaces.

I looked at the distant horizon and saw the clouds rolling, and suddenly there was another flash of lightning. The white light was very bright, accompanied by the sound of thunder, but it made me feel much better than before.

In fact, from the moment I could remember, whenever I came across a Lightning Mother from the Heavenly Palace, I had to find a place to hide. I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, the lightning would strike me on the head. For this reason, the fire repeatedly laughed at me, saying that I was as timid as a mouse. (TL: Chinese idiom: fire. But then again, how many cultivators in this world were truly unafraid of the divine lightning?

Just as I was considering whether I should find a safe place nearby to rest for a moment, I suddenly heard a deep and gentle male voice sound out from behind me.

"Dao Friend Qingyin, what a coincidence, we meet again."

I turned around to look. It turned out to be the man dressed in black whom I met while searching for Nightmare Grass outside the city. His name was … "Ugh …" That... En, I finally remembered and replied: "Greetings, Dao Friend Jing Yao."

Before I could finish my words, I saw from the corner of my eyes that a green identity token was hung on his left belt. Blinking, I confirmed my guess and immediately added, "Congratulations Fellow Daoist, you have joined the Karakorum Sect."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly. His entire person immediately seemed to glow, but his expression did not seem proud of it, especially his dark eyes. Instead, there was an indescribable melancholy and disappointment in them, but that sadness was so fleeting that I felt as if my vision was going to go blurry.

At this moment, another bolt of lightning struck down, and from the sound of it, the distance was much closer than the previous one. I didn't care about anything else as I shrugged and wanted to escape, but before I could take half a step back, Jing Yao's gentle voice sounded next to my ear, "Dao Friend Qing Yin's expression has changed, could it be that you are not feeling well?"

Could it be that she was telling him that she was afraid of thunder? This was too embarrassing.

In his heart, he secretly disdained his bad personality of wanting to live with his pride. A smile hung on his face, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a peculiar glint flash across his eyes — incomparably gentle, and seemed to carry some concern.

Well, I must be getting on in age recently, that's why I'm seeing things so wrong.

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Daoist Jing Yao. I …"

Just as I was thinking about how I should explain my question, I saw a strange purple thundercloud in the sky, rushing towards me like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, I was in front of me, and the purplish black lightning, dancing like living dragons and serpents, shot down from the sky and blasted a hole half a person deep in the ground, no more than an arm away from where I landed.

Swallowing silently, I felt my vision darken. My whole body felt like it was stepping on clouds. My heart was beating rapidly. "Thump thump thump thump" as if it was about to jump out from my chest. However, I still had to put on a calm and unflustered expression on my face.

While he was still in shock, he saw a tall figure quickly walking out from the purple cloud.

Due to the location, the person who came was standing right in front of me. I saw a young man wearing a green robe with sharp eyes. However, he had a ferocious expression on his face, making his handsome face lose some color.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife as it swept over.

I felt an intangible pressure on my body, but fortunately, his gaze didn't stop there, and only shifted away after taking a detour. Immediately after, it landed on Jing Yao, who was beside me, but he frowned and let out a light snort, as if he was extremely disdainful. After that, he gazed into the distance, as if he was searching for something.