NOVEL NEXT Chapter 13: One Person, Three Paths
"This... This is simply an unprecedented miracle!" said an elder in a trembling voice.
Tuoba Moyu also looked incredible. She looked at Shen Lang with shock and a hint of indescribable complex emotions in her eyes.
Amid the shock and uproar of the crowd, Shen Lang stood there, thinking a lot.
He tried to sort out what the three talents that suddenly appeared meant. He was confused about the unknown and had a hint of excitement.
The head of the sect was the first to recover from the shock. He looked at Shen Lang with complicated eyes and slowly said: "This talent... is really rare."
At this time, a discordant voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Humph, maybe there is something wrong with this stone. He looks ordinary, how can he have such a talent!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Zhu Fude, who had always been jealous of Shen Lang.
"That's right, this is too incredible. Is there any trick?" Someone else echoed.
For a time, doubts arose everywhere, and the people who were originally full of admiration for Shen Lang began to waver.
The elder frowned and shouted loudly: "Shut up! The Dao Stone has never made mistakes. It is a fact that Shen Lang has this talent. How can you be so suspicious without reason!"
Everyone was shocked by the elder's scolding, and there was silence for a while.
But soon, someone whispered: "Although the Dao Stone will not make mistakes, Shen Lang doesn't look like a person with such talent."
"That's right, this is too unbelievable." Others also echoed.
The elder's face became more gloomy. He glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Talent is inherently elusive. Shen Lang must have such a performance. There must be a reason. You can't just question it based on your own subjective assumptions."
After everyone calmed down for a while, they immediately started the strength test.
When it was Shen Lang's turn, everyone's eyes were focused on him. Everyone was nervous, and the head of the sect was particularly concerned.
After all, he had just tested three questions! How strong is he, they are naturally very curious.
Shen Lang took a deep breath and resolutely stepped forward to take the test.
When the result was displayed, everyone was a little surprised. It was the third level of Yijin Realm.
The other disciples around immediately began to whisper to each other.
"Oh, only the third level of Yijin Realm, this level is not very good.
"That's right, the previous test showed three, I thought it was so powerful, it's really disappointing. ”
"Haha, with this level of strength, you still want to enter the Tianshan Sect, it's ridiculous. ”
"You dare to come out and embarrass yourself at this level. If I were him, I would not have the face to stand here. ”
Some even looked at Shen Lang with contempt, full of disdain.
Shen Lang listened to these harsh words, his face sank slightly, but he ignored the ridicule of these people, but clenched his fists tightly.
The face of the head of the sect, which was originally full of expectations, now showed obvious disappointment.
"Shen Lang, where are you from? How long have you been practicing? "The headmaster asked in a low voice.
Shen Lang answered calmly: "I am from Wutong County of Dajing Xianchao, and I have been practicing for 1 month."
The headmaster frowned slightly and continued to ask, but this time Shen Lang remained silent and refused to answer.
Everyone shook their heads when they saw this, and their impression of Shen Lang instantly became bad, thinking that he was too young and hot-tempered and did not know how to respect his teachers.
"How can Shen Lang be so ungrateful?" Someone whispered.
"That's right, he didn't even answer the headmaster's questions." Others echoed.
Tuoba Moyu looked at all this, and felt a little unfair for Shen Lang, but he didn't know what to say.
The headmaster looked at Shen Lang and sighed lightly: "Forget it, you go down."
Shen Lang walked down the test bench silently.
Tuoba Moyu, Zhu Fude and others passed the exam amid congratulations and were successfully admitted to the sect.
But no one cared about Shen Lang, and he turned around and prepared to leave dejectedly.
At this moment, Lin Meng hurriedly called him: "Shen Lang, wait! "
Lin Meng recalled the calmness, reliability and extraordinary leadership shown by Shen Lang in the third level. She knew that Shen Lang had great potential.
And he had three Daos. Although his strength was low, he was gifted! It was a pity to be eliminated like this.
So, Lin Meng earnestly asked the headmaster: "Headmaster, please give Shen Lang a chance, or accept him as an outer disciple."
The headmaster stroked his chin and fell into thought.
However, Shen Lang unexpectedly refused. He straightened his spine and said: "Thank you Miss Lin for your kindness, but I, Shen Lang, do not need a chance to be given by charity. "
Outer sect? That's just a way to delay time.
Compared with the inner sect, the outer sect can't learn anything really useful, and the improvement speed is also far behind. He might as well go out and make his own way, which is more useful than this so-called outer sect.
Zhu Fude on the side saw this and couldn't help but sneered: "Humph, you really take yourself seriously. You don't want the opportunity given by others. You really don't know what's good for you."
Lin Meng frowned and glared at Zhu Fude: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Shen Lang just glanced at Zhu Fude coldly and ignored him.
It's just a dog barking. Whether to pay attention to it depends on his mood.
Lin Meng looked at Shen Lang's back as he left, and his heart was full of regret.
Outside the sect, as usual, people from other sects came to win over disciples.
At this time of year, these sects would come here to try their luck and see if they could find the disciples they wanted to recruit into their own sects.
When a gray-haired old man saw Shen Lang in the crowd for the first time, his eyes immediately lit up.
The old man had a thin face, but his eyes were bright and sharp, like a deep cold pool, flashing with sharp light.
His face was covered with fine wrinkles, as if they were traces left by the years, but he did not look old at all, but instead had a calmness and wisdom after experiencing vicissitudes of life.
He was wearing a gray robe, which was simple but revealed an extraordinary temperament.
The old man immediately showed great hospitality to Shen Lang and wanted to accept Shen Lang into his sect.
Shen Lang said self-deprecatingly: "Don't joke, I haven't even been accepted by our sect."
When the old man heard this, he immediately said loudly: "They are blind! I am different, kid, I am willing to treat you as my last disciple, are you willing to follow me?"
Shen Lang looked at the old man in surprise. The old man laughed and said: "Boy, I am not an ordinary person. I am a strong man in the sixth level of the third level of the Xiantian Realm and the Zhutai Realm, and I am also the head of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion! Follow me, your future achievements are limitless!"
When Shen Lang heard this, he was moved. He didn't expect that he would have such an opportunity. After a little hesitation, Shen Lang nodded heavily and agreed: "I do!"
The old man laughed and took Shen Lang's hand and said: "Okay, okay, from today on, you are my last disciple!"