Celestial Immortal

Chapter 136 Who's lucky
Ms. Zhixiang's lecture lasted for an hour, and she talked about all kinds of common and precious natural spices.

After listening to a class, Chu Chen gained a lot.

"Oh, finally finished listening."

Wang Ping stretched his waist, and transmitted his spiritual consciousness to Chu Chen, full of emotion.

The best precious spices have always been exclusive to the nobles.

Wang Ping knew all this knowledge by heart, and he almost fell asleep listening to it.

Chu Chen smiled:
"The assessment has started, let's just watch it this time."

After Miss Zhixiang finished her lecture, the assessment for everyone in Ningxiang began.

The content of the assessment is very simple.

Everyone in Ningxiang took out a large stick of incense half a foot long and as thin as a small arm from a small flower basket.

With a fling of the jade hand, he stood on the high platform.

"This incense is a fragrance for meditation and spiritual rejuvenation. I have carefully developed it. You sit cross-legged on the futon, close your eyes and rest your mind, and smell this fragrance carefully. Do not chant mantras, cast spells, and operate the Dharma. My disciples are learning the art of making incense."

After lighting the big stick of incense, Master Ningxiang stood up from his seat and pointed his finger in all directions.

The next moment, an invisible barrier enveloped the square, like a hood, otherwise the fragrance would disperse.

The square was quiet, and a large stick of fragrant green smoke curled up, filling the entire square in a short time.

Chu Chen and Wang Ping did not doubt that there was him, they sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and meditated,
The fragrance slowly comes from the tip of the nose, which is refreshing and makes the whole body feel comfortable.

In the square, many people let out a sigh of relief.

However, this situation did not last long.

Soon, coughing sounded one after another in the square - this fragrance is a bit sweet!

Just like some wines, the first taste is soft and fragrant, but the entrance is as overbearing as fire.

This so-called "quiet fragrance" is not at all calming, it puts it in the body to make the five internal organs boil and the soul is restless.

Not to mention meditating, some people with poor concentration have already stood up at this moment.

Once a person stands up, there will soon be a breeze to set him up and send him out of the enchantment.

That means knockout.

Both Chu Chen and Wang Ping had good composure.

Except for being a little surprised and impetuous at first, the two didn't react too much, and sat on the futon with confidence.

In the entire square, except for Ningxiang and her disciples who were safe and sound on the high platform, everyone else felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, the little devil is an exception.

He is obsessed with incense, and he likes all kinds of incense.

To others, this so-called "meditation incense" is poisonous incense, but to the little ghost, it is a gluttonous feast, swallowing the incense, his face is full of happiness, exactly the same as the expression in the jar when he was dreaming.

Chu Chen was also a little uncomfortable at first, and his heart was restless.

Especially the four "five viscera primordial monarchs" enlightened in the body became irritable after absorbing the so-called "meditation and spiritual nourishment fragrance".

If Chu Chen, who had just entered the Taoist monastery half a month ago, would have "run away" by now.

Not to mention going crazy, at least you have to use spells to vent, so that the disordered qi in the internal organs will not run away and hurt the physical body.

However, after practicing "Morning and Evening Homework" for half a month, Chu Chen's state of mind improved a lot.

It didn't take long before Chu Chen didn't use any external force, and his whole body slowly became clean, with no distractions.

At this moment, his state of mind matches the tranquility and purity pursued by Xiangdao.

"No wonder Master asked me to practice "Morning and Evening Homework" first, learn various Taoist scriptures, and then learn how to make incense. It turns out that there is such a deep meaning."

After the irritability in his body calmed down, Chu Chen couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

He originally thought that the master asked him to practice "Morning and Evening Homework" first, to let him study in a low-key manner, don't be greedy, practice steadily, and don't let the people in the monastery gossip.

Facts have proved that Master Xu Pingdao thought much further than him.

The master saw that his cultivation realm was too fast, and his whole person was a little impetuous, which was not conducive to learning the "incense making technique".

Having a good master is really crucial.

Master Daoist Xu Ping may not be as strong as Master Wang Ping, and the Lingshan Sect is not as powerful as the Wanlei Sect behind Wang Ping, but they are true teachers and helpful friends.

After half an hour,
A large stick of "Meditation and Rejuvenation Incense" was burned out, and the assessment was over.

The academy disciples on the field were still sitting on the futons, waiting for the results of the assessment.

If everyone in Ningxiang likes her, she will be admitted on the spot.

Sure enough, the disciples of everyone in Ningxiang came down one after another.

If you are not admitted, the female disciples of Master Ningxiang will bow slightly, and the male disciples will bow to each other and invite you out politely.

If it matches, a piece of incense card will be left behind.

Every time the test results come out, it is always the most nervous.

Even if you feel that you do well in the exam, you will still feel a little nervous before the real result comes out, and no one can avoid it.

Of course, except for Wang Ping.

He is very confident.

"Brother Chu, your soul boy is really powerful, and you have good omens. Today's luck is good. Just now I really got into meditation, and my grades must be much better than before. I think everyone in Ningxiang will definitely accept me. Hahaha, today is really lucky. pledge!"

Wang Ping seemed quite excited. He had already known about the assessment methods of everyone in Ningxiang, and he had a solid foundation in his heart.

Chu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the little devil in disbelief.

real or fake?Can you believe the good omen of the little devil?
The predictions have been successful twice in a row. Could it be that it has "corrected"?

When the little ghost boy saw the surprised and unbelievable eyes of his senior brother, he felt very complicated.

Both proud and a little bit wronged.

Clenching his small fists, his chest was raised high, and he squinted at Chu Chen with an arrogant look.

Not long after, Miss Zhixiang, the eldest disciple of Master Ningxiang, came to the two of them. In her hand, there was only one wooden incense tablet left.

He bowed slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, you have no destiny with my sect, please go back!"

Wang Ping stood up in disbelief, looked at the pretty girl in front of him, and asked:

"Fairy, are you talking about me? I just got into samadhi, why can't I learn art from a teacher?"

Zhixiang girl nodded slightly, quite agreeing with the other party's statement:
"Fellow Taoist, you have a good heart, and your concentration is not bad. If you come again next time, you may be selected."

Wang Ping was stunned in place at first.

What do you mean, I was almost there?
This is good luck, or bad luck.

After finishing speaking, Miss Zhixiang ignored Wang Ping and turned her attention to Chu Chen.

The next moment, Zhixiang girl showed a sweet and friendly smile:

"Junior brother, take the incense card well, remember to come to the Ningxiang Academy to learn from the master at noon tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, Wang Ping and Xiao Guizai were stunned and speechless.

Chu Chen was also a little surprised.

Wang Ping was not selected, but I was?
How is this going!

Chu Chen subconsciously reached out to take the wooden jade tablet.

I bought the wooden sign with a fresh and elegant gardenia fragrance. I don't know whether this gardenia fragrance comes from the incense card or from a girl.

"Little devil, what's going on here? What about the promise of good luck? Are you really a good omen?"

After Miss Zhixiang left, Wang Ping looked at the little ghost.

The little ghost hid behind Chu Chen, peeked at Wang Ping, faltered, and had no confidence:
"I don't know. I may be looking at my senior brother. You followed my senior brother and got my senior brother's happiness, which caused my omen to be wrong. It's not that my omen technique is not good. I'm so good at warning."

(End of this chapter)