Celestial Immortal

  Chapter 136 Whose good fortune is in charge

   Zhixiang girl’s lecture is an hour, and she talked about all kinds of common precious natural spices like many treasures.

  After listening to a lesson, Chu Chen has gained a lot.

   "Oh, I finally finished listening."

  Wang Ping stretched out, his divine consciousness transmitted to Chu Chen, and he was full of emotion.

  There are good and precious spices, which have always been exclusive to the nobles.

  Wang Ping knew this knowledge a long time ago, and he almost fell asleep listening to it.

  Chu Chen smiled:

   "The assessment has started, just watch this time."

  After Ms. Zhixiang finished the class, Ningxiang’s assessment began.

  The content of the assessment is very simple.

  Ningxiang, everyone took out a big stick with a length of half a foot and a small arm thickness from a small flower basket.

  Toss the jade hand and stand on the high platform.

"This incense is a meditation and nourishing incense. It was carefully developed by me. You waited cross-legged on the futon, closed your eyes to nourish your mind, sniffed the incense carefully. I learned the art of making incense under my sect."

  After lighting the big incense, Master Ningxiang stood up from his seat, and the slender jade flicked in all directions.

  The next moment, an invisible barrier enveloped the square, as if it were covered by a hood, otherwise the fragrance would diffuse.

  The square is quiet, and the big stick of fragrant green smoke rises, and it will soon fill the square.

  Chu Chen and Wang Ping do not doubt that they have him, sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and resting.

  Slowly scented from the tip of the nose, refreshing the heart and spleen, making the whole body soothing.

  In the square, many people sighed with joy.

  However, this situation did not last long.

   Soon, the sound of coughing one after another came to mind in the square-this smell, a little bit above!

  Like some wines, the first taste is soft and delicate, but the entrance is domineering like fire.

  This so-called "meditation and nourishing fragrance" is not at all calming. Putting it in the body makes the internal organs boil and the soul is restless.

  Don't talk about meditation, some people with poor concentration have already stood up at this moment.

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

  This means eliminated.

  Chu Chen and Wang Ping are both good.

  Except for a little surprised and impetuous at first, the two did not respond much, and sat on the futon with concentration.

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

  Of course, Xiaoguizi is an exception.

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

  For others, this so-called "scent of peace and tranquility" is a poisonous incense, but to the little ghost, it is a feast of gluttony, swallowing incense, and a happy face, which is exactly the same as the expression in the jar when dreaming.

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

  Especially the four "Five Zang Yuanjun" enchanted in the body, after absorbing the so-called "meditation and nourishing incense", they become irritable, the five internal organs are disordered, and conflicts continue.

  If it had been Chu Chen who had just entered the Taoist Academy half a month ago, he would have already "runaway".

  Don’t talk about ignorance, at least you have to cast spells to vent, so as to avoid the disordered five internal organs from running away and hurting the body.

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

  It didn't take long for Chu Chen to use any external force, and the whole person slowly became clear, with no distractions.

  At this moment, his state of mind is in harmony with the quiet and pure pursuit of Xiangdao.

   "No wonder Master asked me to practice "Morning and Evening Homework" first, learn all kinds of Taoism, and then learn the way of making incense. It turns out that there is such a deep meaning."

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

  He originally thought that the master asked him to practice "Morning and Evening Homework" first, so that he should study in a low-key manner.

  Facts have proved that Master Xu Ping thought much farther than him.

  Master, this is because he can see that he is practicing too fast, and his whole person is a little impetuous, which is not conducive to learning the "incense making technique."

  Having a good master is really crucial.

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

   half an hour later,

  The "meditation nourishing incense" burned out, and the assessment was over.

  The academy disciples on the field are still sitting on the futon, waiting for the results of the assessment.

  If you are favored by Ningxiang, you will be admitted on the spot.

Sure enough, everyone Ningxiang's disciples walked down one after another.

  If you are not admitted, the female disciple of Ningxiang will leaned slightly, and the male disciple will bow your hand and invite you out politely.

  If it is in the middle of the picture, a piece of incense will be left.

  Every time the test result comes out, it is always the most stressful.

  Even if the test is not bad, no one can avoid it.

  Of course, except for Wang Ping.

  He is very confident.

"Brother Chu, your family is really good, and you have a good omen. Today I have good luck. I just entered the set. My grades will be much better. If you want to come to Ningxiang, everyone will definitely accept me. Hahaha, today is really lucky. pledge!"

  Wang Ping seemed quite excited. He had already understood the assessment methods of everyone in Ningxiang.

  Chu Chen was taken aback, and looked at the little ghost boy in disbelief.

real or fake? Can you believe the good omen of the little devil?

   Successfully predicted two times in succession, has it “returned to the right”?

  When the little devil saw the surprised and unbelievable look of brother, it was complicated in his heart.

  There is both exaggeration and a little grievance.

   squeezed his small fist, his chest was tall, and he looked at Chu Chen with squinting eyes, with an arrogant appearance.

  Not long after, Miss Zhixiang, the eldest disciple of everyone in Ningxiang, came to the two of them, and there was only a wooden incense plaque left in her hand.

   Leaned slightly.

  "This fellow Taoist, you have no relationship with my door Xiangdao, please come back!"

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

  "Fairy, you are talking about me? I have just entered the doom, why can’t I still learn art from a teacher?"

   Zhixiang nodded slightly, quite agreeing with what the other party said:

  "This fellow Taoist, you have a good temperament, and your concentration is not bad. You may be selected next time you come."

  Wang Ping was at the same place.

What does    mean, I'm almost a bit?

  This is considered good luck, or bad luck.

   After finishing speaking, Miss Zhixiang ignored Wang Ping any more, but instead set her gaze on Chu Chen.

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

   "This junior, take the incense plaque, and remember to come to Ningxiang Academy to learn art from the teacher at Ningxiang Academy at noon tomorrow."

  Wang Ping and Little Guizi saw this scene, they were dumbfounded and speechless.

  Chu Chen was also a little surprised.

  Wang Ping was not selected, I was selected?

How is this going!

  Chu Chen subconsciously reached out and took the wooden jade plaque.

   Wooden cards started with a fresh and elegant gardenia fragrance. I don’t know if this gardenia originated from the incense card or the girl.

   "Little devil, what's going on? What about good luck? Can you really predict bad luck?"

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

  The little ghost boy hid behind Chu Chen, looked at Wang Ping slyly, hesitated, and had no confidence:

  "I don’t know, I might be watching my brother, you followed my brother, and you were touched by the joy of my brother, which caused my omen to be wrong. It’s not that my omen is not working.

  (End of this chapter)