Chapter 1: The Senior Brother of Taiqing Sect (Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Collection)
"Hey, have you heard? The Taiqing Sect's ten-year selection meeting seems to be about to start!"
"You're outdated, the news has spread a month ago!"
"Then you're not going?"
"Although the Taiqing Sect is the first sect of Taiqing Mountain, it is not as good as the current Star Luo Sect in terms of resource strength, I estimate that it will not be long before the title of the first sect of the Taiqing Sect will be surrendered. ”
"That's what I said, and I also heard that the Star Luo Sect is also recruiting disciples today, isn't this obviously trying to rob people with the Taiqing Sect?"
"Nonsense, the Star Luo Sect has been pressed by the Taiqing Sect for so long, and when it finally turns over, it is natural to press it back, I have a feeling that this is just the first step of the Star Luo Sect. ”
"Wouldn't it, could it be that the Star Luo Sect still wants to annex the Taiqing Sect?"
"It's not enough to annex, but it should be suppressed, didn't a big incident happen in Taiqing Mountain not long ago? It seems that a personal disciple of the Star Luo Sect had a conflict with the inner disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and finally directly abolished the cultivation of that inner disciple. ”
"I also heard about this matter, at that time, it was rumored in Taiqing Mountain, and many people said that Taiqing Sect would definitely not give up, but the result was that there was no movement until now. ”
"I don't know why Taiqing Sect is indifferent, but that person will definitely not be indifferent, just wait, sooner or later there will be a good show. ”
"That person? you.... You mean.... Him?!"
Taiqing Sect, the gate of the mountain.
Compared with the usual selection conferences, today's Taiqing Sect selection conference seems a little deserted, with only a dozen people, which is probably the most deserted and the smallest number of people in the previous selection conferences of the Taiqing Sect.
The most important thing is that only five people passed the selection meeting.
That's right!
That's five people!
And the qualifications of these five people are barely passing.
Looking at the five teenagers and girls standing in front of him, Fang Xiuran's face was full of helplessness, he was the chief examiner of the Taiqing Sect, responsible for everything in the selection conference, and he had been the chief examiner for ten years, that is to say, he had been in charge of the selection conference for ten years.
In the past ten years, every selection meeting has been very lively, and there are not 1,000 but 800 people who come to participate in the selection meeting, but today ........ The number of participants was ten times less.
"Senior Brother Fang, let's assign it as soon as possible!" there were two disciples standing behind Fang Xiuran, one of whom whispered.
Fang Xiuran nodded, didn't say anything, and after assigning these five disciples, he turned around and asked, "By the way, has Senior Brother come back?"
"It's back, and it should be in the back mountain now!"
"Okay, then I'll go to Senior Brother now! You tell the sect master the results of the selection. ”
With that, Fang Xiuran turned around and walked towards the back mountain.
The mountain behind the Taiqing Sect is a barren land, and there is nothing else to spare except for an ordinary house and courtyard.
Fang Xiuran just walked into the back mountain, his fast pace slowed down significantly, it was not the first time he entered the back mountain, but every time he entered the back mountain, he had an inexplicable pressure in his heart, and he didn't know why, especially when facing the senior brother, the heavy feeling of depression was even stronger.
Soon, Fang Xiuran came to the outside of the courtyard, but he didn't go in, nor did he speak, but stood quietly outside, and after a while, a flat and quiet voice suddenly came like a breeze: "Xiuran, isn't it the selection meeting of the Taiqing Sect today, how do you have time to come here?"
"Senior brother, the selection meeting is over!"
"It's over?" the voice was a little surprised: "So fast?"
Fang Xiuran smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother doesn't know, there are only a dozen people who came to participate in the selection conference today, and only five people can pass the selection conference. ”
Silence, a brief silence.
Just when Fang Xiuran couldn't help but want to speak, a figure appeared in his sight, it was a young man in a white robe, his appearance was not very handsome, at most he was handsome, but the most attractive thing was his dark and deep eyes, which were too quiet to see any fluctuations in emotional color, like a pool of lonely Dead Sea, and what was even more strange was that as soon as he closed his eyes, his whole person seemed to disappear in front of him, and he couldn't perceive any of his existence at all.
Other words.
It can only be seen with the naked eye, and the spiritual sense cannot detect it at all.
Su Luo, the senior brother of the Taiqing Sect, is also the only personal disciple of the Taiqing Sect, and even to some extent, his prestige is better than that of the elders of the various halls.
"Big brother!"
The moment he saw Su Luo, Fang Xiuran's expression was more respectful than before, and his eyes also revealed an extremely strong respect........ In the Taiqing Sect, he was still above Su Luo in terms of qualifications, but this did not prevent him from respecting Su Luo.
Su Luo nodded: "Okay, don't stand here, come and sit, I just brought some wine back!"
The Taiqing Sect explicitly forbade its disciples to drink alcohol, but there was one exception, and that was Su Luo, who was also the only one who did not need to follow any of the sect's precepts in the Taiqing Sect.
The wine that Su Luo brought back is called Drunken Hongchen, although it is not the best in the world, but Taiqing Mountain can also be regarded as a first-class wine, at least, every month, Su Luo will go to Ziyan City to bring back some Drunken Hongchen.
Fang Xiuran rarely drinks alcohol, but it doesn't mean that his alcohol consumption is very poor, sometimes when he goes down the mountain, he will secretly buy some wine to drink, and he also has a soft spot for this drunk red dust.
"When I came back earlier, I seemed to see that the Star Luo Sect was also recruiting disciples?" Su Luo poured a cup, but didn't drink it, just shook it slightly, his eyes dark and unwavering.
"Well, Senior Brother, I think that the Star Luo Sect is recruiting disciples in such a high-profile manner, and it is still on the same day as us, it is clearly robbing people, I heard that many people have gone to the Star Luo Sect!"
For the behavior of the Star Luo Sect, Fang Xiuran was both angry and helpless, if it was the previous Taiqing Sect, even the Star Luo Sect chose to recruit at the same time, the Taiqing Sect was not afraid, because the Taiqing Sect at that time was the real first sect of Taiqing Mountain, and its prestige was above the major sects.
But the problem is that the current Taiqing Sect is no longer what it used to be, although it still has the title of the first sect, but it is only a title, especially the current Star Luo Sect can be said to be different from what it used to be.
And although this kind of behavior is not too serious for the Taiqing Sect, it will still be affected to some extent.
After all, the future of a sect depends on those talented genius disciples, and those talents are the mainstay of the sect's future.
Su Luo didn't speak, his eyes narrowed slightly, he drank the cup down, and after a while, he suddenly said, "How is Yang Fan?"
Fang Xiuran was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Senior Brother to suddenly ask about Yang Fan, but he still responded truthfully: "Senior Brother Yang's injury is no longer a big problem, it's just ....." Speaking of this, his voice stopped suddenly, the hand holding the wine glass subconsciously tightened, his face became very ugly, and the depths of his eyes were filled with a little anger.
"Just what?" Su Luo's tone was very flat, but there seemed to be a hint of inexplicability in the blandness, and his slightly narrowed eyes gradually became a slit.
Fang Xiuran took a deep breath, and the hand holding the cup gradually loosened: "Although Senior Brother Yang's injury has been healed, his meridians are all broken, I'm afraid it ..... There is no possibility of cultivation in the future. ”
"In other words, Yang Fan has now become a waste?"
Su Luo's voice was still a little calm, without the slightest emotional ripple, but when it came into Fang Xiuran's ears, he shivered for no reason, an inexplicable fear grew in his heart, and the pores all over his body exploded in an instant, and even the air around him seemed to drop to the extreme in an instant.
"But.... So to speak!" Fang Xiuran's face turned slightly pale, and under such pressure, he felt as if his soul was about to collapse.
Obviously, he didn't release any power, nor did he release any power, and even his words seemed very calm, but even so, it made Fang Xiuran feel like he was in a cold purgatory.
"Is it!" Su Luo poured another glass of wine, and then drank it all, the pupils of his slits also opened in an instant, and a touch of extremely dark black light flashed in the pupils, and it also reflected in the depths of Fang Xiuran's soul.
He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't say anything.
"Perhaps, it's time to go to the Star Luo Sect!"
Su Luo stood up, his dark pupils shining straight into the sky.