Chapter 37: The Acceptance of Disciples Begins

"Xiaoyan, come on!" The four or five-year-old cute baby, holding a small pink fist, shouted blessings to the back of the giant knife on his back!

"I'm going to go to the White Bone Gate, Fanfan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"The tall figure of the teenager is set off by the giant knife.

"Look, that's Yan Lan of the Yan family, it is said that he has reached the innate realm, this time the White Bone Sect is recruiting disciples, he will definitely be selected!" Among the crowded pedestrians, some people looked at the young man who was carrying a big knife away with envy, and there were many discussions.

"Hmph, it's not the White Bone Gate, I can enter too!" The disdainful young man, wearing a tattered straw hat and a weed, had a pair of sparkling black eyes inlaid on his dark face.

"Xiao Huazi, you still want to apprentice to the White Bone Gate like this, do you have the strength to go to the Recruiting Apprentice Square?"

"I'm destined to be a man who is destined to be a Taoist!" Xiaohuazi spit out the straw in her mouth at the mocker, and took off her broken straw hat, "Don't bully the poor young man, when I worship the White Bone Gate, there will be a time for you to cry!"

The small shouting Hanako group mocking spell suddenly blew up the crowd into waves. By the time everyone came back to their senses, the straw hat boy was gone.

"Interesting, interesting, a little named Huazi has also reached the innate realm, Uncle Fan, it seems that the White Bone Sect can recruit a lot of good seedlings this time. The young man in a rich and delicate blue robe, wearing a golden belt, holding a white folding fan in his hand, and stepping on flowing cloud boots, smiled in a low voice, and sighed to the rickety old man beside him.

"With the young master here, no matter how many geniuses there are, they are just a foil. Uncle Fan looked at the two figures that were about to disappear at the end of the horizon, whether it was Yan Lan or a beggar, when they met the young master, they were destined to become the stepping stones for the young master to apprentice to the White Bone Gate, "Let's go, the White Bone Gate has begun to accept apprentices." ”

The gold-topped soft sedan chair, the copper bell rings crisply, and several sedan chair drivers who look at the momentum are not simple to carry the sedan chair through the crowd without hurry, and walk towards the barren forest in the distance.

The soft sedan curtain embroidered with cloud sleeve peonies was lifted, revealing a young woman with a light veil covering her face, staring at Uncle Fan and the young man who was far away, and the corners of her mouth rose: "Brother Xiao Feng is really coming to the White Bone Gate, hurry up, I want to worship the White Bone Gate with Brother Xiao Feng!"

"I didn't expect that before apprenticeship to the White Bone Gate, I would be able to rob such a big ticket! The people in the sedan chair, get down for the uncle!" A team of horse thieves suddenly burst out of the barren forest, and several big men with tigers on their backs were sitting on the sturdy and beautiful horses!

The sedan chair man put down the soft sedan chair unhurriedly, and one of them whispered to the girl in the sedan chair: "Miss, how to deal with a few horse thieves when you encounter them?"

"Kill, don't waste time, you can't catch up with Brother Xiao Feng, I want you to look good!"

As soon as the girl's words fell, several palanquin bearers took out their weapons and neatly cut off the limbs of the horses.

"Big brother, it's not good, when you meet hard stubble, you go quickly!" A one-eyed horse thief picked up the man who fell in front and pushed him back, but was broken by a sedan chair man with a sword, "Send big brother away!"

"One-eyed!"

The leader of the horse thieves was helped to the last horse by another subordinate: "Big brother, go quickly, you must worship the White Bone Gate and avenge us!"

"Stinky woman, when Lao Tzu becomes a disciple of the White Bone Sect, I must cramp and peel you to light the sky lantern!" The galloping horse with the vicissitudes of life jumped into the barren forest and disappeared.

"Miss, my subordinates are incompetent, so I let one of them escape. ”

"Just run away, hurry up and catch up with Brother Xiao Feng. ”

The brass bell shook again, and the crunch reverberated throughout the barren forest. Ergouzi, who was hiding behind the rocks in the distance and watched the whole slaughter, shrunk his neck, wrapped the black and slippery autumn on his body tightly, and followed the route of the sedan chair for a long time before he continued to move forward.

Before her death, her mother said that her father was a disciple of the White Bone Gate, and he must find her father and ask him why he had abandoned their mother and son for so many years!

A collection of apprentices, a grand event, a wonderful excerpt.

How many people are staging their own life drama on this stage with the day when the White Bone Gate has accepted disciples.

There are many storms outside the White Bone Gate, and there is also an undercurrent surging inside the White Bone Gate.

Shi Xi pasted the invisibility talisman left by Yun Muchen for her, and carefully followed Xiao Ling through the guards, walked out of Yun Muji, and approached the retreat of Master Yun Muchen little by little.

Three days after the spiritual root recovered, she finally realized the importance of talent.

In the past, when she was a pseudo-spiritual root, it took one year of cultivation to be able to improve by one level, but now the fire attribute heavenly spirit root, in just three days, let her re-cultivate jump back to the first level of qi training!

Even if it is faster to rebuild, the speed at which the Heavenly Spirit Root absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not only the gap between the heavens and the earth compared to the pseudo spiritual root that cannot absorb the spiritual energy at all.

Punishment Hall!

The majestic and heavy, glittering gate plaque with a cold luster appeared in front of Shi Xi's eyes so abruptly.

"Xiao Ling, you didn't take the wrong path, right?" Didn't she go to Master Yun Muchen's retreat to wait for him to come out, why did she come to the Punishment Hall? Could it be that Xiao Ling felt that she had caused Yun Muchen, so she had been holding back, and only now did she come to take revenge on herself and hand her over to the Punishment Hall?

"Miss Shi, the master of the Xia Hall is in retreat in the Punishment Hall. Xiao Ling innocently looked at Shi Xi, who retreated in horror, "Didn't Master Yunxian say that his master was the master of the Punishment Hall?"

Shi Xi shook her head, she didn't even know much about Yun Muji's situation, let alone his master. However, Yun Mujian's master is the master of the Punishment Hall, which is why he can still be given a light sentence after killing his fellow disciples, right?

"Xiaoling, we're waiting here?"

Xiao Ling nodded, the formation in the punishment hall was dense, and even if he was sticking an invisibility talisman, he couldn't get in. Master Yunxian has explained, just wait here quietly for the Xia Hall Master to come out.

"Okay, then wait. Shi Xi took a deep breath, his heart was still calm, but for some reason he became more and more nervous when he looked at the closed door of the punishment hall, "Xiaoling, do you say that Yun Mujian's master will accept me as an apprentice?"

Xiao Ling shook her head: "The temperament of the Xia Hall Lord is unpredictable, and no one knows. ”

"Can you tell me a little bit about my future master? Because Qian Jiao intervened, she didn't know the situation of the future master, Yun Muchen entered the Thinking Cave, so that now she doesn't know anything.

"The lord of the Xia Hall is called Xia Shili, and he has been in charge of the Punishment Hall for hundreds of years......"

Xiao Ling had just opened her mouth to introduce when the heavy iron door of the punishment hall slowly opened.

The lifelike lionpeus on the iron gate spewed out long flames, bringing the momentum of the Hall of Punishment that had accumulated for thousands of years to the highest point.

A figure so thin that it seemed to fall down as if it was blown by the wind, staggering out of the half-open iron door. The robe of the White Bone Gate on his body was torn into pieces by something, hanging on his chest and fluttering in the wind, accidentally floating on the flames spit out by the lionpeus.

In an instant, the sky was full of wind and fire!

"Rely on it! Stinky lion, you don't have long eyes, Lao Tzu's robe dares to burn, I will dismantle you!"