The guardianship of the Shura Hall is in turn, and the disciple who guards the door today is in the middle of Jindan.

He glanced at Nangong Huan and Mo Ran slightly, and said, "In the middle and early stages of Jindan, cultivation has arrived, but it is not so simple to join our Shura Palace. ”

Although there are abundant resources in the treasury of the Shura Palace, the more disciples can join, the more people will share the resources.

Now there are a total of ninety-nine disciples in the Shura Palace, all of whom are cultivators above the Jindan period, and this kind of strength, even if it is not as strong as the first-class sects, is enough to be comparable to the second-rate sects, such as the Falling Rain Sect and the Book Collection Sect, which cannot be compared with the Shura Hall at all.

Mo Yuan raised his good-looking eyebrows, and after he cultivated himself to be promoted to Yuanying, he became more and more handsome, revealing a sense of comfort that made people feel like they were sleeping, and it was easy for people to relax their vigilance.

He said, "Oh, I don't know if we have to go through any training if we want to join the Shura Palace?"

The disciple looked at Mo Yuan, and suddenly his face turned a little red, because he found that Mo Yuan's voice was very good, and this guy was also red-faced and white-toothed, which was quite pleasing to the eye, and he couldn't help but want to get close.

How could he have such a reaction...... With a pang in my heart, shouldn't I be on the road of flattery?

Mo Yuan couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw his reaction, after he broke through the Yuan Infant, his dream technique had made great progress, and now the realm was not very stable, and he himself hadn't figured it out, and if he wasn't careful, he would become very charming.

His mind moved, suppressed this temperament, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Instead, the male cultivator took a few steps back, still feeling apprehensive, suspecting that something was wrong with him. Mo Yuan is a handsome person, he is not the type of delicate scholar, he is not feminine at all, how can he ......

He swallowed his saliva in fear and said, "Now that the Shura Hall no longer accepts formal disciples, even if you want to get started, you can only start with a registered disciple, that is, the outer disciple you often say, so, do you still want to join?"

Mo Yuan smiled, like a spring breeze, and was about to say something, when he heard the man say embarrassedly: "Enough, don't laugh!"

Nangong Huan felt a little strange, and he didn't let him laugh, what are the rules of this Shura Palace.

"The Shura Hall is a cultivation place, it must not be without form, it must be strict and solemn, our Shura Hall is a place that pays attention to the image!" The man also knew that he had overreacted, and hurriedly remedied.

Mo Yuan stopped laughing, and said quietly: "Registered disciples, named disciples, anyway, the two of us were originally casual cultivators, and this kind of cultivation will not be accepted for other sects, I heard that the Shura Hall accepts disciples, so I came up to give it a try." ”

The disciple covered his eyes, stopped looking at him, and said, "In that case, you two will leave your names in this book, which can be regarded as registration, and come back in half a month." ”

Nangong Huan couldn't stand it no matter how good his cultivation was, but he wanted to see Yan Ruyu immediately and ask about the matter, originally Uncle Mo Yuan's idea of pretending to be a disciple was also very good, but he didn't expect it to take half a month to implement it.

What is the rationale for this?

The disciple's heart was so weak that he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Yuan, and when he caught a glimpse of Nangong Huan's expression, he said kindly: "In half a month, the Shura Hall will be officially established, and all parties will gather here at that time, and the miscellaneous affairs such as collecting apprentices will also be put on that day, and then you can come again." ”

Mo Yuan and Nangong Huan glanced at each other, and they were all clear, so they left two fake names in the book, and in front of them, there was a long list of names, and after a brief glance, they found that many of the Jindan period monks still had some reputational loose cultivation.

These people, it is not a problem to go to the Tibetan Sword Sect to be an elder of the guest qing, but they want to come to the Shura Hall to be a miscellaneous disciple?

The more Nangong Huan looked at it, the more depressed he became, and Mo Yuan went down the mountain, the Shura Hall was surrounded by dense formations, it was impossible for them to break in quietly, and whether they could successfully sneak in or not, they didn't want to declare war with Yan Ruyu.

Let's talk about Yan Ruyu.

She was in the palace on the island at this time, and next to her was Sang Sang wearing a green shirt lying on the table with an invitation written on it.

After Sang Sang was trapped by the chaotic power in her dantian that day, he was a blessing in disguise, and his qualifications went up to a higher level, and now he has successfully transformed into a shape, which is exactly what Yan Ruyu looked like in the heart of the tribulation.

Maybe because of the early transformation, it still looks younger than the heart calamity, about ten years old, and it is the time when it is delicate and cute.

He was born with a very red face and white teeth, and he was born with a firecracker at the center of his eyebrows, coupled with the blood of the demon clan, which made him full of a demonic evil aura.

Naturally, in Yan Ruyu's eyes, no matter what her Sangsang looked, was the most cute, so cute that she couldn't help but pinch a few bowls of water on his face.

It was just the time when Yan Ruyu removed the demon hand, so at this time, there were a few rubbed handprints on Sang Sang's face.

Sang Sang disagreed, but his heart was full of satisfaction, being pampered by his sister like this was simply his greatest happiness. At this time, he was writing an invitation to the Shura Palace, and the words were not good-looking, but his sister really spoiled him so much that this kind of important thing was entrusted to him.

I feel happy when I think about it, if Gongzi Chu is not so pestering, Sang Sang feels that he may be the happiest person in the world.

"It's ugly. Sang Sang was thinking about it, Chu Xun came in from the outside, and at a glance saw the ghost-like words on the table.

Sang Sang snorted coldly, too lazy to bother with his sister's man, just glanced at him slightly, very cold.

Chu Xun was no longer surprised by his jealous appearance, if he hadn't seen Yan Ruyu's demons and knew that Sang Sang's loyalty to Yan Ruyu was shocking and crying ghosts and gods, he wouldn't have given face to this firebird.

"I just passed by, but I found two people. Chu Xun sat next to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu looked at him suspiciously, Chu Xun said about Mo Yuan and Nangong Huan, and also made it clear that they wanted to fish in troubled waters.

Yan Ruyu listened, just curled her lips and smiled, and didn't pay much attention to it.

After Sangsang's calligraphy was written, she began to seal it in the jade slip, made a handprint, and several paper cranes flew out and flew to the various sects in the lower immortal realm.

Like the Yuehan faction and the big faction, she sent invitations, but she didn't think much about whether anyone would come at that time.

A few days later, before the official ceremony, Mrs. Pile Ling appeared on the territory of the Shura Palace.

"You untied half of the city?" "Mrs. Zhuling looked at Yan Ruyu anxiously, and there was a rare slight tremor in her words.

When it comes to the realm of Pile Spirit, there are really few things that can make her lose her temper like this, and it seems that the jade fox is really important to her.

Yan Ruyu was about to say something, when a man wearing young clothes, but with gray hair and not very coordinated, walked by outside the door.

"Him. Yan Ruyu pointed lightly.