"You take it, if you encounter obstacles, this sword qi can protect you!" Liu Mang handed an ordinary iron sword into Baili's hand, and then his expression became gloomy: "Since you want to go, I won't stop you, when necessary, with this sword, it will naturally help you get out of danger." ”

"Really?" Baili didn't seem to notice the slightest bit of loneliness on the butcher Liu Mang's face, and repeatedly looked at the sword in his hand: "Okay, whether it's true or not, just try it!"

He is also calm, it is better to have something to help than to fight for luck alone, in case he is unlucky!

The distortion table is not an ordinary thing, he also knew earlier, Mr. Sanque had recited the forbidden words earlier, all those who did not match, they had already left, and those who saw the distortion table, those who did not have the courage, also chose to confess at this time, stood on one side, and waited for a while to be led down the mountain by the messengers, or to live in the left and right mountains.

The distortion table has no substance, it is a mass of gas.

Baili walked to the center and took a breath, and in an instant, the qi swept all over his body, and he quickly closed his eyes, and the expression on his face was as resolute as death.

For a moment, the breath carried him upwards and kept lifting, and his toes almost left the ground, a sight that no one else had ever seen. Someone in the two rooms shook their heads, sighing in their hearts, it is estimated that another person who will not die will come to try the majesty of the Ling Pavilion, this is good! But how is it also a human life, more or less I feel a little unbearable.

The distortion platform, if it has no roots, it will be dead and dead!

This is an existence that is more terrifying than the book, and the book is just to pierce the truth, but the distortion platform is fatal!

Baili Xin couldn't figure it out until he died, why did Lingge resist the rootless people like this, and he didn't give him a way to live at all!

"Ahh

Suddenly, between the envelopes of qi, there was a voice coming, and everyone was surprised: Is it still alive?

Everyone on the side turned their heads and ears, at a loss, and Li Fei, who was originally hanging high, also reported a glimmer of hope for his opponent in an exclamation, although that person was extremely annoying, but there was no need to waste a life in vain!

The qi slowly dissipated, and everyone was able to see the movement inside, Baili knelt on the ground, an unsheathed sword supported the ground, and his expression looked slightly painful, but soon, the pain was covered up by himself.

Baili stood up, pretended to be easy and walked to the qualified column, his hand caressed his chest slightly, and at the moment when others were not easy to notice, he desperately grabbed himself.

In between, Mrs. Ma's eyes kept circling on him, Baili deliberately avoided it, and even put away the previous hangers, standing upright like the people around him.

Baili's matter, although there was something strange, she didn't seem to want to pursue it much, but nodded at the three shortcomings around her and went back.

From beginning to end, this Mrs. Ma didn't say a word.

On the contrary, a lot of children have a lot of doubts about this sonorous lady, is this Mrs. Ma really as powerful as the legend?

However, there is another happy event, which everyone secretly rejoices, this Ling Pavilion accepts disciples this time, and it is only at this level, after the distortion platform, the three gaps immediately announced that the selection of new disciples has been completed, and the rest of the people will be sent back to the bottom of the mountain and both sides that night.

As soon as this news spread out, many people in the rivers and lakes regretted it, knowing that this was the case, how could they go to Shangshan, and they were really annoyed!

This time, there are more than 60 introductory disciples, and it is probably the most people who come to the Ling Pavilion, and it is rare to have more than ten people in previous years, and I really don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd of the Ling Pavilion.

At night, a group of disciples were about to fall asleep with their futons together, but someone suddenly said, "Have any of you ever seen that little Miaolang again?"

In the dark, I didn't know who was asking, and in a vague way, someone replied: "I guess I can't meet the requirements, so I ran away in advance! This thing is also normal and not unusual." ”

"Yes, yes!" Someone then chimed in: "Let's sleep, there will be morning class tomorrow morning!"

Talking to each other, they all fell asleep in a daze, with only one pair of eyes, which were open in the dark night, and they couldn't sleep.

He can't figure out what happened during the day!

Was it Mrs. Ma who helped him?

He didn't dare to believe it, but he had to believe the truth he saw, it was indeed Mrs. Ma. Originally, the mass of qi was almost holding him hostage to swallow him, but it suddenly let go, and inside the mass of qi that outsiders couldn't observe, he actually vaguely saw Mrs. Ma. It was the words that came out of her mouth that finally allowed her to escape the disaster of the distortion table.

Is it an illusion? Did you come up with it out of thin air? Maybe the distortion table is not as magical as the legend says, it should be. He and Mrs. Ma are not related, there is no need for him to save himself.

Baili thought about it and directly denied his crankiness.

But this Mrs. Ma is indeed mysterious, she has never said a word, but her eyes have never left everyone, that kind of sharpness, I want to dig a person clean directly, and no one can fool her in front of her.

It seems that hearsay is not reliable, where is this ignorance of the world!

He was a little ambitious, and he didn't know why he felt this way.

However, Liu Mang is really unreliable, what kind of sword is broken, and the sword qi is returned, and he is almost left to collect my body.

Somehow, he couldn't get around thinking of that little Miaolang, and no one saw him again after asking around, so it was obvious that he hadn't entered the Spirit Pavilion, but what did he want to do that day? Also, the atmosphere of the Spirit Pavilion always gave him a strange feeling, the attendants around him and the like, he could say one less word and not ask anything, but the sorrow and worry on everyone's faces were clearly visible.

Really, if you don't pretend to be like it, you have to pretend, could it be that something happened to the Ling Pavilion that is in a hurry to recruit disciples?

Naturally, I knew about the fire before, but a fire brought down the Ling Pavilion? Although the Spirit Pavilion is not as good as before, it is also a major sect today, although it is not as brilliant as before, but it is by no means a master who can be manipulated casually, so why is this?

Baili thought about it, and the countless questions in his heart, accompanied by the sound of snoring, disappeared, and the person fell asleep unconsciously.

After he closed his eyes on the front foot, a small fluorescent lamp suddenly lit up in the next room, swaying from the bed to the door, and then disappeared into the Lingge dormitory, heading east.