"Mr. Yan, I don't know what the benefits of joining the Holy Pavilion are? Besides, you only said that I should be your assistant, so what exactly do I have to do as an assistant? Will it affect my cultivation?"

Yan Wan'er knew that the more requests she made at this time, the more reassuring Yan Qingyun would be. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sure enough, the smile in Yan Qingyun's narrow eyes deepened a little, and he didn't stop, and said with a smile: "During this time, the Holy Pavilion has entered a lot of new members, and this time the Pavilion Master has spoken, and the twelve people, including the Pavilion Master, the Deputy Pavilion Master, and the Elders, will accept a few apprentices and teach them in person." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Qingyun paused for a moment and said, "However, in my opinion, Hongmei, your skills are much more powerful than those of the pavilion masters. As my assistant, if you have a fancy at that time, you might as well accept two of them. ”

What Yan Qingyun said was indeed the truth, originally, the Holy Pavilion Pavilion Master was only a second-level Qi refining cultivator, and the other eleven people were only first-level Qi refining.

After he joined the Sacred Pavilion, he first guided them to enter their demonic qi, and then used secret methods to help them improve their skills. In just ten days, they have basically improved two or three realms.

Especially the pavilion master, who is now a sixth-level cultivator of demon refining. In the mortal world of the earth, this is already omnipotent.

Of course, for a monk like Yan Qingyun who came down from the upper realm, he was still a weak and vulnerable existence.

And the red plum ...... Yan Qingyun frowned slightly, for some reason, on Hongmei, he had a feeling that he couldn't see through. Obviously, the aura she exudes is very weak, but she always vaguely feels that she is not as simple as she seems.

Indeed, before Yan Wan'er entered the venue, she deliberately restrained her mana, making her feel as if there was no mana.

Yan Wan'er smiled, "Mr. Yan is really cunning, he knows that Hongmei is making conditions, you are good, if you don't give benefits, forget it, but give me trouble." But ......"

With a flash of light, Yan Wan'er smiled very slyly, "If Mr. Yan doesn't object to me accepting the apprentice and letting the apprentice be an errand boy, Hongmei can consider it." “

If you can take this opportunity to take Yan Jinhao as an apprentice, it would be great. Otherwise, he will practice blindly alone, and sooner or later something will happen.

The so-called Holy Pavilion Conference is actually nothing more than an assessment conducted by the more than 200 disciples who entered the Holy Pavilion in the previous stage after more than a month of self-cultivation.

If there are those with good qualifications and good eyesight, they will be accepted as disciples by the pavilion master and elders.

It has only been half a year since the establishment of the Holy Pavilion. It was formed by Elder Ning and Elder Yin, who were still members of the Hua Pavilion at that time. At that time, they took away the nine strongest elites of Huage, as well as a group of new members with the most potential.

After the establishment of the Holy Pavilion, Elder Ning became the Pavilion Master, Elder Yin was the Deputy Pavilion Master, and the other Deputy Pavilion Master of the Holy Pavilion was Wang Wencheng, an old friend of the Ning Pavilion Lord. As for Wang Wencheng's origin, no one knows. I only know that he has a great relationship with the Ning Pavilion Lord.

In addition, there are twelve elders, eight of whom are said to be unfathomable, second only to the pavilion master and deputy pavilion master. The other four were Honorary Elders, but none of the members of the Holy Pavilion knew who these Honorary Elders were.

I only know that they are not usually in the Holy Pavilion, and only occasionally appear, such as today.

However, everyone at the top of the Holy Pavilion, including Yan Qingyun, wore masks on weekdays. Therefore, the vast majority of the members of the Holy Pavilion have never seen their true faces.

The school was originally built next to the mountain, in a semi-circular shape, and the auditorium was on the hillside and rose layer by layer. There were more than twenty rows in the stands, and at the bottom were VIP seats, and at this time, Ning Pavilion Lord and others, including the three honorary elders who usually did not show up, a total of fifteen people, were seated.

However, they were all wearing masks, and Yan Wan'er couldn't see their looks for a while.

The two rows behind them were the first members of the Hua Pavilion to follow the Ning Pavilion Lord and the others out, and Jiang Yuntao was one of them.

Nearly half of the grandstand behind it was already filled with ordinary members of the Holy Pavilion. Including more than a dozen people who came over with Yan Wan'er before.

When Yan Qingyun took Yan Wan'er to the school martial arts field, there were already more than 100 neatly standing in the school martial arts field, Yan Wan'er looked at it and flew over to Yan Qingyun with a look, "Is this going to be a group fight?"

Seeing Yan Wan'er's little eyes flying over, Yan Qingyun was stunned again, I don't know why, this red plum's eyes always reminded him of another figure.

"It's efficient. Coming back to his senses, Yan Qingyun said lightly, looked away casually, and no longer approached the school martial arts field, just stood aside and watched from afar.

"That's right. However, depending on the situation, I'm afraid there aren't many of these 100 people who can cultivate. ”

While the two were talking, on the school martial arts field, the competition that made Yan Wan'er laugh was officially started. These hundred or so people have been cultivating for more than a month, and most of them have not yet introduced qi into their bodies, so they can't talk about fighting methods or anything at all. At first glance, it was just a burst of punches and kicks.

However, cultivating in this place where demonic energy lingers for more than a month is not completely in vain, at least in terms of energy, it is several times stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, it is also resistant to fighting.

However, among the more than 100 people, there are also more than 20 people who have already attracted qi into their bodies, but judging from the gray and black qi looming on their faces when they are exercising, it is obvious that they are cultivating demonic skills.

Yan Wan'er's heart sank, although these people don't seem to be in the climate at present, but in time, they will become a big thing. At least to deal with the so-called artillery weapons on the earth, it is enough to see.

If the Holy Pavilion really has any ill intentions, the Pavilion does not have a force that can compete with it, and I am afraid that it will be powerless to fight back!

With a thought in his mind, he looked at Yan Qingyun beside him, and was looking sideways at the members who had already drawn qi into his body. Yan Wan'er quietly released her divine sense and probed to the upper echelons of the Holy Pavilion who were sitting on a high platform.

It's rare that all the members of the Holy Pavilion have gathered today, and she didn't take the opportunity to investigate, she was really sorry for the opportunity to miss this day.

There were hundreds of people present, and the only one who made Yan Wan'er scruple was Yan Qingyun alone. As for the so-called Holy Pavilion Masters, Elders, or something, she hadn't paid attention to them yet.

A powerful divine sense swept by, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into invisibility.

Yan Wan'er withdrew her senses, and although her complexion did not change drastically, it was a little ugly.

Among the fifteen people, the one sitting on the edge on the right side was actually Yan Fanyu! She had vaguely guessed that the Yan family might have a lot to do with the Holy Pavilion, but she didn't expect it to be so deep.

This, the Yan family is going to die!

Silently carved the faces of all the members of the Holy Pavilion, including the high-level people, and hundreds of people, Yan Wan'er looked at the school martial arts field again.

After more than half an hour of melee, there were only more than 20 people in the field who could still insist on fighting at this time.

Suddenly, a dark fireball erupted from the palm of a black-clothed young man, startling the rest of the audience in a daze. At this moment, a sudden change occurred......

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