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Instead, he lowered his head and seemed thoughtful.

Once again, he performed the Fortune Observation Technique, which shrouded Song Yu's body.

It turned out that his luck was still black.

At this moment, Song Yu suddenly turned his head to look at him. That glance was very cold, so that Lin Jiutian couldn't help but tremble slightly. Then he reacted immediately.

It is simply unscientific that he would tremble because of the eyes of a monk whose cultivation is lower than his own. However, such an unscientific scene really happened, and even now he has an inexplicable feeling when he thinks of it.

He didn't dare to use the Fortune Observation Technique on Song Yu, although Lin Jiutian himself didn't know why, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart. It seems that if you continue to do this, there will be a catastrophe.

Glancing strangely at Song Yu, who had already turned his head, Lin Jiutian lowered his eyes, wanting to use the secret technique he had learned by chance to calculate Song Yu's past. However, no matter how he calculated, it seemed that there was nothing strange about Song Yu's past.

What is it that is starting to change?

Lin Jiutian thought about it like this, and once again calculated carefully.

In the end, when Ji Wushen was besieged by the Jiang family, Song Yu was seriously injured and entered the new immortal realm......

However, just as he wanted to continue speculating, there seemed to be a cold coercion in the void that suddenly descended on him. With the other party's heavy cold snort, Lin Jiutian only felt a chill behind him, his brain suddenly became a little dazed, and his ears were 'buzzing'. Soon a heart-piercing pain swept through his body, if it weren't for his strength being good, I was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to maintain his image at this time.

His throat was a little itchy, and as soon as Lin Jiutian opened his mouth, a mouthful of red blood spurted out.

"Poof"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Jiutian only felt that his eyes were dark.

At the last moment of fainting, a thought suddenly appeared in Lin Jiutian's mind.

"It's a shame to lose people."

"Uncle Lin?"

"Master?"

"Senior Brother Lin?"

……

All kinds of names and people from all directions flew towards the high platform, but the closest ones were Chu Xia and the others. Hao Yingjun was the second person to come to him after Chu Xia, and he grabbed his wrist, and the wood immortal power was directly spread into his meridians, and he suddenly frowned.

It's a pity that this place is not a good place to talk, and I saw a lot of people around me. Hao Yingjun had a calm face and shouted loudly:

"Everyone retreated, Senior Brother Lin was angry for a while, and the two of them came to take Senior Brother Lin away with this seat!"

Hao Yingjun, as a disciple of Ji Wushen, naturally many people know him. This time, there are actually people who want to worship Hao Yingjun and others, although they are not the people you are looking forward to, but they all have the same backer behind them.

Therefore, many people were slightly disappointed when they heard Hao Yingjun's words. If Hao Yingjun leaves, they probably won't be able to enter his door.

There are also Yu Rongxuan and others who are the same.

Hao Yingjun quickly grabbed Lin Jiutian, and the other two people from the Nirvana Sect led him into the back hall. Yu Rongxuan, Chu Xia and the others also passed over together.

All of a sudden, most of the high-rise buildings above the entire main peak walked.

However, because the rest needs to be continued, some people remain.

However, the disciples who were still above knew that if they wanted to worship under the seat of the head of the sect or other high-ranking cultivators, they were afraid that it would be much more difficult than before.

As the last disciple's mental test was completed, one of the elders took down the spirit stone and held it in his hand.

For those disciples whose hearts are not particularly good, there is naturally no way to enter the inner gate. No matter how good the qualifications are, they can't do it.

Of course, the outer gate is not without high-level monks, but most of the elders of the outer gate are unwilling to accept disciples so they stay in the outer gate.

If you are really average-minded, but have excellent qualifications, it is not impossible for you to worship under the seat of these elders. If you train well, the final achievement is not very bad.

Thinking that the head of the sect and other high-ranking officials were not there, the monks who stayed behind hurriedly asked a few disciples they had their eye. Of course, they don't really admit people with excellent qualifications. After all, if they accept others as apprentices, they may not necessarily have the ability to teach others.

Soon, everyone received a fairly satisfactory number of disciples.

There were still a few disciples with excellent qualifications and a group of disciples who could only stay in the outer gate on the entire main peak.

The disciples who could only stay in the outer gate were naturally very unconvinced, but they could also clearly see the color on the spirit stone. I didn't understand what it meant, but someone would explain it to them later.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour later, a monk came out of the temple.

He whispered to one of the elders for a moment before the elder nodded.

"You have good qualifications and a good heart. The head of the sect will accept you as ordinary disciples in advance, and if you perform well, you can be selected as a personal disciple. Although the elder was very interested in these well-qualified disciples, he also knew that his own ability was not enough to teach them anything. It's better to follow the master, you have to know which one the head and who you know first, and it's better to follow him than to follow a master like yourself.

After all, the qualifications are so good, it's better not to bury them.

Several people almost did not hesitate, and knelt down directly to worship:

"The disciple is willing."

Replying in unison, I saw that those disciples who couldn't enter the inner gate were all jealous and hateful, of course, there were also people who deliberately looked light on the surface, but in fact, the hands hidden in the sleeves were pinched white by themselves.

A meeting of apprentices has been completely completed in just a few days.

In the inner hall on the other side, Lin Jiutian still closed his eyes tightly, Hao Yingjun pursed his lips, kept pinching Lin Jiutian's arm, and didn't speak for a long time.

The entire inner hall was so quiet that even the breathing students could hear it clearly, and everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, so as not to disturb Hao Yingjun.

"How's it going?" Seeing Hao Yingjun's hand down, Chu Xia immediately asked.

Hao Yingjun shook his head realistically and said, "It's not good, most of the meridians have been broken, and I don't know why he is unconscious." ”

If he is awake, there is naturally no problem with this kind of thing in the meridians. But the key is that the other party is in a coma, and because of the coma, they have no way to ask.

"Wasn't he fine before?" Early Summer muttered two strange words.

Soon put his eyes on Lin Jiutian's body, and at this time, Lin Jiutian's face was completely bloodless. There was a red stain of blood at the corner of his mouth, which gave him an eerie paleness.

This feeling is inexplicably familiar, but I can't say where it is.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up.