"That's right, Peak Lord, like I don't have a trace of Yuan Force now, there are other people who have been sealed and don't have the strength they used to have, what if they encounter danger" Zuo Wei has been thinking about this question, after all, personal safety comes first! If she hadn't gone to the last step, she wouldn't want to expose herself to the fact that she could still use the power of the elements.

There are so many Qingyi disciples, it is impossible for everyone to love them as junior brothers and sisters, most of them are afraid to treat them as a threat and dispose of them in the future, especially she is a person who has made a lot of limelight.

"You can rest assured at this point, raising Jianfeng is a place to cultivate young disciples, and new disciples like you have to be protected for one year, that is, other previous disciples are not allowed to make a move on you, unless you take the initiative to do it, you will be severely punished or killed by Xing Jun or the elders in the sect."

Hearing Cang Beiyun's words, Zuo Wei was only a little relieved, she didn't ignore the other meaning contained in Cang Beiyun, if it was the freshman disciple who took the initiative to do it himself, it would be another matter.

"Originally, I thought that if you were in any danger at that time, you could contact us for help, but now I don't see who doesn't need it, this little guy is not weak, and none of the emperor-level Tsing Yi disciples outside is his opponent, by the way, do you have a communicator, I'll give you the number, and when your life is in danger, contact me" Cang Beiyun said with a smile.

Zuo Wei pursed his lips, recorded Cang Beiyun's communication number, and said with a smile, "Peak Master, thank you for taking care of me."

"I think you yourself understand how much potential you have, I admit that I value you very much, because I think you will definitely become another strong person in my Sword Sect in the future, and all you have to do is not to live up to my expectations"

Cangbeiyun is very straightforward. There is no hypocrisy to hide it, but these words made Zuo Wei feel at ease.

"Well, I know, I never like to disappoint people. I don't like to let myself down" After speaking, Zuo Wei left with Chubby.

Cang Beiyun looked at Zuo Wei's back and was stunned. If he thought that Zuo Wei would be a strong person in the Sword Sect in the future, then now he has no expectations for Zuo Wei.

Because it's hard to estimate!

Zuo Wei, who walked out of the Yuan Sword Palace, surprised the two guards, and they all looked at Zuo Wei's back with curiosity, this girl should be a new disciple this year, but she can let the sect master stay in it for an hour, it seems that her talent is extremely perverted.

Thinking of this, the two thought about treating Zuo Wei more politely next time. Although the two of them didn't know when they would be able to come to the Yuan Sword Palace next time.

It was noon, the sun was shining on everyone's faces, and the crowds in the square had not yet dispersed, as some of the elders were still sealing the few who remained.

Zheng Hai found out earlier than the others that Zuo Wei had walked down the stairs and was unharmed. This relieved his heart that had been hanging.

It seems that he has succeeded, but he really admires Zuo Wei, a terrifyingly young little girl, so strong that she has elemental talent, even he can't bear it, and Zuo Wei said don't want it, which shows how firm her kendo heart is.

Chen Tianyin stood in the crowd, slender and straight, with a beautiful face as cold as frost, but with an aura that no one should approach. I stand out to everyone.

She saw Zuo Wei walking down the stairs and sighed, of course, she also noticed the fat next to Zuo Wei, this is Zuo Wei's contract demon beast? She remembered seeing it in Heaven Dou Peak.

Ye Bai and the others had already been sealed, and although the elders and comrades were going to start the sword drawing ceremony in the afternoon, they did not disperse. Instead, he chose to wait here.

Wait for the ritual to begin, or rather, for Zuo Wei to appear.

"Sister, you're okay," Pan An shouted with a big grin.

Zuo Wei saw Ye Bai, Han Lin, Luo Yiyi, Yin Zixiu, and Pan An surrounded him, his heart warmed, and he said, "If you don't call me that, I won't have anything to do."

Pan An laughed and shouted, "Ha Luha, okay, then I won't call you that, girl."

Khan~~~ Connected to Zuo Wei, the six of them rolled their eyes in unison, I really don't understand how this guy's brain grows, and the nerve line seems to be the opposite of a normal person.

Zuo Wei has given up correcting this guy's title, she is so cheap, she has no power to return to the sky.

In a short time, the minutes and seconds of noon quickly dispersed, and the people in the square had to slowly return one by one.

The sword drawing ceremony is about to begin.

Zheng Qing stood in front and was about to start announcing the start of the ceremony, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a white light appear in the sky above him.

With a brush, the white light fell steadily in front of more than 50,000 disciples and thirty-six elders.

A middle-aged man, and two teenagers and girls.

The middle-aged man has an ordinary face, a square face, but his eyes are very sharp, he is wearing a gray robe, a big sword is hanging obliquely on his back, and his breath is restrained, Zuo Wei carefully probed his reality with his transformed soul power, the man did not react, Zuo Wei gave a sigh, it seems that her soul power still has the particularity of spiritual power, it is difficult for people to detect, so Zuo Wei felt pleasantly surprised, her soul power can detect the faint breath of the middle-aged man, this breath she has only recently understood, out of the dust realm.

What kind of person is he?

The girl is wearing a red long skirt, that kind of red, which belongs to China's red and gorgeous, dazzling like fire, wearing a white belt around her waist, black and gold tassels are playful and elegant to hang on her waist, gently flying, about 15 or 16 years old, her facial features are a little immature, three-dimensional, exquisite, willow eyebrows are slightly raised, Qingli black pupils are smart and untamed, snow skin and red lips, the corners of the lips are sloping upward, and she looks like she is angry.

But noble, it goes without saying.

The other teenager is different, how to describe it, the height is about the same as the girl, about 168, but the longitudinal development is much more powerful than the girl, very fat, it looks like a ball of roundness, compared with the fat next to Zuo Wei, it is almost the same, the indigo blue robe is very wide, the lower body is black trousers, the young man looks actually very delicate, although he is white and fat, but he also looks a little cute, the expression is honest, and it gives people a good impression.

More than 50,000 people observed these two people, and they were all wondering, who were they?

Zheng Qing was stunned when he saw the middle-aged man's face, and then the man's voice came from his mind, and after listening to it, he was extremely jealous, and he glanced at the young man and girl in fear, but his expression did not change in the slightest, he took a deep breath and nodded.

The middle-aged man turned to the young man and said, "Hongling, Shaoyou, you two obediently participate in this sword drawing ceremony and pull out the sword fetus. Especially you, Qingxuan, you have to cultivate to have been sealed, and you have to take good care of your character."

When the girl heard this, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and it was useless to say anything to the middle-aged man, so she raised her eyebrows, turned her head and shouted to the young man, "Chen Shaoyou, you dead fat man, if it weren't for you, how could Miss Ben be punished by her father to raise Jianfeng, so you have to take full responsibility, in order to show that Miss Ben has to be empathetic, Miss Ben has to eat all your meals this year."

The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched, and sure enough, his nature was difficult to move.

Chen Shaoyou smiled and said, "Ten days."

"No, a year"

"Nine Days"

"You dead fat, nine months"

"Nine months, you dream and go, eight days, don't pull down"

"Okay, just eight days"

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If there is no one next to the two of them to talk, most of the more than 50,000 freshman disciples below are displeased, after all, no one likes to be ignored, not to mention that these two people have no known origin, but they can easily participate in the sword drawing ceremony, which makes them so willing to work hard to get the quota for entering the sect, but Zuo Wei thinks that these two people are a little interesting.

Zheng Qing straightened his throat and said, "It's quiet, now start the sword drawing ceremony, everyone must go down to the sword pool, when to go down is up to you, but if you can't pull out the sword today, the next training can only use ordinary wooden swords, this sword lake has to be opened every three months, you can try again in three months, a year later, the last time to draw the sword, if someone still fails to pull out the sword fetus, I'm sorry, he will be expelled from the Sword Sect." ”

Hiss, everyone gasped, expelled the sect, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him, it seems that this drawing of the sword is really important.

Zuo Wei also felt a little surprised, it was obvious that the Sword Sect was difficult to enter, and all those who came in were first-class geniuses, Zuo Wei had heard of other people's greed, among the more than 50,000 of them, the worst one was also a genius at the peak level of the Green Sky, and most of the rest were at the Qingyuan level, which was simply shocking in other sects.

However, the expulsion from the sect is nothing more than a relationship with one less person in the eyes of the Sword Sect.

More than 50,000 people walked towards Yangjian Lake, Zheng Qing threw a jade talisman into Yangjian Lake, the jade talisman melted in the blink of an eye when it fell into the liquid, and then Zuo Wei saw a semicircular light mask looming above Yangjian Lake, slowly dissipating......

No one took the first step, and they all hesitated to see the reaction of others, and if they couldn't draw their own swords, wouldn't it be very embarrassing.

In three minutes, no one went down to the pool, and the thirty-six elders were not in a hurry, they talked to themselves, and they looked leisurely.

The opportunity to draw the sword is rare, and none of these little guys wants to give up, and now they are just waiting for one person to go down the pool first.

The disciples in the green shirts who watched it sneered out loud, "Look at their cowardice, they don't dare to draw their swords, it's better to quit the sect directly."

"Don't say that, people are young, their parents are not around, and they can't pay attention."

"Ha Luha, you better go home and drink milk"

"Don't draw your sword, you can't pull it out if you look like this"

Some of the Qingyi disciples were extremely unkind, and their insulting words sprayed at the freshman disciples one after another, and they did not shy away from the thirty-six elders present.

Between the disciples of the Sword Sect, respect for strength, except for the protection regulations for the first year of the new disciples, all the disciples fight with each other, if they do not violate the rules of the sect, regardless of life and death, Xing Jun, most of the elders in the sect do not care. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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