"How many people are in there? How's it going? "If it is according to the previous acceptance of new disciples, the results of this batch of disciples are not bad.

Facing Yuan Qing's question, Cheng Yunhuan cast a complicated look at Yuwen Haoran on the side, and said lightly, "There are about thirty people!" It should be out soon-"

Mu Qinglian stepped forward excitedly and grabbed her arm, and her tone was eager, "Have you seen my brother?" When is my brother coming out? ”

Regarding Mu Jiuge's younger sister, she still knows a little bit, she is not a disciple of Lingyun Mountain, but she can make an exception to stay with her brother.

No matter how excited Mu Qinglian was, Cheng Yunhuan still said [It should be soon!] ], calculate the time, and the eagle should also break through the seal!

Because the place where the eagle was sealed was far away from the entrance of the cave, even if the seal was broken, as long as no one entered, there would be no abnormality at all.

After briefly describing the situation in the cave, Cheng Yunhuan stood aside for the other disciples who came out first, and looked at the black crowd of people above the cave, which one would become her master? Is Yuwen Haoran's dress for her reliable?

As the bloody aura deepened, the eagle that had been suppressed in the cave set off a gust of wind, its powerful wings striking the seal that had cracked a few small cracks.

A loud sound echoed through the cave, and the dust on the four walls fell down as the impact intensified, and some of the slightly timid people had already fled from this place of right and wrong in panic, and they cherished their lives more than if they failed to accept it.

Yuan Qing, who was guarding outside the cave, couldn't help but be suspicious when he saw their panicked looks, but when he heard that it was because the eagle hit the seal and fled in fright, which made Yuan Qing very helpless.

The eagle has been suppressed in the cave for a hundred years, and it is extremely angry, good at killing, disgusted with strange fragrances, and it is not once or twice that the seal has been hit, but this seal was deliberately looked at when he was inspected, and there was nothing unusual, and no one among the new disciples would lift this seal, if it was said that the eagle broke through the seal, it was naturally impossible!

And the dozen or so disciples who escaped in a hurry finally took zero points as the results of this acceptance, and when their basic swordsmanship was more advanced, they marched to the karst cave until they passed.

Elder Xingrong, who was far above the cave, didn't pay attention to the new disciples below, but a dazzling light suddenly flashed in his eyes (it was the light of the scorching sun refracted by the hairpin on Cheng Yunhuan's head).

It was also at this moment that Elder Xingrong's misty drunken eyes seemed to sober up a lot, and then he looked down, and among the many disciples, Cheng Yunhuan jumped into his eyes with a dress similar to Ning Lan.

"Lan'er?" Elder Xingrong muttered two words, his gaze soft, affectionate as water.

No, Lan'er has been dead for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for her to appear, Elder Xingrong slapped his forehead violently, "It must be that the strength of the wine has not passed!" When he saw Cheng Yunhuan's beautiful appearance, Elder Xingrong actually breathed a long sigh of relief, sure enough, his old eyes were dizzy, but he was just slightly similar to Lan'er!

The hair hanging down on his forehead and the hairpin on his head were also somewhat similar to the ones he had given to Ning Lan before, so it was no wonder that he mistakenly recognized others as Ning Lan, and wanted to withdraw his gaze, but Elder Xingrong looked at it stupidly for a long time.

knew that this person was not the other, but he was still reluctant to look away.