The carriage was bumpy all the way, and Sikong Changle was lying on the soft blanket, already sleeping soundly.

Looking at Sikong Changle who was asleep, Su Zhiyuan fell into deep thought, she always had to find an opportunity to send Sikong Changle back to the palace, otherwise she would stay by her side all the time, whether this little princess could stand it was one thing, and whether she could protect her in the future was another thing.

The carriage went all the way to the Weilan faction.

The head of the Weilan faction had already sent someone to greet Su Zhiyuan at the mountain gate.

Seeing Su Zhiyuan coming, the head hurriedly took two steps forward and walked to the carriage.

The coachman stopped the carriage, and Su Zhiyuan got out of the carriage first.

"I heard that this new alliance leader is young and promising, I originally thought it was a false praise, but today I saw that it was true." The head of the house looked Su Zhiyuan up and down, and felt that this young man's popularity was extraordinary.

Su Zhiyuan bowed and smiled slightly: "The head of the house is a fallacy, I am just lucky, so I was elected as the leader of the martial arts league, originally said that there were important things to do, and I was ready to set off recently, but the great elder said that the Weilan faction is now going to choose disciples, I think this Weilan faction is also a member of the martial arts alliance, since I know, it is not good to leave directly, I must take a good look today." ”

"Let's stay first, this matter of choosing a disciple will start tomorrow!" The head of the house said as he asked someone to make arrangements.

"I have two companions with me, so I ask the head of the house to arrange it too." Su Zhiyuan said and glanced at the two people in the carriage who were about to get down.

The boss smiled and said a few hellos.

The place where the Weilan faction is located is at the foot of the mountain, and the selection of disciples is also through the most simple and crude way of competition, and the best thing for the Weilan faction is to use swords.

Su Zhiyuan was taken all the way by the head to the room he had already arranged.

"Although this room is not very big, it has already been set up, if you need anything, just tell the person at the door." As he spoke, the head pointed to a few disciples who were serving outside.

Su Zhiyuan said "yes".

She didn't take much luggage with her when she went out, and she doesn't have to pack anything now.

"Following you all the way from here to there, I have seen a lot more along the way, but this place of residence seems to have a feeling that it is worse and worse every time." Sikong Changle looked at the surrounding environment and said.

However, this little princess has learned well along the way, and it is already an excellent thing to be able to live.

"Let's clean up for the time being, we have to go to their ceremony of selecting disciples early tomorrow morning." Su Zhiyuan looked at the house and said.

The room is surrounded by concrete walls, the roof is also tiled, and the mahogany window frames are very strong, although the surface is pasted with a layer of opaque window paper, but as long as a slight crack is opened, it does not affect the lighting.

The courtyard is enclosed in a courtyard and has exactly three bedrooms, plus a kitchen and storage room.

After resting here for a night, Su Zhiyuan got up early the next morning.

Golan Peak arrived here a day earlier than Su Zhiyuan, and when he saw her today, he greeted her from afar.

"I'm still wondering if the alliance leader has time to come here, I have already crossed the sea mouth and said, I have persuaded the alliance leader, I will definitely come to participate, if you can't come, how can I explain to others, but fortunately, the alliance leader even if he is busy and took the time to participate, it really gave me this face, and I am grateful." When Golan Feng saw Su Zhiyuan coming, he stood up and said gratefully.

Su Zhiyuan looked at him like this, and sneered in his heart.

Is it true gratitude or false gratitude?

"Great Elder, don't laugh, the Weilan faction is a sect that belongs to our martial arts alliance, and it is only natural that I came to participate in their disciple selection ceremony, and it will start soon, let's also take a seat." Su Zhiyuan said as he made a gesture of please.

Sikong Changle didn't want to stay alone in the room, so he begged Su Zhiyuan to take her out early in the morning.

And Su Zhiyuan couldn't take her with her, so he could only ask Xiahou Chunyu to take her with him.

However, fortunately, the Weilan Sect has never been the kind of person who likes to cause trouble, and the relative quality of the disciples in the entire sect is also relatively high, which makes Su Zhiyuan feel a lot more relieved.

Soon, a big disciple of the Weilan Sect stepped forward and walked to the middle of the ring to announce the main rules for selecting disciples today.

In the competition between two pairs, those who win within a stick of incense can enter the next round, and those who lose are naturally eliminated.

As for winning or losing, it is natural for several elders with high power in the Weilan faction to decide, but one of them is that if you can knock the opponent out of the ring within a stick of incense, then it can be regarded as a victory.

A competition like this is generally not life-threatening, but after all, it is common for swords to have no eyes, and injuries and the like are common, so the Weilan faction has already prepared a few doctors to wait by the side in the morning.

Su Zhiyuan sat here quietly, watching that there were many people waiting there, some with confidence on their faces, while most of them were full of nervousness on their faces.

After all, if only twenty disciples are selected out of more than a hundred people, and the selection rate is less than half, anyone will be nervous.

Many people have seen Su Zhiyuan here, and they have all heard about this young and promising new alliance leader, and many people have shown envious eyes.

"Today's alliance leader has finally arrived, and I don't know if I can invite the alliance leader to come to the stage to compete before I start, which can be regarded as a lottery and set an example for these juniors." The host suddenly looked at Su Zhiyuan, who was sitting there and the old god was there, and said.

After hearing this, Su Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then stood up and patted his clothes: "As long as you ask for a lottery, you can naturally do it, but I'm not a senior anymore, so let's show my hands." ”

Su Zhiyuan jumped into the ring with brisk steps as he spoke.

This ring was two meters high, but seeing Su Zhiyuan jumping up so easily, the people around him gasped.

This kind of light work is enviable just by looking at it.

"Since we want to win the lottery, then the opponent of the alliance leader should naturally be the head of this sect, if we don't show our hands, how can these disciples want to join our Weilan faction?" As he spoke, the head glanced at the Dharma Protector beside him, and the Dharma Protector immediately handed over two wooden swords.

Most of the contestants will use wooden swords, in order to prevent some disciples from being anxious when fighting, regardless of the severity, if they hurt others, it will not be good.

"The leader of the Su League doesn't know if he can get used to this wooden sword." As he spoke, the head put the two swords in front of him, signaling Su Zhiyuan to choose one at will.

Su Zhiyuan looked at it in the hands of the master, and the two wooden swords were very exquisitely made.

"If a person who practices martial arts can only stick to one weapon, it will inevitably be too narrow-minded, please take charge." As Su Zhiyuan spoke, he made a gesture of please, signaling that the head of the house could start.

She casually took a sword from the master's hand and took a pose.

The head also put on a pose, and the two of them started it.

However, what Su Zhiyuan didn't calculate was that she also brought the spirit Gu with her before she went out.

This spirit Gu is ever-changing, and a small bottle has long been unable to control it, so with Feng Wuxin's help, she sealed this spirit Gu in one of her own jade pendants, but she never expected that now it seemed that something seemed to affect this spirit Gu, and it began to gradually become restless.

Su Zhiyuan, who had controlled the Spirit Gu for a period of time with his own blood, could naturally feel the uneasiness in the jade pendant.

Maybe it's because she's using force now, so it's affecting the Spirit Gu, right? Su Zhiyuan thought secretly in his heart.

The two of them quickly started the competition, and Su Zhiyuan's swordsmanship was really worthy of his reputation, but a few moves made the head of the opposite side gradually unable to parry.

Those disciples only felt that the peachwood sword used by the two of them was flying very fast in the air, which was dazzling, and they couldn't even tell whose sword was who.

However, those with a slightly higher level can quickly see that Su Zhiyuan is clearly going to have the upper hand.

But that's when the unexpected happened.

The spirit Gu in the jade pendant suddenly transformed into an invisible force and burrowed into Su Zhiyuan's body.

She felt that when the spirit Gu entered her body, it traveled around her body with the power she used, which made Su Zhiyuan's heart a little irritable, and gradually she couldn't even concentrate her energy.

The boss who was still struggling to deal with Su Zhiyuan soon found out that something was wrong, Su Zhiyuan seemed to be affected by something, his energy gradually became unfocused, and even his reaction slowed down a lot.

He found that a lot of fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Su Zhiyuan's forehead, biting his lower lip slightly, frowning slightly, and the steps under his feet were a little chaotic, as if he had some strength but insufficient strength.

The head of the sect moved, thinking that it was because there were so many disciples of the Weilan Sect today, if she defeated herself directly, it would not be very good for her face.

Thinking of this, the head suddenly stopped.

"The leader of the Su League is really a young junior, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, like me and other front waves, and now they are about to be shot to death on the beach." The head of the house made a gesture of acceptance.

Su Zhiyuan only felt the spirit Gu entering her body now, and thinking of what Feng Wuxin said, she was a little panicked in her heart.

Now Feng Wuxin is still on the Ethereal Peak, and she can't catch up with it for a while, but if this spirit Gu is haunting her body, then what should she do?

Listening to what the head said, but Su Zhiyuan didn't have any other strength now, she stretched out her hand and made the same salute.

Su Zhiyuan finally stabilized his body, and such a competition can be regarded as over, after all, the two of them are just to ask for a lottery, not to divide the winner.

"The martial arts of the master and the head of the Su League are so high, you see that the swordsmanship of the two of them is superb, unfathomable, if you really want to say why, you can't say it, but looking at the swordsmanship of the two of them, it is very orderly." One of the disciples and the people around him sighed.

"You don't understand this, it's called the realm like this, after learning other people's moves, but you can turn other people's moves into your own use, it seems invisible, but it is actually tangible, this is the highest realm, the terrible thing is that the Su League Lord looks no more than 30 years old this year, and he already has such attainments, look at me, there are so many people who are older than the Su League Master, but they don't even have half of her talent." The disciples around him said with regret and jealousy.

Xiahou Chunyu saw Su Zhiyuan gradually falling from a distance, and secretly thought in his heart that he shouldn't be.

You must know that when Su Zhiyuan saved him before, he killed so many assassins by himself, and after killing the assassins, his face did not change and his heart did not beat, as if he had gone out for a walk and came back, to deal with the master, although neither of them used a trick, but it should not be so difficult.

However, the Great Elder sitting below saw that the spirit Gu in Su Zhiyuan's body had not attacked, but his heart was as if it was being tormented on an oil pot.