"Are you all disciples who took the initiative to answer the call!"

The old god Xiong An was there, putting his hands behind his back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The Third Elder Taishang is above, the disciple knocks on the elder, please give us a chance."

The four replied in unison.

"You can think clearly, if you fail and don't get selected by me, you know the consequences......

Xiong An's tone was not good, and he could hear that it was not a threat, but at the moment of heavy profit, these disciples had to step forward and give it a try no matter what.

So, the four people in the audience replied in unison:

"The disciple is not afraid of cane punishment, please be merciful to the three elders of Taishang!" The tone is sonorous and powerful.

"Really not afraid?" Xiong An had a funny look on his face, did you really let me fight?

"Disciple is not afraid!"

The four disciples insisted, and did not hear Xiong An's words, as if they felt that they were not firm enough, in order to let the three elders of Taishang see their determination, the four of them knelt on the ground one after another and slammed their heads hard.

"Bump! Touch! ”

"Okay, good," Xiong An rarely showed a smile, since he was willing to let me fight, then I would not be polite!

Subconsciously tugged at his sleeves, and found that his demeanor was inappropriate, Xiong An coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, and the old naughty boy then spoke:

"Well, I will treat you equally, I will only ask you one question, and if one of you has an answer that satisfies me, then I will accept him."

The four people kneeling on the ground looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces:

"Thank you to the Third Elder Taishang for making it happen!"

In their minds, as long as it's not too many questions, just a question, then the light one can be answered.

In this way, maybe you can shake your wit and show a little different thinking, and you can make the elder happy and accept yourself.

At that time, even if the elder does not accept himself as an apprentice, as long as he teaches himself a few hands, maybe he will fly up the branch and become a phoenix.

"Without further ado, I'll ask!"

Stretching out his hand and patting, Xiong An said and took out his usual magic weapon, a five-zhang long golden stick, and took it in his hand, and suddenly he found Bai Zhan beside him, looking at him with strange eyes, coughing again, putting away his magic weapon, Xiong An took out an ordinary stick again.

He glanced at the disciples who were kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, and then spoke:

"Raise your heads, all of you."

"Third Elder Xie Taishang!"

The four of them raised their heads with excitement on their faces, if they could see the pitying look in Bai Zhan's eyes on the other side, they would probably be more sensible.

However, Bai Zhan was a powerful combat power secretly cultivated by the War Sect, and ordinary disciples didn't know about its existence at all, let alone this new disciple.

So these disciples are doomed to be unlucky today, they turned their ears sideways, and they listened to Xiong An from right to left, and suddenly asked:

"Why did you come to me to be a boy?"

The disciple looked in reverence and said without hesitation:

"The disciple is willing to come by himself!"

He was greeted by a long, thick, black stick, and in a single moment, the disciple was knocked to the ground.

"Whoosh-pop!"

"Ahh

Xiong An's face was angry, and the movements of his hands did not stop, constantly hitting this disciple, hitting the other party at a tricky angle everywhere he wanted to protect, and at the same time said coldly in his mouth:

"What are you? You dare to come to me when you make your own decision, do you take into account the opinions of the senior brother who is older than you in the same courtyard? Have you taken into account the opinion of the head of your academy? ”

The new disciples of the Zhan Sect are basically divided into various outer courtyards, and there are half of the previous disciples in each courtyard, and these old disciples are the "senior brothers and sisters", and they are also the first teachers of the de facto new disciples.

Although each academy is equipped with a division commander, the division commander mainly handles all kinds of chores and basically does not teach.

Therefore, Xiong An scolded very reasonably, and he was also very hard when he started, unceremoniously, and in just a few strokes, he beat the disciple to the ground, and it was difficult to even beg for mercy.

The remaining three trembled when they saw this scene, their throats were dry, and their hearts jumped to their throats.

No matter what, these new disciples couldn't put the fierce old pimpy image at this time with the amiable Taishang Third Elder before.

And Bai Zhan didn't say a word, and the old god narrowed his eyes.

At this time, Xiong An rolled up his sleeves again, and his sharp eyes turned to look at the next disciple:

"Why did you come to me to be a boy?"

How sharp this glance was, the second disciple swallowed with difficulty, and he looked at the person beside him who had passed out unconscious, and this person was still boasting to himself just now that his family background was good, and lying on the ground at this time was no different from a dead dog.

After a long time, when he saw that the stick in the elder's hand was about to be waved down, his body trembled, and he hurriedly replied:

"Elder Hui, with the consent of my senior brother and teacher, I am fascinated by the great profession of divine teacher...... I'm here on purpose, ah! ”

"Fascinated fart!"

"The old man has never been fascinated by the profession of a priest a few times in his life! You kid don't know the sky and the earth is thick, fascinated? I'm hit until you're hooked! ”

A sentence of fascination is simply an insult to the profession of a priest.

Xiong An was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he beckoned him with a few sticks, this disciple's physical fitness was even worse, and he fell into a coma halfway through the fight.

"You!"

Xiong An tilted his head and looked at the third person, who knelt and retreated backwards, obviously terrified, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

He felt to himself that now it was like a knife on his neck, his life hanging by a thread, and in his anxiety, he roared out what he thought in his heart:

"Long ...... Elder, the disciple has the highest cultivation, and the size is also considered a genius, can't he be a boy for you? ”

"Hehe, your strength is the strongest among several people, and is it higher than Tianjiao, who is in the same class as you? I might as well find an old disciple! ”

The stick in Xiong An's hand slammed heavily on the smooth, grease-like countertop, and suddenly made a crisp sound, Xiong An then spoke:

"It's because they've all cultivated into fools that a few of you have a chance!"

Speaking of this, Xiong An pursed his lips, and the stick in his hand beckoned again, this time he hit harder, for this kind of person who cultivates his head into a fool, he only knows the pursuit of power, he Xiong An is the most hateful, thinking, glancing at Bai Zhan ...... not far behind him.

So, after lying down the three of them, only the last disciple was left in the field.

"Again, why do you want to be my boy?"

"Uh......"

This is an obviously very thin disciple, who looks pretty good, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but the pimples on his face have reduced his image by five points.

This disciple had been peeking at the old man Bai Zhan just now, and he didn't look at his side at this time, and the three companions who had fainted didn't seem to see the long stick in Bai Zheng's hand that had seen blood, and after thinking about it seriously, he said:

"Back to Elder's words, the disciple has been inspired by you, and I am especially willing to serve you, my teacher and brother, and agree with my idea, and it seems that you also have a little bit of meaning for me, so I think you will definitely agree to accept me as a child."

Xiong An was overjoyed when he heard this, and he was finally not so angry.

"Hmm~"

With an unclear snort in his nose, the corners of Xiong An's mouth twitched, and the expression on his face returned to Gujing Bubo again, and he threw the short stick in his hand behind him, Xiong An opened the five fingers of his right hand, raised it to his chest and said:

"It's you, follow me in the future!"

After saying that, he didn't even pay attention to the old man Bai Zhan, flicked his sleeve robe, rolled up the young man and left.

(To be continued)