On the broad and magnificent main hall square under the top of the cliff, thousands of core disciples of the cliff stood in steps, neat and orderly, and with a strict hierarchy.

Kou Zhong and Yuwen Chengdu were just watching from a corner of the square, and such a scene was the first time they had seen each other in their lives.

At the top, near the cliff, a carved stone chair stands upright, and Qing Tianyun stands on it, looking down with his negative hand.

As soon as the last disciple took his seat, thousands of cliff disciples put their right hands together and placed them in front of their chests, and shouted loudly:

"See the Cliff Lord!"

Qing Tianyun also pointed into a sword and placed it on his chest, and the sound of Lang Lang's majesty resounded through the square.

"Excuse me!"

"I summoned all the disciples here today because I want to accept the disciples on behalf of the teacher and invite the disciples to observe the ceremony!"

Hearing this, the disciples who had doubts in their hearts were not only puzzled at this moment, but also surprised.

There are rules for the cliff, except for major events that affect the entire cliff, the bell will not be ringed to summon all the core disciples into the main hall.

Not to mention that he just accepts a disciple on behalf of the teacher, even if this disciple is the junior disciple of the Lord of the Cliff.

Or, there is something special about this person that is enough to affect the future of the entire cliff.

Everyone's eyes focused on Hua Yu, who was closest to Qing Tianyun in the audience, and I didn't know what was special about him.

Qing Tianyun looked at Hua Yu and said:

"Hua Yu, you come forward. ”

He looked squarely at the thousands of disciples in the audience and said:

"Hua Yu comprehended the true meaning of the word 'Dao' in front of the Enlightenment Stone, inherited the training of the ancestors, and now received as the core disciple of the cliff. ”

As soon as these words came out, thousands of disciples in the audience suddenly rioted.

The Nine Guards are the nine responsible managers of the Han Martial Guards, whose authority is second only to that of the commanders, and all of them are peerless powerhouses.

Even now, there are only five Janissaries and four missing.

The disciples of the cliff all took the competition for the position of the Nine Venerables as the highest glory.

In their eyes, Hua Yu is just a nobody, how can he be?

He became one of the Nine Statues directly?!

Leng Yao's eyes flashed with unwillingness, but after looking at the indifferent master, he finally failed to express his dissatisfaction.

However, naturally someone has this guts, a middle-aged man looked at Hua Yu with cold eyes, and then took a step forward and said to the love heaven on the stage:

"Cliff Master。。。。。 ”

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by love luck.

"Let's watch the ceremony first. ”

The man swallowed the words that had not yet been spoken, and his eyes became colder and colder when he looked at Hua Yu, but he could only reluctantly retreat to his original position.

On the cliff, no one dares to disobey the fortune of love.

"Yes, Cliff Master!"

This dissatisfaction was naturally recorded on Hua Yu's head.

A vivid portrait was brought out, of a handsome young man with a figure-eight beard holding a sword in one hand, the corners of his mouth smiling gently, and looking lazily and elegantly straight ahead.

Qing Tianyun explained to Hua Yu:

"This is our master, Sikong Xun, after worshipping the master, you will officially become my junior brother. ”

Hua Yu looked at the portrait, stepped forward, and said to Qing Tianyun:

"Yes, it's up to my brother. ”

"Bow!"

Bang! Bang!

In front of the portrait, Hua Yu knelt down on both knees, and after three kowtows, he got up.

From now on, Hua Yu will officially apprentice to Sikong Xun, as the seventh generation core disciple of my cliff. ”

At the foot of the steps, the eight generations of disciples of the cliff congratulated in unison:

"Meet Uncle Huayu!"

Then there are the ninth generation of disciples.

"Meet Uncle Hua Yu!"

The scene was vigorous and majestic, and even Hua Yu was shocked by such a scene.

But he also recovered quickly, turned around and bowed his fist to the thousands of cliff disciples under the stairs and said:

"Hua Yu has thanked all the senior brothers, all the nephews, and all the grandchildren!"

Hum!

The middle-aged man who wanted to raise objections to the fact that Love Heavenly Fortune Feng Hua Yu was one of the Nine Guards looked at Hua Yu coldly and snorted softly.

Hua Yu's eyes glanced lightly, he had seen too much of such a person, and he didn't want to care.

Qing Tianyun opened his mouth at this time and said:

"I know that some of you are not satisfied with me sealing Huayu as one of the nine deities, and now I will give you a chance. Hua Yu's cultivation is now the pinnacle of the innate eight grades, and if he condenses the seven grades, whoever can beat him can take over the position of one of his nine deities. ”

The middle-aged man was suddenly happy, but he didn't speak first, and swept away the many senior brothers around him who were also tempting, as well as the many eighth-generation disciples behind him, and slightly pressed down on the idea of making the first move.

Seeing that many people were eager to try, Qing Tianyun was expressionless, and said:

"Eight generations of disciples come first, let's start. ”

With the approval of Heavenly Fortune, the eager disciple rushed directly to the front and jumped onto the huge battle platform in the center of the square.

looked at Hua Yudao eagerly:

"Please teach Uncle Tai!"

There were discussions among the eight generations of disciples in the audience, and the disciples who rushed to the battle platform were also outstanding elites among the eight generations of disciples, and they were also among the top 100 among the more than 4,000 disciples of the eight generations.

A master of congenital perfection, known as the "Hades Ghost Knife", Luo Quanzhou!

"Senior Brother Luo is a master of congenital perfection, if he uses the ghost sword again, even some of the senior uncles in the Condensation Realm will not be able to defeat him, even if this senior uncle is talented, but he is only the cultivation of the peak of the innate eight grades, I am afraid that it will be dangerous. ”

Hearing this, the eight generations of disciples next to him looked at the statue-like love fortune standing on the stone seat, and solemnly analyzed:

"I'm afraid it's not that easy, doesn't the cliff master know the gap in this cultivation, and, you see, our Uncle Taishi doesn't have a little nervousness, he must have confidence. ”

Someone else chimed in:

"That's right, how can there be nothing special about being able to comprehend the Dao of the Boulder, don't forget, the last person who comprehended the Dao of the Boulder is the number one cliff master today. ”

The sound of disturbance came into the ears of Zhan Tailuo Quanzhou, the excitement on his face gradually disappeared, and looking at the figure of Hua Yu jumping in the air, his expression became solemn.

At this time, some people reacted that their own head may be a little earlier.

However, the cliff disciple has never had the possibility of retreating.

"Uncle Taishi, please advise!"

The afterimage disappeared, and the flower rain fell on the battle platform, and said with an indifferent smile:

"My uncle came suddenly, no wonder you are not convinced, come on, let me see your ability. ”

"That disciple is offended!"

With a slight salute, the ghost head knife in his hand slashed towards Hua Yu with a heart-whimpering sound.

Luo Quanzhou used all his strength to make a move.

Anyway, with the presence of the cliff master Qing Tianyun, he was not worried about casualties between the two of them.

"Hades Ghost Knife" is not in vain, under the artistic conception, many ghosts fall with the knife.

Into the eyes and ears of the rain, like countless ghosts begging for their lives, the ghost intention of the forest goes straight to the heart.

It's just that Hua Yu was born with a spirit that is stronger than ordinary people, and after several tempering, it has become more powerful.

Now, the cultivation of the "Forgetting Feelings and Slashing Dao Technique" is successful, and his spiritual strength is so strong that it is not far behind the top masters of the Condensing Void Realm.

Facing Luo Quanzhou's Sensen Ghost Knife, Hua Yu's eyes were only slightly narrowed, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

An ordinary three-inch throwing knife appeared on the tip of his right finger that hung down at his side.

The light blue sleeves fluttered slightly, the fingertip flying knife had disappeared, and a black line was obviously crossed in the air, shooting straight at Luo Quanzhou's right shoulder.

Luo Quanzhou's eyes were faintly bright, and the corners of his mouth sneered, just a flying knife, how can you stop my ghost knife?!

The shadow of the knife that slashed downward suddenly turned into an oblique sweep, and instantly approached the flying knife that shot at it.

It's just that the flying knife that was about to be swept away by the ghost knife in his hand suddenly accelerated at the moment when it was about to touch the ghost knife, and rushed through his ghost knife defense line with a millimeter.

It's too late to withdraw the knife and return to defense.

Luo Quanzhou's eyes were ruthless, he didn't want to lose so easily.

"Ghost Domain Senro!"

This is the strongest trick he can perform, not only his own skill instantly skyrocketed by two percent, but the ghost shadow of Sensen seems to have signs of condensing a phantom, just as the ghost domain is about to descend on the world.

The chill that penetrated the hearts of the people almost froze people's souls, and even the disciples who were a little closer under the battle platform resisted one after another.

The middle-aged man who had been paying attention to this battle looked at the figure on the seat without a trace, and he couldn't see the slightest sign, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Hua Yu, who bore the brunt of the attack, also felt the extraordinary nature of Luo Quanzhou's move.

Unfortunately, it was still late.

Even though the speed of the throwing knife slowed down slightly, it was faster than the speed at which he could dodge.

Under the ruthlessness, the anger in his eyes suddenly increased, and he immediately increased his speed, did not dodge or dodge the flying knife that shot at him, and the huge knife qi condensed by the ghost knife in his hand slashed towards Hua Yu at a faster speed.