Therefore, this group of disciples can be regarded as the most important new force of the Sword Sect, and in order to reduce losses, it is natural to allocate resources reasonably. [with _ dream]ā

Ziyun Zhenren took out fifty colored wooden skewers and put them in the wooden tubes prepared in advance, and while letting the disciples draw them, he explained:

"Each person has a lot, the sign is marked with color, and those with the same color are a group, and after the grouping, several foundation building uncles will select the team."

After the words fell, the wooden sticks had all been distributed, Yan Bei raised his eyes and swept the wooden sticks in the hands of Lin Yiyi, Limo, Mo Dyanxiang, and Ouyang Yu, and found that Lin Yiyi and Limo were green, and the two behind were red.

Not only that, but the disciples who followed Ouyang Yu among the disciples were all red wooden sticks in their hands, which was really, it was a coincidence, and Yan Bei didn't believe it.

There is obviously something greasy here, but Ziyun Zhenren didn't say anything, and it was better for her, the uncle who suddenly inserted it, not to speak.

Although she really wanted to keep her Ah Xiang away from Ouyang Yu's gang, it seemed that as long as she was far away from Lin, it was okay.

After that, it was the foundation building disciples who chose the team, and I don't know if they had discussed it in private, but no one chose Ouyang Yu's team.

Of the five squad leaders, only Yan Bei was left unchosen, and everyone couldn't help but look at her, as well as the supernumerary staff standing beside her.

Most of the disciples didn't know the existence of Yan Bei, so naturally they didn't know that she had a little intersection with Mo Dye Xiang, yes, and the eyes that came over were all sympathetic.

After all, Ouyang Yu's group is a well-known little overlord of the Sword Sect, who does all kinds of evil, and Ouyang Yu has two bodyguards in the foundation building period by his side, if he chooses this team, he can't tell who is the team leader at that time.

Feeling everyone's sympathetic gaze, Zhu Zao, who was brought by Yan Bei for the reason of being a chef, said that he was a little square.

Looking at Ouyang Yu, who was pale, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and low air pressure, and looked at the ink-dyed fragrance with a faint expectation in his eyes, Zhu Zao said in his heart: She couldn't guess where this plot would go.

But when she looked back at the loving smile on Yan Bei's face, she could only raise her hand to cover her face, her eyes full of lovelessness.

"Ziyun real person, then I'll choose this team." Yan Bei pointed at Mo Dye Xiang and the others, and smiled lightly at Ziyun Zhenren.

Ziyun nodded, gave her an admiring look, coughed twice, and rushed to the ink and dyed incense and others:

"Then the ten of you will follow the team of Uncle Yan."

"That's it!" He raised his hand, waved it, and said with a majestic exhortation: "Now that the team has been divided, then follow all the uncles into the cabin and prepare to go!" The flying boat will set off immediately, and you will be able to reach the entrance of the secret realm in three days, I hope everyone is fully prepared and will not live up to the expectations of the sect! ”

With that, he waved his hand, turned his back to the crowd, picked up the magic trick, and started the huge flying boat.

For a moment, everyone on the flying boat felt a slight tremor, and then a dazzling white light lit up above the flying boat, and a golden disc as big as a sea bowl appeared above everyone's heads, spreading rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually enveloping the entire flying boat.

This is the defensive cover on the spaceship, after it completely envelops the flying boat, the flying boat is like an arrow off the string, "boom", with a full boat of disciples flew into the clouds, with a group of young people's hearts to seek immortals, flew to the secret realm of trials.

The disciples were excited and nervous, but this was not the end, a sharp sword buzzed through the sky to the head of the flying boat, causing everyone on the deck to startle.

When everyone looked up, they saw a giant sword phantom flying down from the clouds, straight into the middle of the ship, and where it stood, forming an eye-catching symbol.

Looking at it from afar, you can feel the fierce sword intent emanating from its body at a glance.

A disciple looked at this sword and exclaimed, "It turns out that this is the sword intent of Ziyun Zhenren!" It's so strong! ”

"Sword intent?" Some disciples were puzzled, as if it was the first time they had heard this word.

"Yes, Sword Intent." The affirmative female voice sounded, and Yan Bei only listened to the voice, and knew that these words came from Lin Yi's mouth.

Seeing everyone looking over, she smiled mildly and explained, "Master said that in our Sword Sect, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the strength, but it is not absolute. ”

"Sword intent! is the key to the decision! ”

"Uncle Lin, what is sword intent?" Another disciple asked.

The teachers in the sect are limited, and not all of them can get the transmission of their master, most of them just practice on their own and comprehend on their own, and no one has explained such a thing as sword intent to them at all.

For a while, looking at Lin Yi's gaze, he couldn't help but have a hint of envy.

Lin still felt everyone's envy, a little embarrassed, and shook his head with a smile: "Master said that the sword intent is everyone's understanding of the sword, and there is no specific explanation, so everything has to be understood by everyone." ”

What he said, what he said was the same as what he didn't say, and the disciples couldn't help but feel lost, but they still didn't forget the rules, and thanked Lin Yi, and then left in a huff.

It's just that the faces that turned around were not all grateful, and there were many who didn't think so, thinking that Lin was still unwilling to reveal it to his people.

In this regard, Yan Bei, a person who has read the script, said that Lin is still a little wronged, because Mo Xianchen did tell her that.

It's a pity that there are too many narrow-minded people in this world

Wait a minute! Something seems wrong!

Yan Bei quickly withdrew the gaze placed on Lin Yi and looked in front of him, and saw that Mo Ranxiang and Ouyang Yu had already stood in front of him at some point.

The look in the eyes of the two of them is the same as the "narrow-minded" people she just said!

That's not going to work! Such three views are completely wrong!

Yan Bei frowned, feeling that he needed to take advantage of this opportunity to make some changes.

"Ahem!" Coughing twice, the two villains looked at him before meeting, Yan Bei said with a faint expression:

"Let's go inside."

As he spoke, he stepped into the cabin first.

Zhu saw his backer leave early, but he didn't dare to stay in this group of villains, so he immediately slipped away with Yan Bei.

Seeing this, Ouyang Yu flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes, looked sideways at the expressionless ink-dyed incense, and asked tentatively:

"Do you know this uncle?"

Mo Ranxiang glanced at him lightly, didn't answer, went straight through Ouyang Yu's pile of dog-legged little brothers, and followed Zhu Zao's footsteps into the cabin.

It was not the first time that Ouyang Yu had been coldly looked at by her, but this time, he always felt that she seemed to be deliberately hiding something from him, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Looking at the place where the ink dyed incense disappeared with gloomy eyes, after a long time, he suddenly spoke, and without looking back, he coldly ordered the two bodyguards of the foundation building period behind him:

"Keep an eye on that uncle ancestor who suddenly appeared, I want to see what this woman is doing without me!"

After explaining, he smiled coldly and walked into the cabin.