Lu Jiu has a request, and Emperor Shifang will naturally not refuse, but this does not mean that he will not seek benefits for himself.

"You can let me spar you, but I'm very strict, so you're not allowed to cry when the time comes?"

Lu Jiuque was annoyed: "When have I ever cried!" It was as if she had done such a thing.

Emperor Shifang smiled happily, and with a hook of his thin and charming lips, he gave birth to all kinds of elegance.

"That's fine, but I'm going to charge a guide fee."

His slender fingers stretched out and touched her lips lightly, his eyes were deep, and he said faintly: "Just use it to pay, I will definitely do my best to teach you ......"

Looking at the evil little boy in front of him, Lu Jiuque's little heart was beating fast......

"Puff puff ......"

Whew!

It's really, so exciting!

Great Demon King, you old demon, look at her accepting you-

"Good!"

"Good!"

……

This Lu Jiuque and Emperor Shifang launched special training, and since Yin Wuxian at that end had already spoken, he would not retract the preface, although it was just to attract Lu Jiuque, a slippery head, but in the end, the disciples of the Fighting Soul Sect, except for the newcomers Mei Ke and Yi Li, were all thrown into the trial tower by Yin Wuxian in this way.

It's just that some can only linger on the first and second floors of the Trial Tower, and some are allowed to enter the middle layer, and in the end, all the personal disciples plus Han Chengyu were all thrown to the eighth layer by him.

As for whether the poor disciples were dead or alive inside, Yin Wuxian didn't care at all.

In this way, time passed little by little, and gradually arrived at the days before the opening of the secret realm.

It's just that on this day, the Fighting Soul Sect suddenly ushered in a guest, and this person was none other than the Northern Envoy Mengtu.

As soon as Meng Tu sat down, he immediately poured a few mouthfuls of water on himself, and then patted his thigh, while carefully looking at Yin Wuxian with his eyes, he pondered and said: "Sect Master Yin, there may be some changes in the quota for going to the secret realm this time......

Yin Wuxian raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Oh? Was there any accident? But my Fighting Soul Sect disciple did win the first place in the big competition, you shouldn't want to exploit our quota to enter the secret realm, right? ”

Although Yin Wuji's voice was extremely calm, Meng Tu had been a northern envoy for so many years, so he naturally knew this partner very well.

Once Yin Wuxian shows a gentler smile, it means that there are more intrigues in the heart of this thing!

Afraid that Yin Wuxian would hold a grudge against him, thinking that he had done something black, Meng Tu hurriedly said: "No, no, no...... That's not the case! On the contrary, the temple has made a decision to let each sect expand the team that goes to the secret realm......"

Enlarge?!

Not to cut, but to expand?

The other disciples and elders almost thought that they had misheard, only Yin Wuxian's face was a little inexplicable, he squinted lightly and asked, "Oh? Why did the people of the temple suddenly make such a decision? ”

"Alas......" Montu sighed deeply and said, "It's not because of the Four Realms City, because the Four Realms City has been broken, and the strength of the human race is not balanced, especially the death of Wu Ma Jian, it can be said that our strength has been greatly reduced, so in order to cultivate talents as much as possible, the temple has decided to expand the number of places to enter the secret realm!" After all, the more people who go in, the more likely we are to find talent, right? ”