Putting the other half of Yuheng into the storage space, the task of coming to Bishan was finally completed, glanced at Ye Agarwood in the ruins, and sighed.

In the past and present life, grievances and grievances should be resolved by themselves.

At this time, Ye Agarwood had returned to normal, although his eyes were empty but not confused, looking at the devastated backyard, he looked up at Mu Qingxiao, and his heart was full of fear.

Although she carried resentment, she practiced in this extreme yin place for decades, and finally cultivated the ghost pill, but it was only equivalent to the golden pill stage of the cultivation realm.

Ye Agarwood knew very well in his heart that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him was actually an extremely terrifying existence.

The courtyard is so dilapidated, but there is no trace of the owner, it must be more than lucky.

"The adults have got what they want, can you let the little girl live?"

Ye Agarwood put her attitude in a very low position, her tone was very respectful, her obsession in her heart was not achieved, she didn't want to be wiped out now.

"You weren't supposed to be in the world."

The calm voice was like thunder, which made Ye Agarwood's body tremble.

In the entire Zixian Villa, it can be said that there are ghosts everywhere, although not all of them are powerful ghosts like Ye Agarwood who open their minds, but once they are released, they are definitely devastated.

After all, some ghosts who have not opened their minds are not like Ye Shenxiang who knows how to think, and when they see a living person, they will turn into hungry wolves and pounce on them without hesitation, just like before.

Glancing at Ye Agarwood, Mu Qingxiao said: "It is not easy for ordinary ghosts to cultivate the Inner Dan, this seat will let you live today, so that you can do it yourself." ”

Hearing this, if Ye Agarwood was amnesty, the stone that was pressed in her heart finally fell, as long as the latter didn't kill her, even if she was allowed to serve, it was not impossible.

Mu Qingxiao naturally didn't know what Ye Shenxiang was thinking, otherwise, she would have to slap her soul away.

"It's time to go back to Tianyun City."

When Ye Agarwood raised his head, he saw that the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and Mu Qingxiao's figure disappeared from the spot without a trace.

After leaving Zixian Villa, Mu Qingxiao took the lead in going to Cuiping Village, and told the village chief that the previous situation would not happen, so he left Bishan directly.

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Time flies, time flies, and five years of time quietly slip away in the blink of an eye.

Kunlun Mountain, Tianyong City.

Tianyun City is the world's first major cultivation sect, since ancient times to spread the cultivation method of respecting the Qing and suppressing turbidity, today is the annual five-year, an important day to recruit new disciples.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles from Tianyong City, countless people came here, hoping to worship under the gate of Tianyong City and practice the art of becoming immortals.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, at the gate of Tianyong City, at this time, there are crowds of people, crowded, noisy, and the people who come are lined up in a long line, tight and orderly.

No matter how high the temperature is, let them stand against the scorching sun for a few hours, as long as they can worship Tianyun City, they will not have any complaints.

At the front of the long dragon, there were several tables and chairs, and on the chairs sat several disciples of Tianyun City, who were responsible for registering information for those who came.

In Tianyong City, there are three kinds of disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples.

Outer disciples, equivalent to the most ordinary disciples, are generally the ones with the worst cultivation qualifications in the sect, with limited achievements and no qualifications to practice advanced swordsmanship.

Only after passing the assessment can you enter the inner door and get in touch with some quite advanced swordsmanship.

As for the inner disciples, their level is naturally higher than that of the outer disciples, and the resources they obtain every month will be much more.

Disciples, as the name suggests, have the highest level of cultivation resources and the highest level of mental methods.

Only a disciple like Ling Yue, with excellent qualifications, may be directly accepted by the elders of each hall if he is lucky, and this is a personal disciple.

At present, Ziyin Zhenren has two personal disciples, Ling Yue and Baili Tu Su, and Han Su Zhenren also has two personal disciples, Ling Duan and Fu Yuan.

"What's your name, your age, your place of origin?"

"Hao Jian, eighteen years old, from Lin'an..."

"Next, name, place of origin?"

"Zhu Yourong, twenty years old, a person from Qinchuan, please take care of my senior brother in the future." With that, the young man took out a piece of silver from his bosom and secretly stuffed it towards the registered disciple.

"Well, yes, I remember you, go ahead."

"Thank you, brother, thank you."

The registered disciple quietly took the silver, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he was annoyed by the sun exposure, registering for this group of ordinary people.

Of course, there are many people who are interested.

"Next, name, age, place of origin?"

"In Xia Yunjie, please take care of my senior brother.......

The young man had dark skin, smiled and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said in the tone of Zhu Yourong before.

The registered disciple took a breath impatiently, even if he gave him some benefits, if he didn't give benefits, who would listen to your chirping endlessly.

"I'll ask you for your name, age, and place of origin, and I'll fuck off if you're verbose!"

“..... Yes, yes, in Xia Yunjie, nineteen years old, from Luoyang. ”

"Next, age, place of origin."

"Wind and snow."

At this time, a woman in a green dress stepped forward, the woman seemed to be only about sixteen or seventeen years old, her long black and bright hair was draped over her fragrant shoulders, green and feminine.

One of the registered disciples was immediately dazzled by her, and his speech was slurred.

Without waiting for another disciple to speak, the impatient disciple sitting on the left side said: "In the assessment of new disciples of this sect, I have never accepted women, and this situation cannot be accepted, so let's go back and forth from there." ”

Feng Qingxue frowned and said, "If you have confiscated it, it doesn't mean that you can't accept it." ”

"Senior Brother Ling Duan, you can't just let other girls enter just because you only have Senior Sister Fu in your eyes, right?" The other disciple immediately pleaded in a low voice, obviously the relationship between the two was very good.

"You know shit, shut up."

The senior brother who was called Ling Duan let out a low shout, and the other disciple was suddenly frightened and did not dare to plead for mercy.

At this moment, a handsome young man behind Feng Qingxue spoke: "This little brother, there is no explicit rule in Tianyun City that female disciples are not recruited, right?" ”

"I have the final say on who signs up here, and you don't have to sign up for one more nonsense."

“...... Isn't Tianyun City a sect of cultivating immortals, so there is a bully like you? ”

Feng Qingxue was a little angry, she came to Tianyun City to find someone, if she couldn't even enter Tianyun City, it would be impossible to find the person she was looking for.

"Who do you say is bullying?"

Just as Ling Duan wanted to speak, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, the person who came was a woman, wearing a purple robe, the same age as Feng Qingxue, delicate and cute, like a lotus flower with dew.

The moment he saw the woman, Ling Duan immediately stood up and stepped forward with a smile on his face.

The woman is none other than the pearl of the head of Tianyun City, and it is also the woman he likes in his heart, Fleur.

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