Jia Bing came from thousands of miles to watch the ceremony, didn't he just want to grab a few good disciples from the mouth of Fengyun Sect, this ceremony just started and left in a hurry, everyone present noticed that looking at the excitement was not just as simple as being able to help Song Ge cast.

Usually, Jia Bingzhu is invited to say all the good things about the weapon, and the good things may not be invited, even if they should be promised, they don't know until the Year of the Monkey.

Now that Jia Bing is excited to leave, everyone has guessed that he must be casting some amazing weapon, and they all keep this matter in their hearts.

The news of this ceremony was one after another, and everyone looked at them still sitting in the square, and their thoughts didn't know where to fly.

Is it really so attractive for so many people to come to watch the ceremony in the selection of new disciples? What is the purpose of whether it is the people of the Fengyun Sect or the visitors.

Didn't you just want to find out why the Fengyun Sect moved from Wangxu to the Northern Regions twelve years ago?

In this viewing ceremony, the realms of Song Ge and Ying Wuxing broke out one after another, and Fengyun Sect can be said to be able to stop for a long time.

At the same time, the realm of the two of them broke out, and if you don't care about the cake that should not be painted in the long run, it may not be a good thing for the world.

Ben was struggling to survive in the bitter sea, and now Fengyun Sect has become a behemoth ship sailing in the bitter sea, no matter how big it is, there is a limit, can everyone take this boat? What if you can't catch this boat?

It's okay not to get in the way, but if it's in the way, there must be only one end to crushing.

The imbalance of power may change dramatically in the world.

On the high platform, Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe also kept talking, and from time to time they still glanced at Song Ge, and they also had no intention of paying attention to the selection of disciples.

The only one in the field who was staring seriously at the water curtain was probably Song Ge.

Modern people have seen a messy selection of the sea, and the selection of the cultivation sect is the first time that the eldest girl has been on the sedan chair.

Driven by curiosity, she stared at the water curtain intently, and her nervous mood almost made the expression on her face uncontrollable.

More than 10,000 grids are playing the picture Song Ge didn't look dazzled, on the contrary, he probably had a model in his heart about the venue for the selection of disciples, and he didn't know whether to say that she was talented, or if curiosity drove her to be flexible in her eyes.

The selection venue is not very large, and at least half of the grid screen shows the figures of the two people.

After a stick of incense, Song Ge's eyes glowed from the beginning to the current dullness, and his face turned pale.

She was a little whimsical, and the selection was completely different from what she imagined.

After more than 30 years of modern life, concepts have long been deeply rooted in the bones, and Song Ge ushered in the first conflict of different world concepts.

The problem has always been, but Song Ge has always chosen to escape, just like the man's heart of his daughter.

Everyone thinks she is a little girl, but she has always thought of herself as a pure master in her heart.

The conflict of concepts brought out the question of whether this was a man or a woman, and Song Ge felt that his head was a little heavy, and his body shook slightly and fell forward uncontrollably.

At this time, she kept pressing her big hand on her shoulder, so that she sat firmly in the chair and did not fall down.

Song Ge felt the warmth of his shoulders and looked up, and saw that it was Song Shanhe, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he said weakly: "Grandpa, I want to go home." ”

Hearing this, Song Shanhe, who was expressionless, had a look of hesitation flashing on his face, looked at Song Ge and sighed, and said, "You are tired." ”

Song Shanhe's getting up attracted the attention of the visitors below, but at this time, Ying Wuxing was already in front of Song Ge, and the people below couldn't see Song Ge at all, so they couldn't find her abnormality.

Ying Wuxing saw that everyone was looking over, he smiled and said, "Senior sister is obsessed with cultivation all day long, and she is too tired, so I won't continue to accompany you to watch the ceremony." ”

Everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with hearing it, but Song Ge didn't like this kind of excitement, and few martial idiots liked such excitement, so they bowed together and said, "Congratulations to the seniors!"

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone bowed their heads and saluted, Song Shanhe took Song Ge to step into the void and head towards the back mountain.

When everyone looked up, they only saw the long-haired and small body next to the tall figure in the distance, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in their hearts.

This sense of loneliness is explained in everyone's hearts, and the world of martial idiots is not lonely and lonely, only accompanied by martial arts all day long.

All the way back to the gourd vine, Song Ge was confused, and even Song Shanhe flew with her and did not feel like a strong wind slapping her face.

Song Ge sat under the gourd vine with his knees crossed, looking into the distance with a dull look.

The seven gourds jingle dong dong swayed non-stop, as if he could feel Song Ge's contradiction at the moment, so as to be relieved in this way.

never got a reply from Song Ge, and the seven gourds seemed to be deflated and quieted down.

Song Shanhe heard Ying Wuxing say that he wanted to accept apprentices on behalf of his teacher, and thought he was tricking him, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He understood the importance of the gourd, and sighed and sat down cross-legged to protect Song Ge.

Song Ge's mind was full of the pictures shown by the water curtain repeatedly.

Bloody is the only tone of those pictures, and the treatment of human life as a mustard is vividly reflected in those pictures.

Song Ge, who grew up in a society governed by the rule of law, had never seen a broken arm and stump, blood spurting out, and the onlookers took it for granted.

That's not a TV drama acting, a piece of fresh life is really dying.

Although the world is not peaceful under the legal society, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, there is still a law, and there is no law here, only the strong and the weak.

Just the fool who explained the law of the jungle in the selection of disciples understands, what about outside the family Fengyun Sect?

Song Ge and his contradictions at the moment, going to the end of the world with a sword is not the heroic dry clouds imagined, there may be flying disasters, and long knives chopping heads.

The man holding the long sword smiled with disdain, the woman's face was full of blood and despair, her legs were cut off and crawled unwillingly, and she was determined to fight back before she died...

It's just that he saw some pictures, but Song Ge seemed to have experienced it himself.

She is the woman with a bloody face, the man who smiles evilly and dismisses...

Who is it? Song Ge asked himself, with the long sword in front of him, is he the woman with a bloody face, or the evil smiling man who treats human life like a mustard? Kill with a sword or kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?

Further evil thoughts, a step back from the abyss of despair, fall or fall?

Song Ge looked into the distance sluggishly, and Song Shanhe looked at Song Ge's thin back calmly.

As the sun set, the selection of disciples was over, and Ying Wuxing sent everyone away, and when he came to the back mountain, he saw this scene.

"Senior brother, what are you doing, why are you still stupid?"

"What should I do then?" Song Shanhe shook his hand at the head of the family, the children are only in charge of life, no matter how much he teaches, where does he know how to do this.

"Is it my own grandfather? You are persuading!" Ying Wuxing lowered his voice and almost gritted his teeth to say.

Song Shanhe said faintly: "Now you are being beaten up as a senior brother." ”

Hiss...

Ying Wuxing glared at him and threatened: "Is it true that I can't beat you in those years? believe it or not, I will return the injuries you beat me once." ”

"Ge'er," Song Shanhe turned his head and smiled and walked towards the gourd vine, seeing that Song Ge still looked stupid when he turned around, he said, "Do you remember what you said?"

"What?"

"Who said that women are not as good as men, why can't daughters reach the top of the world, the world is still waiting for you to step on it!"

"Oh" Song Ge still looked sluggish.

What kind of bullshit is this? What about writing Spring Festival couplets? It's just that the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, I can't count on it, I have to come by myself, I should try to think about it, stumbling and learning to sing Song Ge at that time:

"The world is long, and the passers-by are in a hurry,

The tide rises and falls,

Grievances and grievances are white heads of life and death,

A few people can see through it,

Red dust, rolling infatuation, deep love,

Gathering and scattering at some point,

Leave half sober and half drunk..."

Song Ge's eyes gradually brightened, and he muttered to himself: "Leave half sober and half drunk..."

Falling or falling is not what she wants, why do she have to choose one? Leave half sober and half drunk, she is a stupid Song Song and a big star Song Song, she is an Earth Song Song or a Tianxing Song Song, half stupid and half dazzling, half Earth and half Tianxing.

Abide by the original intention, and the bottom line is not lost.

Are men and women really heavy either?

"It's not important, hahaha..."Song Ge looked up to the sky and laughed.

Ying Wuxing, who sang hard, and Song Shanhe, who was full of disgust, looked at each other speechlessly, and their eyes were asking each other: Won't you really be crazy?