"Thank you, boss, for taking me in. ”

The beggar caught the cut cake with both hands, knelt on one knee, and saluted Fan Jian.

Tang Long was stunned on the side.

Am I right?

The head of the sect actually recruited a beggar as a disciple?

There was laughter all around.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, I don't enter the three or four yam sects of the stream, and even beggars are recruited in order to make up the quota. ”

"Didn't you hear just now? That beggar came to his door for a piece of cake-cutting, and a piece of cake was exchanged for a beggar as a disciple, hahaha, the head of the Sansi Yam Sect is really good at doing business!"

Niu Laosan laughed vigorously.

Tsing Yi Xiaodao smiled and leaned back.

Wang Hu and Zhang He also laughed again and again.

It's funny!

It's so funny!

Laugh to death!

It's just laughing to death!

A sect that does not enter the stream is only worthy of recruiting beggars as disciples.

In full view.

The beggar, with his hair scattered, was swept by the wind, and in just a moment, he swallowed three catties of cut cakes into his stomach.

Fan Jian immediately handed over the tea.

"Thank you, sir. ”

The beggar took the tea and drank it all.

Fan Jian noticed that the eyes of the beggar under the cloak were very bright, as clear as two bays of clear springs.

The nails on his hands are neatly trimmed, a mouthful of white teeth is exposed when he speaks, and his facial features are upright, not handsome, but definitely not ugly.

"Come on, since you have joined my three or four yam sects, write your high surname on the roster. ”

Fan Jian asked Tang Long to spread out the roster, and he personally handed over the brush.

The moment the beggar took the brush, his right hand shook suddenly, and Fan Jian didn't care.

The beggar was upright and wrote two words on the roster - Zhou Yan.

"Zhou Yan, good name. ”

Fan Jian exclaimed.

The beggar Zhou Yan hurriedly returned the brush to Fan Jian, hugged his fists and said: "The head of the family has won the award, Zhou Yan, the word Wenliang, is a native of Hongdong County, Nanzhou, because he followed his uncle to Dongzhou to do business, but he didn't want the merchant ship to encounter a hurricane in the lake, and the ship was destroyed and people died." ”

"The whole ship of goods sank into the river, and my uncle was also buried in the river, leaving me alone, adrift here, fortunately taken in by the master. ”

Fan Jian found that Zhou Yan spoke clearly and spoke in an orderly manner, obviously describing a very sad matter, but his eyes were calm and calm, which showed that his heart was very calm.

He patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You're welcome, we will be a family in the future, and there will be unexpected benefits when we enter my door." ”

The two were talking.

There was a sudden commotion in the surrounding crowd.

"Yun Potian is here! Feng Ming City only came on the first day!"

This news instantly detonated the entire enrollment square.

All the big names in the sect rushed out.

Fan Jian also walked out of the tent and watched with everyone.

I saw a team coming from the street in the distance.

At the front of the line was a slender black-clothed boy.

The young man walked with a tiger, his eyebrows were heroic, and his gestures exuded a temperament that was completely inconsistent with his age.

He held the wheel in his right hand and a heavy sword in his left.

His whole being was like a sword in his hand.

Hide the sword in the front and wait in the sheath.

When the sword is unsheathed, blood will be splashed.

This black-clothed young man is the first sword genius in Fengming City, Yun Potian.

As soon as he appeared, the crowd spontaneously parted and spontaneously made way for him.

The road that the clouds traveled through the sky was as straight as his sword.

He walked directly through the crowd, came to the center of the enrollment square, drove the wheel easily, and immediately stepped forward to catch the wheel.

Many people looked at it curiously, the big car that Yun Potian personally pulled, today is the day of enrollment of major sects, I don't know what Yun Potian is pulling a car for?

At this time, many sect giants stepped forward one after another, wanting to make a familiar face in front of Yun Potian.

However, the appearance of two big people instantly cut off their thoughts.

Wang Hu, the deputy sect leader of the White Tiger Sect, walked through the crowd and came to Yun Potian.

Zhang He, the elder of the Black Cloud Sect, stood tall in the clouds, carrying a body of immortal wind dao bones, and also came to Yun Potian.

"Potian, how are you thinking about it? Joining my White Tiger Sect will definitely make you soar. ”

"Breaking the sky, join my Black Cloud Sect, I guarantee that you can enjoy countless sources of cultivation, all the exercises of the entire Black Cloud Sect are open to you, all the elders, the Supreme Elders, will spare no effort, devote all their efforts to cultivate you carefully. Don't think about it anymore, joining my Black Cloud Sect is the right choice for you. ”

"No, you must not be fooled by this bull's nose. As for the Black Cloud Sect's broken sect, what are some awesome exercises? Elder and Elder Taishang? Who doesn't know that only a handful of their elders have withered?"

"Wang Laohu, don't deceive people too much! You dare to belittle my Black Cloud Sect? What? Your White Tiger Sect is very remarkable? Who doesn't know that your White Tiger Sect has produced some male thieves and female prostitutes?"

The two bigwigs from the fifth-rate sect, in order to compete for Yun Potian, pinched each other like two mad dogs.

The audience around is an eye-opener.

Fan Jian looked at Wang Hu and Zhang He, who had hideous faces, and secretly complained in his heart.

Damn! This is the legendary master of the world?

The two big shots, in order to compete for Yun Potian, quarreled fiercely.

Fan Jian sneered in his heart.

He had already discovered that Yun Potian's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and his face was sad.

I was watching him personally help the wheel, pull a big car, and think about the people carried in the car, and have a very close relationship with him.

And that person must be seriously ill, otherwise, he would not have let this Fengming City come here in person on the first day.

Fan Jian was almost there, and guessed the intention of Yun Potian.

He must have wanted to use the power of the hundreds of sects present to heal and save the people in the car.

It's ridiculous that Wang Hu and Zhang He actually ignore the big car behind them, and only care about scrambling for people to join their sect.

Moreover!

I can't see the height of my eyelids at all, and I still come to recruit disciples?

Fan Jian despised them from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, it was as Fan Jian expected.

Yun Potian stopped the quarrel between the two.

He bowed to the two of them first, and then said earnestly: "The two seniors, it's not that I don't want to worship your majesty, but now my father is suffering from a strange illness and has never been able to wake up, and I hope that the two seniors will save my father, as long as I can save my father, I will never say a word, and immediately join his disciples." ”

Hear this.

Wang Hu and Zhang He suddenly felt like they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their spirits were shaken.

"Hurry up, bring Ling Zun out, Poor Dao knows a little bit of medical skills, maybe he can save Ling Zun. ”

Zhang He waved his hand, stroked his beard, and the fairy wind bones on his body were not chic.

"Coincidentally, this seat also knows some medical skills, so please invite Ling Zun out, maybe this seat can make Ling Zun wake up easily with a little means. ”

Wang Hu put his hands behind his back and looked arrogant, it seemed that only in this way could Zhang He's arrogance be compared.

Yun Potian hurriedly let people, lightly, and lifted a middle-aged man out of the car.

As soon as the middle-aged man was lifted out, everyone immediately heard the earth-shattering snoring.