A young man dressed in plain white clothes, short and short, with fine hazel freckles on the bridge of his nose, hurriedly ran to Miao Sirong.

Miao Sirong glanced at the disciple faintly and said, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Senior brother was injured by Wumen Hexiao!" the plain-shirted young man reported.

"Are you badly hurt?"

"Now I'm unconscious, covered in wounds!"

Dai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Miao sighed lightly: "Take me to see!"

"Well, he's in his own house!" the plain-shirted young man turned straight and headed for the highest hill.

......

The group climbed the highest mountain at great speed, and the majestic palace came into view.

There are dozens of "eyes" on the upper floors of the palace, which seem to be habitable.

"Is this where we live?" asked a young man with a tiger head, stars in his eyes.

Raising her eyebrows, Miao Sirong shook her head and said, "This is where I live with the other elders!"

"Where do we live, then?" said the young man, as if he had not seen a second palace here.

"Behind the palace!"

Then Miao Sirong led the group of young people through this majestic and magnificent palace.

Except for Qin Tian and the plain-shirted young man, the other disciples' mouths were slightly open, and in front of them were small and dilapidated wooden houses, neatly arranged.

They originally thought that the treatment of Xuanxian Sect was better than that of their family, but now that they saw it, it was 108,000 miles worse than their own family!

But no one dared to ask questions at this time.

Seeing their expressions, Miao Sirong snorted lightly: "I know what you are thinking now, you are all ringing in the family one by one, but you are not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers but to practice hard, and you have to endure any environment!"

"As long as you reach the realm of the Xuan King, you can come to live in the palace......"

Miao Sirong's voice was not loud, but it pierced people's hearts, which made this group of young people feel a lot better.

"Let's go see your senior brother!" Miao Sirong walked slowly, walking between the paths of the two wooden houses.

Beside the path, the front of the wooden houses is overgrown with weeds, and the path is also yellow dirt, which can be turned into a muddy road after a moment of rain.

"The female disciple of the secret sect lives on another mountain, and she is not allowed to enter without permission on weekdays!" Miao Sirong explained.

Then he slowly pushed open the wooden door, and with a creak, a handsome young man covered in blood lay flat on the wooden bed with his eyes closed, his eyes closed, and his face showed a look of pain.

Seeing this, Miao Sirong frowned slightly and asked, "Why did he get hurt like this?"

"Back to the Great Elder, it was originally me who had some conflict with a disciple of the Martial Sect, and the senior brother passed by to relieve the siege for me, and Nahe laughed halfway out and fought with the senior brother!" said the young man in plain shirt, his face slightly guilty.

The other young people standing at the door were silent, bowing their heads slightly, waiting for all this to end.

Walking quickly to the young man's bedside, Miao Sirong took out a light red pill, which was covered with a halo, and the whole wooden house was filled with a refreshing fragrance of dan.

Stretching out two fingers as white as shallots, he gently pinched the thighs next to the corners of the handsome young man's mouth, and stuffed the light red elixir into it.

After a while, the painful look on the handsome young man's face gradually disappeared, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Miao Sirong, he hurriedly got up and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, the Great Elder came to the rescue!"

"Let's lie down..."Miao Sirong glanced at the handsome young man and said, "Han Xing, why are you so seriously injured?"

The handsome young man dodged his eyes and said, "There's nothing to say, it's still because of my lack of strength!"

Looking at the handsome young man standing in front of him, Qin Tian didn't see his cultivation, and said secretly: It seems that this Xuanxian Sect is also a Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, much stronger than the disciples in the Ice Spirit Holy Land.

This Han Xing was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old and had already reached the fifth level and above of the Xuanjiang Realm, which was among the best compared to the official disciples of the Ice Spirit Holy Land.

"You guys listen to me!" Miao Sirong said, "I don't allow any private fights in my secret door, if you find it, you will be expelled from the Xuanxian Gate!"

"But private fights are allowed between the doors, but they can't be killed, and those who are not strong will be nested in the door for me, and they are not allowed to lose the face of my secret door!"

"What if they come to the door?" Qin Tian asked.

Hearing this, Miao Sirong turned her head to look at Qin Tian, and said with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth: "Then beat me to death!"

Only then did Han Xing notice the unattractive young man standing behind Miao Sirong.

His pupils contracted, and Han Xing's voice said slightly, "This is the disciple you recruited this year?"

"That's right, how about it, the vision is not bad!" Miao Sirong said with a smile.

Hearing this, Han Xing sneered and said, "It seems that my position as a senior brother will give way in a short time." ”

"What's your name?" asked Han Xing.

Qin Tian hugged his fists and said: "Back to Senior Brother, my name is Qin Feng, and I will ask Senior Brother for more guidance in the future." ”

Hurriedly waved his hand, and Han Xing spoke: "With the current realm of Senior Brother Qin Feng, I believe that he will be able to surpass me in less than a year!"

"Don't brag to each other in front of me, a fifth level of the Xuan General Realm, and an eighth level of the Xuan General Realm are still geniuses outside, but they are not satisfactory in the Xuan Immortal Gate. Miao Sirong hurriedly poured a bucket of cold water on the heads of these two people and said, "When will you reach the Xuanwang realm before you are qualified to get it." ”

The Xuanwang Realm is a level that has stuck countless Xuanjiang Realm pinnacles, and it is not easy to break through it.

"You endure this breath first, and when you are strong, then go to Nahexiao for revenge. Miao Sirong turned her head to Han Xing and said.

"Follow the teachings of the Great Elder!" Han Xing said with his fists clenched and bowed his head.

"The rest of the men will come with me and arrange a place for you to live. After Miao Sirong finished speaking, she walked straight to the door.

"You live here..."

"You're going to live here!"

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Miao Sirong saw a stitch and saw a place where no one was around, so she arranged for a young man to live in it.

In the end, only Qin Tian and Miao Sirong were left, and they walked to the end of the yellow mud road, staring dryly.

"It's... It seems to be full, and there are no vacant places for you to live in. Miao Sirong's cheeks flushed slightly, "There are only many vacant seats for female disciples." ”

Qin Tian smiled dryly: "It's okay, I can live in a tent." ”

Hearing this, Miao Sirong hurriedly shook her head and said, "How can this work, doesn't it seem that I am abusing my disciples?"

"In this way, you will live in the palace from now on, so that I can teach you!"

The tip of his eyebrows was slightly raised, and Qin Tian said slowly: "If you do this, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among other disciples!"

"This... I have my own measure, you just don't say it. Miao Sirong said slowly.

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Stepping into the palace, a cool and dark fragrance hit me, and I climbed up the wooden staircase on one side.

Arrive at an empty room, which is simply furnished, but gorgeous. The room is round, against the wall, with a ring of fixed benches. The benches, the walls, and the ceilings were covered with richly nailed skins, which were as soft as the most precious carpets, and these skins were laid out thickly one on top of the other, as if walking on the grassiest racecourse, or lying on the most extravagant bed.

It's a little different from the small, dilapidated wooden hut outside.

Miao Sirong explained: "This palace has three floors, the first floor is for the elders to discuss major events, and the second and third floors are for living. ”

"Are these elders all disciples from before the Secret Gate, or did they join later?" Qin Tian asked.

After thinking for a moment, Miao Sirong replied, "There are both, the Xuanxian Sect Elder requires that the realm must reach the fifth level or above of the Xuanwang realm. ”

Slightly shocked, Qin Tian thought to himself: This is a full five-fold realm higher than the Ice Spirit Holy Land Elder's requirements.

"In the past few years, my secret sect has not been able to recruit genius disciples, and there is no high-quality fresh blood, so the secret sect has naturally become the weakest among the seven sects. Miao Sirong's face was slightly worried.

"Why can't you recruit genius disciples?" Qin Tian asked.

"At first, the martial arts were too strong, and the other doors had their own trump card methods, and the secret doors also had them, but relatively speaking, the disciples who wanted to learn the way of assassination were in the minority. Miao Sirong explained: "Later, it became a collective effect, and almost all of them thought that the secret door was the worst. ”

Hearing this, Qin Tian nodded thoughtfully.

"The secret gate has been at the bottom for six consecutive years, and if it is at the bottom again next year, then it will be erased from the Xuanxian Gate!" Miao Sirong's beautiful eyes flashed with worry.

Qin Tian was slightly disappointed in his heart, if there was a competition this year, it would be exactly what he wanted, but now this year's competition has been perfectly missed by him, and he has to wait for the next year.

Qin Tian, who heard the sound of Miao Sirong's words, hurriedly volunteered: "Next year, I should have the qualifications to compete with those core disciples at the peak of the Xuan General Realm!"

Miao Sirong slowly shook her head and said, "You need to get the top six to ensure that my secret gate continues to gain a foothold in the Xuanxian Gate!"

"The top six, is it difficult?" Qin Tian said lightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Han Xing is the seventh in this year's seven-door competition, and his cultivation is the eighth level of the Xuanjiang Realm, and above him is the ninth level of the Xuanjiang Realm, and even half a foot has stepped into the Xuanwang Realm. Miao Sirong explained, "You should be able to deal with the peak of the Xuan General Realm in a year, but if they all break through to the Xuan King, then..."

The pitch-black brows furrowed tightly, and Qin Tian groaned: "If I reach the Xuanwang realm, I am really difficult to deal with!"

"By the way, what kind of cultivation is Lei Ba now, the last time I saw the ranking list, he was the second among the top ten geniuses of the Sunset Empire. Qin Tian hurriedly asked, now he was eager to know his strength.

Miao Sirong blurted out in an instant without thinking: "He is the champion of this year's competition, half a foot into the ranks of the Xuan King, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the level of the Xuan King in another year." ”

"You can only hope that you don't run into him in the middle of the competition. ”

Hearing this, Qin Tian's heart trembled slightly, worthy of the cultivation speed of the Saint Rank Exercises...... He originally thought that after refining the Frost Spirit Flame, he would be able to qualify with this Thunder Lord's cultivation.

Unexpectedly, in more than three years, Lei Ba relied on the Deception Technique to climb from the third level of the Xuanling Realm to the half-step Xuanwang Realm, which is not terrifying.

However, Qin Tian was not discouraged at all, he didn't believe that he couldn't catch up with the Heaven Stepping Technique.

"Then in this way, if it is too late to-day, I will teach you myself tomorrow, and I hope that you will make corresponding contributions to my secret door. ”