When Qin Hao returned to the Lingyu County Palace, he returned to Wang Yitian's room, only to find that the entire room was messy, with obvious traces of fighting.

Wang Yitian, who was lying on the bed, was gone, and Bao Jingyi was nowhere to be found.

Qin Hao tentatively shouted Bao Jingyi's name twice, but all he answered was a lonely voice.

"Oh no!" Qin Hao frowned, he rummaged around the room and found a token on the edge of the big bed, the front of the token was engraved with the word "core", and on the reverse side was a pattern of a drop of water, this pattern Qin Hao had vaguely seen somewhere.

patting his head, Qin Hao's eyes dimmed: "Oriental Book...... Shimizu Sect!"

At this time, Wang Song suddenly appeared at the door, Qin Hao turned around and looked at him with murderous eyes: "Why did you deliberately lead me away." ”

"You must join the Qingshui Sect. Wang Song lowered his eyebrows, and looked at Qin Hao with a pair of blank eyes as if he had been looking at him for ten thousand years.

"No matter which sect of the Five Sects of Tianfu I join, I will not choose the Qingshui Sect, I don't care what your purpose is, I advise you to die this heart as soon as possible!" Qin Hao said coldly.

Wang Song smiled, this was the first time Qin Hao had seen him smile, only to see him wave his hand, and the figure disappeared in some way, leaving only a pale laugh: "You will go, you will definitely go." ”

At dawn the next day, there are countless warriors on the street who are busy in front of the ring, there is a table in the ring, and there is an old man with a thin face sitting in front of the table.

Next to the old man stood a young man, the man was no more than twenty years old, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his tall figure looked heroic from a distance.

This old man is one of the five elders of the Qingshui Sect - Fang Zhen, because of his profound cultivation, he has countless disciples and is called Fang Shi by the disciples of the Qingshui Sect.

And that handsome young man is Dongfang Yin, the elder brother of Dongfang Ji, who is Fang Zhen's extremely beloved disciple.

At this moment, Dongfang Yin was beside Fang Yin, and while the two were talking in a whisper, Fang Zhen smiled and squinted, looking at Dongfang Yin with admiration.

Dongfang Yin bowed slightly towards Fang Zhen, and then walked to the table, looking at the martial artist under the ring condescendingly: "Qingshui Sect is one of the five sects of Tianfu, recruiting disciples in the mortal realm today is the blessing of mortals such as you, flying to the sky is just the beginning of the martial arts, after a hundred years, you still have to return to the earth, if you want to live forever, you have to learn more advanced exercises, comprehend a deeper artistic conception." ”

As soon as his words came out, the warriors in the ring sighed.

Feitian is already the pinnacle existence of the Divine Continent, and after Feitian...... This is a realm that they dare not imagine at all, both distant and confused......

Looking at the reaction below, Dongfang Yin said disdainfully: "If you join the Qingshui Sect, you will be able to break through the flying sky and become a member of the immortals from now on, but the ugly words are ahead, our sect will definitely not recruit waste, you will come to the stage one by one to show your spiritual weapons, and only those who are valued by Master Fang can enter the sect." ”

Saying that, he looked at Fang Zhen respectfully, Fang Zhen nodded, and Dongfang Yin continued: "Everyone only has one chance to show the spirit weapon, if it is a double martial artist who shows the double spirit weapon together, he can enter the sect unconditionally." ”

"Wow!" The bottom of the ring instantly boiled, and they were envious when they heard that they could enter the Qingshui Sect unconditionally, and their voices burst out, but when they thought that this was a treatment that only Shuangkai martial artists could have, their voices fell back in an instant.

"How is this possible? Do you think that the Shuangkai Martial Arts is a cabbage sold at the end of the street, and you can win the bid by picking any one?"

"yes, I'm almost thirty years old. If I am a Shuangkai Martial Artist, why do I have to wait until today to enter the Heavenly Mansion to practice?"

"I've already explained the rules to you, it's your business to listen or not, from now on you will go to the stage in turn to show your spiritual weapons, if anyone wastes time and sabotages the big matter of recruiting disciples, don't blame me for being ruthless. Dongfang Yin said as his figure retreated in a flash, leaving an empty ring waiting for the arrival of the warriors.

"Teleport!" In the corner of the crowd, Qin Hao recognized Dongfang Yin's body method at a glance, such a body method he had seen in Dongfang Shu's body.

He looked at Dongfang Yin's face intently, and the more carefully he looked at it, the more surprisingly similar he felt.

"Dongfang Hidden ......" Qin Hao frowned slightly, he didn't want to come, but Bao Jingyi was captured by the people of the Qingshui Sect, so he had to come here to fight, he never expected that this world would be so small, and the enemy who deliberately changed his breath to avoid appeared in front of his eyes like this.

"Which of you comes first?" said Dongfang on the stage, impatiently.

A rough voice came, and a tall black-faced man rushed to the ring with a black axe in his hand.

"Lao Tzu comes first!" the big man bowed towards Fang Ji, and then his huge body shook and his body shook, exuding a third-rate martial artist's aura from him.

"A third-rate early martial artist, the spirit weapon is not high-grade, and it is not qualified. Fang Scar shook his head, his eyelids reluctant to lift a few bit.

"No, you go down. Dongfang Yin looked at Dahan and said coldly.

"Give me another chance, I've been waiting for this opportunity for many years, please, Master Fang, give me another chance, I want to join the sect, even if it's an outer disciple. The big man knelt on the ground, crying and begging Fang Scar, this appearance matched with his own face, which made people have a little headache to see.

"Get out!" Dongfang Yin's face was gloomy, and he kicked the big man out of the ring with one kick, and his kick was as fast as lightning, and before everyone could see his movements, the big man fainted to the ground like a dead man.

The warriors under the ring gasped, and for a while, some people began to retreat.

It doesn't matter if a third-rate martial artist can't look down on it, the spirit weapon of the big man is at least of the middle grade, but he was out of the game without even reporting the grade, not high-grade...... Eighteen chaotic counties, how many grades are high-grade spiritual weapons......

Seeing someone leaving, Dongfang Yin was not angry and smiled: "If you want to go, just go, if you can't meet the requirements, you will only be like him, continue to show your spiritual weapons, I hope you will do it yourself!"

The spiritual weapon continued to be displayed, and in an hour, batch after batch of warriors came to the stage to show, but none of these people were qualified, and they all left in despair.

"Haha, I've succeeded, I can enter the sect to practice!" Suddenly, an excited voice came, Qin Hao followed the prestige, and saw a thin man jumping up happily with the long sword in his hand.

"Is anyone finally qualified...... "There is a sigh of envy of the martial artist.

"A third-rate late-stage martial artist, with high-quality spiritual weapons, is qualified, and can enter the sect to do miscellaneous labor. Fang Scar's indifferent voice interrupted the emaciated man's smile.

"What? Such a talent is actually just suppressed and can't even be an outer disciple?"

"Forget it, I'd better take the initiative to leave by myself, although this Qingshui Sect is good, it's not a place I can enter. ”

Finally, one person barely passed, but because of the miscellaneous servants, a group of warriors were scared away.

Qin Hao has been watching all this coldly, his face is calm, but his heart is turbulent.

It stands to reason that this emaciated man's strength and talent are no worse than those of the Eight Great Courtyard Masters of the former Martial County, but such an excellent martial artist enjoys such inferior treatment......

"Qingshui Sect, how deep do you really have......" Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a strange light, and the martial artists who stopped and walked in the ring were not looked at by him.

Another hour passed, and all the martial artists had been displayed, Fang Zhen walked out of the table, looked at the eight martial artists who were picked out, and shook his head in disappointment: "Poor." ”

These warriors were very happy to be selected, and they didn't dare to say anything even if they were said badly.

"Take them back to the sect. Fang Zhen turned to look at Dongfang Yin and instructed.

"Master Fang, didn't you say that you would accept one person as a closed disciple this time when ......you went down the mountain?

Before Dongfang Yin finished speaking, Fang Zhen interrupted coldly: "They are not worthy! Eight people, one person is outside, seven people are handy, people are handed over to you, Lingyu County, I will never come again!"

"Congratulations to Master Fang. Dongfang Yin bowed slightly towards him, and the moment he lowered his head, his eyes flashed with a strange sneer.

"Wait. A voice came, causing Dongfang Yin's smile to dissipate, and he raised his head and angrily reprimanded Qin Hao: "The time to display the spirit weapon has ended, are you here to make trouble?"

Qin Hao shook his head indifferently, and looked at him without flinching at all: "I haven't shown the spirit weapon yet, how can it be over?"

"Do you want to show the spirit weapon?" Dongfang Yin looked at Qin Hao's martial artist costume and sneered disdainfully: "A martial artist also wants to enter my Qingshui Sect?

"What's wrong with Tianfu? What about the Qingshui Sect? Could it be that your requirements for recruiting disciples can be changed at any time?" Qin Hao sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, you're just a disciple in the Qingshui Sect, right?

"Boy, you dare to slander me!"

Dongfang Yin scolded angrily, seeing that he was about to make a move, Fang Zhen's original steps about to leave stopped.

"Let him come to power. Fang Zhen said coldly.

"Master Fang, he's just a small martial artist, obviously here to make trouble, just wait for me to drive him away, why waste your time. Dongfang bowed incognito.

"I said, let him come to the stage and show the spirit weapon!" Fang Zhen's face was gloomy, and there was murderous aura in his deep eyes.

Dongfang Yin wanted to say something, but after feeling this terrifying murderous aura, he didn't dare to say anything more for a moment.

Qin Hao walked to the ring without hurrying, and when he passed by Dongfang Yin, his shoulder touched Dongfang Yin's shoulder, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, close to his ear, and whispered: "Next time you play conspiracy, learn to be smarter, you are too obvious." ”