Chapter 15: Innate Spirits

Changsheng and Qin Yu's faces sank, any one of these eight people could kill the four of them without much effort, if they became suspicious, then today next year would likely become the death day of the four of them.

The other seven also frowned slightly, thinking about it, this possibility is not non-existent.

After a short silence, Sect Leader Hua Qing spoke: "This token is indeed a token of the Nameless Master and Ancestor, Senior Brother Jiannan don't worry. ”

The head of the sect personally spoke, and the other seven naturally didn't say anything more. Changsheng and Qin Yu's hearts couldn't help but relax.

"You are here today, but you want to worship under the Jiuhua Sect?" asked a woman dressed in purple and with outstanding grace.

"Exactly!" Changsheng replied, "The four of us came to the Jiuhua Sect under the guidance of our predecessors, in order to worship under the Jiuhua Sect and cultivate martial arts and martial arts. ”

"Oh?" Hua Qing's expression moved slightly, "Have you cultivated martial arts and martial arts?"

"Yes. Changsheng replied.

Hua Qing pointed to a black iron pillar not far away, and said, "Do you see that iron pillar?"

Changsheng, Qin Yu, Lianmeng, and Butterfly Dance looked in the direction of Hua Qing's finger, but saw that there were many traces of impact on the black iron pillar, with different shades. Some are just faint scratches, others are deep dents,

"Now do all your strength and strike at the iron pillar. "Huaqing Road.

Changsheng's expression froze, knowing that this was a test for the four of himself, he didn't worry about Qin Yu and Pian Meng, but Butterfly Dance was born in an ordinary family and had never practiced martial arts or martial arts. However, if your results are amazing, then it should not be a problem to propose to stay in the butterfly dance.

The next moment, Changsheng began to move, and the cold wind blew out of thin air, and it was actually centered on Changsheng, forming a storm, and the wind swept through the hall, Qin Yu, Lianmeng, and Butterfly Dance were blown into the air and couldn't open their eyes. Immediately, the storm swept towards the black pillar of iron.

Seeing this scene, the eight people present were all shocked, such a might, among the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect, it was not weak, and Changsheng was just a teenager.

And when the eight people were surprised, the figure of Changsheng had already come to the front of the iron pillar.

"Wind Cut!"

Changsheng snapped, and suddenly three wind blades flew out of the storm and slashed straight towards the black iron pillar.

Three crisp crashing sounds sounded, and immediately, three clearly visible marks were left on the iron pillar.

"A Taste Sorcerer"

Sect Leader Hua Qing praised, and the seven first seats also nodded slightly, at the age of Changsheng, it is rare to be able to break through the warlock and reach the first-grade magician, and hit such a blow.

However, just when the eight people thought that the immortal technique had been completed, the storm centered on immortality spun wildly, and dozens of wind blades flew out of the storm in an instant, and under the stunned eyes of the eight people, they cut densely on the iron pillar, and one after another imprints were suddenly densely covered in the palm-sized place on the iron pillar.

"No, it's a three-grade magician!"

Hua Qing exclaimed, and the others also showed a little surprise.

"Wind and Cloud Palm!"

Changsheng snorted again, and his palm was mixed with a fierce wind, and it slammed into the place where the wind blade cut into the iron pillar.

bang

A loud crash echoed through the hall, and it was immediately visible that one of Changsheng's palms had sunk into the iron pillar.

"Martial arts and martial arts!"

The head of the sect and the eight first seats exclaimed together, their faces changed greatly, and there was a trace of fanaticism in the eyes that looked at the immortal.

At such a young age, being able to reach such a realm in martial arts and martial arts at the same time is not rare in the history of Jiuhua Sect.

"Hehe, the little doll has different talents, whether you are willing to specialize in swordsmanship, worship under my sword peak, if you turn your wind technique into sword qi, you can split mountains and rivers, and the future is limitless. ”

The man who had doubted the identities of the four before, and was called Jiannan's junior brother by Hua Qing, laughed out loud.

As soon as the words fell, a man with a strong body, tiger eyes and a kind of peerless domineering man, with a hint of mockery, opened his mouth and smiled: "Haha, I said Senior Brother Ling Jiannan, just now you were still doubting the identity of these four little dolls, why do you want to put away the apprentices now." ”

When Ling Jiannan heard this unkind remark, he glared angrily and said, "Ba Dao, you don't talk about cool things there, I'm also thinking about the sect!"

Ba Dao pursed his lips disapprovingly, and Ling Jiannan's face was angry, and at this time, Hua Qing Yuan said: "Okay, they are all senior brothers, don't worry about such a trivial matter." ”

Ling Jiannan and Ba Dao snorted coldly, not daring to say anything more.

Hua Qing paused and said, "This kid has excellent qualifications, but if he cultivates the way of the sword as Senior Brother Jiannan said, and turns the power of this wind and cloud into sword qi, some swords are off the rails." It's better to worship my Qingyun Peak, so that he can go further in his cultivation. ”

The faces of the other seven leaders suddenly became a little unnatural, such a cultivation wizard as Changsheng, they didn't want to take it into their own disciples, but Hua Qing accepted him as a disciple with just one sentence, which made the other seven leaders dissatisfied, but because Hua Qing was the head of the Jiuhua Sect, he didn't dare to say much.

Hua Qing nodded slightly, then looked at Qin Yu, Lian Meng, and Butterfly Dance, and said, "You guys also come to show it." ”

Qin Yu bowed slightly, walked towards the black iron pillar without hurry, and ran with brute strength, slowly wandering in the sun in his hand and the yin in his hand, at this moment, Qin Yu himself didn't know what he thought, and he actually slapped a palm like a ghost, and only used three or four tenths of his body's strength, leaving a faint palm print on the iron pillar.

Eight-rank samurai!

Hua Qing and the seven leaders were all a little disappointed, judging from Qin Yu's palm, his qualifications could only barely rank in the middle among the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect, but the eight people were relieved when they thought about it, among the four of them, there was a cultivation wizard like Changsheng, which was already very rare, and a genius like Changsheng was still very rare after all.

Qin Yu bowed slightly again and stood aside.

Changsheng and Mercy Meng were both a little surprised, and the two of them naturally knew that Qin Yu was far more than just showing this strength, but they didn't know why he did this.

Hua Qing nodded slightly, and motioned to Mercy Dream and Butterfly Dance to show their strength.

But I saw that the beautiful face of the dream was condensed, and a trace of cold air suddenly rose in the hall, and the ice flowers bloomed in the hands of the dream, and the ice flowers danced, crystal clear, and the cold light was dotted, withering into pieces of ice blades, and flying towards the iron pillar.

The ice blades were densely pierced on the iron pillar, making a scalp-numbing sound, and it was immediately seen that the place the size of the bowl on the iron pillar was actually full of ice blades.

Soon, the ice blade melted, and a dense layer of potholes appeared on the iron pillar.

"Fourth-grade high-level magician!"

The eight people present shouted loudly, even Changsheng and Qin Yu were stunned to look at the puncture marks left on the iron pillar, although the two of them knew that the ice technique cultivated by Lianmeng was very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"This girl, I want it from Bauhinia Garden. The woman in purple, with her extraordinary grace, spoke in an irrefutable tone.

"Senior Sister Zixuan, this is not very good, my Shufeng is also short of disciples, Senior Sister wants to include this girl in your disciple with just one sentence, it seems a little inappropriate. The woman in red on the side said.

Hua Qing coughed and said: "They are all people from the same door, whoever accepts the apprentice will be for Jiuhua Sect in the future, the two junior sisters don't fight, you might as well listen to the senior brother's words, this girl will worship under the door of Senior Sister Zixuan, and the other little girl will worship the peak of Senior Sister Jiaofeng."

A hint of smugness flashed in Zixuan's eyes, but the woman in red was a little stunned.

Immediately, the eyes of the eight people focused on Butterfly Dance, especially the woman in red, who was even more eager in her eyes.

Stared at by these eight eyes, Butterfly Dance suddenly became nervous, her face was slightly red, and her little hands were clenched tightly, not knowing where to put it.

"I haven't practiced any martial arts or martial arts. Butterfly said in an inaudible voice.

The eight people were all stunned, they really didn't expect that the last person among the four would be an ordinary person who had not cultivated any martial arts or martial arts, and at the same time, the expressions of the eight people showed deep disappointment, and the face of the woman in red was even more ugly.

Changsheng bowed and saluted, "Butterfly Dance is here with the three of us, and the kid has the courage to ask the head of the sect and the first seat to leave her behind." ”

"Please leave her behind. Qin Yu and Lian Meng said at the same time,

Changsheng is already a disciple of Huaqing, and Lianmeng, as a fourth-grade high-level warlock, has different talents, and has already worshiped the Bauhinia Garden, plus Qin Yu, the request of the three of them, who is in charge of Huaqing, cannot refuse.

"That's it, let's bow to the door of Shufeng. Hua Qing said.

"Thank you, Mentor!" the three of them thanked.

"Humph!"

The woman in red was suddenly angry, glanced at Hua Qing and Zixuan coldly, suddenly got up, the red clothes fluttered, snorted deeply, a hot breath rose suddenly, the heat wave surged, and even the air was a little distorted, and then the woman in red took a step forward and was about to leave.

However, at this moment, all the heat was rushing towards Butterfly Dance, and under everyone's stunned eyes, all of them were absorbed by Butterfly Dance's body.

"Innate Fire Spirit Body!"

The woman in red exclaimed!