The observation group is only a part of the blockage of the floating mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, such a huge mountain range, just these immortal gate observation groups that come to occupy a 1% position. And more came to Baicao Hall to apprentice.

Yes, it's apprenticeship! Shura is terrible and terrifying to ordinary cultivators and ordinary immortals, but for some minor cultivators, they don't care about this at all, what they care about is whether this Shura accepts disciples or not.

If you can worship such a powerful master, then no one will dare to do anything to yourself in the future when you walk sideways in the world...... However, it is a pity that since Min Zhufeng was established as a holy peak, even the disciples of Baicao Hall were not allowed to enter easily, so their desire to enter Min Zhufeng could only become a wish.

But what a shrewd person Jiang Feng is. In the face of so many cultivators who came to apprentice, Jiang Feng already knew in his heart, which was also a reason why Jiang Feng was happy at that time. With the loss of seven mountain peaks, tens of thousands of Hundred Grass Hall disciples couldn't let Jiang Feng have much to worry about, because he had already predicted that today's events would happen.

Therefore, at this time, Jiang Feng had already shouted the slogan, as long as he sincerely joined the Hundred Grass Hall and could achieve the top three results in the annual ranking battle, he was eligible to be directly sent to the Holy Peak.

As soon as this news came out, it even more stimulated the people who came to apprentice. Although it all seems so far away, no matter how far away, at least there is hope. In just a few days, the lost disciples of Baicaotang have been completely replaced, but there is still a steady stream of people who come to apprentice, and in the face of such a situation, everyone knows that this time Baicaotang is really going to be on fire.

As the so-called Saion loses his horse and knows whether it is a blessing, Baicaotang lost seven peaks but in exchange for the existence of a Shura, Shura is like a famous brand label at this time, as long as Shura exists, then there will always be people who come to apprentice, and there will always be people who dream of becoming a disciple of Shura. And this is also a means for Baicaotang to continuously absorb disciples.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, once upon a time in the ranking battle, everyone was scrambling to enter the twelve peaks to enter the main peak, but now the main peak and the twelve peaks ...... No, it should be that Eleven Peak seems to have become shit, and everyone dreams of being able to enter Min Zhu Peak and become a disciple of Min Zhu Peak. Because of these words, everyone learned a news from some disciples who came out of Min Zhufeng.

That is why Shura never lost his temper with his disciples when he was in Min Zhufeng, as long as any disciple went to ask for advice, Min Xingwen would give him an answer, although many times he got something unfamiliar and difficult to understand, but there is no doubt that such words have become the key to these disciples' mouths like a heavenly machine and an advanced top powerhouse......

Countless people who had come out of Min Zhufeng regretted it to death, how they wished that they could directly abandon the identity of the disciple of the eleventh peak and return to Min Zhufeng as a disciple of the main peak.

However, time will not go back, since leaving Min Zhufeng, they have lost this opportunity......

At this moment, the most joyful ones are naturally the disciples above Min Zhu Peak. Originally, they were just some **silk clans, but **silk clans completed the super transformation of **silk to rich and handsome overnight. If such a transformation is placed in Wang Xia's former era, unless he wins the big lotto, he is a xx godfather......

On top of Min Zhufeng, the disciples of Min Zhufeng, who originally walked with their heads bowed, held their heads high one by one at this time, and they had already changed into the costumes that represented the disciples of the Holy Peak personally designed for them by Baicaotang at this time. This costume is golden yellow, and this color represents the nobility of the disciples of the Holy Peak, and the position of the chest of each garment is embroidered with a purple dragon shadow knife with purple gold thread. This is the sign of the Holy Peak, this is the sign of Shura.

The Temple of the Hidden Star still looks so mysterious and beautiful. Outside the Hidden Star Hall, many disciples were looking at this hall that exuded starlight. They really want to get in and ask questions and ask for advice. This was naturally an easy thing to do in the past, but with the change of Min Xingwen's identity, they didn't dare.

But even if they dare, they wouldn't be able to open the door of the Hidden Star Hall now. Since returning to this Min Zhufeng, Wang Xia has followed Min Xingwen, and Wang Xia was really shocked by the changes in Min Xingwen. But Wang Xia knew very well that Min Xingwen had absolutely no ill will towards him, and he was even able to break the killing ring for seven hundred years for his request.

In the face of such Min Xingwen, Wang Xia was shocked and thought of the mysterious person in the letter again! At this moment, Wang Xia had doubts about his somewhat mysterious speculation. Being able to make a person who was almost the number one in the world keep the killing ring here for seven hundred years, although he didn't know what happened, Wang Xia could imagine how difficult it was.

So in the past few days, Wang Xia asked Min Xingwen a lot. And since returning to this Hidden Star Palace, Min Xingwen has returned to his original appearance.

It's still the gray robe that looks a little shabby, and the gray eyes make people look so listless. The white hair on his head seems to tell the vicissitudes of Min Xingwen, all of which can't make people associate him with the domineering Shura who slashed the seven peaks on a rainy night.

"Master, why do you always avoid that person?" Wang Xia looked at Min Xingwen with his eyes, facing those eyes as vast as the ocean, Wang Xia had already learned how not to get lost in this look.

As long as he keeps his heart, as long as he is not affected by the fear in his heart, then even in the face of that blood-colored pupil, Wang Xia will definitely not be lost.

"There are some things that Shen Qi should have told you. Even if you ask me a thousand more times, you won't be able to get the answer you want, if you want to figure out all this, work hard to cultivate Tianxingjin, and strive to grow up and become a strong person, when one day you can surpass me, you will be qualified to know all this......" Min Xingwen's words made Wang Xia frown again.

Min Xingwen was already a peak powerhouse in Wang Xia's eyes, even a cultivator like Shen Qi couldn't beat it. But at this time, Min Xingwen told himself that he would only have a chance to know that person after surpassing him, and his curiosity was constantly tickling in Wang Xia's heart like a kitten's paw at this time, making Wang Xia can't wait to know how powerful that person is.

"Master, disciple asks one last question, how strong is he?" Wang Xia looked at Min Xingwen, this was the question he wanted to know the most. After all, Min Xingwen has almost represented the limit of this world, if that person is stronger, is that ......

"I don't know...... In the desert battle, I lost, and I lost completely. Seven hundred and twenty-nine knives! The old man slashed a total of seven hundred and twenty-nine knives! The knife marks in a radius of thousands of miles are like an abyss, but he can't even hurt him in the slightest, how strong do you say he is?" What appeared in Min Xingwen's eyes was not an imaginary loss, but a frenzy, a fanaticism for the person who had been slashed by him seven hundred and twenty-nine knives and could not damage a single bit......

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