In the main hall, thirty-six disciples stood in two columns. Those who were previously killed or disabled in the ranking tournament and could not practice were eliminated by themselves, and the thirty-two people behind them were made up in turn.

Luo Huaihua stood in the eighth place, his face was full of gloom, and his body was sick like a gust of wind that could blow down. From time to time, he glanced at Yi Hao, who was standing at the front, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Yi Hao stood at the head of the first row. Thinking of Lou Xiyong's words at this time, his face was heavy, and a cold light flowed in his eyes. It turned out that on the way to the main hall, he saw Lou Xiyong, who had been waiting for him for a long time. Lou Xiyong's face was full of anxiety, and he was immediately overjoyed when he saw him. Lou Xiyong saw that there was no one around, so he cautiously pulled Yi Hao to whisper in his ear.

"Peak Masters, Valley Masters, Deans and Elders, Disciples, the Introductory Contest has ended smoothly in nearly ten days. A few days ago, the results of the Elder Gundam contest were announced. Chu Zhizhi, who was sitting on the high platform, saw that everyone had arrived, so he cleared his voice and said in a deep voice.

"I think that during this time, the disciples have figured out which peak, valley, and courtyard to worship. The peaks, valleys, and courtyards have also thought about who they want to accept as disciples. ”

"Then today, we will officially conduct the apprenticeship."

"Before apprenticing, I will fulfill my promise and give the rewards of the competition to the disciples who have performed well in this competition."

"In this competition, the top 36 disciples will be rewarded." After Chu Zhizhi finished speaking, the thirty-six disciples in the audience all showed surprise. Before, they only heard that there were rewards for the chief and second seats, but they didn't expect that the head of the house would give them a share. Seeing this, Chu Zhizhi showed a satisfied look in his eyes.

"After obtaining sixteen disciples, you will be rewarded with twenty Yuan Stones."

"Disciples who have won the seventeenth to ninth place will be rewarded with thirty lower grade yuan stones, and another half-yuan weapon!" These disciples looked at Chu Zhizhi gratefully.

"The disciples who have won the eighth to fourth place will be rewarded with fifty Yuan Stones, and another half-Yuan Weapon!"

"The disciple who won the third place will be rewarded with a hundred lower grade yuan stones, and a half-yuan vessel and a lower grade storage bag!"

Hearing this, Lou Xiyong's face suddenly turned red with excitement. At this time, Chu Zhizhi also nodded imperceptibly.

"The disciple who gets the second seat will be rewarded with 200 lower grade yuan stones, and another half-yuan vessel and a lower grade storage bag!" Chu Shizhao's face was full of gratitude, and he bent down to the head of the house to bow and thank him.

"This time, the chief disciple Yi Hao will reward 500 lower-grade yuan stones, give a yuan vessel, a lower-grade storage bag, and enter the secret realm to cultivate for a month!" Chu Zhizhi then announced.

Hearing that Yi Hao had won many rewards, everyone looked at Yi Hao with admiration in their eyes, and some people showed a faint look of greed in their eyes.

Storage bags are relatively valuable items in the Sanyang Sect. In Fang City, the next product storage bag costs at least 1,000 yuan. And what is more valuable is the yuan vessel, which costs at least thousands of yuan stones. In the Sanyang Sect, there are not many yuan weapons in the sect's inventory. Most of the red-clothed elders sitting in the audience now don't have yuan weapons in their hands.

A piece of Yuan Vessel is either a reward given by the sect to those who have made great contributions; Either it can be exchanged for sect points, and tens of thousands of points are required in exchange for a piece of yuan. And the points of ordinary inner disciples can only be exchanged for a few hundred points in a year.

Chu Zhizhi waved his hand, and a team of white-clothed inner disciples immediately appeared. They hold the disc in their hands and walk the prizes to the recipients.

Yi Hao first looked at the palm-sized fiery red flying sword in front of him, and then looked at the brown storage bag, his eyes full of joy.

"Both the storage bag and the Fire Spirit Sword can be dripping blood to recognize the master. Immediately you confess the Lord with a drop of blood! In the future, it will be more comfortable and convenient to use. Don't make a noise, just do what I tell you to. A mosquito-like voice sounded in Yihao's ear.

This is the voice of the master! Yi Hao was stunned, and then quietly raised his head to look at Chu Zhizhi on the lookout. Chu Zhizhi glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Yi Hao immediately pricked his finger and squeezed out two drops of blood. A drop of blood dripped on the storage bag, and a drop dropped on the fiery spirit sword. Blood droplets on both of them soaked in and disappeared instantly.

Yi Hao instantly felt that his divine sense had a trace of connection with the spirit sword and storage bag. Yi Hao's mind moved slightly, and there was a fluctuation of suction power from the storage bag, and the five hundred lower-grade yuan stones and flying swords in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Yi Hao looked into the storage bag with his divine sense, and saw that the spirit sword and the Yuan stone were quietly placed in a corner of the storage bag. The bag was ten feet square, and the two things in it only took up a tiny part. Yi Hao hung the storage bag around his waist, his face full of joy.

He finished doing this, and then looked up at Huang Rong.

But when he saw everyone's eyes, they were staring at him in unison. Many of them had their mouths open, looking at him as if they were looking at a freak. Chu Zhizhi on the stage was also very shocked, this Yi Hao couldn't imagine that his divine sense was so strong, and the Sanyang Sect had really picked up a treasure.

"Ahem!"

"I used to meet an old man who taught me how to use storage bags. So......" Yi Hao instantly remembered Gu Nong of the Ancient Moon Country and explained. Gu Nong did tell some secrets about Xiuzhen, and pushed this unreliable thing on him, presumably these people would not really pursue it.

Some people have a look of surprise in their eyes, and some of them have a look of remorse in their eyes. Thinking about this reason, they still believed it. Yi Hao's eyes shrank, it seemed that he was careless this time, and he actually exposed the magic technique, so he had to be more careful in the future.

Those who are annoyed are because the spirit sword and storage bag have been recognized by Yi Hao's blood, and even if they seize it, it is inconvenient for them to use it. Unless it is a murder and a treasure, but Yi Hao is now the chief of the sect's entry competition, and he is concerned by many parties, and whoever dares to make a move will inevitably be killed by the real person in charge.

"Next, let's begin the apprenticeship ceremony......"

"Please choose your favorite peaks, valleys, and courtyards based on your previous understanding and exchanges."

After Chu Zhizhi finished speaking, all the disciples in the audience couldn't wait to walk quickly towards the peaks, valleys and courtyards. The three people in the field stood still and did not move. One is Lou Xiyong, and the other is Huang Rong and Yi Hao.

Yi Hao looked at Huang Rong in surprise. Huang Rong's eyes were full of reluctance when she looked at Yi Hao, and she shook her head at him with a disappointed expression. Huang Rong doesn't apprentice! This surprised Yihao very much.

Huang Rong pouted to Yi Haonu and motioned for him to hurry up and find the peak valley he liked.

After being silent for a while, Lou Xiyong in the audience slowly walked towards the Danshen Valley Ye Xiao. Lou Xiyong bowed to Ye Xiao and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Lou Xiyong, I am willing to worship in the Danshen Valley!" ”

Ye Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Lou Xiyong, swept the storage bag in his waist again, and said very reluctantly: "Okay!" A red-clothed elder in the back immediately stepped forward and led him to the back seat where Danshen Valley was.

"Disciple Huang Rong, thank you for the cultivation grace of the Sanyang Sect. But due to some special reasons, I can't worship the Sanyang Sect, please forgive me! Huang Rong suddenly opened her lips, looked at Chu Zhizhi and said solemnly.

"Okay, that's it!" Chu Zhizhi seemed to know that there was such a thing, looked at Huang Rong with a smile on his face, and nodded without hesitation.

"I'm leaving!" Huang Rong turned around suddenly, and looked at Yi Hao with her eyes like two Qingtan pulses. Yi Hao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of incredulity.