"Don't fight, didn't you see Senior Brother Yan coming?" Zi Ling held a long sword in his hand, and with one toe on his back, he went up and knocked the head of the bolt proudly.

"Oops!" The bolt covered his head and looked back, and shouted: "Senior Yan, Senior Sister Ziling, don't dare next time." ”

With a loud shout, Senior Brother Yan, who was in the lead, raised his foot and kicked a group of people away.

Gurgling rolled out several of them, like peanuts fried in a hot pan.

When I got up and looked up, more than a dozen people quickly stood up and saluted in a proper manner.

Ah Jiu glanced at the monkey with a nosebleed, and several other people with blue noses and swollen faces, and couldn't help but think - did these people think that life was boring so they came here to ask for immortals? Why are they all like little children.

Ah Jiu bowed his hand slightly, this is also the first time he has seen Senior Brother Yan, after all, in the mountain gate, the etiquette needs to be more thoughtful.

"One by one, you know how long you've been up the mountain, haven't you counted?" Zi Ling glanced at Meng Jiu'er and paced back and forth in front of the ten new children with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of the future senior sister.

Seeing that more than a dozen people all shrunk their necks, and none of them dared to speak up, Zi Ling snorted and said:

"I have returned to the master, you will be led by me in the future, from today onwards you must study and practice hard, seven days later, the newcomer competition, if you are eliminated, then you must go down the mountain immediately."

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen people were surprised and delighted, and immediately discussed.

"Senior Brother Ziling, it's great that you take us personally."

"yes, yes."

All of a sudden, the blood was high, and no one was worried about the end of being eliminated after seven days.

"Let's disperse, go back to the room and prepare, from today onwards, go to the Lingjing Valley every night to study with me."

More than a dozen people immediately dispersed happily back to the room.

This news is a good thing for them to fall from the sky, if they pass the level, they can become official disciples of Zixiao Palace.

"Senior brother." Zi Ling arched his hand at Senior Brother Yan: "This is the Meng Jiu'er Daoist I mentioned. ”

Shao Yan looked Meng Jiu'er up and down at this time, and his divine sense penetrated in an instant.

Ah Jiu only felt a fresh breeze blowing on her face, and then the center of her eyebrows was cool, and there was an indescribable force that wrapped her.

I didn't understand it before, but now Ah Jiu knows that this is the so-called divine sense, and he wants to see his cultivation.

Then, that power disappeared in an instant, and he coughed lightly twice to hide the disappointment and embarrassment on his face:

"Well, let's go."

Shao Yan didn't say anything, turned around and took people away.

Zi Ling couldn't help frowning, and it could be seen that the helper who moved in had to leave the courtyard with him.

As soon as he went out, Zi Ling couldn't wait to say, "Senior brother, why are you leaving?" She really has spiritual water on her, if the senior brother gets it, you dare to cultivate a lot before the competition in a month, and it is possible that in the future, senior brother, you will be the heir of the head of the Zixiao Palace. ”

Shao Yan looked at the junior sister in front of her with a resentful look in her eyes: "Don't make trouble Zi Ling, I have already seen this girl with my divine sense, she has no cultivation, at most she is a girl who has a little more agility than ordinary people." ”

Zi Ling was stunned when she heard this, and thought suspiciously, how could this be possible: "This is impossible, the true qi that she mobilized without changing her face in a thought before shocked me, Senior Brother Sanyuan and others all retreated, if you don't believe it, you can ask." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the one called Sanyuan behind Shao Yan: "You say." ”

Sanyuan was also honest: "Exactly, I was in a hurry to protect my heart, otherwise that domineering true qi might break my heart." ”

Senior Brother Yan glanced at the two of them: "You two are lying like this, do you want to borrow my rights to get the so-called spiritual water?" ”

After speaking, Shao Yan waved his sleeves and left.

Zi Ling is the inner disciple of the head of Zixiao Palace, and Zixiao Zhenren has three disciples in this generation, he is the senior brother of Zixiao Zhenren, and there are two junior disciples below, one of them is the junior brother Wang Yitian, Zi Ling was admitted to the door after many years, and he is also the latest one to learn art.

The rest of the disciples, including Sanyuan, are the disciples of Zixiao Zhenren's youngest junior disciple, because they start late, and they are eclectic and have a strange temper, so their cultivation is far inferior to Zixiao Zhenren's sitting disciples, and they will follow Zi Ling, the little senior sister, and mix behind him.

Except for Wang Yitian, who has died, in this generation, Shao Yan is the most qualified boss.

Cultivation is naturally not less than one day of the king, and he will naturally not be mistaken.

Zi Ling stomped his feet angrily when he saw the back of the senior brother leaving, and the one called Sanyuan quickly stopped:

"Senior sister, don't be angry."

"Can I not be angry? Why didn't she believe it, brother? Zi Ling hugged his arms and glared at Sanyuan:

"Who made you unskilled? You are also a disciple of my uncle, why do you learn so badly? ”

Sanyuan saw that his senior sister was angry, so he hurriedly covered his head and came up with an idea:

"Why don't you let Senior Brother see it with his own eyes? When the time comes, you won't be able to believe it. ”