This time, not only Wu Jianchao and others in the audience exclaimed, but even the three strongest brothers of the Daomen Academy on the stage who were extraordinary also showed their shocked faces.

"Haha, okay, it's worthy of the millennium, the younger brothers and sisters are all Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, now the green knife and the white knife have come out, if the last blue knife is also born, then this session can compete with the little madmen of Chai Jin in the previous session."

The senior brother on the right, tall and healthy, with shoulder-length long hair, is not tied up, casually draped, laughs heartily, looks uninhibited and easy-going, is one of the strongest "four knives" in the Daomen Academy, "Hao Dao" Zhu Xiaotian.

"The green knife, the white knife, the Wei country, plus the ancient strange knife 'Bai Huang' before, and the 'city destroying elephant' of the martial brother's brother. This year's edition is not far off, if not compared to last year. Daomen Academy has recruited geniuses for two consecutive years, and all the teachers are very happy to come now. ”

The one on the right, "Jun Dao" Zhou Yumin, is as his name, with concave eyebrow bones, thick lying silkworms, straight nose, and extremely handsome appearance. When he speaks, his voice is thick and soft, his smile is a little shy, and his temperament seems to be naturally a little melancholy, which is very charming.

In Wang Cheng's concept, this is the type of beautiful man, in his previous life, he is afraid that he will be invincible in killing all the flowers. But the long knife in his hand told everyone that flowers and knives can kill.

"Hehe, my brother is forgotten, it is not a thing. But what the two juniors said was right, last year, under the leadership of Chai Jin, a crazy girl, all of them were extremely belligerent, and the dean said that they had the ancient style of Daomen Courtyard. A few of us can't bully the small with the big, let's see if this session can use the small to suppress the arrogance of this crazy girl, haha. ”

The middle person was the last to speak, this person has thick eyebrows and short hair, slender eyes, and his appearance is six or seven points similar to Wu Jianchao in the audience, it is Wu Jianchao's brother, the second "overlord knife" in the "four knives", Wu Jianhao.

"I think it's a bit hanging, although these people have to recognize the master of the divine sword, and among them are also among the top ten seven-colored divine swords, but the qualifications and number are not as good as last year. So far, there is not a single ninth-class one. Now this girl who has a 'white knife' is only of the seventh rank. Hey, Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Zhou, I wonder, didn't the sect master say it? This year's session is a great world, the five elements Dao body was born, there are also four immortal bodies, and the eight or nine are several times more than in previous years, why just two or three come to my Daomen Courtyard? The other sects are overcrowded, and even pick and choose, why do we seem to come here in reverse, don't make it bad in the end, it's not as good as last year. ”

Zhu Xiaotian looked at Yue Ying'er who walked off the "Ask Knife Platform" and looked puzzled.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zhu, don't worry, isn't there anyone who hasn't come to power? Maybe there's a surprise. ”

Wu Jianhao reassured.

"Yes."

Zhu Xiaotian nodded, shook his hair, took a step forward, and continued to host with a hearty smile, "Okay, juniors, have you seen it?" On the Sword Mountain, there are thousands of divine swords, all of which are swords left by the strong men of the sword path, and there is no lack of sword immortal inheritance. Anyone who is interested in the way of the sword, come up! The sword has a spirit, and those who have a sword in their hearts will have a response! ”

"I'll come first!"

Suddenly, there were many responders in the audience, scrambling to take the stage, and many students who were hesitating to wait and see were incited.

Fuck it, on!

It doesn't matter if it's a knife or a sword, a gourd or a tiger, as long as it's a method that can cultivate immortals, it's a good method!

Besides, what if I have the potential to do the sword?

If you get the divine sword to recognize the master, the beginning is to open the hanging, why worry about the immortal road?

"Ying'er, how many pounds do you have for this knife?"

The crowd over there was enthusiastic, and here Wang Cheng was asking how heavy the knife was.

"Probably, I can make it heavy, and it can be heavy."

Yue Ying'er held the snow-white knife in her palm and said uncertainly.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Cheng and the three looked at each other.

……

"Brother Chao, it seems that this woman is also the protector of the waste body, just now we passed, the birds didn't bird us, and they didn't take us in their eyes at all."

Wu Jianchao's subordinates were reporting to work again, their faces were ugly, and they were obviously ignored by Yue Ying'er.

Just kidding, Yue Yinger sometimes doesn't even care about Wang Cheng, the master, what kind of thing is a group of horse boys?

"Humph!"

Wu Jianchao snorted coldly, looking at Wang Cheng and the others with gloomy eyes.

The failure of two consecutive "friendships" made him feel very shameless, and the key was that these two were still a waste entourage.

Wait, now that you have entered the Immortal Gate, sooner or later you will understand what strength is respected, and then you will look down on the world and abandon this cumbersome waste master.

At that time, if you want to continue to improve in the Daomen Courtyard, you will have to ask me for something.

What if the Divine Sword is ranked higher than me?

A sixth-rank, a seventh-rank, slave background, how can he compare to him, an eighth-class genius, and a genius from a sword family who has no shortage of resources?

This time, he is the strongest......

Knife Master!

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword soldiers roaring in unison rose again, resounding through the Heavenly Sword Peak.

"Again?"

Before the smile on Wu Jianchao's face could fully unfold, he saw a blue rainbow light fly out from the knife mountain and land on the knife platform.

A slender girl with a long knife at her waist stood there, holding a divine knife with a blade glowing with turquoise water, standing proudly.

It was the younger of Fang Cai's twin sisters.

"Blue Knife... The head of the seven-colored divine sword, the saber of the tenth dean of the Sword Gate Academy. ”

Wu Jianchao muttered in disbelief, and then his gaze became very gloomy.

Why?!

Why could a genius like him only get the 'Elephant of Destruction of the City', which was ranked thirty-seventh?

One after the other!

It's endless, isn't it?

"Haha, good! Hailey, the eighth-class water spirit root, has to be recognized by the 'blue knife' and enters the knife gate courtyard! ”

Zhu Xiaotian, the senior brother of the heroic sword on the stage, announced with a laugh.

It's really what to say, the Daomen Courtyard is booming, and this girl is the material for practicing knives at a glance, although she is thin, but the arrogant and cold energy is in line with the strength of the knife, faintly, Zhu Xiaotian feels that this girl actually has a bit of the meaning of a senior brother.

The first knife in the Knife Gate Courtyard.

Lonely knife, words are false!

"This girl, I'm afraid it's not the second senior brother......"

Zhu Xiaotian, Wu Jianhao, and Zhou Yumin glanced at each other and thought of one place.

"It's over, it's the girl just now, I don't know if she holds a grudge, if I hold a grudge, I won't be able to mix in the Daomen Courtyard after I hold a grudge."

Offstage, the disciple who had just flirted with other girls regretted it.

"If you don't have a knife in your heart, how can you practice a knife? No wonder she was able to say such profound words, it turned out to be our future senior sister. I just felt that our senior sister was mighty, just standing there, like a sword fairy Linfan. ”

And the brazen one has selective amnesia and a face of adoration.

"Alas, in the world of great disputes, I'm afraid that your old man is right. It's a great world, it's also a big fight, and there are many people in the sky, and how many people can live in the end? Alas, trouble, it has to be taught well. ”

In the door, under the eaves, Su Bingfan, who looked like Zhang Fei, had joy and worry on his face, and he raised a bowl and drank it all sullenly.

……

"Ocean, knife qi into the body, not bad."

"Cheng rate, Dao Ming recognized, qualified."

"Zhang Qiang, Dao Ming recognizes, qualified."

The assessment of the Daomen Academy continued, and after Hong Changwei, Yue Yinger, and Hai Li obtained the Divine Sword Recognition in a row, the enthusiasm of the students was directly filled, and every student who boarded the knife platform was full of expectations.

However, in the end, more than ten people passed, but there was no longer a situation where the divine sword recognized the master, and the best thing was that there were two or three people who attracted the sword qi into the body, and got the creation of "cutting dirt and cutting hair, and refining bones with knife qi", which is said to be of great help to comprehend the knife in the future, and even can be refined into the legendary "knife bone".

"Does anyone else want to enter the Daomen Courtyard?"

Senior Brother Zhu Xiaotian shouted on the stage.

"No one? Then I'll give it a try. ”

Wang Cheng saw that Zhu Xiaotian shouted a few times and no one answered, so he walked up to the stage under the guidance of Zhu Peng and the three.

"Senior brother, I'll give it a try."

Wang Cheng went to the admissions desk and said to Zhu Xiaotian.

"Well, go ahead."

When Zhu Xiaotian saw Wang Cheng, his expression was obviously slightly stunned, but then he smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything.

"Wait."

Unexpectedly, just as Wang Cheng was about to turn around and go to the knife platform, he was stopped by another person.

"Senior Brother Zhu, do you know who he is?"

Wu Jianhao frowned and looked at Wang Cheng a few times, and asked Zhu Xiaotian.

"It's him! Kang Guo abolished the prince! ”

"What? This is the waste? ”

"Hahaha, yesterday's spiritual root test, the first-class waste body was blind, even the Taoist master couldn't bear to look at it directly, self-destructing his eyes, is there anyone else who doesn't know?"

"Huh! This kind of person will be disgusted even if he farms, and he is also worthy of cultivating immortals? Hasn't Daomen Courtyard fallen to this point? ”

Before Zhu Xiaotian could answer, there was already a lot of discussion in the audience, among which several horses around Wu Jianchao had the loudest voices, yin and yang.

"Silence!"

Zhu Xiaotian frowned, glanced at Wu Jianhao, and first turned his head to stop the noise in the audience, after all, he was the senior brother of Daomen Academy, his expression was solemn at this time, and he was majestic and self-reliant, and all the students stopped in response, and even Wu Jianchao and a few people were quiet.

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

Then he clasped his fists and saluted and asked Wu Jianhao.

"It seems that the junior brother also knows, since he knows, this kind of spiritual root is not wanted by other sects, so we naturally don't accept it!"

Wu Jianhao raised his head slightly and said coldly.

"That is, when you enter the mountain gate, you are the same gate. Senior Brother Wu has forgotten the first sentence taught by the teacher in the first class after I was admitted to the hospital? We are the 12 Sects, not the 12 Sects! ”

"Heh, he hasn't entered the sect yet, and he broke in after walking through the mountain. If the qualifications are good, it's okay, first-class waste! Hum! Is Senior Brother Zhu using the Daomen Courtyard as a scum bucket?! ”

"There is no class to teach! What about low qualifications? Xiu Xian asked, although the spiritual root is important, but the heart and perseverance are the fundamental! My Daomen Courtyard, my Twelve Sect Courtyards, those with low spiritual roots, there are also many heroes! ”

"That's a minority! The immortal road is cruel, and we are not enough genius demons, not to mention that he is a first-class waste?! ”

"The sword path is strong and fearless, and he is already going against the sky, senior brother, don't underestimate the young man!"

"Two senior brothers, can you listen to the words of the junior brother......

Zhu Xiaotian and Wu Jianhao argued endlessly, and Zhou Yumin saw that the two were arguing, so he stepped forward to play a round. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, Wu Jianchao looked at Wang Cheng sneering, Yue Yinger, Zhu Peng, and Hong Changwei were angry and worried.

And Wang Cheng is looking at Dao Mountain.

Oh, the slag hopper, a vehicle for spitting, if placed on the dining table, it is used to hold food dregs such as meat, bones, fish bones, etc., and the small ones are also used to hold tea dregs.

Commonly known as trash cans.

He didn't know why Zhu Xiaotian was fighting for him, but Wu Jianhao's position was very direct and clear, like other sects.

No garbage!

Don't waste!

"This is the fairy gate, and it's not much different from the world."

Wang Cheng looked at the knife mountain from afar, but there was no knife in his eyes, only self-deprecation.

It seems that no one wants me.

For the first time, Wang Cheng's eyes revealed a trace of gloom and loneliness, and at the same time, there was a surge of anger in his heart, not vomiting or unhappy.

If I don't want to waste wood, who is willing to do it?

I can't choose if I am born, I will choose the way to live!

……

In the south of Taiyue, on the shore of Qinglan Bay, there is a white-haired old man in a blue and white robe who is fishing.

The rod is long and juts out into the bay like a long verdant bamboo.

The old man's fishing posture was very casual, his feet were half leaning on a stone on the shore, the fishing rod was stuck in the soil, and the clean and neat robe was not concerned with the mud.

But what's really interesting is that a dreamy giant kun with a body like a mountain is rolling in the bay, rolling casually, it is a thousand waves, and from time to time a huge column of water is sprayed towards the sky, and the water column goes straight to the sky and falls like rain, covering the entire bay area.

The raindrops were not small, splashing muddy water on the ground, staining the robes, the old man seemed to know the meaning of the kunyu, smiled happily, and said, "Senior Kunkun, are you observing that child?" Anyway, this kind of life is rare for tens of thousands of years, so it's better to let him stay in the sect. ”

"This child, the courtyard gate is up to him."

Then the old man's eyes lit up, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the sound spread for hundreds of miles, accurately reaching the ears of the twelve sect leaders.

"Huh?!"

"Sect Master?"

"This is? What kind of waste? ”

The twelve deans who had cultivated to the heavens were all shocked.

The old man was unpredictable, and when the voice reached the ears of the twelve deans, the image of Wang Cheng appeared in their eyes.

"Isn't the Sect Master in retreat? How can you speak up for a scrap material? ”

"No, this kid must be weird!"

Subsequently, twelve figures appeared in the sky above the mountain gates of each courtyard, among which the Xuanyi of the Immortal Courtyard shook respectfully towards the south and asked, "Dare to ask the sect master, what is the reason?" ”

"Hehe, Kunkun seniors like him."

When the old man had finished speaking, he said no more. However, the twelve deans were in a thousand thoughts in an instant, and they all fell back to the main hall of the sect, and each recruited the immortal masters under them.

"Huangshan, you go to Daomen Courtyard and take the child named Wang Cheng into our hospital."

"Master, this ......"

As soon as Huangshan Zhenren took the little girl named Dong Shimei into the door, and was talking to the new apprentice, he was detained by Xuanyi Zhenren on the Xianhu Hall with his magical powers, and as soon as he came, he was asked to collect people, but what he received was the peerless waste, and he was stunned, didn't he say that no one wanted to accept it in the end? Why is it so urgent all of a sudden?

"Go!"

Xuanyi Zhenren didn't care, with a wave of his sleeves, the black light flashed, and he sent Huangshan Zhenren away.

"Kunyu favor, what's so different about this kid? It shouldn't be, I've seen it too, this waste body, the spiritual roots are mixed, there is no waste to waste, and I can't see the slightest potential. ”

After sending the people away, Xuanyi Zhenren was still puzzled.

Uncle Kunkun, that is the retinue of the Taoist master, an ancient existence that even the sect master has to pay respect, and it can even be said to be the root of suppressing the luck of the twelve sects.

Since ancient times, in the long history of the Twelve Sects for tens of thousands of years, there are only a handful of people who can be favored by Uncle Kunkun.

"But it is unbelievable that it can be wasted to this extent, Kunyu has traveled to the heavens with the Taoist, and it is not strange that he can see things that we can't see through. It's okay like this, after all, it's a child who has entered the mountain gate, and he should be a disciple of my Twelve Sects! ”

Xuanyi Zhenren sat in the Immortal Hu Hall and thought alone, waiting for Huangshan Zhenren to bring people back, and at this time, the other eleven courtyards also had an idea with him.

For a time, the waste materials turned into fragrant dumplings.