The Valley of Hundred Flowers, the grass and trees are extremely prosperous, and the rare and exotic beasts are all hidden here, and the aura is sufficient.

Therefore, more than 100 years ago, an immortal established Qinglian Villa here, and a hundred years later. The villa is extremely prestigious, known as the world's martial arts wizards!

In the past hundred years, all the sword immortals and spear saints have come from this, and because of this, the villa has been crowned with the reputation of "Immortal King Academy".

And this is the most important day in many years of the lodge.

Today, not only will the centennial ceremony of the founding of the village be held.

The most important thing is that the five elders will choose their own closed disciples today, and not only the disciples in the courtyard, as long as they are cultivators, they can be selected.

As soon as these words came out, countless cultivators in the world went crazy, and they wanted to step into Qinglian Villa, if they could win the favor of the elders and obtain the true inheritance, it would be half a foot into the fairyland!

Just ask the cultivators of the world, who can not be crazy about it?

Because of this, no matter how big the sect or the sect with many backgrounds in the fourteen states today have to bring all kinds of rare treasures in the world to offer, just to be able to leave their names on that inconspicuous gift book.

Even so, they still have to hurry up, afraid that it will not be their turn to give gifts.

And the originally clean Baihua Valley is overcrowded today, with a loud voice and a lively atmosphere.

Only a young man dressed in plain clothes sat quietly by the clear spring, the young man looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyebrows were delicate, he picked up a flat stone casually, threw it out and played a few water drifts.

If you look closely, you can see that the young man is wearing the clothes of Qinglian Villa, but at a second glance, you can tell that this is the clothes of the miscellaneous servants.

This boy turned out to be just a handyman.

"Why...... Why am I a piece of trash! ”

"Why...... I even have a sword...... Can't even pick it up?! ”

"Why...... Why! ”

The young man's face was bitter, and a pair of fists hammered the ground hard, even if the fists were stained with blood, he did not stop at all.

The boy was originally the son of the sword saint Li Chen, and he was pinned on high hopes as soon as he was born, and Qinglian Villa also gave this sword saint enough face, and when the boy was five years old, he made an exception and entered the villa, becoming the youngest disciple in the villa in a hundred years.

Not only that, the owner of the village, who has always seen the head and the end of the dragon, actually appeared in the villa, and he helped the young man forge the natal sword for the first time, and the elders in the village favored it, not only the exercises, the best pills, but also sometimes taught him swordsmanship.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is to treat the boy as the next generation of sword saints, and even to cultivate sword immortals.

But after all, people are not as good as heaven.

Now the boy has been coming to the villa for more than ten years, and he has grown from a young boy to a teenager, but he has never been able to cultivate the sword vein, and the disciple of his age has opened the seventh vein at the least.

And he unexpectedly changed from a pearl in the palm of ten thousand hands to a waste that has not been encountered in a hundred years, in order to stay in the villa, he had the courage to ask for an errand as a miscellaneous man in the outer courtyard, and did the hardest and most tiring work.

Everyone sighed when they saw him, but they didn't know if it was him or the Sword Saint Father.

Half an hour later, a thunderous bell rang from the villa.

At this moment, the young man gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

This sound proves that the centennial ceremony of the mountain villa is about to begin, followed by the selection of disciples by the five elders.

Ay......

Even if he was a waste, the young man still went back in this ceremony, because he also wanted to see what kind of martial arts wizard could enter the eyes of the elders.

The boy stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and slowly walked towards the inner courtyard......

Along the way, I met many disciples in the courtyard, and when I saw him, they all had strange eyes......

Disdain......

Amusing......

Or what...... He's no longer surprised.

"Yo, isn't this our great genius?" A young man dressed in purple clothes began to sneer when he saw the young man, "Why, you also want to participate in the Five Elders' Disciple Selection Meeting?" ”

The person who came was none other than a genius from the outer courtyard - Gao Xu.

He was about the same age as a teenager, but he had already opened nine sword veins, and he was only one step away from becoming a true swordsman, and at that time, he could enter the inner courtyard to cultivate.

In the face of Gao Xu's cynicism, the young man didn't want to pay attention to it, he just wanted to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Gao Xu's natal sword instantly stood in front of the young man, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

At this time, a few doglegs on Gao Xu's side hurriedly shouted: "What kind of dong are you. West! Do you dare to listen to our eldest brother when he talks to you? ”

The boy didn't want to clash with a few people, after all, he was just a handyman, and Gao Xu was a genius boy who opened the nine veins, and he quarreled with him, no matter the result, everyone would definitely favor Gao Xu.

"Sorry, I didn't hear that."

Seeing the young man's low voice, Gao Xu's face showed an angry expression, and said: "It's good to admit your mistakes, this young man is in a good mood today, so I won't worry about you." ”

After that, Gao Xu led a few younger brothers away, and Gao Xu was confident about this apprentice selection conference.

The young man looked at Gao Xu's departing back, and his heart was mixed.

He was not interested in participating in the centennial ceremony, and he only went to see other people's flattery, which was useless.

At dusk, the entire Valley of Flowers reflected by the remnant sun looks like a strange charm.

After the inner courtyard was cleaned up, the crowd poured in like a tide, and in a moment the originally empty inner courtyard was blocked by water.

Everyone was talking about who would spend the five places of the five elders and the closed disciples.

Next to the wooden door, the young man leaned there quietly, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

Soon, the five elders slowly walked out of the Juyi Building, all five of them were wearing white robes, holding dustbrushes, and they did look like immortals, only the patterns on them were different, and the more patterns, the more complex the shape, the higher the status and the higher the strength.

Seeing the five people appear, the originally boiling crowd suddenly fell silent, and the elder with the highest status among the five people took the lead in speaking.

"Today, the five of us will choose our own closed disciples among all the people present, and in this choice, no matter how high or low their status, whether their talents are good or bad, they may all be selected as closed disciples!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience boiled again.

The first elder was Elder Ma Lima, who was known as a half-saint, and he looked around the field, pinched his fingers and calculated, and finally locked his eyes on a young man in a cyan robe.

This young man in Tsing Yi is named Chen Qing, he has met him a few times, he is a disciple of the inner court, and his strength can be ranked in the top ten among the disciples of the inner court, and it is not surprising that he was selected.

And when Elder Ma chose Chen Qing, Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person who was excited almost jumped up, and a line of tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

And the young man just smiled, and he was also happy for Chen Qing.

After a long time, the four elders had already finished selecting the closed disciples, and only the last elder remained.

And this elder is the main thing.

He is the head of the five elders, the future deputy owner, and Ye Xunxuan, who is known as the current Sword Saint!

There are countless cultivators in the world who want to worship under him, and at this moment, he is about to choose his last disciple, and everyone present is nervous, and even more sweat is already breaking out of their palms.

The young man looked around, and not far away he saw a familiar figure, he was rubbing his fists and palms, waiting for the last Great Elder to announce the results of his selection.

Ye Xunxuan's eyes were slightly closed, and they opened after a while, and his eyes swept around and fell on Gao Xu.

Just when Gao Xu thought that the Great Elder was about to choose himself as a closed disciple, he didn't expect the Great Elder to slowly spit out three words from his mouth.

Li ...... Chang'an"

Before the words fell, there was an uproar in the audience, all of them looked at the young man who looked at the chair door in disbelief, the outsiders were full of curiosity, they didn't know what was special about the young man, he would be chosen by the great elder, and when the disciples in the village heard this, the differences on their faces, surprised and even terrifying expressions alternated.

"How could it be him!"

"Isn't he a piece of shit?!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and seeing that everyone was looking at him, the young man pointed to himself and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"How could it be me? I'm just a waste who can't even cultivate the sword vein, so don't be delusional......"

The boy sighed and turned to leave.

"Li Changan, where are you going! Do you disdain to be my Ye Xunxuan's closed disciple? ”

Half of the young man's feet hung in the air, and his whole body was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head in disbelief and looked at the smiling white-haired old man.

What kind of medicine is sold in this old man's gourd?

Don't talk about the sword vein, you can't even pick up the sword, isn't this pure and a waste? Could it be that the old man wants to challenge his teaching ability?

Not only did everyone present not understand, but even the four elders standing behind Ye Xunxuan looked at each other, they didn't expect Ye Xunxuan to come like this, and they couldn't guess what they were selling for a while.

Although the disciples in the village have their own advantages and disadvantages, they can also cultivate in good and bad people, while Li Changan has no merits, and he can't even cultivate the sword vein, so it is completely impossible to become a cultivator.

Looking at the reactions of everyone present, Ye Xunxuan just coughed lightly, and the discussion in the audience stopped abruptly.

"Why!"

An angry roar came from the crowd, and it was none other than Gao Xu, who had cultivated the Nine Sword Veins.

At this moment, his eyes were red, his forehead was bruised, and he glared at Ye Xunxuan angrily.

On the other hand, Ye Xunxuan just glanced at him, and then said casually: "What, who do I choose to ask you?!" ”

Although Ye Xunxuan's face was expressionless, his words contained a majesty that made people unable to resist, and with just one sentence, the people present did not dare to make a sound.

What is Strength?

That's strength!

Gao Xu's eyes were red, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was frightened by Ye Xunxuan's fierce eyes and closed his mouth.

"I know you have a lot of disdain for Li Changan, but that was before, from today on, Li Changan is my Ye Xunxuan's closed disciple, if anyone can't get along with him, then they can't get along with me!"

The weight of this word No one in the world does not know how heavy it is, this is a genuine sword saint, you must know that the entire fourteen states have added up for thousands of years, and there are only dozens of sword saints, and the sword immortal can be counted on one hand.

One Li Changan is nothing, what is terrifying is the two sword saints behind him!

father Li Chen, and master Ye Xunxuan.

With such a background, even if Li Changan is a waste, if he takes a foot down, it will still make the fourteen states tremble.