Before the words fell, Zhong Suxian was agitated with mana all around him, and a few fresh winds appeared out of thin air around several new disciples beside him, wrapped up a few people, and took the lead in flying out with them.

Seeing Han Changlin and several other new disciples, they were dumbfounded.

And the monks of the later stage of foundation building of the other peaks also used their own mana to leave the main hall with the new disciples this time.

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"Okay, this is Hong Yue Peak, Senior Brother Yang, then you will take them to Hong Yue Palace, Senior Brother I remembered that there were other urgent matters and left first."

After Zhu Dehai brought Han Changlin and the others to the foot of Hongyue Peak, he whispered to a middle-aged foundation building monk who was already waiting here.

"Yes, since you have something urgent, go and get busy first, and the senior brother here will handle it."

When the monk surnamed Yang heard this, he said indifferently.

"Well, that's it."

Seeing this, Zhu Dehai didn't say anything more, and then without looking at Han Changlin and the others, he set up a giant sword magic weapon the size of a door panel and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Obviously, this time, the newly promoted disciple of Hong Yuefeng, he was very dissatisfied.

But thinking about it, the only Twin Spirit Root disciple didn't win it, and among the eight new disciples who joined him Hong Yue Peak, five were Four Spirit Root Cultivators and three Three Spirit Root Cultivators.

Moreover, among these three Three Spirit Root cultivators, although they all have the appearance of cultivating at the eighth level of Qi cultivation, two of them are already twenty-seven or eighteen years old, so how many opportunities do they have to break through to the foundation building stage.

As for Han Changlin and the other Four Spirit Root Cultivators, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

After Zhu Dehai left, Yang Songsheng took a few people and continued to march towards Hongyue Peak.

Hongyue Peak towers into the clouds, and the part that exposes the clouds alone is probably hundreds of zhang high.

And at the top of the mountain, it is even covered with snow, and under the reflection of the golden sun, it emits a colorful glow, which is really like a fairyland, beautiful.

Han Changlin roughly estimated that the six peaks, including Hongyue Peak, were at least above a radius of 100 miles.

Soon, under the leadership of a monk surnamed Yang, Han Changlin and several people walked along a narrow bluestone road towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I came to a relatively large square.

And directly opposite the square, there is a large hall.

The main hall is not big, only about half an acre, except for a few pillars as supports, there are four long stone platforms in the depths, and behind each stand four middle-aged men in golden robes, and there are five or six people who seem to be outer disciples.

Not long after the monk surnamed Yang and Han Changlin and a few people came in, they saw a young man with an elegant face and a very easy-going face walking towards them.

"Senior nephew Gu, a few of them are the new outer disciples of this entry, and they are also your new junior brothers and sisters."

The monk surnamed Yang pointed at Han Changlin and the others, and said to the young man.

Then he pointed to the young man and continued:

"This is your Senior Brother Gu, and he is mainly responsible for taking care of most of the chores of the disciples outside the mountain."

"A few junior brothers and sisters, they are promising in the lower ancient times, if you need anything in the mountains in the future, you can come to me directly."

Gu Youwei rushed to Han Changlin and other new disciples, hugging his fists and saying with a smile.

Han Changlin and the others didn't dare to slack off, and bowed back one after another.

"Okay, in the future, you will naturally understand the relevant things in the sect, and I remembered that there was something urgent, so I left first."

"Master Gu, you first register the eight of them, and receive some related things, and then arrange a place for them to live, and remember to inform them of the rules and taboos of the sect, so that they don't make mistakes that they shouldn't make and be punished."

Seeing that Han Changlin and the others were very humble and polite, the monk surnamed Yang couldn't help but nodded, and then continued to command.

Then, he didn't care about Han Changlin and the others, and turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the hall.

"Eight junior brothers and sisters, please!"

After Gu Youwei saw the figure of the monk surnamed Yang out of the main hall, he looked at Han Changlin and the others, and said politely to them.

Then, he took Han Changlin and a few people towards one of the idle stone platforms.

The monk behind the stone platform obviously knew that a new disciple would come to go through the formalities today, and he had already placed a list on the stone platform.

After he saw Han Changlin and the others coming, he didn't need Gu Youwei's orders, he directly spread out the book and turned it to a page without any handwriting.

"You are now my outer disciples of Hong Yuefeng, according to the rules, you must leave your name on this book and leave a drop of blood."

"But you don't have to worry, the drop of blood left behind will not have any effect on you, the main thing is to let the sect know your life and death, and it will not have any restrictions on you, which is fundamentally different from the control and prohibition spells of the Yuan Shen prohibition."

"Alright, now you guys line up to the left, write your names in turn, and leave a drop of your blood."

Hearing that he wanted to leave a drop of his own blood, Han Changlin muttered a little in his heart.

However, he saw that many of the rest of the people had indifferent expressions on their faces, and he gradually let go of the worries in his heart.

In my memory, the original owner had read the miscellaneous notes written by someone I don't know.

There is a large paragraph in it that introduces some quite large sects, and there is a secret technique that can immediately know whether the disciples in their sect have been killed.

And in this miscellaneous note, several methods of dealing with it are also introduced, in short, they are extremely cruel, and it is obvious that they are written by evil cultivators.

Soon it was Han Changlin's turn, and I saw that he was like the person in front of him, first holding a brush and writing the word Han Changlin neatly in the blank.

Then he stretched out his finger, and turned a wisp of mana into a sharp needle, piercing his finger, squeezing out a drop of blood, and landing on the book in front of him.

At the same time, the book also emitted a strange gray fluorescence, which quickly dissolved this drop of Han Changlin's blood, and a red seal was stamped on the top of the word Han Changlin.

Under the guidance of that deacon disciple, Han Changlin and the others left their names on a book in turn, and received a jade plaque, as well as two golden clothes representing the outer disciples of Lan Yue Peak.

After seeing that everyone was finished, Gu Youwei greeted everyone, turned around and walked out of the main hall with everyone, and headed towards the bottom of the mountain.

Under the leadership of Gu Youwei, Han Changlin and the others crossed the square and returned to the road they came.

Re-walk on the bluestone pavement.

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