Wansheng Peak is located in a corner of the sect, half of which is near the sea.

The centipede soldiers who led the disciples traveled a strange road, and the loess rolled up and flew sand all the way, and the dust was flying, which confused the new disciples.

Only the little boy's head and face were protected by his brother and escaped.

The centipede stopped less than halfway up the mountain.

In the eye, the strange black buildings stand in the open space, and the sparse black houses spread outward, and the color is thick, which is the colorful ink color of the legend.

"Here we are."

"Enter the house from there." The disciple who led the way said, "When the enrollment of new disciples is completed, there will be a unified arrangement for you, just wait for the news." ”

She pointed to a courtyard in the far corner, which was hidden in the dark mountains and could not be seen clearly.

"Housing is on a first-come, first-served basis, and when you get your house number, you can bind your house number to the house."

She narrowed her eyes, revealing for the first time the empathy of the cultivators' average barrenness, and said maliciously, "However, it can only be bound to the house where you lived at the time, and it can be changed at any time. ”

The implication is that there is a name in this change.

The centipede fluttered on a hundred feet, its body sank into the ground, and the leading disciple flicked his sleeves, and his body disappeared into one of the courtyards.

The new disciple who left the car hesitated on the spot.

The four of them looked at each other, and there was nothing to say.

The elder brother of the brothers said two words to Ji Xuan, nodded to her silently at this time, led the younger brother to follow behind Ji Xuan, and walked towards the courtyard that was pointed out.

The other nun followed behind, already ragged and tightly wrapped, but she was a beggar with a single eye, covered in dirt.

The wind and sand rolled up by the centipede stuck on her, and she couldn't even see it at all.

The main entrance of the courtyard is about two meters long, and the name of the courtyard is hung on it, and there is no lock. The shadow wall is painted with a dark mural, which is a scene of a black dragon seriously injured and dying, bleeding all over the ground.

Ji Xuan walked in front silently, pushed open the door, and bypassed the shadow wall.

A group of people behind him also came in.

It's just that, they want to follow, let them follow.

Behind the shadow wall is a quadrangle, carved beams and painted buildings, very exquisite. It's just brick by brick, and it's all black.

If there is a substantial heavy pressure on everyone's shoulders, this place is more like a magic gate than the fairy mountain peaks and oceans seen from the boat.

There is no distinction between the inner and outer courtyards of the courtyard, only the main house, the wing rooms on both sides, and the inverted seat room opposite the main house, surrounded by courtyards on all sides.

Ji Xuan pushed open the main room and walked in, and the other three stopped outside with interest.

In the main room, a long row of doors is hidden, and several doors are connected together, extending to both sides.

The door is single-opened, with no frills.

This is completely different from the shape of the exterior of the main house, according to the boxy appearance of the outside of the main house, there is no way to fit so many strings of small doors.

Ji Xuan turned around and walked out the door.

"Come in and have a look." Ji Xuan said, "There is no hole inside, but if there are too many people, it is still not enough." ”

Looking at the meaning of the disciple who led the way, I am afraid that the location of the room depends on grabbing.

At this point, Ji Xuan didn't care about the rest of the people, she chose a door at random and walked into the door.

It's actually a courtyard house again.

A small courtyard, but it also implies a mysterious space spell.

The courtyard on the inner floor is exactly the same as the outer layer, there is no difference, even the view of the sky is the same, but the area of the courtyard is much smaller.

Looking out from the windows of different houses, the view is not the same.

"That's how it can be." Ji Xuan muttered, worthy of the world of immortal cultivators.

System: "It's just magic, the use is rough, it can only be lived, and it can't be fought in formation." ”

Ji Xuan returned to the courtyard and checked the layout of the side rooms on both sides and the inverted seat room opposite, and found that it was no different from the main room, and the scenery outside the window was also the same.

It's all a dark landscape of mountains and trees.

After all, people have some vanity, and Ji Xuan is no exception. She chose the courtyard in the middle of the main house, which was also facing the entrance door, and was her own courtyard.

Since sending the son of the city lord of Qiucheng to escape from marriage, she has changed from "Yang Xiao" to "Jiang Nian", and she has been running around one after another, and the apprenticeship test of the Royal Beast Sect is quite tiring. At this point, a few days have passed, and the physical strength is really a little overdrawn.

The boundless night descended on Wansheng Peak, and Ji Xuan fell into a deep sleep.

In the next few days, new disciples entered the courtyard one after another, each looking for a place to live.

In the antechamber, whether the door is hidden or closed can be a sign for latecomers to judge whether there is someone in the house.

Ji Xuan stayed at home for a few days, rested and went out for business.

As soon as I went out, I saw a group of people gathered in the courtyard, surrounding the most central area to watch the excitement.

Ji Xuan walked through the crowd that was not tightly gathered, came to the middle, and saw that the atmosphere on the field was tense, and for some reason, there was a conflict.

In the center of the courtyard, two women lined up on both sides, who were the parties to the confrontation.

The woman on the east side is dressed in gray with her hair tied up, her willow eyebrows are upside down, and the sharp blade on her waist is out of the sheath, and she is angry.

The female scholar on the west side looked like she had no blade, and her face was older, but she couldn't see her anger.

The older woman was the first to speak: "Sister Xian, you don't want to spoil the situation, do you?" ”

There are words in the words, and there seems to be some threat implied.

"Sister Du, don't laugh." The woman in gray was not to be outdone, "I will arrive here first, I will take possession first, how can there be a reason to give it to you in vain?" ”

Sister Du let out a sneer: "Give it up? Do you want to let it, but there is nothing to give it to? ”

"Little sister, your name tag is on your body, but it is not bound to my yard."

It's really for the house, and the disciple who leads the way is very experienced.

"Yo, the people from the main house are here."

The woman in gray clothes shifted her gaze and said in the direction of Ji Xuan, it was the "virtuous sister" in the mouth of "Sister Du".

Her tone was sarcastic, and Ji Xuan suddenly thought that she had strayed into some kind of chaotic vanity fair.

"I'm passing by." Ji Xuan said, "You go on. ”

"It's coming." The woman in gray swallowed the second half of the sentence that had reached her mouth, "What to pretend", and said, "Help us evaluate the theory".

The main house has long been full, and this person has not been forced to move out since the beginning of his life, so he is obviously not a soft stubble.

Ji Xuan looked left and right, I don't know how he got involved, it was inexplicable, so he learned their yin and yang weirdness, and arched the fire:

"The two friends are both sincere, they are temperamental, it is better to see the truth under their hands."

In fact, with the increasing number of people in the hospital, the house conflict is indeed resolved by fighting.

They have not yet seen the true ability of the monks, but they all feel that they are the chosen ones who have changed their lives against the heavens and entered the path of cultivation.

If there is still some prestige in the mortal family, it is even more unbearable.