Li Yan recalled the tragic situation between the wind and the palm of his hand, and his scalp was numb.

Is that what people do?

When he learned from Yuen Long what Feng Qing had done, he said to the enemy: "It was the gods who did it!"

The five elders are immortals, that's right.

"Quiet. Rong Hui silently read the regulations of the sect that floated in the air with ten lines at a glance, "Yuen Long, count the number of people." ”

Yuen Long was ordered to take the roll call one by one according to the register.

The rules are subject to change.

There is one more rule for the disciple to choose.

This session was coordinated by the Qingyun Sect, one of the three sects.

Qingyun Sect Elder Zhang Yuandao stood on the cloud platform overlooking the disciples of the various sects, and led everyone to worship the gods of Central Continent who had already soared.

Three thousand sects, tens of thousands of disciples read the great achievements of the sages in unison.

Only Rong Hui bowed and saluted, which was particularly eye-catching among a group of monks in Wuyang.

She used to cultivate in the Mahayana period, and she is already a scattered immortal.

Don't worship immortals.

Don't kneel when you meet God.

Zhang Yuandao furrowed his eyebrows, pressed the displeasure in his heart, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "Congratulations on entering the world of cultivating immortals." ”

The sound that resounded in the sky rolled down like thunder and drifted into everyone's ears.

A word of congratulations, inspiring.

The audience erupted in cheers that pierced the clouds and cracked stones, and a confident smile bloomed on everyone's face.

"For the Zhongzhou Immortal Dao Yongchang, after the discussion of the six sects, the disciples who have entered the various sects can re-choose the sect that suits them according to the cultivation situation of these few days before the big competition. ”

"Give you an hour to choose your time. ”

"Of course, each sect can also show its strength like its disciples and retain talents. ”

This rule is insignificant in relation to the first three and the next three.

The people in the immortal cultivation world are proud to enter the six major sects.

This rule is even worse for the small sect.

Some sects even have only one new disciple.

This lone seedling ran away, and this immortal ascension conference is equivalent to coming in vain.

As soon as the regulations were introduced, the sects that were on par with the strength of the Sword Spirit Sect looked at Rong Hui one after another.

That look is like looking at the meat on the chopping board, and you can't fight your strong self without slashing twice.

"Elder Rong, the Sword Spirit Sect is happy to have a hundred talented and beautiful jades this year, can Elder Wang Shi support it?"

Rong Huipi smiled and said, "It's better to be a person in my Sword Spirit Sect than to be a dog in your Yinshan Sect, isn't Yuen Long?"

Yuen Long comprehended and said to the introductory disciples who did not know what was going on, "It is well known in the immortal cultivation world that when the head of the Sanyin faction is angry, he will turn his disciples into dogs and leash them in the Sanyin sect, and the disciples who are lagging behind in cultivation will also become dogs guarding the house, so the 'people and dogs' of the Sanyin faction are in groups. ”

"The head of the Sanyin faction admires the Western Fanbang sect, and he wants to join but can't. ”

"The Sanyin faction is up and down, and the Shanyin faction often writes poems to humiliate other sects in Central Continent, and he likes to humiliate his disciples and turn them into dogs, so he has a bad reputation for Muyang dogs. ”

Yuen Long Zhengse said: "The Jindan cultivation of the elders of the Shanyin faction is stronger than that of the five elders, you have to think clearly about whether you want to be a person or a dog!"

Li Yan replied secretly: Is that a little stronger?

The world is far apart.

"The disciple is a member of the Sword Spirit Sect. Li Yanhui was the first to express his loyalty, "Death is the dead man of the Sword Spirit Sect." ”

Yuen Long laughed: "Good!"

"Tsk, how can a scum like the Shanyin Sect have the face to choose a disciple at the Immortal Ascension Conference. ”

"Phew, who let this group of mad dogs make trouble, it spoils Lao Tzu's mood!"

The scolding poured into the ears of the elder of the Shanyin faction, and he was about to make a move on Rong Hui in annoyance, only to see a blue light inserted between the two, and the elder of the Shanyin faction fell to the ground with a scream.

It was Zhang Yuandao who made the shot.

Rong Hui looked at the middle-aged Taoist, "Thank you." ”

Zhang Yuandao's elegant and easy-going jaw.

Judging by his appearance, it is difficult to associate him with the fierce god who slaughtered the Immortal Yin Sect.

According to the news given by Yuen Long, Xiao Jin sent tens of millions of spirit stones and a few magic weapons overnight, and caught a scapegoat and sent it to Qingyun Sect to reveal the matter of the dagger killing.

Whoever wants to come.

Xiao Jin came with the prayer flag of the Xianyin Sect in his hand.

After a night of precipitation, he looked less impetuous than before, and much calmer.

Xiao Jin was flanked by a six-year-old child.

Xiao Jin's eyes are above the top, and he can't look down on this child's qualifications at all.

Rong Hui's mind moved, and he guessed the identity of this child, which must be related to the ghost of the dead.

Zhang Yuandao's eyes widened, and he said meaningfully: "The roots and bones of Elder Xiao's personal disciple are mediocre. ”

Xiao Jin's hands tightened and smiled reluctantly, "He has a relationship with me." ”

"There is fate, there is fate. Zhang Yuandao smiled, he took out a scroll and gave it to the child, "Doll, I also have a fate with you, give you a gadget." ”

The child took it ignorantly and thanked him obediently.

Xiao Jin was like a great enemy, and he hurriedly let go of his divine sense to check if there was anything wrong with the scroll.

The magic weapon is divided into three categories: heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, followed by the spirit treasure, and then the high-level, intermediate, and low-level magic weapons.

The magic weapon level is divided into upper, middle and lower.

"Lower grade spirit treasure scroll. Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "Thank you, senior." ”

It's that he's narrow-minded.

Rong Hui glanced at Zhang Yuandao, and the corners of his mouth curled.

This is the open-mindedness that a cultivator should have.

After the Shanyin faction, there were a few sects that didn't have long eyes to fight the autumn wind, and Rong Hui ruthlessly exposed the old bottom and left stupidly.

After Yuen Long counted the people, it was found that there were more than a dozen missing.

One of them went to the Immortal Yin Sect.

Because the conditions given by Xiao Jin are more attractive.

"If you enter the Xianyin Sect above the Shuangling Root, you will be a disciple of the inner sect of the Xianyin Sect and practice under my sect. ”

Xiao Jin looked at Li Yanhui and said with a smile: "The disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect only need ordinary spiritual roots, and they will enter my sect to practice, and the treatment is exactly the same as that of the inner disciples. ”

Yuen Long's face changed drastically.

Is this the choice?

It's clearly a robbery!

Yuen Long looked at the beginner disciples who were about to move, and said in a low voice: "Fifth Elder, the weakest disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect is also the Three Spirit Root. ”

Rong Hui said unhurriedly: "A verbal promise has shaken you?"

Everyone blushed and looked down at their toes in shame.

I don't have any concentration at all, it's too bad.

Xiao Jin continued to increase: "Form a contract in black and white." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the introductory disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect widened.

They passed the first test.

But you may not be able to become an inner disciple.

The treatment of inner disciples and outer disciples is very different!

Many disciples were itchy and unbearable.

The old god of Rong Hui was saying: "The inner disciples of the Xianyin Sect have grabbed a handful, how many of them have come out?"

"My Sword Spirit Sect is different, and I will send companions to read at the beginning. ”

Rong Hui smiled and said, "Most of you cultivators use swords, and there are thousands of monks who have sword spirits?"

"Enter my sword spirit to send the sword spirit, fight to the death two to one, majestic, handsome and sassy. ”

The hearts of the disciples were immediately pressed.

That's the sword spirit that a monk dreams of!

Li Yan muttered back, "There is such a good thing, there must be fraud." ”

Admission is accompanied by a student.

How do you look at it, it's unreliable.

Xiao Jin continued to increase, "The sword spirit sent the sword spirit, and the Xianyin Sect sent a set of speed walking magic weapons!"

The other immortal sects on the cloud platform were dumbfounded when they saw Xiao Jin and Rong Hui playing bigger and bigger.

Many disciples looked at the Xianyin Sect, and the team behind Xiao Jin became bigger and bigger.

At the same time, the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect also walked nearly a third.

Yuen Long saw that something was wrong, "Fifth Elder, the Xianyin Sect is using you as a springboard to build momentum. ”

Rong Hui smiled and said, "I also use the Immortal Yin Sect to screen disciples with uncertain temperaments to eliminate troubles for the Sword Spirit Sect. ”

Moreover, most of the people who went to the Xianyin Sect were three spirit roots, and there was only one double spirit root.

The price paid by Xiao Jin has changed from zero to tens of thousands.

The Immortal Yin Sect would pay a terrible price for his decision.

After the selection of disciples was over, only half of the Sword Spirit Sect was left.

Some disciples are really because they don't agree with the Sword Spirit Sect's cultivation style.

Others are unable to resist temptation.

——

The long-awaited sect competition has finally begun.

The three auxiliary magic weapons provided by the previous three sects were captured by the Qingyun Sect and the Hehuan Sect.

The last party Ju Lingding was pocketed by Li Yanhui.

In the ring, the move he used was what he realized from Rong Hui's sword intent last night.

After getting into the ring, Li Yanhui knew how important it was to breathe and breathe.

One breath and one breath, providing him with a steady stream of spiritual energy, he barely beat the fierce opponent of the Qingyun Sect.

"After the disciple competition, the elders of the sect can challenge the other elders according to their own needs. ”

Zhang Yuandao spread his left hand, and a delicate pagoda appeared in his palm, "Don't cause casualties, the disciples on the loser's side can choose to stay in the original sect, start!"

The voice fell.

Everyone looked at Xiao Jin and Rong Hui together.

Sure enough, Xiao Jin jumped into the ring, "Elder Rong, Li Yan replied that I am decided." ”

Rong Hui flew up to the cloud platform, her hat was blown by the wind, and she took out her wooden sword, "See if you have that ability." ”

Xiao Jin yelled: "Look at the move!"

Rong Hui's body was like electricity, and the two slammed into each other like fire meteors, and then bounced away.

Immediately afterward, a thick fog enveloped the two of them.

All they could hear was a shrill whistling, and the ground shook violently, and the hearts of the people were terrified.

Li Yanhui and Yuen Long looked inside nervously, and their hearts rose to their throats.

In the crowd, Yun He, who had rushed back from thousands of miles away, was so thin that he clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes burning like lightning, and his eyes overflowing with worry.

In an anonymous sect.

Rong Rong put the token in his heart, glanced at the ring, and left indifferently.

"During the Qi refining period, against the Shangyuan Infant True Monarch, the elders of the Sword Spirit Sect are looking for death. ”

"The Xianyin Sect has won! Poor Rong Hui is about to be cut into slices. ”

"Wow, that's miserable!"

"A generation of geniuses is finally going to die? A genius in a hundred years of out-of-body period, it's a pity. ”

"The Sword Spirit Sect is beyond its means!"

The more Li Yanhui listened, the more piercing his ears became, he took out a large bag of spirit stones and smashed them on the faces of the mouthy and tongue-talking, pretending to be panicked and said: "My spirit stones!

The people who were about to get angry hurriedly lowered their heads to pick up the spirit stones.

In an ordinary sect, an inner disciple only has thirty spirit stones a year.

Spirit stones are not easy to come by, and if you don't pick them up at this time, you will wait for when.

The gossip suddenly disappeared.

Li Yanhui looked back at the people who bent down to pick up the spirit stones, and pouted.

Is this the virtue of the monks?

A moment later, two figures burst out of the thick fog.

Xiao Jin's clothes were torn into wicker, and her cheeks were high and swollen, red and swollen.

On the other hand, look at the emblem.

...

Her face was hidden in her hood, and no one could see what expression she could see.

But Yuen Long found that Xiao Jin was limping when she walked.

What Rong Hui was like when he went, and what was it like when he came back.

"The face of the Immortal Yin Sect Elder is swollen!"

I don't know who screamed.

The next moment, he was separated from his family.

Seeing this, no one dared to say a word.

It's just that Ronghui is not in the Qi refining period?

How did you slap Yuanying Zhenjun's face swollen?

I don't know if he was provoked by Rong Hui, Xiao Jin challenged a hundred immortal sects in a row, vented fiercely, and returned to the Xianyin Sect after getting more than a dozen double spirit root disciples.

Yuen Long asked curiously, "Fifth Elder, what's going on?"

Rong Hui said: "Xiao Jin is purely a swordsmanship. ”

This person is really strange.

Rong Hui is ready to strike first.

Xiao Jin only used swordsmanship to win her respect, and then there was a swordsmanship competition.

After a day's rest, Rong Hui was preparing to return to the Sword Spirit Sect.

Suddenly saw her own little junior brother.

The future head of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.