Xuanji, who had come from Edgeworth, saw the clouds and fire swooping into the mountain stream in a hurry, and his icy eyes erupted with rage, almost burning the Ethereal Peak to ashes

Xuanji paused for a moment, fluttered down on Rong Hui's side, and said puzzledly: "Yunhe has a cold temperament, whoever makes him so angry, it looks like he wants to eat people." ”

As far as she knew.

What can make Yun He frightened is also the fifth senior sister who is cold to him.

Rong Hui turned around indifferently, "Who knows." ”

The token of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion fell from her hand, indicating that she and the token were not related for the time being.

Cultivation and cultivation.

Even if the token falls into the hands of the monk, it can be used as a secret weapon at most.

There is no way to know, and no one can recall the Dharma of the doppelganger.

Xuanji's lips moved, and finally she didn't say what was in her heart, she regretted: "Actually, Yunhe is a good boy. ”

Xuanji once envied the Ronghui sect for his well-being, and he had cultivated three apprentices above the Jindan stage for decades.

There are hundreds of disciples of Qihua Peak, and there is only one apprentice who has listened to Zen enlightenment so far, and there are many regrets in my heart.

Until I saw the rebels who were Rong Hui.

Suddenly felt that the people who prayed for Huafeng were all good babies.

"Seventh Elder, the matter of the Ethereal Peak is not allowed to be interfered with by others. ”

Rong Hui's voice was slightly cold, and the cold voice leached out the cold frost that penetrated the bones.

Xuanji was slightly stunned, her Kanzha Ronghui's straight back only felt that she was looking up at the mountains and felt small.

Just like when the Master was a child, he met the former head of the body with his own newly drawn qi, and a sense of awe, pressure, and fear arose.

Xuanji teachers and students took a moment, and then looked at Rong Hui sitting in a luxurious soft sedan chair, and the strangeness disappeared suddenly.

I must have been dazzled.

The fifth senior sister is not that powerful.

——

Dengyuntai is only five hundred miles away from the Sword Spirit Sect, and the sword is fleeting.

After Rong Hui took a soft sedan chair down the mountain, he let his disciples go first, and ran by himself.

After several months of rebirth, it has become a habit for Rong Hui to swing his sword ten thousand times a day.

Jian Xiu is the least afraid of blood and sweat.

Rong Hui intended to forge his body, so he let the disciples of the foundation building period who could resist the sword fly in the sky and chase after him below.

Half a day later, the belated Rong Hui settled in the Sword Spirit Sect's station on Dengyuntai.

Dengyuntai is called Tai, but it is actually a small town.

The people who admired the immortal ascension conference saw the errand chaser for the first time, and they were extremely curious.

"I don't know what sect the person chasing the sword is from, and if there is a sword, it will be strange to retreat instead of the sword. ”

"I've heard that it's the Fifth Elder of the Sword Spirit Sect who is presiding over this Immortal Ascension Conference, and she's an out-of-body ancestor!"

"Hehe, one hundred and eighty years of out-of-body old ancestor, who doesn't know that this is the famous Qi refining period elder in the immortal cultivation world, hahaha, there is no one in the Sword Spirit Sect, please come and be an elder with such a thing, if you kneel down and beg the master, the master will consider joining the Sword Spirit Sect to be an elder and keep the Sword Spirit Sect safe. ”

"Ah, a low-level cultivator in the Qi refining period can also become an elder, the Sword Spirit Sect is too empty!"

"Brother Tai, don't you want to join the Sword Spirit Sect, their elders' cultivation is even lower than yours, you can definitely do it. ”

", even if I die with such a sect that doesn't know people, I will never enter this door if I can't cultivate immortals in my life!"

"Come and see, come and see, the Xianyin Sect has lowered the test standard, as long as it is a person, it can be tested!"

In addition to human cultivation, there are naturally demon cultivators.

As long as the heart is on the right path, you can start to practice.

These were shouting loudly at the door of the Sword Spirit Sect's rudder, and most of the mortals with acceptable qualifications responded to the call and ran without a trace.

Those who remained at the door of the Sword Spirit Sect were either three or two crooked melons and cracked dates, or demon cultivators who had just opened their spiritual wisdom.

The disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect who had registered for the register threw away his pen, and the green tendons on his neck flared up: "The Xianyin Sect is too deceitful!"

Rong Hui swept his angry face, his eyes fell on the only name on the register, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

"Five Elders. The disciple took a deep breath, he followed Rong Hui's gaze and looked at the register book, his face was flushed, "The disciple is from Yuen Long of Qianlai Peak, and the disciple is incompetent so far, he has only recruited one person to cultivate." ”

If it weren't for the fact that Rong Hui is cultivation during the Qi refining period spread all over the Inner Kyushu and made everyone in the immortal cultivation world known, the list in the register would definitely be more than that.

Thinking of this, Yuen Long complained that Yung Hui did good things and did not do things that were detrimental to the door.

The dignified elder of the Sword Spirit Sect followed the ass of the disciple in the foundation building period in a fart, losing the face of the Sword Spirit Sect, and he was humiliated here for a day.

Rong Hui came back to his senses and said casually: "Next time, I will try to recruit another one." ”

Yuen Long was ashamed again, and after this incident, he was afraid that the task given by the master would not be completed.

Rong Hui's cultivation was inferior to him, relying on himself to be an elder in front of him, without considering his feelings at all, and said indignantly: "The fifth elder doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, how easy it is to recruit disciples!"

"I don't have a backache when I sit and talk. Rong Hui sat on the main seat, she grabbed the little loach lying on the corner of the table, asked the ins and outs, and registered it in the register with a big stroke.

"Yuen Long, take it to the test. ”

Yuen Long held a black loach the size of chopsticks, pushed it into his pocket impatiently, and said irritably: "Fifth Elder, it is just an ordinary black water snake, and if you are lucky, it is also a waste snake, test what it does." ”

Besides, the black loach can't afford to pay for the test.

Rong Hui said: "What is impatient, let you test, you test." ”

It wasn't a small loach, it was a black Jiao that had to retract back to its original form to preserve its physical strength when its spiritual power was exhausted.

If the black Jiao has a fate, it can be turned into a dragon that calls the wind and rain.

Rong Hui snapped his fingers, several human figures outside the door had not been repaired, and the demon cultivators who hid their ears and tails lined up obediently.

A moment later, Yuen Long's excited voice came from inside the house, and spread all over the platform through the fairy sound flowers on the earrings of Rong Hui.

"Fifth Elder, it turned out to be the Black Jiao of the Jindan Period!"

"Five Elders—"

A loud voice exploded over the platform.

Hundreds of sects listened with the same ear, and their mouths seemed to be filled with half a bottle of vinegar, sour.

The black Jiao of the Jindan period was all picked up by the waste elder of the Sword Spirit Sect, and his luck was too good!

According to the usual practice, each sect after the Immortal Ascension Conference will conduct a newcomer competition.

The top student will receive three auxiliary magic weapons to encourage the beginner disciple to practice.

This year's three magic weapons are provided by the previous three cases.

All the sects have been coveting it for a long time, and they have come up with strange tricks to recruit the most potential geniuses.

And the first time to let go of the clamps, allowing the sect to accept monks with art apprentices.

This meant that the monks who had been expelled from the school had found a new way out.

Among them is Rong Rong and Feng Qing, who have become outcasts of the Sword Spirit Sect.

The wind is gentle, and because the "goddess" is summoned from the Danzhou ice cliff, she is favored by heaven and is favored by the three sects.

——

Rong Rong took the little junior sister's soft and boneless hand, and the appearance of the goddess in the token appeared in his mind again and again.

Holy as she is.

Powerful as she is.

Noble as her.

Just thinking about it, Rong Rong's heart throbbed.

The wind whispered softly, calmly melted in his ears, and he didn't realize it.

He longed to see the goddess again, but he was afraid that he would never see her again after he summoned her.

The two of them walked to the station of the Sword Spirit Sect at some point.

Feng's gently powdered fingertips retracted into his palm, and he shook his hand nervously, "Senior brother, five... Five Elders. ”

Rong Rong frowned and said, "What Fifth Elder, little junior sister, don't disturb me..."

Sensing a familiar aura, Rong Rong's words came to an abrupt end.

He looked at Rong Hui sadly, and when he was about to speak, he glanced at the strange young man who was coming in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his sword qi suddenly exploded.