Li Yanhui looked back at a group of ignorant leeks...... Senior brother and sister, turned his head to face the disciple in charge of enrollment in Qingyun Sect, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, dare to ask you this year?"

Shi Yuan chuckled in his heart, not understanding the meaning of Li Yan's reply.

Thinking of the half of the new disciples who had been deceived by the Sword Spirit Sect, Shi Yuan's eyelids jumped, "Three out of sixty." ”

"Geometry?"

Shi Yuan was silent for a while, "Jindan Realm Beginner." ”

The sixty-year-old Jin Danjing was already a genius in Central Continent, and Shi Yuan didn't feel ashamed.

The new disciples who had come from the mortal world to cultivate the immortal realm were full of envy.

For ordinary people, the hundred-year-old Jin Dan is a monk with high understanding and good qualifications, and when he was sixty years old, he became a monk, which suddenly aroused the fanatical worship of the disciples to the Qingyun Sect.

"Senior Brother Shi Yuan is sixty years old and is in the Jindan Realm, worthy of being a monk under the guidance of the Qingyun Sect, strong!"

"Qingyun Sect deserves to be the first sect in Zhongzhou, I like it!"

"Senior Brother Shi Yuan is so handsome! Senior Brother Shi Yuan is so handsome! Senior Brother Shi Yuan is so handsome! Important things have to be said three times. ”

"Qingyun Sect is too powerful!"

When the compliments of the mountain and tsunami fell, he laughed happily and said humbly: "You don't know, I am just the most ordinary person among the Qingyun disciples, everyone has heard of the status of the Qingyun Sect in Zhongzhou, I will not go into details, you need to choose what you can rely on and what you can support yourself, Qingyun Sect is your best choice." ”

For a while, the Qingyun Sect was in full swing, and its morale soared.

In contrast, the Sword Spirit Sect was particularly deserted, and the disciples were also a little listless and demoralized.

Hearing Shi Yuan's voice, Rong Hui quietly fell beside Li Yanhui.

"Master, why are you here?" Li Yanhui took out the reclining chair and parasol from the Qiankun bag, and let the two junior disciples fan one and hold the fruit plate, "Didn't you say you couldn't come?"

Rong Hui lay comfortably on his back and smiled comfortably, "If I don't come, who will support you." ”

Coincidentally, this time, the presiding disciple of Qingyun Sect recruited Qingyun Sect Zhang Yuandao.

In addition to being convinced by Shen Shujian, Zhang Yuandao was the most fearful, or fearful, of Rong Hui.

"You perform yours, leave me alone. ”

Rong Hui took a grape and said with a smile.

As soon as Rong Hui appeared, everyone's eyes were all focused on her, with a unique cold and arrogant temperament, a gorgeous appearance, and the terrifying power of a sword frost and cold Kyushu engraved in their minds.

Time.

Blushing blushing.

The heart is fascinated.

Shi Yuan looked at Rong Hui fixedly, and his heart was drumming.

How did the Fifth Elder, the God of Killing, come here!

He turned his head to look at Zhang Yuandao, whose lips were white, and said anxiously, "Master, will the five elders use brute force to bring all the disciples I sent into the sect." ”

Rong Hui's domineering and unreasonable image penetrated deep into Shi Yuan's heart, and there was nothing that the five elders couldn't do.

"Seeing Rong Hui is scared like this, what's the point!" Zhang Yuandao coldly reprimanded the cowardly disciple, "This is the Ascension Immortal Terrace, you are a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, no matter how strong the Sword Spirit Sect is, can you still be the enemy of the Qingyun Sect?" she didn't dare to give Rong Hui 10,000 guts!"

"Who said I wouldn't dare. Rong Hui Shi Ran got up, his cold eyes like frost and his face turned pale to get the master and apprentice, "I remember that there is a rule for Shengxiantai to accept disciples, if you see a disciple who has been accepted by the other party, you can challenge the other party's elders, and then snatch the disciple back." ”

Back then, Xiao Jin was disgraced by Rong Hui in Shengxiantai, and he couldn't even recruit decent disciples, so he used this rule to rob the proud disciples of the weak small sect to give the Tianyin Sect Master an errand.

At that time, Rong Hui Jindan had cracks and could not be fully used.

She is now at the peak of the out-of-body realm, Zhang Yuandao is only in the early stage of the out-of-body realm, and beating him is like playing.

Not to mention the ruthless killing sword sword cultivation can skip the level challenge.

"As soon as the Sword Spirit Sect entered the six major sects, it will be the enemy of my Qingyun Sect?"

Zhang Yuandao's voice was slightly cool, with a hint of uncertainty.

"It's not interesting to play games within the rules to pull the sect. ”

Rong Hui didn't care about his threat, "If Elder Zhang has to count, I'm afraid you won't dare." ”

Zhang Yuandao said coldly: "Why don't you dare!"

Where don't you dare?

He can fight well, too!

"The Sword Spirit Sect can be the enemy of the Nine Holy Lands for the sake of this seat. Rong Hui tilted his head and smiled, "Will the Qingyun Sect go to war with my Sword Spirit Sect for a mere elder?"

This is no longer the case.

In the past, the status of the Sword Spirit Sect in Central Continent was not up or down, although the elders were all cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm, but unfortunately due to the scale, it was just a sect that could not be improved.

The current Sword Spirit Sect has more than thirty Jindan Realm disciples, four Out-of-Body Realm elders, and is already one of the six major sects, and it has also annexed the Qingcheng Sect, the largest 10,000-mile sword mound in Central Continent, and its strength is incomparable.

The Qingyun Sect and the Sword Spirit Sect duel each other, even if it wins, it will break its muscles and bones.

"You ......"

Zhang Yuandao was speechless.

Qingyun Sect really wouldn't offend the Sword Spirit Sect for the sake of his little elder.

Rong Hui's fearless appearance is too dazzling.

And I can't beat it myself.......

Zhang Yuandao's heart was extremely empty.

The new disciple who heard the conversation between the two was extremely surprised.

"The Qingyun Sect has deep roots, and the Sword Spirit Sect has a human touch, so I'm starting to get entangled. ”

"Qingyun Sect is good, there are eighteen out-of-body realm powers, and there is also a sword saint in the combined realm, choose Qingyun Sect. ”

"I think the Sword Spirit Sect is better, it can offend the Jiuzhou Holy Land for one elder, seven elders, four out-of-body realms, it is already very powerful, there are so many disciples of the Qingyun Sect, those elders will definitely not be able to control us." ”

When Rong Hui heard this, his eyes glanced at a few Yuanying Realm cultivators who wanted to find support, and said solemnly: "I promise everyone who wants to join the Sword Spirit Sect or is already a monk of the Sword Spirit Sect.

When you are in danger. Don't give up!

Behind you.

There is a powerful sect that is willing to seek justice for all its disciples!

There is no distinction between high and low.

There is no distinction between the outer door or the personal tradition.

The Sword Spirit Sect is your strongest backing.

This seat is the sword that stands out for you!"

"Zheng—"

The majestic birth of the fairy sword was suspended in mid-air, like a scorching sun, dazzling.

Li Yanhui struck while the iron was hot, "Just now I asked Senior Brother Shiyun's age and cultivation, and now it's my turn." ”

"I am Li Yanhui, a sixth-generation disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect's Ethereal Peak, twenty-nine years old, in the middle of the Jindan Realm. ”

The voice fell.

It was as if a light hit Li Yanhui, and everyone's eyes shifted to this Jindan Realm genius who was less than thirty.

Fortune is 60 years old, and it is already fascinating.

Li Yanhui made them stunned!

What is genius.

That's genius.

Li Yan is familiar with psychology, and the strong contrast highlights the strength of the Sword Spirit School.

It doesn't work in the film.

It's enough to fool this bunch of leeks.

"In addition, my junior brother Bai Xingyi is also a Jindan realm cultivator. ”

Li Yan smiled back and said, "Everyone, do you want to become a master of the Jindan Realm in less than thirty like me? What are you hesitating about, the Sword Spirit Sect is the best choice for everyone." ”

As he spoke, Li Yan recalled, brewing emotions, and choked up: "Master Xuanyi Ancestor, your disciples and grandchildren have been bullied by the people of Qingyun Sect so much that they can't raise their heads, you must not sit idly by, help me." 126 Chinese Net

Tears fell from Li Yanhui's cheeks.

He turned his back to his disciple and faced Rong Hui, tears came as soon as he said it.

Rong Hui's eyes have always been, is this okay?

The next moment.

Xuan Yi rushed out of the storm and rushed to the Qingyun Sect, with a wide sleeve of a Buddha, the palace of the Qingyun Sect collapsed, and the dust and smoke were billowing out.

Zhang Yuandao's eyes widened.

Although it was not the main building of the Qingyun Sect residence that collapsed.

But!

Zhang Yuandao said angrily: "Senior Xuanyi, Li Yan replied to the letter! What he said is all false!"

The ones who are really bullied are they, okay!

Xuan Yi's blue eyes shot a cold glow, "Do you think this seat will believe you?" Or are the tears of this seat's disciple grandchildren fake?"

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, Xuan Yi is the first time he sees Li Yan crying, he is a little shocked, and he must find a place for the child.

Zhang Yuandao was furious, "He pretended! fake crying!"

Li Yanhui rubbed his red and swollen eyes, "Master Zu, Elder Zhang yelled at me." ”

I knew that I didn't need the chili water squeezed by Chaotian pepper, it was too spicy, it was really too spicy, and he couldn't control his tears at all.

As soon as the tears fell, it became more realistic.

Xuan Yi summoned a shocking flood and slashed over with a sword!

Zhang Yuandao wanted to cry without tears and was forced to fight.

Li Yanhui had tears of relief in his eyes, and he said 'OK' to Master, and then took out his sunglasses to cover his red and swollen eyes.

"Dear junior brothers and sisters, do you see it, this is the sword spirit of my sword spirit faction, the power is unparalleled, join the sword spirit faction to send the sword spirit, with one enemy and two beauty, what are you waiting for!"

"Wow, the sword spirit is so handsome!

"I also want to marry at the age of thirty!"

"In such a comparison, the Qingyun Sect is indeed much worse, and the Sword Spirit Sect is worthy of being a Zhongxing Sect, which is worth looking forward to. ”

"Five....... Fifth Elder, you are the most beautiful female cultivator I have ever seen, I love you, I want to enter the Ethereal Peak!"

"Qingyun Sect is not enough, the Sword Spirit Sect is the potential stock. ”

Watching more than half of the disciples run the Sword Spirit Sect to test their qualifications, Li Yanhui felt that it was worth it.

He compared a scissorhand to Yuen Long, who was pretending to be a new disciple in the crowd.

Yuen Long, the leader of the navy army who had been disguised on his face, responded to the call and returned to the Sword Spirit Sect with fresh leeks.

The new disciple asked puzzledly, "Why is that senior brother in tears?" ”

Yuen Long held back his smile and said as seriously as possible: "He is so happy, he cries with joy, he loves us new disciples deeply, those are not tears, it is the heavy love of senior brother, so we must cultivate hard and not live up to the trust of senior brother." ”

The new disciples were very moved.

The old fritters in the immortal cultivation world were disdainful of Li Yanhui's petty methods.

They wanted to enter the Qingyun Sect to practice, but they were shy away from the cultivation conditions.

One of the monks said weakly: "Monks below the Yuanying Realm earn three hundred spirit stones every month, and they need to bring five hundred disciples to kill the seventh-order fierce beast Neidan every month before they can stay in the Qingyun Sect." ”

He said to the black-clothed and black-haired monk beside him: "Brother Zhan, the seventh fierce beast is equivalent to the mid-stage cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm, or it is killed every month, I'm afraid I can't do it, I don't want to go." ”

"It's not promising!" Liu Zhan said coldly: "Qingyun Sect has the best cultivation resources, even if I don't give the spirit stone, I will go."

Besides, isn't it just a seventh-order fierce beast, it's okay to work hard.

Fu Yu, the dream is right in front of you, do you want to give up?"

Entering the Qingyun Sect to practice is something that all monks dream of.

Fu Yugang has just entered the Yuanying realm, so naturally he can't do the challenge of skipping the level, he doesn't want to go.

Fu Yu looked at his friend timidly, and said worriedly: "Liu Zhan, you are only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, so it's best to ...... It's best not to take risks. ”

Liu Zhan's face was like sinking water, and he was very unhappy, "Hmph, coward, you don't want me to force you!"

Fu Yu took the corner of his clothes and said softly: "I, I...... I'm afraid. ”

"Afraid?!" Liu Zhan hated that iron could not become steel, "If you are afraid, you will go to the Sword Spirit Sect!

Fu Yu panicked, "I don't want to be separated from you." ”

Liu Zhan couldn't get used to his cowardly appearance the most, and he was too badly beaten.

Every time I follow behind me like a puppy aggrieved, it's not good to be a burden.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were world friends, Liu Zhan would have kicked this annoying spirit out earlier.

"You don't want to be separated from me? I think you're afraid of death, don't you dare. Liu Zhan pulled back his sleeve and snorted coldly, "It's so annoying." ”

Fu Yu's hand stiffened, and he lowered his head with low self-esteem, "Do you really hate me?"

Liu Zhan said angrily: "I can't wait for you to disappear from my eyes now!"

Fu Yu's eyes were red, he just made the most correct choice, and he didn't know why his friend lost his temper so much, "Then, okay, I'll bother you." ”

As he spoke, Fu Yu lowered his head and ran to the Sword Spirit Sect to sign up for the audition.

The minimum cultivation of the Teaching Master of the Sword Spirit Sect is the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm.

Rong Hui said coldly: "Name." ”

The cold voice pierced Fu Yu's ears, and he was startled when he was timid, he looked at the beautiful Liuli Baozun, his face suddenly turned red, and he stammered: "Fu, Fu Yu." ”

"Fu Yu?" Rong Hui reached out and lifted his chin and laughed, "You've been hired." ”

"Huh?" Fu Yu was a little confused, "Is it that simple?" ”

He also thought that he would be eliminated after a lot of screening.

Rong Hui smiled, "Look at you." ”

The name of Fu Yu, the master of the exercises, is like thunder, and one of her fairy swords is from Fu Yu's hand, and it is also her favorite sword.

Fu Yu is from the Xiaochen realm, and his appearance is unforgettable in this life.

Fu Yu used to be the master of the Qingyun Sect, Rong Hui didn't expect that he would actually pick up the treasure, and he was in a good mood.

"Hmph!" Liu Zhan sneered, "I just said why didn't you choose me, it turned out that I wanted to be the subordinate of the five elders." ”

Fu Yu blushed and explained, "No, it's not like this, me. ”

"You don't need to explain to him, from now on, you are the instructor of my Sword Spirit Sect. ”

Rong Hui's fingers moved, the golden light flickered, and the flowing clouds turned around his neck like a ghost, delicately avoiding the major arteries, leaving a circle of wounds.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted wildly.

Liu Zhan covered his hot neck in horror, and his heart was cold.

He didn't see how Rong Hui made a move, it was too terrifying!

"Next time I say something disrespectful, I'll cut off your head and kick it as a ball. ”

Rong Hui looked at Liu Zhan with a smile, his cold eyes flickered, like an out-of-body sword, sharp and pressing, "Get out." ”

The monks who came with Liu Zhan and the others were shocked.

It is rumored that Rong Hui's ruthless killing sword has reached its ultimate level.

The rumors are true!

The future of the Sword Spirit Sect is promising.

The monks who wanted to go to the Qingyun Sect were shaken.

Fu Yu looked at his friend who had signed up for the Qingyun Sect blankly, and said to Rong Hui: "Fifth Elder, Brother Zhan has a bad temper, he didn't mean it, I will take him to make amends to you." ”

"What does it have to do with you when he makes mistakes? Rong Hui said lightly: "This seat does not allow anyone to humiliate the people of my Sword Spirit Sect in any way, Fu Yu, including you, including all the teachers of the Sword Spirit Sect." ”

Rong Hui is full of words.

The monks were moved.