The new disciple muttered that Li Yan was a senior brother who bullied the small and entangled him around him.

The disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect who was in the same class as Li Yanhui scolded: "How can the Fifth Elder be a Peak Venerable? If you don't have the heart to apprentice, you can leave the Sword Spirit Sect." ”

Everyone is taken care of by Rong Hui, and many opportunities after the Immortal Ascension Conference come from Rong Hui, and they maintain Rong Hui's image and status.

One of the new disciples was unconvinced and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about what the senior brother said is ugly.

As we all know, the Fifth Elder is the only Qi Realm Elder in the thousands of years since the Sword Spirit Sect was founded, and he is not even proficient in the Imperial Sword, so it is normal for us to be dissatisfied.

Questioning the five elders is disrespectful, how can there be such a reason in the world!"

They are all the pride of the sky, and they are naturally happy to have the immortal fate on the Sword Spirit Sect.

But at home, they are all treasures held in the palm of their parents' hands, and along the way, Xuanji politely made them feel that the world of cultivating immortals is similar to home.

Seeing that Rong Hui was so weak, they respected the teacher and had no thoughts, so they should spend their own money to send them here to be the prince and experience life.

If you don't change your mistakes, you will make the following mistakes.

Li Yanhui helped Rong Hui to the chair standing in front of the Sword Spirit Pagoda, and took out the cushion and backrest from the good stream, so that the master could sleep comfortably.

Li Yanhui looked down at everyone condescendingly, "Do you think so?"

Zhang Qing hesitated for a moment in his heart, and said bluntly: "Senior brother, what I said is the truth. ”

"Don't cling to relatives. Li Yan's face is like sinking water, his personality is evil, his appearance is slightly gloomy, and when he has a black face, he gives people a sense of violent and wanton oppression. "My sword spirit sect is tolerant of all rivers, even beasts can go up, and you haven't been recognized by the sword mound to call my senior brother is not only unreasonable, but to get an inch, I have always hated people who are not greedy enough. ”

Zhang Qing chuckled in his heart, and they looked at Li Yanhui's gloomy face, and a sense of urgency rose in their hearts.

Zhang Qing was so angry that he pulled out the fairy sword in the sword mound and slashed indiscriminately, "You compare us with the beasts?"

Li Yan shook his finger back and said seriously: "You think too high of yourself, I think the beast feels offended." ”

Zhang Qing was furious, and he was so angry that he raised his sword and slashed at Li Yanhui.

Li Yanhui kicked him into the corner, and looked at the fairy sword in Zhang Qing's hand with a smile, "You're done." ”

The Sword Spirit sent disciples into the Sword Shrine could not take the initiative to draw the Immortal Sword.

The sword spirit faction, the sword chooses people.

Once the immortal sword is pulled out and disturbs the ancestors, no one can please them.

Before Zhang Qing could understand what was going on, his back sank, and the cold air fell through his clothes and on his skin, burrowing into the blood, freezing his teeth chattering, he felt as if he was carrying a corpse, and his ghost was so heavy that he couldn't get up.

Zhang Qing trembled and twisted his stiff neck.

Suddenly.

A bloodless face slammed into his eyes.

The eye socket occupied half of his face, and the grimace with his mouth pulled behind his ear made his brain go blank in fright, "Ghost!"

The miserable scream woke Rong Hui up, she squinted at the new disciples who screamed ghosts, and asked Li Yanhui and the others to go to the mountain behind the Sword Spirit Pagoda first, while she watched the Sword Spirit punish this group of lawless new disciples.

Zhang Qing was chased by the sword spirit in the sword mound and crawled all over the ground, "Fifth Elder, help!"

Rong Hui was indifferent to watch the show, she was sleepy, and her five senses were still there.

This group of disciples has ordinary qualifications, all of them are arrogant and do not take people seriously, they have no respect for the teacher, they have a loss of virtue, Rong Hui looks down on them, and they don't know how Xuanji found the five crooked melons and cracked dates.

"This seat is a small qi practitioner who has a weak heart. Rong Hui shook his hand and pulled out four fairy swords and stuffed them into the hands of the remaining people, "This is the defensive weapon that you are waiting for in the sword mound, take it." ”

In an instant, an angry ancestor turned into five, and the happiness was super doubled.

Listening to the hoarse screams of the sword mound, Rong Hui walked to the back mountain with satisfaction, guarding Li Yanhui is the top priority, the left and right sword spirits will not hurt these mortals, and it is understandable to teach them a lesson.

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"Boom!"

A purple thunderbolt hanging high in the sky fell from the sky and slashed at Li Yanhui's body, he gathered the spiritual power around the sword mound, and put his hands on the dantian to guide the spiritual power to condense into a protective shield to block the thunderstorm.

"Click!"

The miserable white lightning slashed on the top of Li Yan's head, and the protective shield he had condensed was vulnerable and shattered.

The feeling of numbness rushed from Tianlinggai to the center of his feet, and Li Yanhui only felt as if his heart had been pinched by a giant hand, and he felt numb and painful, and he palpitated for a while.

"Poof. ”

Li Yan spurted blood water in his mouth, and his back that was swept by the lightning tail was hot and painful, and he gritted his teeth and waited for the second thunderstorm.

There are a total of nine thunderstorms in the Qi Cultivation Realm and the Foundation Realm, eighty-one in the Jindan Realm, and two hundred and forty-three in the Yuanying Realm.

If the Yuanying Realm has not risen to a realm, it is an eighty-one heavenly tribulation.

It goes up again until the Mahayana period can split for several months.

Fighting for life with the sky, cruel to the extreme.

Li Yanhui was calculating the time of the second thunderstorm in his heart, and suddenly heard the voice of the master in his ears.

Rong Hui looked at the apprentice whose back turned into charcoal from a distance, and said lightly: "Sacrifice the shock on the top of your head, run the supreme golden heart trick, and hold the yuan and keep one."

You are Lei Linggen, try to convert the heavenly thunder into your own use, slowly figure it out, don't be anxious. ”

Li Yan did as he was told, looking at the sky with cunning eyes, and he was stubborn and refused to admit defeat.

"Boom ......"

After the more than 20 disciples who came in with Li Yanhui finished the tribulation, they found that the thunderstorm coiled on top of Li Yanhui's head had passed through nine paths, but there was no sign of dissipation.

The disciples were worried: "Five ......"

Rong Hui made a silent gesture, she handed out the pill to everyone, "Go out quietly." ”

Everyone didn't dare to say more, and left lightly.

Rong Hui's serious expression carried a nervousness that he couldn't even detect.

Wealth and danger are sought.

The jade pendant that Rong Hui gave to Li Yanhui was not only to guide thunder, but also to increase the secret technique of thunder, and he crossed not nine paths, but eighteen paths.

If you can't cross it, it's still a foundation realm.

If it passes, Li Yanhui will arrive at the Jindan realm as quickly as possible.

Others can't reach the Jindan realm for fifty, a hundred, or even three hundred years.

Li Yan returned for a maximum of 20 years.

Outside the Sword Shrine, Xuanji's gentle reassurance can be recognized by the Sword Spirit, and the new disciple who has no relationship with the Sword Spirit Sect is very puzzled by the thunder robbery that will not leave.

Xuanji's expression was solemn, "Third Senior Brother, only Li Yanhui and Fifth Senior Sister haven't come out yet, there is something wrong with this thunderstorm." ”

"The fifth senior sister is asking Li Yan for a chance, so don't worry about her. After only Qiongzhou, Wang Shi was very confident in Rong Hui's strength, "The little junior sister dismissed the disciples, and I am here to guard their master and apprentice." ”

Xuanji thought for a moment and nodded and left.

Wang Shi stared at the fierce and resolute thunder, and his face was relieved.

The fifth junior sister is making bones and blood for the Sword Spirit Sect again, cultivating the future of the Sword Spirit Sect, Wang Shi and Yourong.

At nightfall, the thunder dissipated.

Wang Shi looked at Li Yanhui on Rong Hui's back and personally sent them back to the Ethereal Peak.

Following.

Rong Hui woke up to find a letter of challenge suddenly appearing at the head of the bed.