Ye Yizhou thought for a while and said, "I've been in the beginner's school for five years, and Senior Brother Xie was already writing five years ago.

It's going to take more than ten years, and more and more disciples have written psychic records over the years......"

"And if I want to know something, can you please?"

This is what Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly thought, their psychic record is to collect the big and small news of the sect, if they are capable enough, who Jun Xin is should be able to know quickly.

Ye Yizhou rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "We are only responsible for the collection, but we have never come to listen to the news for the needs of our disciples like this. What do you want to know, maybe there is a record in the psychic book of previous years. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao shook her head, she checked the history of the Cangjian Sect for nearly five hundred years and couldn't find it, and there was definitely no news about the psychic records in the past ten years.

It seems that she is overthinking.

Seeing that Cheng Zhaozhao had no more words, Ye Yizhou asked:

"Then you've taken this task?"

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded: "Feasible." ”

When Ye Yizhou heard this, he handed her ten high-level transmission notes and said, "You have to send back the news of the day in time, and the news we have here also pays attention to a first-come, first-served basis, and the latter has no merit at all."

Another thing you can rest assured is that the source of this news is only known to our disciples, and the source of the news will not be revealed, and you will not offend the disciples in the sect because of this. ”

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Zhaozhao asked with some curiosity: "I don't know who Senior Brother Xie you are talking about?"

Ye Yizhou glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao warily: "If you have the opportunity in the future, you will meet him, but there is one point, Senior Brother Xie doesn't like stalking female cultivators." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhaozhao's face sank: "You think too much." ”

Ye Yizhou is a person who can read his face, and said with a smile at the moment: "Look at me, I am open-mouthed, you must not take anything wrong to heart." ”

As he spoke, he personally sent Cheng Zhaozhao out of the door, and reminded at the entrance of the cave: "You can use the daily jade slip to transmit it back, so that it will not delay your time." If anything, you can just go here and press this stone.

By the way, this means that the Tianfeng Lower Cave Mansion cannot set a ban, so you must not shout as loudly as before. ”

If you can't set a ban, wouldn't anyone be able to break into the cave?

"Then why do they live here?"

"Although there is no sense of security, it can be said that Tianfeng is above the best spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy here is the strongest in the entire Cangjian Sect. The disciples can cultivate here, and they will be of great benefit.

Moreover, for so many years, there have been very few disciples who have been presumptuous here, and it is harmless to have no prohibition.

The most important point is that who made them unlucky to choose this place? ”

I'm afraid the last one is the truth.

Cheng Zhaozhao came out of the cave mansion without making any more noise and left quietly.

(?ì_í?)

......

In the summer, the Cangjian Sect has gradually become sweltering, and the disciples are lazy to go out, except for the necessary schoolwork and tasks, most of them only cultivate in their own residences.

At this time, the bamboo forest is breezy and comfortable.

Suddenly, a figure in the bamboo building quickly ran out and turned into an afterimage.

Not long after, Cheng Zhaozhao appeared out of breath in the operating room of the Sky Pavilion.

I almost forgot that I had homework today.

Well, a magic lesson.

There were also a lot of disciples in the operating room, and Cheng Zhaozhao found a corner to sit down.

As soon as the bell rang, all the disciples stood up and looked respectfully at the door, which aroused the curiosity of the new disciples.

Cheng Zhaozhao's gaze was also very focused.

Almost an afterimage flashed, and a female cultivator wearing a strong suit had appeared on the high platform, with a beautiful face, but a cold face.

"I've seen Uncle Murong!"

The disciples present saluted in unison.

"Sit!"

At the sound of the order, all the disciples sat down together.

"This is a very strict Murong Ying real person in the operating room, you must not desert her schoolwork. A kind reminder from a disciple came from the rear.

Glancing at some new faces in the operating room, Murong Ying said coldly: "What kind of martial arts class is the disciple who has not yet drawn qi into the body!

There were more than a dozen little disciples in the front row, and they blushed at the moment and almost cried!

Immediately got up and hurried out of the operating room with his head down.

Murong Ying continued: "Since there are many new disciples here, this class will be the same as in previous years. Let's test your ability to use spells first!"

As he spoke, Murong Ying took out a set of array discs and laid them down.

"Isn't it?

"This time it's miserable, I was beaten up as soon as I went in last year......"

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Mu is not here this year, otherwise we would have been miserable. ”

A disciple whispered in the operating room.

Murong Ying on the high platform had already set up the array, but it was a teleportation array.

"Since it's summer, I'll take you to a cool place for trial, and many disciples here have also been there in previous years. It is the heavenly waters that imitate the waters of the northern abyss. ”

As soon as the words fell, many disciples let out a wail.

"Sure enough, there it is! I almost drowned there last time!"

"I can't swim either......"

Murong Ying raised his left hand, and a black brocade box appeared in his hand, saying, "There are a thousand water-repellent beads in it." ”

As he spoke, they all entered the teleportation array.

"All you have to do is find these beads before the end of the trial, or you will taste the waters of the waters. ”

Murong Ying flipped his hand again, and countless tricks appeared in front of him.

"You draw the bag in turn, which contains red, orange, yellow, green, and blue ribbons, and when you enter, be sure to wrap them around your arms, find your teammates, and snatch the rest of the team's bags.

If you miss the trick, you will lose the opportunity to compete, and you will be teleported out of the water immediately.

The team that receives the most tips in the end will be the winner of the trial and will receive the corresponding rewards.

Conversely, whichever team loses the most will be punished.

Did you hear it all?"

"Hear me clearly!"

The low-level disciples were reluctant, but they still lined up in an orderly manner, stepped forward one by one to draw the tips, and then entered the teleportation array.

Compared with the apprehension of the D-level disciples, some high-level disciples were eager to try this, and they had long been discussing how to fight.

Following the team, Cheng Zhaozhao went up to the high platform, and casually pinched a bag and entered the teleportation array.

The light and shadow flashed, and a small island appeared, and what greeted me was a piece of blue.

It was a random teleportation array, and there was no one on the island she was, just a bare tree trunk.

Cheng Zhaozhao opened the bag and took out a red ribbon to tie it around his arm.

There is nothing else in the bag, just as a judgment of the victory or loss of the trial, Cheng Zhaozhao still carefully put it away.

Letting go of his divine sense, Cheng Zhaozhao was able to take in the nearby waters.

Two monks were fighting to the southeast, while a group of monks had gathered to the west.