As the words of several people fell, the door of the main hall slowly opened, and a man in a colorful cloud robe slowly walked out, and the purple clouds and small swords embroidered on the robe were particularly conspicuous.

After the man took a few more steps, Mo Jue finally saw the appearance of the person who came: a very handsome face, but with a mosque abruptly, a long hair that was messily draped over his shoulders, and the most eye-catching thing was the dark circles around his eyes.

Even if Mo Jue was far away, he could still clearly see the dark circles under that person's eyes, which could be imagined how obvious they were.

As the man walked out, the Cloud Sword Sect disciples in the field all saluted respectfully, and said in unison, "Cloud Sword Sect disciples, see the sect master!"

The man didn't answer, first rubbed his eyes and looked at the sky, then yawned a lot, and then said slowly: "It's really... Can't you let people sleep well?

Ye Zuiyuan stepped forward in embarrassment and reminded softly: "Sect Master, the ceremony...."

The Cloud Sword Sect Sect Master was stunned for a moment, "What kind of ceremony?"

Ye Zuiyuan forcibly resisted the urge to hold his forehead, and reminded again: "The Apprenticeship Ceremony..."

The sect master clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "Oh, it turned out to be a ceremony for accepting disciples, what?"

At this time, he found that in the square in front of the main hall, a group of people were looking at him suspiciously, and their eyes were clearly saying: Is this person really the master of a sect?

The sect master hurriedly took out a half-face mask from his arms, covered his eyes with it casually, and then said:

"Ahem, morning... No... I am the Sect Master of the Cloud Sword Sect, Bai Hao. As the saying goes...."

As he spoke, Bai Hao looked at the sky and paused, as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Jue suddenly remembered Qin Dang's words at this moment, no wonder the Cloud Sword Sect liked white so much, and the co-authored sect master was surnamed Bai...

Bai Hao thought for a while before continuing:

"As the saying goes, there is a fate to meet thousands of miles away... No, if you can come here, you have a relationship with the Tao, but remember that when you enter the Cloud Sword Sect, you should take it as your responsibility to protect the people in the world. ”

After that, Bai Hao turned his hands behind his back, looking unfathomable.

Ye Zuiyuan seized the opportunity, stepped forward and said, "Silence! Next, the peak masters will select disciples to enter the peak." ”

As the words fell, Fang Ce at the bottom walked up with a booklet in his hand, handed the booklet to Ye Zuiyuan, and then returned to the bottom of the steps.

Ye Zuiyuan took the booklet, ignored Xi Zuo, who was eager to try, and handed it to the peak master of Yuling Peak: Qiantong.

"Don't be so troublesome, I want all female disciples. ”

Qiantong didn't even look at it, and after leaving a sentence, he turned around and walked into the main hall, without dragging his feet, and was simply incomparable.

Ye Zuiyuan handed the booklet to the one-armed man again, but before he could hand it to the other party, he turned around and walked into the main hall.

Only one hand was left in the air, embarrassed Ye Zuiyuan.

"For you, for you..."

Ye Zuiyuan had no choice but to hand the booklet to Xi Zuo, who took the booklet and quickly flipped through it.

Soon, a booklet was flipped through in his hands.

As soon as Xi Zuo stretched out his hand, a brush appeared in his hand, and while sketching on the book, he said, "This is good... This one isn't bad either... Good seedlings...."

After a while, Xi Zuo returned the booklet to Ye Zuiyuan and said, "I've chosen, I'll leave it to you next, I'll wait for you inside." ”

Watching Xi Zuo walk into the main hall, Ye Zuiyuan exhaled, it seemed to be a very tiring thing for him to get along with this fool.

Ye Zuiyuan flipped through the booklet and said to Fang Ce below: "Fang Ce, arrange it according to the booklet." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to remember that only Xi Zuo had checked the disciples in the booklet, so he told again: "All female disciples will be sent to Yuling Peak, and the others will enter my Sword Peak above the bones." The rest goes to the Deacon Peak. ”

"Yes. ”

Fang Ce replied and stepped forward to take the booklet.

"Old man Ye, where are you going?

Just as Ye Zuiyuan turned around and wanted to leave, a laughing voice came.

Mo Jue, who was waiting for the results below, followed the sound and looked at it, only to see Hu Anping coming with a helpless sword, and a thin old man hiding behind him, poking his head out, with a smile on his face.

Come to think of it, Shicai's words are what this old man said.

Ye Zuiyuan's face sank when he heard this: "Zhang Ziyi, what are you doing here, didn't your Jianfeng never recruit disciples?"

While speaking, Hu Anping took the old man to the ground, the old man jumped off the flying sword, walked quickly in front of Ye Zuiyuan, pointed at Ye Zuiyuan's nose and complained:

"You don't wait for me for such a big thing, do you look down on me?"

After that, he snatched the booklet in Ye Zuiyuan's hand and looked at it.

Ye Zuiyuan's anger surged: "You !!"

Zhang Ziyi, that is, the thin old man, glanced at him and said disdainfully: "What are you?

Zhang Ziyi said, paused, pointed his finger at Mo Jue and said, "Forget it, don't look at it, that person should be in my sword peak." ”

Hearing this, Ye Zuiyuan stretched out his hand and summoned out his long sword, and shouted angrily: "Enough! Zhang Ziyi, who can you teach now? Don't mislead people's children!"

Mo Jue saw the old man pointing at him, he was stunned, why did he get involved with himself? At this moment, he felt that the eyes of the people around him were strange.

Zhang Ziyi listened to Ye Zuiyuan's words, and was silent for a while before he spoke: "Okay, if you want to say so." I'm going to have all three. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zuiyuan's face was pale, and a power on his body rose out of thin air, and his robe was windless.

Zhang Ziyi, who bore the brunt of the attack, stumbled and quickly hid behind Hu Anping.

Zhang Ziyi dodged, and it was Hu Anping who faced Ye Zuiyuan's might.

"Poof~"

Caught off guard, Hu Anping spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty: "Ye... Peak Lord..."

"Humph!"

Ye Zuiyuan snorted coldly, put away his might, and said hatefully: "Zhang Ziyi, can you have a face? After all, you are also a peak master!"

At this time, Mo Jue discovered that the robe Zhang Ziyi was wearing and Ye Zuiyuan's body were of the same style, both of which were blue clouds and a small sword.

Zhang Ziyi didn't pay attention to the angry Ye Zuiyuan, but turned to Mo Jue and asked, "Mo Jue boy, the old man wants to accept you as a family heir, are you willing?"

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

It was a personal tradition, and the identity and official disciple were very far away, and many people looked at Mo Jue with envy, complaining in their hearts about how such a good thing could not be their turn.

In the midst of the uproar, Mo Jue saw Hu Anping on the steps glaring at him frantically, and he replied, "Boy, please meet the master!"

Hu Anping held his forehead, shook his head, and muttered: "This stupid boy..."

Zhang Ziyi nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Ye Zuiyuan as if demonstrating.

The green tendons on Ye Zuiyuan's forehead burst out: "Zhang Ziyi, you don't follow the rules." ”

"Poof. ”

Zhang Ziyi sneered, and said, "Rules? What, it's my turn to talk about the rules?

As he spoke, he took off his robe, revealing his thin body, showing a terrifying scar on his abdomen, and shouted loudly: "I have shed blood for the sect!"

After all, Ye Zuiyuan couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, a yellowish light condensed on the long sword in his hand, and he shot out angrily, and a sword qi flew towards Zhang Ziyi.

Hu Anping was shocked, and hurriedly summoned a long sword to block in front of Zhang Ziyi, his expression extremely solemn.

"Enough, since he wants it, give it to him. ”

Just as the sword qi was about to hit Hu Anping's body, an aura flew out of the main hall, scattering the sword qi struck by Ye Zuiyuan, followed by Bai Hao's lazy voice.

Seeing this, Ye Zuiyuan didn't have a good seizure, snorted coldly, and walked into the main hall.

Zhang Ziyi smiled: "Everything is expected, Xiao Anzi, take your junior disciples back to the peak, and go back for the teacher." ”

After that, he followed Ye Zuiyuan's footsteps into the main hall.

As Zhang Ziyi walked in, the door of the hall was closed.

Hu Anping wiped the bright red from his mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

[Master, everything is expected? Are you serious?]

But I can only think about this sentence in my heart, if I really say it, I may encounter something.

Throwing off the feeling of wanting to complain, Hu Anping walked in front of Mo Jue and said to the three of Mo Jue: "Let's go, from now on you will be the people of Jian Peak." ”

Saying that, Juan paused for a moment, and then said to Mo Jue with hatred: "Why did you kid agree? I gave you a look to ask you not to agree, are you stupid?"