In the remaining two days, Weng Ran continued to do psychological construction for himself, even if he wanted to go to Wuge, he might often meet that fool in the future, and he must keep his normal heart.

The day when the martial pavilion opened its doors and selected apprentices finally came in the eagerly waiting of everyone.

After the half of Xuzhou, it is the gate of Wuge mortal dust, covering an area of thousands of thousands, and then relying on the seven mountains of Qingdu, which is also the place of its range.

Eighteen pillars of heaven, fan-shaped rows, on which there are eighteen kinds of weapons, each shows its potential, shocking people's hearts, in the middle is a huge round platform, on which the sword marks and sword marks whip mark stick pits, the traces left by the martial arts are countless, the rear of the round platform is an antique attic, the plaque is impressively engraved with two big characters 'Wu Ge', the pen is strong and powerful, look at a glance, the heart trembles.

At this time, in the open space in front of the round platform, there were dense people, waiting nervously and excitedly, Weng Ran was among them, at this time she had a very ordinary face, standing in the crowd, she really didn't stand out anywhere, as for the good figure that was broken Qiong's white eyes, it was also wrapped with a cloth, she wanted to be ordinary.

swept the circle of these competitors in a blink of an eye, and many of them had introverted eyes and full of momentum, and it seemed that their cultivation was not low.

There are also some people who can see that the spiritual root is extraordinary, which can be described as God's appreciation for food.

But the martial pavilion recruits, there have always been no special rules, not that if you are strong, you will definitely be selected, it is said that the closed disciple of the martial pavilion pavilion master can't find the cultivation talent of sesame grains on his body, but because he happened to wear the pavilion master's favorite blue clothes that day, and he was the most beautiful among the people who wore blue clothes, so he was selected.

It can be said that it is unreasonable, but even so, the Martial Pavilion is still a cultivation holy place that everyone is eager for.

Because the mountain masters of the various mountain gates of the Wuge are really strong, if they can be accepted as inner disciples, it is simply a carp leaping dragon gate, even if they become a disciple of the outer gate, all kinds of exercise cheats in the Wuge Wanshulou, martial arts cheats, one by one, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can also become a great power.

How many teenagers and girls have the heart of a flying immortal and become a god, with innocent but enthusiastic hopes and dreams.

Weng Ran looked at their eyes, and a trace of envy welled up in his heart, but it was a pity that he didn't have such a pure heart anymore.

was melancholy, the drum sounded, the sound was like thunder, and the blood of the person who knocked was boiling, and he looked up.

I saw a bright streamer falling on the round platform, the streamer dispersed, revealing a bewitching human figure, a face with heavy makeup and exquisite makeup, a body of dewy clothes to lead people to reverie, and beside him, the solemn oppressive scene behind him was very unlining.

Like a butterfly that flies down the emperor's body, she dances, and he doesn't move like an abyss.

Her charming eyes swept over the people in front of her, many of whom were shy and bowed their heads or their eyes were hot, she pulled her black hair behind her ears, and the corners of her mouth smiled frivolously, and a black mole was even more seductive.

"I am the master of the outer gate of the Martial Pavilion......"

Weng Ran was surprised, judging from the news she inquired, the owner of the outer gate of the Martial Pavilion was not a woman.

Immediately after that, I heard the woman continue, "Your subordinates, the master of the outer door of the Martial Pavilion......"

Weng Ran frowned, the owner of this book should be an old woman.

"The Master of the Recorder Hall ......"

Everyone frowned, and sure enough, the woman said again: "Your subordinates, morning and dusk are also." ”

She smiled charmingly, not feeling a little embarrassed by this self-introduction, her hand pulled the hem of her skirt back, her movements were chic and handsome, and the exposed snow-white long legs were even more exciting to see, and her feet were decorated with jeweled stiletto heels, and every step she took, the thin roots seemed to be stepping on people's hearts.

"Now I announce that the 380th Martial Pavilion Elective Apprentice has officially begun, and I will pick up your number cards. ”

The words fell, the wooden cards flew down, it was really unexpected, many people were beaten with their heads and rats, very embarrassed, Weng Ran raised his hand and was about to take the next wooden card, the white silk flew over, and it was already the piece in front of the hand, Weng Ran looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to see a beautiful woman who was not like a mortal, she was embarrassed to look at herself, a little embarrassed, and a pair of ingot-like little ears were red.

Weng Ran smiled friendlyly, and the other party showed a cute smile.

"Such a beautiful woman. Weng Ran thought, raised his hand to catch the falling wooden sign, and looked at the number "Eighteen." ”

With so many people, this number is quite high.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden sign was gone.

"Number one came to power. When the words fell, the crowd looked around, wanting to see who this number was, and saw a white shadow, stepping on white silk, fluttering on the round platform, she was falling, but the admiration of the audience rose.

looked at the woman in white one by one, and the fairy went down to earth like this.

Weng Ran was a little surprised, she didn't expect that the piece that was snatched away was actually No. 1, so she deliberately wanted to be the first to play, and her heart suddenly became interested.

"I've seen the morning and twilight seniors. ”

The woman saluted respectfully, and looked her up and down with a pair of eyes, and the ears of the pair of ingots that she looked at red again, and then she waved her hand: "You don't have to be so polite, besides, don't look at me in a high position and in an important position, but I'm not an old guy, a senior or something, I don't like it." ”

Everyone is scarlet, what kind of high position are you in, and what important position do you occupy?

The woman looked embarrassed, and Twilight took her hand, "Call me Twilight from now on." As he spoke, he blinked the seductive eyes provocatively, and the woman in white turned even redder and was speechless.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Chenyue"

"Morning Moon ......" Chao Du whispered: "You are so good-looking, I will call you a little fairy." ”

"Huh?!"

Chenyue was surprised and shy, and wanted to refuse, but the other party's eyes were happy, and it seemed that he liked this title very much, and it was also a good intention, so he couldn't bear it in his heart.

Suddenly, the drums sounded, and the shocked people came back to their senses, what are they here for?

Chao Du was also shocked to remember what was going on, rolled his eyes, and cleared his throat: "No. 2 is on stage." ”

Another person came up in response, a young man in a flower dress, holding a peony fan, chic and gorgeous, staring at the morning and dusk expectantly, the other party smiled lightly, and looked him up and down before he said loudly: "The rules are very simple, the people I called come to the stage, in groups of two and two, and compete with each other, the one who can attract weapons is the winner, and you can enter the next round." ”

Her so-called weapons are the eighteen weapons on the eighteen pillars of heaven.

Everyone looked at it, and they were all worried in their hearts, and this could only rely on fate.

At this time, on the top floor of the attic at the back, Gu Qingcheng was standing behind a man with an elegant temperament, and the two looked at the people who came to run for election.

"Love the apprentice lightly, which one is the one you want to be the one you want to be a teacher and a disciple?" The tone of his voice is as gentle as his own temperament.

Gu Qingcheng looked lost: "She, didn't come." ”

"Love the apprentice lightly, for the sake of the teacher, I am willing to accompany you and wait. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”