Hung the white cloth on the pole and looked at the words dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the white cloth. Leng Xiaohan nodded with satisfaction and gave Wang Hetong a thumbs up: "Master's writing... It's so nice!"

"Haha~ Xiaodao, Xiaodao!" Wang Hetong said with a proud and modest face.

After a while, a pair of parents came with their children. At first, Wang Hetong was still smiling, but after a while, he drooped.

Those parents are also reckless, not afraid at all. directly surrounded Wang Hetong and asked nonsense.

Seeing Wang Hetong's clumsy appearance, Leng Xiaohan sighed: "Looking at this guy's cowardice, it is estimated that there is no good position in Guangmingya." It's already doomed to be good at words!It seems that I still have to go out of the horse~'

Moved Wang Hetong's chair out, Leng Xiaohan stood on the chair and shouted loudly: "Stop!

Seeing that everyone stopped and looked at him, Leng Xiaohan pointed to the sun that was about to set: "It's not too early, I'll talk about the general situation first." ”

"The head of our bright end is the Jindan Great Perfection Monk, you should know what it means, right? That is to say, as long as our head breaks through, we will be officially recognized by the world as an immortal sect, not a sect!"

Without giving these parents who looked like they were becoming crazy, Leng Xiaohan continued to shout: "Because our sect has just been established, we need disciples. This is not a disciple of an ordinary sect, but a disciple of the future immortal sect. There are strict selection conditions, and only those who meet them will be admitted to the mountain gate!"

Seeing that many parents frowned, Leng Xiaohan paused for a while.

When most of the parents raised their heads, Leng Xiaohan pointed to the white cloth: "The above requirements are not absolute, it doesn't matter if you are one or two years younger or older than one or two years old." But..."

The parents below immediately lifted their spirits, waiting to hear Leng Xiaohan's 'but' what's behind.

"However, whether it is younger or older, the conditions will be more stringent.

For example, if there are three children who are 8, 6, or 17 years old, and all three children have the same talents, then we will only admit the eight-year-old one. Six-year-olds can wait two years to come back to worship the mountain, and seventeen-year-olds are embarrassed.

But if the eight-year-old is only up to the standard, and the six-year-old and seventeen-year-old are far beyond the standard, then we will all bring them back to the sect. Do you understand?" Leng Xiaohan was afraid that the parents below would not understand, so he deliberately asked.

The answer to Leng Xiaohan was a roll of his eyes: "You just said that wouldn't it be good if a genius with better qualifications would relax the age limit?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, Leng Xiaohan looked at the sun in the distance and nodded: "Okay, let's go back now! We will still appear here early tomorrow morning."

In the end, it is to trouble everyone to give us more publicity after they go back. After all, if you recommend an immortal cultivator, you can also make a good fate, right?"

"What about the rice?"

"And if the child can't learn or learn well, what will happen in the future?"

"As long as you enter the sect, you will take care of the food, as for the problem of not learning well. There is no need for you to worry, when children come to our sect, they will accept the teachings of our sect. Even if you really cultivate to the limit of your talent..."Leng Xiaohan said this, and laughed at the parent: "Have you ever seen an immortal cultivator who can't eat?"

After sending these parents away, Wang Hetong wiped the sweat from his forehead, and with a wave of his hand, put away the small table and pole: "Okay, let's go back too! ”

"By the way, where is our mountain gate? These parents will definitely go to the sect tomorrow to take a look, our sect won't be very bad, right?" looked at Wang Hetong a little worriedly, Leng Xiaohan didn't want to think about this.

But Wang Hetong's position is to recruit people, if there are not enough people. Then there must be no time to teach me the method of building a foundation!' Thinking like this, Leng Xiaohan felt that his head was big.

'People are all smooth sailing, pretending to be forced to slap their faces, even if they are apprentices, they are also very good masters, and they can help the protagonist do anything. How is it different to me?

Not only are there mortal enemies all over the world, but you also have to take this giant baby master... What's the deal with social phobia! You've lived so long... Is it just a supporting role? blame this garbage zz, look at other people's systems, look at my system... I can't bear to look at it!'

Thinking that Leng Xiaohan and Wang Hetong had come to the outside of Ming Town, Wang Hetong pinched his sword. The sword on his back has been transformed into a giant sword with a door panel that is one meter five wide and two meters long.

Stepping on the giant sword, Wang Hetong stretched out his hand to Leng Xiaohan: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the mountain gate to have a look." You'll know when the time comes! Our mountain gate is in the Guanxi Mountains a hundred miles to the east. ”

A little curious, and a little worried, he stepped on the greatsword. Without waiting for Leng Xiaohan to speak, the giant sword flew up. It's not flying flat, it's flying straight upwards at 70 degrees.

Tightly tugging on Wang Hetong's clothes, Leng Xiaohan's legs trembled slightly: "Is this the flight of the imperial sword?"

"Haha~" Looking at Leng Xiaohan's appearance, Wang Hetong thought of the scene of his first sword flight.

"As long as you succeed in building the foundation, you can also fly with Edgeworth. Only after the foundation is built, the consumption speed and recovery speed of Edgeworth's flight to the true element will be equal. Wang Hetong stood at the tip of the sword with his back hand and popularized Leng Xiaohan: "Only when you set foot on the foundation can you really embark on the road of cultivating immortals." ”

"The Nine Grades of the Dan Master, the Nine Orders of the Demon Beast! Qi training period... It's not a product, so it's not considered a cultivator. Wang Hetong seemed to know that Leng Xiaohan didn't understand this, and took the initiative to tell Leng Xiaohan.

It's just that Leng Xiaohan is not very interested in these, and listens with lack of interest.

Until a mountain appeared below, on the highest peak in the middle of the mountains. Halfway up the mountainside, a piece of flat ground was cut out, and the jade building and golden hall were on it.

Looking at that beautiful sect, Leng Xiaohan couldn't believe it: "This is just an immortal sect established by a Jindan period monk. ’

"This is our bright end?" Leng Xiaohan looked at the Immortal Sect that was getting closer and closer, not only giving birth to a trace of unreality.

Looking back at Leng Xiaohan, Wang Hetong was very satisfied with Leng Xiaohan's current performance: "Haha~ This is our bright career, this is what it took for the teacher to spend half a month and carefully made!"

Jumping off the flying sword, Leng Xiaohan looked at the jade brick under his feet: "For the teacher, this is the master alone, what about the rest of the sect?"

"Others?" Wang Hetong looked at Leng Xiaohan strangely: "What other people are there, there are only two of us in the sect at present!"

"What?" Leng Xiaohan was dumbfounded for a moment, and the two of them stood like this, and no one spoke.

It wasn't until a breeze blew that Leng Xiaohan whispered, "Is it too late for me to quit now?"