Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Named Disciple of the Head of the Family (Ask for Collection)

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At this time, Zeng Zhe introduced to these new disciples: "Our Bixiao Gate has a total of five main peaks, the middle one is Yunxiao Peak, the first one on the east side of the right head is Danyang Peak, the second seat is Ziyan Peak, the first one on the west side of the left head is Fenghui Peak, and the second one is Qinglu Peak. In fact, after you officially get started, you will get a jade slip with detailed information about this door. ”

At this time, at the other end of the square, a high platform has been erected, which is divided into three layers, with a gorgeous seat placed in the middle of the third floor, and ten chairs on each side.

Dozens of chairs are also placed on both sides on the second floor, while there are no seats on the third floor.

At this time, the head of the Bixiao Sect, Han Shidao, was sitting on the chair in the middle of the third floor. On the left and right sides, close to the people of the Cold Stone Dao are the first of the other four peaks. There were also several Jindan monks sitting in the other seats.

On the seat on the second floor, there was a foundation building monk, and Zhao Liang, Fang Song and others were also among them.

On the third level are some third-generation disciples wearing green shirts.

Zeng Zhe came to the high platform with a group of new disciples, ordered these new disciples to stand in formation, and then walked up to the high platform and said loudly: "Masters, elders, uncles, new disciples have been brought here." ”

Hanshi Daoren stroked his beard with a smile: "Okay, you can step down!"

Zeng Zhe agreed, walked to the third layer, and stood among the third-generation disciples.

Under the high platform, these new disciples stood in a neat formation, but Li Hui and the other ten people stood in a row with the other eight inner disciples, standing at the front of the line. However, those eight disciples were also separated by one person from Li Hui and the others.

"Senior brothers, junior sisters, I heard the disciples' report, this time I have recruited a disciple of the alien spirit root, which of you is willing to accept it?"

"Senior Brother is really good at entertaining people, I have long heard that the newly recruited Alien Spirit Root disciple is a little girl, and there is only one girl here, Senior Sister Zhao Wan, can it be the rest of us?" one of the Jindan monks quipped.

"Haha yes, Senior Sister Zhao, it seems that this alien spirit root disciple has returned to our Purple Smoke Peak!" Zhou Yuanwu, the first seat of Purple Smoke Peak, said he.

"Since you senior brothers have given in, then the little sister will be disrespectful!" said the only female monk in the seat, a beautiful woman in her thirties, chuckling, looking in a good mood. This beautiful woman's name is Zhao Wan, but the cave is on the Purple Smoke Peak. Therefore, Zhou Yuanwu said that the disciple had returned to Ziyan Peak.

"Haha, that's very good, this disciple will belong to Senior Sister Zhao!" Hanshi Daoist laughed, and then said below: "Fang Song, you go and bring that alien spirit root disciple to the stage." ”

In the second layer, the bearded Fang Song got up and agreed, "Follow the master's decree!"

Then he stepped down from the stage and took the little girl in green among the eight new inner disciples to the third floor, and then returned to her seat on the second floor.

"Disciple Tong Mengyao greets the master, elders!" The woman in green bowed, her face already flushed.

"Tsk, what a likable little girl, are you willing to be my disciple?" Zhao Wan liked it the more she looked at it.

This Tong Mengyao is just a little shy and shy, but she is also ice and snow smart, and when she sees that there is only such a female monk around, of course she knows that she must have entered the door of this female monk, otherwise, if you don't say anything else, I am afraid that there will be a lot of inconvenience in life. Hurry up and say goodbye:

"The disciple is willing!"

"Okay! Good apprentice has not confiscated disciples as a teacher, and you will be the senior sister of our lineage in the future." Go and meet your uncles!" Zhao Wanle's flowers trembled.

Tong Mengyao was extremely well-behaved, starting from the head of the Hanshi Daoist, and saluted those Jindan monks one by one.

"Hahaha, Senior Sister Zhao is really shrewd, the first time she accepted an apprentice, she accepted such a well-behaved apprentice, and those of us who are uncles also have to express that this flying sword was used by me in my early years, and now it is useless, so I will give you this little baby as a meeting gift!" Hanshi Daoren stroked his beard with a smile, but took out a superb spiritual weapon flying sword and gave it to Tong Mengyao.

"Hehe, Yao'er has thanked the master of the family!" Zhao Wan smiled so much that a flower bloomed on her face, adding a bit of charm.

Then the other monks also took out some things like high-grade storage bags, cultivation pills, and defensive spirit weapons and gave them to Tong Mengyao.

"Senior brothers, it's not a big deal for the little sister to stay here, so I took the apprentice back to the cave. The rest of the things distributed by the sect can be sent directly to a disciple to my cave mansion. After Tong Mengyao finished visiting, Zhao Wan got up and said goodbye.

"Haha, Senior Sister Zhao will slip away after getting the benefits, it's okay, Senior Sister Zhao will go back first. Hanshi Daoist quipped. The other monks in the room burst into laughter.

Zhao Wan bowed to these monks, then stood up and turned into a blue light, and Tong Mengyao left.

"Senior disciples, the remaining disciples, who of you are still interested in taking them in. Hanshi Daoren asked with a smile.

This time, there was no one to pick up. This is to be expected. The most important thing for a person who cultivates is to improve his cultivation, hoping that one day he will be able to achieve success and transcend reincarnation. Accepting disciples is such a thing, unless it is to encounter that kind of heavenly spirit root or alien spirit root. With such a disciple, his status in the sect will also improve, and he will also be able to get more cultivation resources, and these genius disciples don't have to bother much, they only need to give a little guidance occasionally.

These Jindan monks spent most of their time in penance, and it was obviously impossible for them to bother to instruct a disciple with average spiritual root qualifications.

"In this way, there are seventeen new inner disciples recruited this year, and seven of them are true spiritual roots, so you can accept these seven disciples as registered disciples. As for the remaining ten disciples, they will all be counted as my registered disciples!"

At this time, the other four heads moved in their hearts and roughly guessed the meaning of the head. The invasion of the Demon Dao is imminent, and the five hundred newly recruited disciples, including the ten inner disciples, will probably be sent to the border to fight the Demon Dao, and it will be even more unpredictable when the time comes. The master's move can be regarded as giving those disciples a little honor and comfort.

As for those True Spirit Root disciples, this Demon Dao invasion, the disciples in the foundation building period and the Qi refining stage in the sect will inevitably have a lot of losses, and they need to vigorously cultivate new talents, so as to keep the sect from declining. Being a registered disciple of these Jindan monks, of course, can get better cultivation resources and grow faster than being the disciples of those foundation building monks.

"I agree with the senior brother in charge. Murong Lie took the lead and said, and the other Jindan monks also agreed with the leader's decision.

"Okay, Zhao Liang and Fang Song, the two of you can submit all the information about the remaining inner disciples. The Hanshi Daoist nodded and commanded downward.

After a while, Zhao Liang and Fang Song came to the stage, and each presented the jade slips that recorded the information of those disciples. Zhao Liang presented Li Hui's ten disciples, while Fang Song's belonged to the remaining seven disciples.

The jade slips that recorded Li Hui and his ten disciples were left aside and no one cared about them, while the information of the other seven True Spirit Root disciples was circulated among those Jindan monks.

After a while, these Jindan monks made up the names of the disciples they wanted to receive. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, among the four first seats, Murong Lie and Lin Yu were not accepted by a registered disciple.

"Chen Wenqing, a registered disciple of Elder Zhou Yuanwu, Zhang Yalong, a registered disciple of Elder Liang Yanchang, and Han Hao, a registered disciple of Elder Wang Li, ......"

When Zhao Liang announced that Han Hao and the other seven had become the registered disciples of Elder Jindan, Han Hao and the other seven were overjoyed. Originally, they felt extremely envious when they saw Tong Mengyao being accepted as a personal disciple by a Jindan monk, according to the usual practice, most of them would be accepted as a personal disciple by some foundation building monks, and they didn't expect to become a registered disciple of the Jindan Elder.

For a while, these people were arrogant again, and glanced at Li Hui and the ten of them, their faces full of their own superiority and disdain for Li Hui.

Li Hui, Su Qinghao, Qi Xiang...... Wait for the ten people to be the registered disciples of the head of the Bixiao Sect, Hanshi!" Zhao Liang continued!

"What?" Han Hao and the others were stunned as if they had been hammered.

"How is this possible? These spiritual root messy wastes were actually accepted as registered disciples by the head of the sect!"

And Li Hui and the ten of them also couldn't believe their ears. But then, the expression on his face changed from doubt to joy.

"Hmph, we really rely on our strength to become inner disciples, how can you compare to the flowers that grow in the greenhouse!"

Li Hui frowned, and the feeling that something was wrong came to his heart again, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Let's wait and see what happens!" In the end, Li Hui could only convince himself like this.

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