Mu Yan didn't even change his expression, and looked back for a while.

At this glance, she is now, and there are many acquaintances in the palace.

For example, Qian Hongxiao, who was just beaten into a sausage mouth by her last night.

His mouth was swollen by this time, but his speech was still slurred, because the wound on his tongue was not easy to heal.

At this time, when he saw Mu Yan coming in, his eyes suddenly looked dead.

That look is not only eager to peel her skin and cramp, but also full of greed and tyrannical ****.

Mu Yan's gaze turned, casually swept over Jiang Dahai, who was not good-looking, and Qian Feng, who was unfathomable, and finally landed in the corner of the main hall, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

The young man standing in the corner met her gaze, and immediately jumped up excitedly, and kept waving, "Little sister, do you remember me?

His scream startled the old man who was sitting on the chair and sleeping soundly and rolled to the ground.

After getting up, the old man slapped the young man on the top of his head, "What's the noise, didn't I see your master and I slept soundly?"

The young man covered his head aggrievedly, and said to Ai Ai: "Master, you are here to select disciples for our Xiaoyao Sect, how can you sleep all the time! Master, Master, shall we recruit the young lady into the door?"

Saying this, the elders of the other sects in the main hall all shook their heads again and again, revealing mocking expressions.

Who here doesn't know that Xiaoyao Gate is the most broken sect in the entire Qingtian Realm.

There are less than ten people in it, including the master and his disciples.

The garrison was even more dilapidated like a beggar's den.

I heard that they could only wear torn clothes all year round, and they had to go hungry from time to time.

It's a hundred times more miserable than those loose cultivators.

is such a free door, and he is embarrassed to participate in the selection of the sect.

You must know that the so-called selection is not only the selection of disciples by the sect, but also those disciples with excellent talent who choose the sect.

What cultivator would be willing to go to a broken place like Xiaoyaomen!

The old man didn't seem to be aware of everyone's ridicule, his eyes turned and fell on Mu Yan, his pupils shrank slightly.

Then, the wrinkles on his face were piled together, revealing a smile like a flower, "Oh, the little girl is not bad, she is a long water spirit, worthy of the name of our Xiaoyaomen, do you want to consider coming to our Xiaoyaomen?"

Is this Xiaoyaomen all this kind of enthusiastic style? Mu Yan touched his nose, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Ahem, okay!" Qian Feng said coldly, "Let's test the spirit root first!"

Mu Yan took a step forward, put his hand on the stone pillar, and slowly urged his spiritual power.

A dazzling light suddenly lit up, but in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

The stone pillar changed back to a bleak appearance, and no matter how much Mu Yan tried to urge the spiritual power, it was useless.

"This, what's going on? Even if it's the worst fifth-rank spiritual root, the stone pillar will emit a faint light!"

"And just now I wanted to see a light, though only in a flash. ”

"Did you see that? I didn't!"

Mu Yan was also a little confused, "Qihuang, what's going on?"

Qihuang's schadenfreude voice sounded in his ears, "What else can I do?

Mu Yan: "......"

"Since the test pillar did not shine, I suggest that she be judged to be unqualified. Jiang Dahai said loudly.

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