Liu Yiyi smiled and said, "That's right!"

When the man heard this, he said excitedly: "Senior Brother Ren, that's the Weak Water Sword!"

The mighty man was stunned for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Yun, what weak water sword?"

"It's the ninth-order best magic weapon that has been missing from the sect for more than 2,000 years, the weak water sword"

"Ah, this is a great joy, you go and report to the ancestor that the new disciple of the sect has obtained the weak water sword in the Tibetan Sword Mountain."

The young man was about to ride away, and the mighty man said again: "No, you will take this little girl to see the ancestor in person now!"

The man smiled and said, "Little girl, come here, follow me to see the ancestor."

Then this dragon and tiger real person surnamed Yun turned around and flew away with Liu Yiyi, and many spiritual monks looked at the retreat with envy.

It is much more difficult for a spiritual cultivator to see the ancestor of the Returning Origin Realm than for a secular person to see the emperor!

As soon as this light flew away, several more lights flew towards the square.

A stunning beauty of twenty-four or five, dressed in a white dress like light gauze, swayed in the wind, and under her feet was a cloud of light smoke and mist;

A sixty-year-old man stepped on a giant sword, this old man was tall, his hair was like silver, and his posture was more domineering than this powerful man.

A strange short and fat man, as muddy as a ball of meat, dressed in a 0 luxurious purple robe, took a step out of the void and showed a golden sword shadow under his feet;

The three of them arrived at the square in an instant, and the spiritual disciples on the square did not dare to come out one by one.

It is very rare to see dragon and tiger real people outside, but at this time, there are six dragon and tiger real people at once.

However, thinking that there are hundreds of dragon and tiger real people in the Tianyan Sword Sect, it is normal to see five or six at this time.

"Senior Brother Ren, what happened to the new disciple who started to choose the sword today, how did he make such a big move?" the silver-bearded old man asked.

The man surnamed Ren replied: "Half of the Tibetan Sword Mountain collapsed, what is the reason, I don't know, junior brother, and I am also unlucky, this month when I am on duty to be in charge of the mountain gate inspection, fortunately, Uncle Yun sent Senior Brother Qin Xu to check on Tibetan Sword Mountain, presumably Senior Brother Qin will definitely be able to find out." ”

The stunning beauty flashed a trace of astonishment in her eyes, and she frowned and asked, "This incident has alarmed the Supreme Elder?"

Qi Humpty Dumpty squinted his eyes, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "The chest is big and brainless, the Tibetan Sword Mountain has collapsed a small half, such a big thing, it doesn't alarm a few ancestors, you are a Bodhisattva carved in wood when you are an ancestor, and you don't care about it." ”

The beautiful woman was robbed by him, not only did she not get angry, but she looked forward to it, smiled lightly, and said: "Senior Brother Luo is reasonable, it is the little sister I have superficial knowledge!"

Sure enough, strength is more important than appearance, under the power, anyone has to bend down to face it, the fat man surnamed Luo is very short, and his status is one level higher than that of these dragon and tiger monks, he robbed this beautiful woman unreasonably, and no one dared to refute him.

When the man surnamed Ren saw that the beautiful woman was reprimanded, he reconciled with it, and changed his words:

"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Wei, and Senior Sister Mu, the three of you are here, could it be that there are immortal seedlings you selected among these new disciples?"

Humpty Dumpty sighed lightly and said, "Isn't it, my great-grandson who is not angry, today to choose a sword." Alas, I think my Luo Feiyang is very talented, and my great-grandson turned out to be a yellow-level mid-level spiritual root, not at all like the old Luo family's species. ”

"This kind of unscrupulous descendant, I really want to slap something to death with one palm"

He scolded his great-grandson himself, and others were not easy to intervene, Luo Feiyang turned his head back to one of the people in the crowd and said:

"Grandson Turtle, you haven't come out yet, I'll invite you when I wait for Lao Tzu!"

A beautiful young man walked out of the crowd, and when he looked up, this person's face was like a crown of jade, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not like a monk at all, but very much like a Confucian scholar in the world.

"Senior Brother Luo, let's go," the man surnamed Ren shouted at the distant retreat.

After Luo Feiyang left, the old man surnamed Wei called out a teenager directly.

The young woman surnamed Mu called out a pair of twin sisters.

The man surnamed Ren smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wei, Senior Sister Mu, do you want to choose a few immortal seedlings with good qualifications from this batch of boys?"

The old man surnamed Wei shook his head, and directly took the young man and flew away.

For these spiritual disciples who are covered by dragon and tiger real people, the identity of the inner door will definitely not be able to escape.

The Tianyan Sword Sect has been inherited for 10,000 years, there are clans in the sect, and all clans have intermarried with each other for generations, tying the interests of each family tightly together, like these disciples in the big family do not have to recruit disciples once every ten years to enter the sect.

And the recruitment of apprentices once every ten years is mainly the door to ascend to immortals that is open to scattered cultivation, and of course, those who can meet the requirements are selected by thousands of selections.

The stunning young woman surnamed Mu said with a smile: "It's okay, I just think that Liyunfeng is not lively enough because there are few people." After saying this, the beautiful young woman said to a group of spiritual initiators:

"Who among you has a ground-level spirit root, or a phantom spirit root above the Xuan level. ”

In the crowd, Bai Chudie's face was happy, and she wanted to go out immediately, but when this woman saw that Di Qin beside her was indifferent, she hesitated for a moment and did not stand up.

The beautiful woman surnamed Mu, seeing that no one responded, was slightly disappointed on her face, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Today, I only look at the qualifications of the spiritual root, and the man also wants it, I have many beautiful disciples in Liyun Peak, and if you don't come, it will be your loss."

This woman's voice was soft, and it sounded a little sultry, coupled with her beautiful appearance, which not only attracted all the spiritual monks, but even several dragon and tiger monks were a little restless and had a dry mouth.

The mighty man surnamed Ren looked at this beautiful woman, and saw that her willow waist was swaying lightly when she spoke, her beautiful figure was fully displayed, and her graceful curves made people feel dry.

The man said in a somewhat joking tone:

"You juniors, if you have the Ground Rank Spiritual Root qualification, don't miss the opportunity today, Liyun Peak, I want to go to Ren Feipeng!"

The young woman surnamed Mu saw that when the other party spoke, her eyes fell on her chest and legs, and her face suddenly flushed, and she said softly:

"Senior Brother Ren, if you really want to come to Liyun Peak, I will go back and talk to the mountain master, and the mountain master will definitely welcome you to join Liyun Peak."

The man surnamed Ren smiled, and said meaningfully: "I don't know what benefits I can get from my Liyun Peak, senior brother." ”

The young woman surnamed Mu was ashamed on her face, and said, "If you want benefits, don't come, get out of the way!"

Although it is coquettish, it has infinite charm, and it makes a lot of men itch.

"I don't think there are any good seedlings in this group of disciples, so it's not like your nonsense" The young woman turned around and left.

Bai Chudie's eyes flashed with determination, and she shouted:

"Senior Mu, the disciple is the spiritual root of the wind illusion fusion, can he meet the requirements of the senior?"

The young woman surnamed Mu was overjoyed, and when she saw that Bai Chudie had a quiet temperament and good qualifications, she hurriedly beckoned: "Come, come and show me."

The crowd naturally gave Bai Chudie a passage, and after a while, the young woman surnamed Mu flew away happily with the three girls.

Ren Feipeng watched the young woman surnamed Mu disappear all the time, and then he restrained his smile, with a solemn face, he frowned and asked the young man next to him who had not spoken for a long time:

"Senior Brother Xu, how come the number of new disciples this year has nearly doubled!"

The young man surnamed Xu said with a flickering expression: "This is handled by Liu Hongfei, the junior disciple of Senior Brother Lu, it is better to wait for him to come, and Senior Brother Ren will ask him."

Obviously, the inside story, the young man surnamed Xu vaguely knows.

A sect, inherited for tens of thousands of years, and a dream place for cultivators in the Southern Wilderness, all things related to power will more or less have some room for dark box operation.

But more is better than less, Senior Brother Lu is a Dan Master, Liu Hongfei is favored by Senior Brother Lu, don't offend Senior Brother Lu if you have nothing to do, and you can ask him for alchemy in the future.

The man surnamed Ren didn't see Senior Brother Xu's flowery intestines, and just as the two of them were communicating, more than a dozen rays of light flew from the top of the mountain over there, all of which were stuck to the ground at a height of more than ten zhang and flew towards here, far less than the dragon and tiger real people just now, and all of them were fugue monks.

In the near future, the leader was Liu Hongfei, who presided over the sword selection ceremony today, and in addition to him, there were seven or eight fugue monks such as Yang Chengzong, Liu Baihe, and so on.

As soon as the group of fugue monks saw the two dragon and tiger real people in the field, they immediately hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.