"Hiccup..."

Next to a pool of clear water, Li Zhiming, who was about to return to his place of residence, couldn't help but burp, he looked at the lively scene around him, and the only trace of tiredness he had was suddenly gone.

"Let's go around first!" With such a thought in his heart, Li Zhiming walked leisurely along the shore of the pond.

As he walked to a pavilion beautifully decorated with lights, the whispers of a group of older disciples indirectly attracted his attention......

"I just learned from Elder Mu that this year's election for the new disciples will be held in more than a month. As is customary in previous years, those of us who had just entered the temple last year would be divided into sixteen teams, each with a team of ten to polish the edges and corners of those new disciples. In the past, it was not without cases of our old disciples being reprimanded by those new disciples. But I don't want this to happen to us again, so in the past few days, I have also sent people to collect some information about the new disciples, and there are a few of them, and everyone needs to pay special attention to them. ”

In the pavilion, about 20 people gathered. These people were all disciples who had just entered the Zen Source Temple last year. Among them, there are many outstanding ones among the previous disciples. Among them, the black-shirted young man in front of him who spoke was the most.

The black-shirted young man's name is He Zhang, and when he entered the temple as a new disciple, he was already a good hand at the five forgings of the source base. Now, it is estimated that the strength will be around the Nine Forgings of the Source Foundation, and this kind of strength, looking at all the disciples of the Zen Source Temple, can be ranked in the top fifty.

As the leading eldest brother among the disciples of the previous session, He Zhang also has to face a test this time, that is, to lead their disciples of that session to thwart the prestige of the upcoming new disciples.

Originally, with their strength, they were enough to easily sweep away those new disciples. But the trouble is that when facing new disciples, their strength will be suppressed to varying degrees, and in this way, it is inevitable that they will capsize. So in order to avoid accidents, they held a private group meeting according to the custom......

A volume of ancient drawings was slowly spread out by He Zhang from the stone table, and on it, there were spots of light emerging, condensed into a dense font, which made people look sideways......

"Mo, thirteen years old, two forgings of the source base, real combat effectiveness, can fight the four forgings of the source base! Danger level, high ......"

"Qin Long, fourteen years old, four forgings of the source base, can fight six forgings without being defeated! The degree of danger is extremely high!"

"Gu Zhanshan, fifteen years old, the sixth forging of the source base, and the eighth forging of the source base are not a problem. Dangerous, extremely dangerous......"

Looking at the message conveyed on the ancient map, there are few people here who can do it without changing their faces. They never thought that there would be so many Tianjiao figures among the new generation of disciples. Especially in the end, this Gu Zhan Mountain, the source base six forgings can fight the source base eight forgings without a problem, it is conceivable how amazing this guy's combat power will be. And usually the means that this kind of character has, it is endless, and it is the most dangerous kind of existence......

"This Gu Zhan Shan is the strongest among this new generation of disciples, but don't worry, I will deal with it when the time comes......" Seeing the slightly changing expressions of the people around him, He Zhangwan smiled and directly assured everyone. In his opinion, although that Gu Zhanshan has good combat effectiveness, he can fight the Eight Forgings of the Source Foundation, but he He Zhang is also a good hand of the Nine Forgings of the Source Foundation now, although his strength will be suppressed at that time, but it is not a trouble to deal with it, so he dares to take the initiative to take this burden.

"The boss is a good ......" He Zhang's actions were seen by everyone, and there was immediately a little brother around him who applauded like a sycophant.

"In short, as long as everyone can work together, those new disciples won't be able to make much waves. It's just ......" At this point, He Zhang paused, and then deliberately lowered his voice and said: "There is one more person among them, but we can......'t ignore it at all."

"Who?"

"Who?"

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly, could it be that among those new disciples, there was an existence that was even more terrifying than Gu Zhan Mountain?

"That person actually knows you, he is our little junior brother, but his age has not yet reached the standard for entering the temple, so he has not officially entered the temple to become a real disciple for a long time......" He Zhang was just halfway through his words, and a shrewd person guessed something, and immediately said: "Senior Brother He said it, but that little junior brother who knows his fate?"

"Li Zhiming!" When everyone heard these three words, the expressions on their faces immediately became unnatural, they had all heard all kinds of deeds about Li Zhiming, so they also knew that they were ashamed to compare themselves with that little guy.

"That, Senior Brother He, that fateful little junior brother is not yet ten years old even now. And the standard for entering our Zen Source Temple, the age is at least twelve years old, and the strength is in the Nine Rank Source Qi!" Some people also raised questions, but such questions seemed a bit stupid to the person who asked them.

"Ambition is not old, no ambition is a hundred years old. Although the little junior brother is now less than ten years old, his cultivation has reached the source of the foundation, his talent is undoubted, but the value he also has is immeasurable. If such a person is released, the rest of the people of the Eight Holy Mansions are afraid that they will be robbed of their heads and bloodied, and there is no reason why our Zenyuan Temple will not accept it. So the temple made an exception for this, and it was nothing, and there was no need to make a fuss. He Zhang's leisurely preaching attracted the nods of the people around him.

"Senior Brother He, even if the little junior brother who knows his fate is talented, but now he is only the strength of Yuanji Yiforging, why do you want to make him so terrible?" The person who asked was a young man with slightly bald hair, this young man's strength was about about Yuanji Wuforging, and among many disciples of the same age, it was regarded as mediocre strength, and his question immediately attracted that He Zhang to look at him unkindly, and said: "That's it? Do you really think that the strength of the Yuanji Forging is really the strength of the Yuanji Forging Method?" To put it mildly, even if you are against him now, you don't have much chance of winning. ”

"Is it that terrible?" was counted down by He Zhang, the young man muttered in disbelief, and his eyes unconsciously swept out, but he saw a little boy scratching his head and standing motionless outside the pavilion.

"What's wrong with you?" He Zhang saw that the young man turned his gaze outside, and also looked out, and with the sudden shift of his gaze, the eyes of everyone in the pavilion also shifted, and finally all fell on the little boy who was scratching his head and looking at them outside the pavilion, and his face was immediately full of astonishment......

"Knowing the fate of the little junior brother!"