With the woman in white at the beginning, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became lively. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After several foundation building monks negotiated and discussed with each other, they started with the remaining two official disciples and selected one person each.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three Qi refining disciples left in the hall: Fang Nan, the white-haired old woman, and the square-faced young man.

Speaking of which, at this moment, only the Red Flame Peak and the Hidden Sword Peak have not yet selected disciples.

Needless to say, in addition to the gray-robed monk, the head of the Yunyang Dao was also from this peak, so he consciously put the choice last, and the monk sent by the Hidden Sword Peak was the black-shirted girl who had been silent.

Yunyang Daoren's eyes turned, and fell on the black-shirted girl, and was about to say something, but the other party was already smiling at the old woman and said:

"Since all the senior brothers have chosen a round, it should be my turn next, listen to Senior Brother Yun say, you are good at refining weapons?. ”

The old woman hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes." ”

"Very well, it's you, come to me. After the black mountain girl said this, Chaoyunyang Daoist bowed slightly, and then fell silent with his eyes closed, and no longer paid attention to the situation in the hall.

The old woman was still a little apprehensive in her heart, but when she heard this, she immediately made up her mind, and hurriedly walked behind the wooden chair according to the girl's words.

Hidden Sword Peak has always been unique in the sect with the art of refining weapons, and this black-shirted girl herself is also a master-level figure who can refine the best magic weapons, so all the foundation building monks present were not surprised at all after seeing the choice made by this one.

However, when they noticed the remaining two people in the field, they suddenly reacted, straightened up one after another, and cast a strange look at the Yunyang Dao people who were sitting in the middle of the tea leisurely.

"Senior Brother in charge, now you have not chosen a disciple in Chiyan Peak, if you want me to see, do you want to include these two people in your sect?"

"Yes, the old man originally thought that the senior brother in charge suddenly changed his temper and became generous, but in the end he still counted us all in. A rich old man with a ruddy face said with a smile at the moment.

"Hehe, now that it's over, I won't hide it from you. Hearing this, Yunyang Daoren raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand, and said slowly, "The old man is almost seventy years old this year, and he hasn't found a closed disciple yet. ”

Glancing at the square-faced young man who was at a loss in the audience, he chuckled and said, "The old man's illusion attainments are not bad among his peers in the sect. ”

Hearing this, the Zhuji monks on both sides looked stunned, and at the same time fell silent.

Joke to joke, really have to think about it, Yunyang Dao people have been in charge of the secular affairs of the sect for more than ten years, and everyone here has received a lot of kindness, and they have always admired their skills.

"Well, since this is the case, according to what the senior brother in charge said, there is no objection below. The red-clothed man suddenly looked up and grinned, agreeing.

"Seconded below. The rich old man also nodded.

And the others didn't say anything more, apparently acquiescing in his decision.

Seeing this, Yunyang Dao people smiled, and after arching their hands to both sides to thank them, they turned their heads and said softly to the square-faced young man, "You heard what Fang Cai said?"

Although the square-faced young man had a simple temperament, he didn't know what was happening after witnessing everything in front of him, so he directly bent his knees, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the Yunyang Daoist a few times, and said respectfully: "Apprentice to meet the master." ”

"Haha, it's really a good man, get up, get up. Yunyang Daoist laughed, stroked his long hair with satisfaction, and said happily: "Now the teacher is just to explain to you, and the ceremony will be officially introduced in the future." ”

The square-faced young man nodded with a smile when he heard this, supported the ground with his hands, and slowly straightened up.

Then, under the gaze of the Yunyang Dao people, he came to the other party and stood behind him in the same few steps.

The other new disciples beside him cast envious glances one after another, revealing a bit of friendship and closeness, and the square-faced young man also responded with a smile and a chin in response.

"Well, yes, the selection of disciples this time is still very fast, and it didn't delay everyone's time. After accepting a disciple with a nightmare body, Yunyang Daoren's mood was obviously much better, and he gently lifted the teacup with his right hand, and was about to take a sip, but he noticed Fang Nan, who was standing alone and silent under the hall.

The foundation building monks of the peaks on the side had already regarded Fang Nan as a person from the Red Flame Peak, in fact, they didn't care about an eighth-layer Qi refining disciple who had some talisman making skills, and after seeing that they were all assigned to the new disciples, they all got up and said goodbye to the Yunyang Daoist and the gray-robed monk.

Immediately, under the send-off of the Yunyang Dao people, these foundation-building monks arrived on the stone platform in front of the Cangsong Pavilion, sacrificed their respective magic weapons, and brought the newly accepted disciples, and in the melodious bells, they turned into several rays of light of different colors and went in all directions.

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In the deserted Cangsong Pavilion, Fang Nan looked at the ancient painting on the opposite wall expressionlessly, and there seemed to be a faint haze flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Footsteps sounded behind him, but it was the gray-robed monk who returned to the empty hall after seeing off the senior brothers, while the Yunyang Daoist, who was the head of the Yuqing Sect, did not see a figure, thinking that he had already left this place with the square-faced young man.

No matter what, the superficial etiquette that should be done still has to be done, Fang Nan closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, the haze had already dissipated.

Turning around, he bowed deeply to the gray-robed monk and said respectfully, "Uncle Yun." ”

The gray-robed monk's gaze fell on Fang Nan, and he let out a faint "um", and said slowly: "You are also a disciple of our Red Flame Peak now, and this uncle is not wrong." ”

"The reason why I accepted you to get started before, firstly, according to what you said, you have a skilled talisman making technique, and secondly, I saw that you are not very old and have cultivated to the eighth level of qi refining, although it is still very difficult to build a foundation in the future, but it is extremely rare to have this cultivation, and this is an exception under the soft-heartedness, after all, making low-level spirit runes is indeed nothing compared to refining. ”

This is selling to himself, anyway, it doesn't take much effort to say a few words to the gray-robed monk, and he can also establish a benevolent elder's demeanor, although Fang Nan said that he could see through it at a glance, he naturally couldn't say anything, he could only say yes. ”