Lan Feng stood on the Wanzhang Cliff for a long time, and he didn't know how many sunsets he had seen, and finally on this day, he sighed lightly, came down from the Wanzhang Cliff, walked on the tree-lined path leading to the Wanzhang Sect, and enjoyed the scenery all the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There were two monks walking leisurely in front of them, but it could be seen from their clothes that they were not disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and Lan Feng could see that these two cultivators were cultivating as a foundation and a rotation period.

Lan Feng looked straight ahead and walked forward without hurrying, but in his ears, there was a conversation between the two disciples.

"Senior brother, I heard that the new head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is particularly mysterious, do you say that our kind of casual cultivation can be selected by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

Lan Feng's expression moved slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at the faces of the two disciples.

This person has a pair of attractive ears and a pair of starry eyes, and at first glance he is extremely smart and never suffers.

Although the other monk has reached the foundation building stage, it can be seen from his wide nose that he is a person who is impulsive and impulsive.

His slightly rough index finger touched his nose a few times, and said loudly: "I don't know, anyway, we are both casual cultivators, let's try it in the past." ”

Lan Feng smiled helplessly and continued to walk forward.

It's autumn, and the road ahead is lined with ginkgo biloba, and the leaves are so golden that when someone walks on it, it makes a lot of noise.

At this moment, the two monks finally noticed that there was someone behind them, stopped, and slowly turned around.

"Who are you, why are you following us?" the big-eared disciple asked vigilantly, looking Lan Feng up and down.

Lan Feng also stopped, raised his head and glanced at the monk, but before he could speak, the other monk suddenly glared, pointed at Lan Feng's nose, and scolded angrily: "Where did the hairy boy come from, dare to stand in the way of grandpa?"

A cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, but he really didn't want to deal with these two little monks, frowned slightly, and passed in front of these two monks.

Seeing that Lan Feng didn't reply to his words, the monk frowned, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by the other big-eared monk.

"Just this kind of person, if you want to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you will be laughed out of your big teeth, right?" The monk shook off the big-eared monk and grabbed his hand, ran in front of Lan Feng angrily, glared back at him, and strode forward.

The big-eared monk was stunned for a moment, and then followed, and when he passed by Lan Feng's side, he suddenly hugged his fists and said in a low voice: "Don't blame this brother, my senior brother is that hot temper, don't take it to heart." With that, he walked away quickly.

Lan Feng sighed helplessly, but his footsteps did not stop, and he continued to walk slowly.

Not long after, those two disciples had already arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, their faces confused.

"Ding!"

The aura sensing door suddenly shook, and at this moment, two logistics disciples who had just been transferred walked out of the door, frowning and saying, "Who is coming?"

The monk of the foundation building period, who was still vigorous just now, seemed to be a different person at this moment, and respectfully hugged his fists and said: "The two of us are here to apprentice, and I hope that the two brothers Haihan." ”

"Apprentice?" The two logistics disciples looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads regretfully, and said, "I'm sorry, we don't accept apprentices now." ”

The foundation building monk frowned, and was disappointed, when the big-eared monk next to him hurriedly came up and stuffed a small box into the arms of the two disciples.

"We won't be because of ......" The eyes of the logistics disciple who was opening the lid of the box suddenly flashed, and he swallowed his saliva fiercely, pulling the disciple next to him aside, not knowing what he was muttering.

The big-eared monk raised his eyebrows, patted the foundation building monk next to him, and said in a low voice: "See, that sect is like this." ”

The foundation building monk blinked, nodded and muttered, "Senior brother, you are so smart. ”

At this time, the two logistics disciples had already turned around, coughed lightly, and said, "Our sect really doesn't accept apprentices, you should go back to these things." ”

As he spoke, one of the disciples handed over the wooden box with a serious expression.

The proud, big-eared monk looked stunned, and hurriedly said, "Is it too little? ”

As he spoke, he put his hand into the storage bag and rummaged around, and at this moment, there was a sudden sound of clapping hands behind him.

"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he is upright and worthy of praise. ”

The foundation building period monk who was looking stunned turned his head sharply, and when he saw Lan Feng, his brows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Why are you again?"

The big-eared monk who was tinkering with the storage bag also turned his head with a strange expression, staring straight at Lan Feng with a puzzled expression.

When they saw Lan Feng, the faces of the two logistics disciples changed greatly, and before they could salute, the foundation building period monk spoke again.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Sect no longer accepts apprentices, so you better leave quickly. ”

"Since you know that you don't accept apprentices, what are you still standing here?" Lan Feng stared at the wooden box in the hands of the big-eared disciple with a smile, his eyes flashing.

"This isn't your territory, we're standing here, it's your business!" the foundation-building monk sneered.

"Presumptuous!" one of the logistics disciples pulled out the flying sword at his waist and said in a loud voice: "The head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how can you insult at will?"

"Palm...... Master?" the foundation building monk was stunned.

The big-eared monk next to him, his hand tinkering with the storage bag also suddenly paused, glanced Lan Feng up and down, and muttered, "The head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect...... Isn't it a hundred-year-old man?"

Lan Feng sighed lightly, his gaze directly crossed over to the foundation building period monk, looked at the big-eared monk, and said with a gentle smile: "You want to join the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

The big-eared monk shook his head slightly, suddenly reacted, and quickly nodded, "Yes, yes." ”

Lan Feng walked to the door and said to the two logistics disciples, "You guys are doing a good job, take him in." ”

The foundation building period monk's face turned red, and he knelt down directly without thinking about it, and said with a bitter face: "I don't know that my predecessor is the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the offense in my words is all unintentional, so please accept me." ”

Lan Feng paused, did not look back, and said lightly: "Although your cultivation is higher than him, you are arrogant and self-controlled, and you can't live forever, if you don't want to die, you can get out." ”

Seeing Lan Feng's figure leaving, the foundation building period monk was about to stay, but was suddenly grabbed by the two logistics disciples.

"The boss has let you live, it's already accommodating, be content. ”

At this time, the big-eared monk also walked up, patted the monk of the foundation building period on the shoulder, and said helplessly: "Senior brother, your character should indeed be changed." ”

"See profit and forget righteousness!" The foundation building monk's face sank, glared at the big-eared monk fiercely, and left in a menacing manner.

"Come with us. ”

The big-eared monk looked back deeply at his companion who had left silently, followed the two logistics disciples, and walked into the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.