After Yan Shaoyou left, Zhou Muyu went straight back to the Extreme Dao Hall, and the answer he got from Xue Wenzhao made him feel very headache: "There is no useful information at all, what is the origin of that organization, and what is the point of destroying the Hundred Battles Gate?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter to me anyway, it's better to think about how to bring this kid under the door, and completing the main quest is the top priority now. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhou Muyu rubbed his temples and muttered to himself.

Then he activated the system and queried Xue Wenzhao's attributes:

"Target Name: Xue Wenzhao

Age: 13 years old

Gender: Male

Cultivation: Beginner in the third rate

Sect: Hundred Battles Gate (Destroyed)

Exercises: Hundred battles and true skills

Martial arts: basic boxing, opening boxing

Peerless: Fighting Heaven and Earth Giant Spirit Fist

Divine Soldier: None

Mount: None

War Pet: None

Talent: Eight points

Luck: Eight points

Nature: Eight points

Prestige: Obscurity

Title: Genius boy

Opinion: 50 (Respect)

Comprehensive evaluation: Eight points, a decent genius boy, a little destiny, not easy to die, if carefully taught, will be able to become the mainstay of the sect. ”

"The three measurements are all eight points, which is really decent. Zhou Muyu smiled.

At this time, the back of the white-haired young man appeared in his mind, the immortal demon talent with a comprehensive evaluation of nine points, and more importantly, the fate of his jealous Heavenly Evil Lone Star.

Even Xue Wenzhao, a genius with good luck, escaped from death, and that kid completely escaped this catastrophe, which is really evil enough. Thinking of this, Zhou Muyu shuddered, and decided to deal less with this person in the future, and it was best not to see each other at all.

"Ha Qiu!" Wu Yunxiao, who was far away in the Far North Wasteland, sneezed, he rubbed his frozen nose and frowned: "Why is there always an ominous feeling?" He shook his head, put aside the discomfort in his heart, and continued to move towards the depths of the wasteland, what was he doing here?

Zhou Muyu on the sandalwood seat put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and got up and went to his own exclusive practice room, he was ready to convert all the true qi into true yuan before this opening of the mountain to collect disciples, and break through to the first-class realm in one fell swoop.

At this time, Xun Lie, who returned to the torture hall, recruited his most valued disciple - Ning Sansi, compared with five years ago, Ning Sansi has matured a lot, but his figure has also become more rounded with the passage of time. Now he has the strength of a third-rate peak, and he is one of the few elite disciples of the sect. Like Xun Lie, he practiced "Jiuyang Divine Skill", and because of Xun Lie's careful guidance, his progress was the greatest among all the disciples.

"The disciple has seen Elder Xun. Ning Bufan stepped into the torture hall and immediately saluted Xun Lie. Although the person in front of him was a little younger than himself, Ning Sansi had great respect for the person in front of him, and he had already regarded Xun Lie as his master in his heart.

"Think twice, the master has given me a task, I will go down the mountain tomorrow, and the things of the torture hall will be entrusted to you. Xun Lie said with a serious face.

"Elders don't have to be polite, it's our honor to be able to do our part for the sect, and the disciple will definitely devote twelve points of energy to take care of the affairs of the torture hall!" Ning Sansi said resolutely.

"Not bad!" A hint of a smile appeared on Xun Lie's serious face, and he looked at Ning Sansi in front of him with appreciative eyes: "I really didn't misunderstand you, you, very good." ”

The elder was falsely praised. After so many years, Sansi only fulfilled his obligations as a disciple of the Extreme Dao, and did not make much contribution to the sect, thanks to the love of Elder Xun and the sect master, Sansi was able to go in front of the senior brothers, and Sansi was deeply ashamed. Ning Sansi said with a guilty face.

"Your dedication and progress are in the eyes of the sect master and me, and it's not good to be too modest. Xun Lie looked at Ning Sansi quietly, "After this mission is completed, I will inform Shizun to accept you as my personal disciple, are you willing?"

Hearing this, Ning Sansi's whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, only to see his body shake, and he stood in front of Xun Lie in a daze, with his mouth wide open, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Why, you don't want to?" said Xun Lie angrily.

"The disciple is willing!" Seeing that Xun Lie's face changed slightly, Ning Sansi withdrew his out-of-body soul and immediately responded.

Xun Lie nodded: "You go down, remember to come to the Torture Hall early tomorrow morning to report." ”

"The disciple obeyed. Ning Sansi suppressed the excitement in his heart, bent down and saluted, and quickly left.

Xun Lie looked at his ball-like figure and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

At the same time, Yan Shaoyou also called Mu Qinglan, who was also an elite disciple. Mu Qinglan is the little beggar that Yan Shaoyou accepted in Luoxia Town, she was skinny and dusty before, so everyone didn't find out that she was a girl, and when she introduced herself, she knew that she was a girl. Now a fourteen-year-old girl, she looks slim and elegant, and she is supported by the exclusive "school uniform" of an elite disciple

Her dusty temperament made most disciples admire.

"The disciple has seen Elder Yan. Mu Qinglan saluted respectfully. In Jidao, the person Mu Qinglan is most grateful to is Yan Shaoyou in front of her. In the girl's heart, there is always such a thought: it was he who gave herself a chance, it was he who made herself feel the warmth of the world, and it was he who stretched out his hands when he was most helpless. I have to repay him! With this in mind, the girl cultivated hard and worked hard to get closer to her goal.

"No need to be polite. Zhou Muyu looked at the girl in front of him and said lightly, "I called you here today to explain some things to you." ”

"Elder Yan, please command!" the girl said with a straight face.

"I'm going down the mountain with the other two elders tomorrow to complete the tasks assigned to me by the master, and the cultivation of the new disciples will be supervised by you in the next few days. Yan Shaoyou said indifferently.

"The disciple obeyed. The girl looked serious.

"Alright, you go down. Yan Shaoyou commanded.

The girl stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yan Shaoyou looked puzzled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Elder Yan... Be careful all the way..."The girl's face turned red, "The disciple has retired." Then he galloped away.

Yan Shaoyou scratched the back of his head: "What's the matter? Why is your face so red, is it because of the fork in the practice?"

Then Yan Shaoyou put on a very ironclad expression and said: "I've told her, don't be anxious, why don't the current disciples listen to advice." As the saying goes, eat a trench, grow a wisdom. I'll leave them alone for now, and when they know they're awesome, they won't do it again. With that, he shook his head and went back to his room to pack his bags.

As for Song Yunfeng, since his disciples' alchemy skills were not very skillful, he had to go out in person and refine a few more furnaces of commonly used pills in case of emergency.

Beside him, the handyman disciples who helped were handing medicine, water, and fanning, and they were very busy. Song Yunfeng quietly refined the elixir, unmoved. This refinement is two hours.

After the last furnace of pills was completed, Song Yunfeng looked at the miscellaneous disciples guarding him with a tired face and said: "Here is three days of pills, you guys have collected them, in the past few days since I left, the pill room will be handed over to you to take care of, I am tired, so I left first." After saying that, Song Yunfeng got up and prepared to leave.

"Congratulations to the elders. The miscellaneous disciples looked at the eleven-year-old boy in front of them with reverence.

"You are also tired today, so put away the pills and go back to rest. After finishing speaking, Song Yunfeng left the Danfang and went straight back to his room and began to pack his baggage.

The three of them are ready to go, and they can leave the mountain just tomorrow when the master orders them.