The test of the outer sect finally came to an end, and this year's results were quite rich, there were about twenty people in Cuizhu Peak alone, and the situation of the rest of the peaks of the outer sect was similar, which was gratifying.

On the last night of Cuizhu Peak, Fuji and Ji Yan were particularly happy, this big fat man was nurtured by the family, and he read little, but he could speak well, but he was also a master who would repay and protect his relatives, and he felt very happy with such a friend Ji Yan, but sometimes he was very helpless, just now Fuji also intimidated Jiang Wenshen a few words. It's not early, they are resting, Ji Yan also practiced after returning to the house, his mood was smooth, his soul was clear, the night before entering the inner sect, the cyan droplets in the dantian finally gathered and became a sea of qi, but the color of this sea was dark and thick, like jade, Fu Ji would also be amazed after seeing it, compared with Ji Yan's, his sea of qi was like a clear spring, and he could only sigh at the ocean.

Not much to say, but the next day. Ji Yan Fuji and others followed Deacon Zhang from Cuizhu Peak to the Taihe Dojo of Yanwu Peak to accept the selection of the first seat of the Inner Sect Peak. Many of them have been tempered in the outer sect after worshipping the Heavenly Sword Gate, and now it is as if the countrymen have entered Beijing, and there is only wonder and wonder in their eyes. Fudge held a green grass in his mouth, folded his arms behind his head, and slowly walked with Ji Yan at the end of the line, not caring about the freshness of the way. It turned out that when this fat man first entered the mountain gate, the old man of the wine sword fairy took him to travel here, and introduced the many beautiful wonders of the Taihe Mountains. Although Ji Yan said that he had also been to play Wufeng last time he met the master, there was Wang Huan's flying sword at that time, and it was not as detailed and real as it is now. As we gradually approach Yanwu Peak, many mountain roads also have the same team constantly gathering here, most of the young juniors, many of them are noble and proud, led by the deacons to lead the mountain, enter Yanwu Peak, and then step into the land of the inner sect.

The huge team did not take it to the martial arts arena at the peak, but stopped halfway up the mountain and came to the Taihe Dojo. This Taihe dojo, named after the Taihe mountain range, can be seen its majestic magnificence, rock murals, jade carved railings, full of aura, the fairy grass is luxuriant, the whole dojo ground is composed of brown and white marble, nine red stone pillars are set up on both sides of the dojo, birds and beasts are carved on it; the dojo is split into two parts by a lake fairy spring in the center, there are flowers and plants floating on the water surface, it has extraordinary quality, there are six arch bridges erected by white marble on the lake, the south of the lake is a wide dojo, there is a fairy palace standing in the north of the lake, the door rushes to the south, it is the Yunlan Palace that receives distinguished guests on weekdays and holds the ceremony in the door。

At this time, the disciples were taken to the north side of the dojo and waited for the first seat of the peaks. Ji Yan and Fuji Rao are determined, and when they see this blessed land of the fairy family, they are also intoxicated, and it is not in vain to be able to spend their lives here!

Before long, several sword lights crossed the sky, and for a time the sky was colorful, and everyone on the sword did not eat the fireworks in the world, and they were righteous and ethereal. In a moment, a cadre of people was divided into six parts, standing at the head of the six white jade bridges, only to see a sturdy old man walking out of the middle bridgehead, walking to the dojo, with a loud voice:

"I am the head of Xuanqing, today according to the patriarch's chapter to select disciples, the six veins of the Heavenly Sword, belong to the same door, shall not be partial, I Zixiao will not accept apprentices for the time being, the rest of the peaks will select suitable disciples, and after the selection is completed, we will worship the real stone statue of the ancestor of the mountain, and invite Long Zun to speak. ”

Xuan Qing Zhenren's few words containing Dao power seemed to echo, and everyone listened to it loudly and excitedly.

A loud "sneeze ......" sounded from the fairy lake under the bridge, spewing water vapor more than a foot high, and there was silence in the field, and the new disciples in the dojo were at a loss.

“......”

"Master, how can this dragon chant of the Dragon Venerable seem to be sneezing...... Hey...... "Before Wang Huan finished speaking behind Yan Mingyuan, he was slapped in the face by the master holding a folding fan.

"Zhufeng has begun to select disciples!" Xuan Qing saw this embarrassing scene and calmly announced to everyone in the dojo. Could it be that something filthy appeared? All the disciples present were young disciples, not enough to make Long Zun react like this, maybe it was a joke made by Long Zun? Xuan Qing also thought for a moment when he turned to go up the bridge, but he didn't find the answer, so he put it aside.

The first seat of Zhufeng slowly walked towards the crowd with a few disciples, and Ji Yan couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that Song Wuji did not follow Wu Qi behind him, and he was also a little ignorant in the face of these first seats. The head of the family does not accept apprentices, the fairy sister only accepts female disciples, and I can't worship the same master with the dog baby, and there are still three heads left...... Hey? Ji Yan found a problem in the walking crowd, how could there be only four peaks to select disciples when he went out to take charge of the family? Looking from a distance, there was a man dressed in white on a stone bridge in the far west, sitting on the stone bridge, looking up at the sky, I don't know what he was thinking. Still in doubt, I heard Fudge's voice:

"Xiao Ji, the old man asked me to worship Qianzhang Peak, you go to Qianzhang Peak with me, and we can take care of each other, how about it?"

Ji Yan thought about it, it seemed that Senior Brother Wang Huan was also in Qianzhang Peak, this method was quite ideal, so he took the initiative to walk towards Yan Mingyuan with Fu Ji. Wang Huan was gathering the disciples of the other peaks of the outer sect together, and when he looked up and saw Fu Ji and Ji Yan, they were also familiar with each other at first sight, and they couldn't help but be happy.

"You two little ghosts can also be together, it seems that we are very fateful, and we don't want to meet the master yet. Wang Huan was happy and reminded him that the two of them had not lost their manners.

Just when the two of them were about to salute Yan Mingyuan's disciples, Yan Mingyuan helped Ji Yan up, turned his head and glanced at Xuan Qing, only to see that the head of the family seemed to have no intention of glancing at him, and disappeared in a flash. Yan Mingyuan faced Ji Yan and smiled helplessly, "Ji Yan, I want to accept you as an apprentice in the Golden Dragon Palace that day, I am very interested in seeing you with this temperament, but I don't want the head of the family to limit the number of people in my vein this time, I have promised the old man to accept Fuji as an apprentice, he is the last quota, I ...... "Yan Mingyuan is also a person who is studying, and he treats people with a true temperament, and he feels unacceptable, and he feels guilty.

Ji Yan saw that Yan Mingyuan stopped him from saluting, and saw him look back at the master, thinking about the experience of the Golden Dragon Palace, he had already guessed a few points, and realized Yan Mingyuan's true feelings and helplessness, and he was not reluctant. "Master Yan, although I am young, I also know some things, I will not embarrass you, worship under your door. ”

Fuji, who was kneeling next to him, heard this, and became anxious, "His grandfather's, Xiao Ji, you don't go to Qianzhang Peak, and I won't go either, I'll reason with the old man, isn't there just a quota? ”

"Nonsense! It's child's play to get started with a teacher, even if the old man is drunk, it won't help, and now it's the right thing to let Ji Yan find a suitable teacher. Yan Ming saw that Fudge was also leaving, and his chest was suffocated, the first seat of the hall was so difficult, but considering the overall situation, he still endured it, and at the same time sighed that Fudge was also a sincere person, and he would be carefully cultivated when he returned to the mountain.

"I don't care, it's a big deal that Xiao Ji and I go back to my hometown in Zhongzhou, I will be a cook, he will be a bookkeeper, and I will be very angry here!" Fudge also talked more and more, and finally decided to give up his place. Yan Mingyuan spoke hard and persuaded with kind words, but the result became more and more intense, and many people looked at them. As the master of the Discipline Hall, Lu Jingtian saw such a noise and walked towards this to punish everyone......

"That's enough! Fudge don't make trouble! You follow Master Yan up the mountain to practice, if you continue to make trouble, I will cut off your robe and break off your friendship!"

These words echoed in the dojo, like a thunderbolt echoing in Fudge's head, he never expected that Ji Yan, who was usually kind, would say such decisive words, and he was stunned for a while.

In the darkness, who is willing to be wronged, and who is powerless to roar and struggle in pain...... A faint dark purple light flashed, like a soothing, and like a grappling fight......

"Sneeze ......" was another loud sound, accompanied by a column of water several feet high gushing from the surface of the water, suppressing the hustle and bustle of the dojo.

Countless eyes converged on Ji Yan, many because of the commotion, and some because of the harsh words "cut the robe and cut off the righteousness".

"Presumptuous! The noise here has shocked Long Zun, you two can know that you are wrong, I have decided on this matter of Fuji, and you can be my disciple of Qianzhang Peak. What are you looking at, haven't you seen me, a weak scholar, getting angry, right? "In order to solve the current trouble, Yan Mingyuan showed his face and scolded everyone present. Seeing Yan Mingyuan come forward, the rest of the first seats no longer interfered and continued to select disciples.

Ji Yan recalled that from the time he went up the mountain to the present, he had experienced all kinds of things, and he was still in trouble at this time, and he was afraid that Fudge would do something stupid, so he had the roar just now, at this time, he was depressed and soothed, and he didn't feel sorry, and looked at Fudge in a daze a few times guiltily, bowed to Yan Shouzao, and walked back to the few remaining teams. Fu Ji was helped up by Wang Huan and stood behind his master, without saying a word, just looking at Ji Yan in the crowd.

About an hour passed, Ji Yan was disheartened, and there was a feeling of grievance and crying, but when he thought of Uncle Hou's teachings, he endured the bitterness, straightened his waist, and men should strive for self-improvement. He is no longer looking for the next leader, and all the leaders are also selecting the remaining disciples with good qualifications.

In the end, there were only three or five people left in the dojo, and among them was Ji Yan. It seems that he can only go back to the outer sect and wait for three years to wait for the next selection, and Ji Yan is no longer forced at this time, waiting for the end of the selection.

The first of the peaks all stood on the stone bridge with newly selected disciples, and there were many figures, but there was still one person sitting at the head of the bridge in the west. Other first seats also seem to be commonplace.

"Senior Brother Luo, you haven't accepted disciples for hundreds of years, and there are few people in the Tianzhu Peak, so don't you choose a few junior disciples with outstanding qualifications?" Xuan Qing Zhenren was a little concerned at this time, and asked his Senior Brother Luo.

The expressions of the first seats were different, especially the master of Baiyun Peak, Li Feng, who sneered at what the head said, closed his eyes, and no longer asked, Yan Mingyuan shook the folding fan lightly and lowered his head and chuckled.

"Noise!" Luo Qiushui got up, didn't look at Xuanqing, walked under the bridge, and replied to Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing seemed to have long been accustomed to this little junior brother, and did not reprimand him, but laughed at it. Just because he doesn't reprimand doesn't mean that no one cares. Lu Jingtian thought of his fellow siblings, although he was the master of the Discipline Hall, he still delayed for a moment, and saw a few crane-haired and child-looking veterans, all wearing red and white crane silk clothes, and questioned Luo Qiushui.

These people are the elders who don't go out of the mountain, they don't care about affairs on weekdays, they just practice and comprehend, today they are here to investigate the vision of Longzun just now, and when they see that Luo Qiushui does not distinguish between dignity and inferiority, and his words are not inferior, he wants to reprimand one or two.

Song Wuji wanted to mediate on the bridge, but when he saw the third senior brother Yan Mingyuan smiling at himself and shook his head, the honest and straightforward Song Wuji turned around and said to the old and new disciples:

"As soon as the selection is over, you have a good show to watch, well, it's not a shallow blessing. ”