Chapter 7 Miserable young masters
"This mountain is not steep, there is no technique to speak of, as long as you persist, you will definitely reach the top. If you want to go far on the path of cultivation, you must have a strong will. It's just a hill in front of me, and if anyone can't go up, they'll all go home and fuck me off. Feng Kai Protector shouted loudly.
On the surrounding mountains, some old disciples were talking about it.
"Alas, did you see that? Among the people in charge of arranging the new disciples this time was Feng Kai's Dharma Protector, and they were so miserable!" sighed a beautiful woman of twenty-seven or eighteen. Then he closed his eyes and mourned in his heart for these new disciples.
"Senior Sister Zhao is already in the late stage of the Origin realm, and her eyesight is strong. I can only vaguely see a group of figures, but I can't tell who it is. A long-faced young man next to him said.
Two hours later, the suzerain's peak was up. Cheng Hu held Deng Tao and Wu Hao in one hand, and moved up quickly. In the distance behind him, more than 300 black girls and black boys used their hands and feet together, and they were exhausted. At this time, the handwriting on the plaque of the palace at the summit is still faintly visible, and victory is in sight.
Cheng Hu helped the two to the summit, and Deng Tao and Wu Hao lay on the ground like dead dogs.
"Senior Brother Cheng, aren't you tired? The two persuaded.
"I'm really hungry, and I haven't felt tired yet. Cheng Hu turned around and looked down the mountain, revealing an incredible expression.
I saw that the poor children stimulated their potential and launched the final sprint, and it was not very far from the top of the mountain. He was also amazed that dozens of people hung tightly behind these poor children. Forget about Xia Sanfei and some middle-sized children in ordinary clothes, there are actually a few young masters inside.
In his impression, the young master is a typical bad person, representing incompetence and evil. At the moment, these are really special and unexpected.
Cheng Hu was thoughtful. It seems that he was too extreme before, and there are strong people in the young master, but there are too few. There are more than 1,000 new disciples this time, and there are more than 100 young masters and young masters, and there are only a few people who can handle them. I don't know if these people are good people, but they are not bad breeds after all. Children who can endure hardships are probably not bad.
The disciples recruited by the sect are all Dharma protectors who go out to search. Most of them focus on large cities such as the imperial city of the mortal kingdom and the surrounding densely populated places, so the proportion of rich people is larger, and there are more young ladies and gentlemen. Those remote mountainous areas are too sparsely populated. Often, a large area of search can not find a few people, time-consuming, laborious, and ineffective, so those places are simply abandoned. If Cheng Hu hadn't happened to pass by by the sloppy old man this time, he might not have seen a cultivator for the rest of his life.
The poor children are still crawling desperately.
At this moment, there was a scream in the distance, and those noble sons and daughters were pumped again. Listening to their ears, they were immediately refreshed and extremely comfortable.
"Ah, I'm fighting with you, my father is the prime minister of the imperial court, you dare to beat me?" a delicate young lady screamed and threw herself at Feng Kai, opening her mouth to bite.
Apparently this man is not very good at his brain. Even the emperor is set up by Qingqing, and he can let whoever he wants, let alone a little prime minister. Could it be that her father's brain was also broken, so he didn't tell her to respect the immortal master?
"Smack"
Feng Kai gave her a big mouth with his backhand, and her mouth was full of blood, her teeth were shattered, and even the golden hairpin in her hair flew out. The lights are dark, and they don't know where they fell. Cheng Hu is so distressed to see it! That's made of gold, how many chickens can you buy?
This delicate lady was disheveled, and her face was covered with tears mixed with blood, like a blood gourd. Lying on the ground and crying, he no longer had a temper.
"I call you an old man and a child, a demon and a monster. Don't do it. And all of you, hurry up and climb, whoever falls in the end I'll pump whom. Feng Kai turned into Shura at this time, raised the whip in his hand and yelled at everyone.
"Ahh......h Not. ...... Damn......"
The rich and noble sons and golden branches and jade leaves in the back were overly frightened and rushed up like crazy. The skin is scratched and bleeding and it doesn't hurt anymore, and the clothes are tattered, and the face is gray, and there is no more noble appearance.
Xia Sanfei was only less than 100 meters away from the top of the mountain at this time, and when he looked back, he almost collapsed to the ground when he saw this scene. Raised his hand and touched the teeth in his mouth, comforting himself: "I am young, I haven't withdrawn my teeth yet, and I can grow them back after I have knocked them out." ”
At the end, only Feng Kai and 'Miss Jiaoheng' were left, and the young lady was about to cry.
Feng Kai took out a palm-sized piece of talisman paper and said something in his mouth.
"Poof"
The surface of the rune paper flashed with light, turning into a wave and submerging into the void.
After a cup of tea, a person came over on a flying sword.
"What did Protector Feng do when he summoned his disciples over?" the man asked after giving a salute.
"Send this waste back to me, she lives in the imperial city and is the prime minister's daughter. You take this into the palace and hand it over to the emperor, and tell him that the prime minister of the court is old and sick, and his mind is not clear, and he can be replaced. Feng Kai turned over his hand and took out an object and said.
"The disciple obeyed. The man took the things and put them in the storage bag. Ignoring the miserable appearance of the young lady in front of him, he grabbed it under his armpit and walked away. Obviously, Feng Kai called this character who is also ruthless.
The sky was bright, and after several rounds of whipping, the young masters and young ladies finally climbed up. At this time, their clothes were broken, their flesh and blood were blurred, and they did not look like men. It seems that Cheng Hu is more decent.
Passing by the welcome hall, more than 500 meters forward, everyone came to the front of the patriarch's hall. The Patriarch's Hall does not have much decoration, but it looks grand. Pushing the door in, six coiling dragon golden pillars are distributed around. Hundreds of spirit cards are arranged from top to bottom in front of them, all of which are the ancestors of the Qingyu faction above the Jindan in the past dynasties. Behind the tablet, a statue of a long-bearded old man stared at everyone with a smile, as if he was alive. This is exactly the statue of the grandfather.
The disciples lined up and stood up, and Liu Protector began to read out the history of the sect: "This sect was founded in ......"
After reading it out, after all the disciples buckled their heads, Liu Protector's face turned pale and said, "The entrance ceremony is over, and you have officially become a disciple of this sect. When you go back, you should carefully study the door rules, and if you violate them, you will be severely punished. ”
"Alright, you will go to the Hall of Artifacts in a moment to get what you need. Once you've been assigned accommodation, it's time to rest. Liu Protector said: "Senior nephew Song, you can arrange it." ”
After hearing this, all the disciples let out a sigh of relief, and finally finished tossing.
Outside the hall walked a tall young man, in his early twenties.
"My name is Song Yu, you can call me Senior Brother Song. Come with me, brothers and sisters. Song Yu led everyone out of the palace.
"Senior Brother Song, where is this artifact hall?" asked Cheng Hu.
"Oh, it's not far, it's on the other side of the mountain. Song Yu pointed with his hand easily.
Recommend...... The number of disciples in front of me was miscalculated, and it has been corrected. http://www.biquge.info
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