Seeing the high-level figures of Xuantian Immortal Sect appear one after another, the disciples in the square were extremely excited. "Oh my God, if I guess correctly, almost all the high-ranking figures of Xuantian Immortal Sect are here!" "So, we have a high chance of being chosen by them!" "Ahhh... I hope I can become an inner disciple!" "Honestly, why do I think they show up for those new disciples who are gifted with monsters?" Outer disciple: "..." This makes sense, but they are speechless! However, nothing is final yet, and they still have hope. The outer disciple comforted himself silently in his heart, and then looked towards the high platform and prayed in his heart. In the midst of their discussion, the deacons of the outer sect and the deacons of the inner sect stood neatly under the high platform, while the elders of the outer sect took their seats at the back of the high platform, the elders of the inner sect sat in the middle of the high platform, and the Immortal Lord sat close by. Sitting in the position, the inner sect elders and the immortal king both have their own peaks, so they are also the masters of the same peak. Sect leader Ke Duzhong and deputy sect leader Bai Hanchen naturally sat at the front of the high platform. Of course, there are still many open spaces on both sides of them. These are the positions of the Supreme Elders of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, but none of them showed up today. Once they show up, the sect will most likely encounter a major event or face a life-or-death situation. Of course, if Ke Duzhong sends a message to the Supreme Elders who possess three attributes: light, space and time, they will probably show up. After these high-level dignitaries took their seats, a deacon in white from the inner sect appeared on the high platform. This deacon in white from the inner sect is none other than Ke Tiandong. Seeing Ke Tiandong, although Ye Feiran and his party had guessed his identity before, they still felt speechless after seeing it with their own eyes. Based on Ke Tiandong's situation in Feixian Town at that time, they really never dreamed that he was actually the inner deacon of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, and he was also the first deacon of the inner sect. He was so well disguised! Ke Tiandong saw the changes in the expressions of Ye Feiran and his group, a smile flashed across his eyes, and then he glanced at the other disciples in the square and said loudly, "Everyone, you are so lucky!" As soon as these words came out, the disciples in the square felt the same way, smiles appeared on their faces, and the tension in their hearts eased a little. Ke Tiandong stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture before continuing, "Next, let me introduce you to the Immortal Lord and the elders on the high platform. Starting from the front, they are the sect master Ke Duzhong, deputy sect master Bai Hanchen, the first elixir immortal Wenxi, the first medicine immortal Jiang Jinghui, the first weapon immortal Jinxiao, the first sword immortal Wangzezhi, the first music immortal Rongyue, The first talisman is the master of the eight peaks of Qingwu, Golden Peak, Wooden Peak, Water Peak, Fire Peak, Earth Peak, Wind Peak, Thunder Peak, and Ice Peak..." Ke Tiandong introduced all the immortal kings and elders on the high platform in one breath. This group of big shots said more or less, but as cultivators, all the disciples in the square remembered them one by one. "Tsk, I have never seen so many big people since I joined the sect. I finally met them all today." "Almost all the big shots have shown up, and there will probably be some competition for disciples later." "I know that I have a low chance of being favored by a big shot, but that doesn't stop me from watching a big shot steal a disciple!" "Yeah, I think that kind of scene is definitely enough for us to brag about for a lifetime!" After they talked for a while, Ke Tiandong raised his voice and said, "Quiet!" As soon as these words came out, the entire square instantly fell into silence, and the atmosphere became tense as the disciples became nervous. The big shots are starting to choose disciples! It was also quiet on the high platform, no one moved. Seeing this, Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan glanced at Rong Yue and spoke first, "Jiang Yinghan, the purity of your thunder attribute essence is 80%, and what I have studied most in my life is the rare thunder attribute technique. Are you willing?" Be my personal disciple?" The reason why he was the first to ask Jiang Yinghan was naturally because he knew that Rong Yue would compete with him for Ye Han. As for Ye Feiran, more people would compete for it. Therefore, he must first grab a direct disciple. Fire Peak Peak Master: "..." The purity of Jiang Yinghan's fire-attribute spiritual energy was 70%, and he also took a fancy to it, but the master of Leifeng Peak spoke first, and then he spoke. Jiang Yinghan would definitely not choose Fire Peak. Alas, it was a mistake. I should have known that he would be the first to speak. Jiang Yinghan herself also tended to focus on cultivating thunder-attribute spiritual power, so she raised a smile on her face and stepped forward to thank her, "Disciple, thank you Lord Lei Peak!" Jiang Yinghan was so happy, and Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan was also very happy, and then he continued, "Ye Han, the purity of your thunder attribute spiritual power is 90%, are you willing to be my personal disciple?" As soon as these words came out, the No. 1 Music Immortal Rong Yue immediately glared at Mo Yinnan, and then said quickly, "Ye Han, I am the No. 1 Music Immortal in the immortal world. I can see that you are focused on practicing as a divine musician. , so...are you willing to be my personal disciple?" Finally, she added, "I don't have a single disciple under my Immortal Lord's sect yet, but the Master of Lei Feng Peak already has five direct disciples and eight registered disciples." Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan: "..." This woman is so hateful, how could she talk like this? "Yes, this is indeed the case for my disciples, but I can promise to treat them equally." "Haha..." Rong Yue chuckled, "No matter how much we treat everyone equally, the training resources you give Ye Han cannot compare to this Immortal Lord." Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan: "..." So angry! Ye Han looked at Mo Yinnan and then at Rong Yue, feeling a little confused because she wanted to practice both as a divine musician and as a thunder attribute spiritual power. After all, its purity was only 90%. Rongyue noticed her entanglement and didn't mind at all. She just continued, "Ye Han, as far as I know, you and Qin Qiu are both from the same continent. If you worship me as your teacher, I can give you some advice." Qin Qiu." Hearing this, Ye Han suddenly looked at Rong Yue, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. It was obvious that Rong Yue already knew about the relationship between her and Qin Qiu, and it was so tempting for her to bring this up. The Rongyue Saint-level divine musician is infinitely close to the god-level. Master Qin Qiu is a grandmaster-level divine musician. He has not made a breakthrough for a long time and has obviously encountered a bottleneck. If Rong Yue is willing to give guidance to Master Qin Qiu, Master Qin Qiu may soon be able to break through to the Saint level, and she herself needs the guidance of a famous teacher. This is definitely a win-win situation! So, she hurriedly stepped forward to thank her, "Disciple, thank you, Immortal Lord Rongyue!" Rongyue looked happy and glanced at Mo Yinnan. Mo Yinnan: "..." However, he did not intend to give up and said directly to Ke Duzhong, "Sect Master, it is good that Ye Han is a divine musician, but it is also true that her thunder attribute spiritual power is 90% pure. Thunder attribute is a rare attribute. I don't want to give up." biqubao .com As soon as these words came out, except for a small number of people who guessed Ke Duzhong's thoughts, everyone else looked shocked. Ye Han has already taken Rong Yue as his teacher, why doesn't Mo Yinnan give up? Doesn't he mind that his direct disciples have other masters? Will the sect leader agree? More importantly, he doesn't mind, and neither does Immortal Rongyue?
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
