For a moment, everyone's eyes were wandering on the sect leader Ke Duzhong and the No. 1 Music Immortal, Rong Yue Immortal. Ke Duzhong stroked his beard gently, and then sent a message to Bai Hanchen, "What do you think?" Bai Hanchen thought that Nie Yingluo, who had dark attributes and was a four-star Gu Master, and was enthusiastic about Gu Masters, would definitely find a Gu Master to be his master, so he thought about it. "I think Mo Yinnan's words are reasonable! Ye Han is now a senior divine musician, but her cultivation level is not low, which proves that she can find a balance between practicing thunder-attribute spiritual power and being a divine musician." After a pause, he remembered something and continued, "I remember that Ye Han has three spiritual attributes: wind, fire and thunder, and the purity is more than 80%. Based on her performance at the level of Qianhuan Pagoda, I I think she can also practice the three spiritual attributes of wind, fire and thunder and the career of a divine musician at the same time." Ke Duzhong stroked his beard gently and did not express his position. At the same time, Mo Yinnan looked at Rong Yue, who had a praising look on his face, and suddenly thought that Ye Han had more than just one kind of spiritual power with the thunder attribute, and the purity of the other two spiritual attributes was not low. Then, he had an idea and quickly sent a message to the Fire Peak Peak Master and the Wind Peak Peak Master. "Master of Fire Peak, Ye Han's fire attribute spiritual power is 80% pure." "Master Feng Peak, the purity of Ye Han's wind-attributed spiritual energy is 83%." Fire Peak Peak Master and Wind Peak Peak Master: "..." They naturally knew that, but Mo Yinnan couldn't compete with Rong Yue, so how could they? Mo Yinnan saw the changes in their expressions and continued to say, "As long as she is a good seedling, I don't mind if she has multiple masters." Hearing this, the masters of the two peaks of Fire and Wind were slightly startled, but they really didn't want to miss such a good seedling like Ye Han. In this way, they struggled for a while and finally came to an end. So, after Ke Duzhong sat up straight, they spoke one after another. "Sect Master, Ye Han's wind attribute spiritual energy is 83% pure, which is also a rare attribute. I don't want to give it up." "Sect Master, Ye Han's fire attribute spiritual power is 80% pure. Although it is not a rare attribute, I don't want to give it up." As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Even if the First Lexian and the Leifeng Peak Master snatched Ye Han, the Fire Peak Peak Master and the Wind Peak Peak Master also came to snatch it. Oh my God, Ye Han's luck is so good! For a moment, all the disciples in the square looked at Ye Han with envy. Being robbed by four big shots at the same time, they really want to have this treatment. No matter which big shot they join, their future is boundless! After Ye Feiran and the others were surprised, they were also happy for Ye Han. At the same time, they were also very excited. After all, they almost all had two types of spiritual attributes, and their purity was good. They can only dream of having one more famous teacher to guide them! Ye Han was also surprised for a while, but after the surprise, she raised her eyes and looked at the sect leader Ke Duzhong. Because the decision-making power of all this lies in the hands of the sect leader. Ke Duzhong's expression didn't change much. He turned back to look at the No. 1 Music Immortal Rong Yue and asked, "Rong Yue, now that Ye Han has become your disciple, do you have any thoughts on what the Lord of the Three Peaks said?" Hearing this, the corners of Rongyue's mouth twitched slightly, and the old fox, the sect leader, actually kicked the question to her. However, thinking about the evildoer Ye Feiran, she may not necessarily be able to win over others, such as the number one elixir immortal Wen Xi, who currently does not have a single disciple and has much more treasury than her. Thinking that Ye Han had three kinds of spiritual attributes, and the purity was 89%, she also hoped that Ye Han could develop in an all-round way. She pondered for a while, then raised her eyes to look at the Master of Leifeng Peak, "Mo Yinnan, are you sure you want to accept Ye Han as your direct disciple?" Hearing this, Mo Yinnan knew that Rong Yue didn't mind Ye Han having multiple masters, and his face suddenly lit up with joy, "A gentleman's words are hard to follow!" The purity of the thunder-attributed spiritual power is 90%, but none of his direct disciples have reached it! Rongyue's eyes fell on Fire Peak Peak Master and Wind Peak Peak Master again, "What about you?" "As long as Ye Han is willing to join my Fire Peak, he will naturally be his direct disciple." The leader of the Fire Peak said immediately. biqubao.com After saying that, he couldn't help but wonder if Ye Han successfully joined his Fire Peak, whether he could continue to recruit Jiang Yinghan. After all, the purity of Jiang Yinghan's fire-attribute spiritual power was 70%, which already met his requirements for recruiting a disciple. "As long as Ye Han is willing to come to Feng Peak, he will naturally be his direct disciple." The master of Feng Peak also said. At the same time, he glanced at Ke Duzhong from time to time. After all, Ke Duzhong also had wind-attribute spiritual power, and was better than him in some aspects. Because the pattern has been opened, facing Ye Han, who has 83% purity of wind attribute spiritual power, Ke Duzhong naturally had his thoughts moved. So, he gently stroked his beard and slowly said, "Ye Han, this sect leader also possesses wind-attribute spiritual power, and what he has studied the most in his life is rare attributes. If you are willing, you can also choose to be my sect leader's personal disciple. disciple." Everyone: "!!!" Oh my god, the sect master also joined the ranks of robbing disciples! For a moment, all the disciples looked at Ye Han with eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred. All the senior officials of Xuantian Immortal Sect, especially the peak masters Rong Yue, Mo Yinnan and Fenghuo looked at Ke Duzhong with bewildered expressions. They really didn't expect Ke Duzhong to be involved. After coming back to his senses, the Master of Feng Peak, in particular, looked depressed and said, "Sect Master, you already have many talented disciples under your sect, so don't compete with me." Otherwise, according to the current situation, he would not be able to grab even one of his disciples with wind attribute spiritual power. Faced with Fengfeng Peak Master's accusation, Ke Duzhong smiled calmly, "Of course, whether Ye Han chooses to join Fengfeng's sect or this sect master's sect, this sect master has no objection." Fengfeng Peak Master: "..." The sect leader is indeed an old fox, cunning and treacherous! Between Master Fengfeng and the direct disciple of the sect leader, which disciple would not choose the direct disciple of the sect leader! Ke Duzhong ignored the accusation in Feng Peak Master's eyes and looked at Ye Han under the high platform. "Our Xuantian Immortal Sect is a comprehensively developed sect, and Ye Han, you are so outstanding in all aspects, and Rong Yue has no objection, so you can continue to choose to become a disciple." As soon as these words came out, the whole square fell into a boil again, because this was something that had never happened before. "Oh my god, the sect has really made exceptions time and time again for this new group of disciples!" "It's a pity that I only have one spiritual attribute, and it's not pure enough. Otherwise, I would definitely have the chance to become the personal disciple of a great man." "Ahhh...it would be great if I were Ye Han." "Do you think Ye Han chose to join Fengfeng or the sect?" "Are you stupid? You must be a disciple of the sect leader!" Ye Han herself was also very confused, so she did not hesitate to consult Ye Feiran for his opinion. "Ran'er, do you think I should join Fengfeng or be a disciple of the sect leader?" These words were naturally transmitted through sound.
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. ,,. ,.
