Ye Feiran blinked. According to the current situation, she might be robbed by them, so she quickly replied, "Auntie, please join the sect leader! If I am lucky enough to be robbed by the sect leader and Fengfeng Peak Master, I will choose Join Fengfeng. In this way, we can get guidance from the Sect Master and Fengfeng Peak Master at the same time. " Hearing this, Ye Han's eyes suddenly lit up and he was no longer entangled in his heart. Ke Duzhong and Fengfeng Peak Master's attention had been focused on Ye Han, and naturally they could see that she was communicating with Ye Feiran. Although both of them are old foxes with indifferent expressions, at this moment I am also curious about what they said between them, and who will Ye Han choose? At the same time, Rong Yue on the high platform also said, "Ye Han, I don't mind if you have more guidance from me, you can just do what you want." "Disciple, thank you Master!" Ye Han thanked him quickly. Hearing the word "master", Rong Yue couldn't help but smile on her face. Even if Ye Han worshiped four masters at the same time, she would be the first one to be worshiped. Coupled with her previous actions, she can be sure that His position in Ye Han's mind definitely occupies the first place. There is no other way. The disciple I want to recruit is too talented, so I can only become more scheming. Alas, everyone else was just disciples vying for favor, but when it was her turn...it was actually Master vying for favor! Finally, under the spotlight of everyone, Ye Han stepped forward to thank him. The first person to thank was naturally Sect Master Ke Duzhong, followed by Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan and Fire Peak Peak Master Kong Yu. "Disciple thanks the sect master!" "Disciple, thank you, Master Lei Peak!" "Disciple, thank you, Lord Huo Peak!" After successfully receiving a talented disciple, Ke Duzhong, Mo Yinnan and Kong Yu all had smiles on their faces. Although the leader of Fengfeng Peak had guessed the outcome, he was still extremely depressed when he actually faced it. If the leader hadn't interfered, Ye Han would have definitely become a member of Fengfeng Peak. At this time, Fengfeng Peak Master did not know that there was a big surprise waiting for him behind. Kong Yu glanced at the Feng Peak Master sympathetically, and then continued without forgetting the business, "Sect Master, since we have made an exception, can I continue to recruit disciples?" Ke Duzhong nodded, "Of course." "Hahaha..." Kong Yu laughed loudly, and then his eyes fell on Jiang Yinghan, "Jiang Yinghan, the purity of your fire attribute spiritual power is 70%. Are you willing to be my personal disciple?" Hearing this, Jiang Yinghan was slightly startled, with a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he did not expect that the leader of the Fire Peak, Kong Yu, would come back to accept her as his disciple. Others looked envious, secretly hating why their spiritual energy purity did not reach 70%. After coming back to his senses, Jiang Yinghan subconsciously looked at Leifeng Peak Master Mo Yinnan. Seeing this, Mo Yinnan felt a sense of relief in his heart, and quickly smiled and said, "I don't mind, my teacher." "Disciple, thank you Master!" After saying that, Jiang Yinghan stepped forward to thank Kongyu, "Disciple, thank you Lord Huo Peak!" Kong Yu suddenly gained two direct disciples, and the smile on his face couldn't be too bright! At the same time, there was a burst of whispers in the square. "The purity of Feng Wei and Ning Xiangmo's fire-attributed spiritual power is also 70%. Why didn't the Fire Peak Master accept them as his direct disciples?" Feng Wei and Ning Xiangmo naturally heard it, and their hands under their sleeves were slightly clasped together. Naturally, they also hoped in their hearts that they could win the eyes of Lord Fire Peak. After all, they were direct disciples! Although the direct disciples are also inner disciples, they are core disciples. Their status is higher than that of inner disciples, and their cultivation resources are richer than those of inner disciples. More importantly, Feng Wei was not sure whether she could win the eyes of one of the chefs of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, and Ning Xiangmo was not sure whether she could win the eyes of the first Fu Xian Qingwu. Kong Yu, who was on the high platform, naturally heard it. He was slightly startled, and then his eyes suddenly lit up when he thought that the top fifty disciples from the Demon Kiln all had fire-attribute spiritual energy with a purity of 70% or above. So, can he take all these fourteen new disciples into his pocket? Thinking of this, Kong Yu quickly picked up the tea cup and drank a few sips of tea before suppressing the excitement in his heart. Hahaha... He Kongyu is definitely the biggest winner in recruiting disciples this time. Then, his eyes fell on Ning Xiangmo and asked directly, "Ning Xiangmo, the purity of your fire attribute spiritual power is 70%. Are you willing to be my personal disciple?" As soon as these words came out, the disciples in the square had envious expressions on their faces, and Ning Xiangmo also had a look of surprise on his face, and quickly stepped forward to thank him, "Disciple, thank you, Master Huo Peak!" When Kong Yu's eyes fell on Feng Wei, he suddenly remembered something. Feng Wei was a kitchen cultivator, and Lao Taotie's spiritual power was also of the fire attribute, and his strength was no worse than his. So, should he take Feng Wei as well? What about the income peak? If Lao Taotie doesn't come today, if he accepts it, will he offend Lao Taotie? Well... although he is not a big fan of food, he still wants to taste the delicious food cooked by Lao Taotie himself from time to time! Just when he was struggling, a voice that sounded generous suddenly rang out, "Fengwei, you are a kitchen cultivator. You don't have to join the Fire Peak. You can just join me. I am not only a kitchen cultivator, but also a fire attribute." His spiritual power and strength are no worse than Kongyu." In the view of Gourmet Fairy Lord, Feng Wei's situation is the same as his, and according to his experience, it is completely possible to practice cooking skills and fire attribute spiritual power at the same time, otherwise his strength will not be inferior to Kong Yu It's comparable, so there's no need to waste time going to Fire Peak. Hearing this, Kong Yu felt relieved. The old glutton really cared. Fortunately, he didn't have time to speak, but he still felt a little regretful. Feng Wei was slightly stunned at first, and then felt ecstatic in her heart. Compared to Fengyun Team 3 and others, she was more inclined to develop a career in cooking. So, she quickly adjusted her emotions and stepped forward to thank the void, "Disciple, thank you... Immortal Lord!" "Hahaha... After this is over, you can come to Gourmet Peak to find me. I am the Gourmet Immortal Lord." "yes!" The leader of the Fire Peak, Kong Yu, has accepted three direct disciples in a row. The peak masters of other peaks are also ready to take action. They all want to take advantage of the sect master and the most famous immortal monarchs, as well as the professional peak masters and immortal monarchs. Open your mouth and strike first. After all, what if another person comes along who cares as much as the Tao Ke Xianjun? The next moment, a woman as cold and beautiful as the snow lotus on the top of the iceberg slowly said, "Qian Mingzhu, I am Lan Xueluo, the master of Ice Peak. Are you willing to be my personal disciple?" As the young sect leader of Qianxue Sect, Qian Mingzhu has devoted herself to cultivating ice attribute spiritual power since she was a child, so she is naturally very willing. She quickly stepped forward to thank her, "Disciple, thank you Lord Bingfeng!" Immediately afterwards, Kong Yu's voice also sounded happily, "Then are you willing to be my personal disciple?"
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. ,,. ,.
