Golden Peak Master Dugu Xin stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Shui Peak Master, come first!" The leader of Shuifeng Peak, Chi Yu, was not polite, nodded slightly, and then raised his eyes to look at Tang Mengtong, "Tang Mengtong, I am the leader of Shuifeng Peak, Chi Yu, are you willing to be my direct disciple?" Tang Mengtong quickly stepped forward to thank him, "Disciple, thank you Peak Master Shui!" The next moment, the leader of Golden Peak, Dugu Xin, asked, "Then you and Mu Ge are willing to join me at Golden Peak and become my direct disciples, Dugu Xin?" Mu Ge quickly stepped forward, and then said in unison with Tang Mengtong, "Disciple, thank you, Master Jinfeng!" Immediately afterwards, Dugu Xin and Chi Yu looked at each other and spoke one after another. "Lu Ziheng, the purity of your metallic spiritual energy is 80%. Are you willing to be my direct disciple?" "Shen Ke, the purity of your water attribute spiritual power is 80%. Are you willing to be my direct disciple?" As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention finally turned to the outer disciples. At this moment, the outer disciples finally found their own sense of existence. They once thought that they were the foils of the new disciples! Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke felt excited, but the expressions on their faces quickly recovered, and they quickly stepped forward to thank them. "Disciple, thank you, Lord Jinfeng!" "Disciple thanks Peak Master Shui!" Next, several more outer disciples worshiped among the peaks of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Ke Duzhong raised his eyes and looked at Bai Hanchen, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you look down on this disciple Nie Yingluo?" Hearing this, Bai Hanchen immediately glared, "Who said I can't stand it?" "Then you still won't open your mouth? Didn't you notice that Long Yan couldn't wait any longer?" Ke Duzhong gestured to Bai Hanchen to look at the First Weapon Immortal. Bai Hanchen glanced at Long Yan and smiled helplessly, "He can actually speak now." "But they acquiesced in the order of spiritual attributes." Ke Duzhong said helplessly. "Okay, I don't want to offend the number one weapon immortal in the immortal world. Maybe I will ask him to refine weapons in the future." After saying that, Bai Hanchen raised his eyes and looked at Nie Yingluo, "Nie Yingluo, are you willing to join my sect? I am the only person in the Xuantian Immortal Sect with dark attributes, and there is currently no disciple in my sect." Hearing this, Nie Yingluo felt a little excited and quickly stepped forward to thank her, "Disciple, thank you, deputy sect leader!" Si Jue glanced at Kong Yu next door and said, "Kong Yu, although I don't want to admit it, your luck has been really good recently. Now that Nie Yingluo has joined the deputy sect, you don't have to worry about her training resources!" Kong Yu gently stroked his chin, raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if she doesn't become the deputy sect master's disciple, I can still provide her with generous training resources." At this time, Si Jue suddenly remembered that Kong Yu's cultivation resources were among the best in the Xuantian Immortal Sect. This was also because his gambling luck had always been very good. As for the specific number, no one actually knows, because Kongyu will bring surprises to people from time to time. "Huh, that's great. This way it won't bury their talents. After all, our sect also has many elders with fire attribute spiritual power. If you can't support them, you can let them choose a master again." Kong Yu smiled slightly, and then began to think about finding time to win more training resources. He had recruited so many talented disciples at once, so he naturally had to be worthy of their choice. At the same time, the first Weapon Immortal Dragon Flame stood up directly from his seat. He looked at Mu Ge and said with a kind smile, "Mu Ge, I am the No. 1 Weapon Immortal in the Immortal World and the Master of the Weapon Peak. Are you willing to join my sect? Of course, he is also a direct disciple." "Yes, my disciple is willing!" Mu Ge replied excitedly. When he came back to his senses, his face turned red and he quickly stepped forward to thank you, "Disciple, I thank you, Immortal Lord Longyan!" "Okay, okay!" Long Yan was also very happy. He could see that Mu Ge wanted to come to his Qi Peak the most, otherwise he wouldn't be so excited. However, he also understands that in the world of cultivation, there are many cultivators with fire and metal spiritual powers, but there are not many weapon refiners. Mu Ge successfully became the disciple of the First Weapon Immortal, making many of the Weapon Refiner disciples present envious. They looked at Long Yan expectantly, but unfortunately Long Yan had already slowly sat down, which meant that he had no interest in the weapon refiner among the outer disciples. The weapon-refining master disciples felt a little disappointed, but they felt somewhat comforted by the thought that the weapon-refining masters among the inner disciples might not fall in the eyes of Long Yan, but they still couldn't help but look at Mu Ge, their eyes full of envy. . However, other elders of Qi Peak also recruited several qualified weapon refiners, which made the outer disciples very excited. In fact, compared to joining peaks with major spiritual attributes, they all feel that it is better to join peaks with major professions, but it also depends on whether the professions they are good at can catch the eyes of big shots. After Qi Peak finished recruiting disciples, Immortal Lord Gui Yi's eyes fell on Tang Mengtong, "Tang Mengtong, I am Gui Yi, the master of Poison Peak, are you willing to be my personal disciple?" Although Tang Yun had already told Tang Mengtong about this in private, Tang Mengtong still looked excited when he heard the words of Gui Xianjun with his own ears. "Disciple, thank you and return to Immortal Lord Yixian!" In addition, other elders of Poison Peak have also recruited several outer disciples who are good at poison skills. Qingwu, the first Talisman Immortal, also raised his eyes to look at Ning Xiangmo, "Ning Xiangmo, are you willing to join Talisman Peak and become my personal disciple?" Ning Xiangmo had a look of excitement on his face, "Yes, I am willing, I am willing. I would like to thank Immortal Lord Qingwu." Other elders of Fu Feng also recruited several talented outer disciples. The master of Beast Peak, Yao Shunhua, hesitated for a moment, then said to Han Xize, "Han Xize, are you willing to join me, Beast Peak? As for whether you can become my personal disciple, or the personal disciple of other Beast Peak elders, it depends on your future performance." As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised, because Yao Shunhua was the first big man who did not recruit disciples in the name of his direct disciples. I wonder if Han Xize will refuse? Naturally, Han Xize would not refuse, because this was a very good opportunity to practice. He hurriedly stepped forward to thank you, "Disciple, I thank the Master of Beast Peak." In response, Yao Shunhua nodded with satisfaction, his character was very good. Next, Beast Peak, Dan Peak, Yao Peak, Jianfeng, Le Feng, Wu Peak, Formation Peak and Ti Peak all recruited talented outer disciples, but the number was not large. For a moment, those who had become inner sect disciples were excited, while the disciples who had not jumped into the dragon sect began to prepare for the next outer sect competition. At the same time, this conference to recruit disciples also ushered in the highlight. Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Feiran, and they all speculated on which big shot Ye Feiran would become. "Ye Feiran has all attributes. I think she will at least become a disciple of the nine attributes. As for whether the three Supreme Elders will accept her as their disciple, I really don't know." "I heard that she is a master-level divine musician. I think she will definitely become a disciple of the No. 1 Music Immortal Rong Yue." "I heard that she is a seventh-grade alchemist. I think she may also become a disciple of the number one alchemist Wenxi!" "I also heard that she is a very powerful sword cultivator. I wonder if Wang Zezhi, the number one swordsman, will accept her as his disciple?" The disciples started a heated discussion, and the big shots on the high platform were also ready to make a move. Suddenly, the sect leader Ke Duzhong stood up from his seat and said loudly, "Disciples, you cannot become inner sect disciples this time. This sect leader hopes that you can all pass the outer sect competition and become inner sect disciples." He paused for a moment and then continued, "Congratulations to all the disciples who are satisfied with the reception. Let's disperse!" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked confused. Broken up? Then Ye Feiran stopped becoming a 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. ,,. ,.
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