Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

On the first day of September, it is the 12-year Ascension Ceremony, and it is also the busiest day on Yangshuo Peak.

These students went from ordinary mortals to the next door to learn the principles of writing, then from the learning of words to the middle door to practice Taoism, and then from the practice of Taoism to the door to learn swordsmanship, alchemy, runes, spells, and formations to determine their own development. After the direction, go to the inner peak you like and officially become a Kun-Lai disciple.

And on the same day, the major branches of Neifeng will also choose new disciples, making two-way choices and maximizing the use of talents.

The sun has not yet risen, the white-robed, heroic students walked up to the summit school field on foot to show their respect.

And above the clouds, there is also a group of monks looking at them from a distance.

"It's only today that they are so quiet and peaceful," the deacon with sparse hair and serious face sneered. "Hey, on weekdays, which one is not jumping up and down, climbing and walking on the wall."

The young instructor next to him smiled and said, "Who wasn't like that back then? Didn't you also like to turn the window and not walk through the front door, Brother Yan?"

"If you want me to say, you should remove the cloud protection net under the mountain," a stern woman in Huaguan Qingyi said coldly, "If they didn't know that they would not die from falling off a cliff, how could they be so arrogant."

"Sister Sister, how much blood debt do you have to add to your hand?" The young instructor smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You don’t want to find a few of the students in your hands any year. There is a cloud protection net under the cloud cliff, and they jumped into the Jiuqu River. That's really no way."

"The Dao heart is not strong, and joining the faction is a waste." The woman relentlessly said.

"Okay, okay," the woman next to him comforted him, "this time I saw a lot of good seedlings, Sister Sister, do you want to be directly elected, don't give it to me."

They all have places directly recommended to Neifeng, and they all have relatives and friends, and occasionally they will bring one.

"Direct elections are not as good as general elections. If you have a good nephew, why bother to go further?" the stern woman asked with a frown.

Direct election is actually the same as going through the back door. Although it will be a little convenient, the inner peak branches will not choose the disciples recommended by direct election. Usually they can only be selected and left to do some chores. It is better to go outside. After the three, you can train more and get a place in the general election. If you do something like this, you will have a better future.

"I asked for Fairy Mingyu. She wants all the places for direct elections this time." Another woman whispered, "Although the head of the house has been closed for many years and ignored her, Fairy Mingyu is his daughter. We don’t have to save her face either."

"Fine, you just take it." The stern woman took out a white jade clasp and handed it to her.

The woman went to the side to explain one by one that she had obtained other people's places, and then took advantage of the time when the school was not there, and sent them to Fairy Mingyu.

The young instructor looked at the background she was leaving, frowned slightly, and said, "Fairy Mingyu brought back a young man before. He wanted to be sent to the inner door, but was rejected by the law enforcement elder. Would you like to come or not give up?"

"Those who enter the Inner Peak without three gates will not be included in the jade disc. This is the rule set by the head, even my nephews and nephews are no exceptions. What's more, she only recommends it?" The middle-aged man with sparse hair looked relaxed. You have to know that there are totally two worlds inside and outside of the establishment. "The magic weapon of resources is forgotten. If there is no net, it is too weak in the practice of the method."

Besides, the three gates are a solid foundation. The place to exchange contacts can be said to be a screen for entering the inner peak. If you do not enter the inner peak, you will not be allowed to access the network. Exchange and study, task assignment, and settlement results are all at a disadvantage.

"But she let the boy come directly to the Ascension Ceremony." The stern woman frowned in disgust. "The boy is just a slave and has no cultivation skills. How can he come here directly?"

It's not that she looks down on the identity of the other party. There are countless monks from poor and low births, but they come to the ceremony without cultivation, but they are only jokes. If there is cultivation, it is even more ridiculous. Those who practice art have always been a great taboo of cultivation and will not be censored. The background is absolutely not allowed to enter the mountain gate, otherwise if he sends a spy, there will be endless troubles.

"Okay, okay, the chief Neifeng is here, let's greet it." The young instructor took the initiative to end this unhappy topic.

After all, Fairy Mingyu has been cultivating immortals for many years, and they don't know about any accidents. They don't have to have **** with her. After all, the head is her father, and besides... he thought of the people he had seen with the student Feng Qingxiu before, and quietly wiped his sweat.

Maybe the head is nearby. The heavenly sovereign can listen to nine days and see ten places. In case it makes him unhappy, their small bodies, let alone the head of the head is too strong to cross the emperor sword, just fight. Snapping their fingers is enough for them to be crushed.

At that time, my performance should be okay. The leader let himself see him, just to let him know a little bit, don’t get to the bottom, otherwise he doesn’t think he can see the leader with this golden core cultivation base, and the wind boy is really gone. It's a big luck, and it's actually in the eyes of the head.

Maybe it was the first big brother in Kun-Lai martial arts for hundreds of years.

People really can't compare with people.

In fact, I'm pretty good as the head, you also look at me...

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On the top of the mountain, the ascension ceremony began.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, dozens of fairy mountains drifted slowly. Above the fairy mountains, there were clouds and soul birds hovering, and countless immortal dwellings were hidden among the layers of forest. They seemed to be slow, but they were approaching quickly, surrounding the peaks with the momentum of the arched moon.

The gates of each peak are different. There is Wenjian Peak with long sword as the gate, Changsheng Peak with Danding as the mountain, Shennong Peak with immortal grass as the emblem, Taiyi Peak with runes as the basis...all at the foot of each peak. The huge circular array is visible at a glance 10,000 meters away.

On Yangshuo Peak, a man climbed down from the sky and fell above all beings.

When he arrived, not only the students, but the wind on the top of the mountain quieted down.

He looks very young and handsome, but a person who cultivates immortality and looks young can only mean that he has attained the Dao earlier and has a stronger potential.

He is dressed in a mysterious robe with three silver patterns on his cuffs, showing that he is the highest-ranking elder.

Law-enforcement elder Yan Zhao, the second person under the head, is in charge of Kun-Lai's punishment. He exists in the school like a needle of Dinghai. With him, no matter which mountain or peak, he is in accordance with the law and regulations. He dare not make trouble. He doesn't need it. Saying anything to express his attitude is his own attitude.

Glancing indifferently at the students who were either excited or fearful, the great elder didn't have any words of encouragement, but just said lightly to the tutors around him: "Let's get started."

The young instructor nodded, reaching out and knocking in the air.

"Boom!" The huge bell rang out of thin air, and the bell sounded almost throughout Kun-Lai, without any delay, no matter where or where, it was the same huge, the same deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

With permission, the surrounding fairy mountains handed out countless runes from the gates to form a fairy bridge. The rainbow is generally placed on the bluestone steps of Yangshuo Peak, driving from the middle of the sky, like a huge silk The chrysanthemum is in full bloom.

Then, the students rushed to the fairy bridge in a dense crowd like ants.

Twelve years, those who are qualified have long been enough for them to choose the immortal Dao they like. Those who are not qualified, or those who are very mediocre, choose the immortal Dao that is the easiest to go to or the easiest to show off.

Therefore, the people who go the most are Sword Dao and Alchemy Dao, followed by the Animal Medicine Sect, and the Five Elements once again. As always, the rune formation is the least.

The fairy bridge is very long, and with the time of the test and evaluation, a student can go to the fairy bridge three times a day at most. If he is not selected by Neifeng three times, even if he loses the election, he can only obey the arrangement and adjustment. The troublesome errands that the Neifeng monks don’t like very much .

Feng Qingxiu walked towards the fairy bridge in the rune line without urgency. This path is easy to learn but difficult to master, so there are not many people.

Just as soon as he stepped onto the fairy bridge, a 17 or 18-year-old boy who was about the same age as him, blocked the way in front of him.

"Excuse me," Feng Qingxiu said politely, "Challenge please change."

As the chief, he has been blocked many times, but this time the person...Looking at the other's fierce and sinister eyes, he frowned slightly, not remembering who he had had a deep hatred with.

"Feng Qingxiu?" the young yin bird asked in a low voice.

"It's me, are you?" Feng Qingxiu thought about it suddenly, but her cousin never said the person's name, "that who..."

"Of course, Master Feng can't remember the name of the little servant," the young man showed a cruel smile, his right hand suddenly poked out, "but you remember, the one who killed you is called Ye Han!"

Feng Qingxiu had been prepared for a long time, and instinctively raised her hand and pointed it into a sword, the sword silk was like a chrysanthemum, suddenly blooming.

However, almost at the same time, purple light flashed in the boy's eyes.

A strange power followed the moment when his eyes met, spreading to his eyes, his brain seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and there was a sudden pain.

The young man's right hand had already penetrated his dantian.

It stands to reason that he is a monk in the foundation building period, and the opponent can't hurt him, but he has a weird power in his hand, breaking the body guard, which is too unexpected.

But Feng Qingxiu's sword qi had already caught the opponent's neck, and as long as he passed the true qi, he could cut off the blood vessels visible to the naked eye.

However, he didn't pass it up in the end, but spit out abruptly and shook the opponent far away.

"You..." Feng Qingxiu tried her best to restrain the true energy rushing from her dantian, tapping acupuncture points to stop the blood, and there was unstoppable astonishment in her eyes, "Innate supernatural powers?"

There are no wonders in the continent of Gods. People are always different from people. Those who are gifted with supernatural powers are the most. They are born with powerful spirits, and they can break through physical limitations and obtain supernatural powers without cultivating any Taoism. Such people are also natural. Seed of monasticism, the favorite of various sects.

"If A Luo died in my arms, I wouldn't be able to regain this supernatural power..." The young man looked at him coldly, like a poisonous snake, "But compared to her, I would rather not have this god..."

"Okay!" Feng Qingxiu interrupted him. He found that the communication between the two was not on the same channel at all. "You are very talented, I know. I'm going to ascend the mountain.

"Your dantian is dead, you still want to fight with me?" The young man raised his lips mockingly, "Let you? Alright, just crawl under my crotch."

Feng Qingxiu sighed and threw out her long sleeves. Juli crashed and knocked him off the fairy bridge.

"Do you dare to kill me—" The boy screamed and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

What an idiot, this little injury in the realm of comprehension is just a matter of putting on a plaster!