Xuan Huan: Please, Be A Sect Leader

"Okay, now that we are all here, let me tell you, the sect leader, there are a total of 128 disciples selected this time!"

"Except for the personal disciples chosen by the major elders, the rest are generally assigned to Zizhu Peak."

"The other half is divided equally among the remaining seven peaks."

Sect leader Ling Jiutian glanced down and said slightly.

"We obey!"

The eighth elder said with his hands raised.

"One more thing!"

Ling Jiutian said: "Ye Changfeng, although you are the eighth elder of Taixu Sword Sect and the peak master of Zizhu Peak, if you fail to meet the standards of Zizhu Peak in the sect's assessment in three months, you will have to abdicate your position as elder and give way to others. "

After all, the Eighth Peak consumes Taixu Sword Sect’s resources.

For example, the Spirit Vein at the foot of Zizhu Peak Mountain.

The elixirs and spiritual stones that disciples practice every month.

If these resources are wasted and given to a little baby to play with, this is naturally impossible.

Therefore, everyone came up with this condition.

It takes three months to teach qualified disciples, which is actually in line with the sect's regulations.

There is no deliberate attempt to embarrass Ye Changfeng.

"Okay, I agree!"

Ye Changfeng agreed without thinking.

This made the seven elders a little confused.

This little doll actually agreed?

Okay, then wait half a year and remove him from his position as elder in order to avenge him that day.

"Elders, we agreed in advance that I will be the first to choose the direct disciples this time!"

Ye Changfeng glanced at a few people and said.

"Okay, you choose first, but I tell you, don't make mistakes!"

The great elder was very unhappy.

But there is no other way. Who gives them the leverage?

Although the small notebook is blank.

But this guy didn't say those things out of thin air.

"Hmph, Ye Changfeng, even if you choose first, you can only choose one."

Several elders on the side quickly reminded.

"Don't worry, I only choose one!"

For system tasks, one disciple is enough.

As long as he trains this disciple to surpass the disciples of other mountains, will he still worry that he will not be able to recruit good disciples in the future?

"Okay, you all go and try to cultivate more strong men for our Taixu Sword Sect!"

Finally, the leader of Taixu Sword Sect waved his hand.

In an instant, seven figures stepped on the sword.

Head directly towards the square where disciples are recruited.

"Hey, give me a ride!"

Ye Changfeng waved and shouted, but those people slipped away very quickly.

"Depend on!"

There is no other way, Ye Changfeng can only run forward.

Who knows that he still only has the cultivation level of the first acquaintance realm?

I can’t even fly even if I want to.

…

Above Shanmen Square.

The seven elders have already arrived.

However, a long time has passed, but it has been a long time since he started selecting his direct disciples.

"What's going on? Why don't the elders start?"

"Is it possible that we don't fall into their eyes?"

Some disciples whispered.

These people.

They were all selected from thousands of people after layers of screening.

But now, half an hour has passed.

The elders sat on their chairs without saying a word.

"Elders, when does it start?"

asked a deacon nearby.

"We haven't all arrived yet, why should we start?"

The great elder said somewhat unhappily.

"Well……"

The deacon was stunned for a moment and then understood.

The original Taixu Sword Sect only had seven elders.

But just a few days ago, an eighth elder was added.

Presumably he hasn't come yet.

As for the disciples, their hearts tightened as they listened.

"He's not talking about the eight-year-old elder, is he?"

"It's possible!"

"That's it. You're an eight-year-old elder. His cultivation level is not as high as ours. How can you accept a disciple?"

"If this is assigned to the Eighth Elder's sect, we might as well just leave!"

"Bullshit, we finally entered the Taixu Sword Sect. Even if we become a handyman, I won't leave!"

Everyone whispered.

Soon, a figure quickly ran towards the square.

"Look, he's really an eight-year-old kid!"

"Damn it, is this really the elder of Taixu Sword Sect?"

Those people were all confused.

At eight years old, you can imagine how immature he is.

As for them, they are at least sixteen years old.

If you worship an eight-year-old baby, it will make people laugh even if you say it.

"Sorry everyone, it's too long to go down the mountain!"

Ye Changfeng smiled lightly.

"Elder Ye, since you are here, let's get started!"

The great elder stood up and said.

"Okay, then this elder will do his part!"

The words fell.

Ye Changfeng walked directly towards the hundreds of people.

"No way, let this eight-year-old baby pick first?"

Everyone looked confused.

If he is selected, then he will get a hammer.

However, Ye Changfeng naturally did not care about what these people thought.

Instead, a system scan was started.

"Ding - I found three disciples with qualifications above 600, including one disciple from 688, one from 723, and one from 888."

Ye Changfeng looked towards the crowd.

The disciples identified by the system have their respective qualification values ​​flashing above their heads.

Of course.

The system value is 600 as passing grade and 999 as the limit.

So only the range 600 to 999 will be identified.

immediately.

Ye Changfeng walked towards the disciple with qualification 888.

He smiled and said, "Sister, would you like to be my disciple?"