Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples - Chapter 46

When Bai Yunzhou reached the Hehuan Sect, he attracted almost everyone’s attention. Although the young talents of the Penglai faction are intriguing, everyone pays more attention to Baihe Feiyu who finally landed.

Among the many lines of sight, the curtain in front of Fei Yu swayed to the side without wind, and a slender figure appeared from it.

Xuan Wei Xianjun’s clothes are white and not stained with dust. His long hair is **** by a silver crown and his star eyebrows are raised. (Thin bao) lips are slightly reddish, elegant and distant, and there is a cold and lonely atmosphere around him, a little bit A hint of sharpness in the sword repair for thousands of years.

This is very consistent with his reputation outside. Many people hold their breath and do not dare to disturb. Especially some female disciples have almost irresistibly generated some admiration and admiration.

In the realm of truth, there are four schools of Taoism authentic, headed by Penglai, and the rest are the Yingzhou School, which is good at Dan Fufaxiu, the medicine Wanggu who is a drug and a drug, and the Guanghan Palace, which is almost all female disciples. The largest among the neutral schools is the Hehuan Sect, and the remaining small schools are endless.

In the “Centenary List of Cultivators” in the realm world, the tenth ** are the characters cultivated by the Dazongmen, but the above are all the righteous disciples. .

The female disciples of the Hehuan Sect have always been hot and straightforward. A beautiful (yan yan) female practitioner with a red sword and a sword saw her heart buoyantly, and immediately asked: “Xuan Wei Xianjun has not had a double borrowed and repaired buddhist. Zunzuo’s vision is too high, or is there any other reason? ”

The companion on the side shoved her and laughed: “Did you never hear that rumor? … Even if it’s just a rumor, but don’t talk about the seat, you might not even be suitable for his disciples.”

The woman in red was quite dissatisfied and was about to refute it. When she saw a man with black blood eyes walked to Jiang Yinghe, he whispered something. The lines were deep and handsome, and the blood eyes were lonely. He was so handsome. in.

The disciples of Hehuan discouraged, and the refutation in their mouths stopped abruptly. Then they saw a gray-haired young man gather together, and there was an unstoppable feeling in the corners of his eyebrows, and his handsome appearance was matched (hoogou ) The evil spirit at the corner of the lips is capitalized “excluded”.

She was completely speechless and muttered: “… brother I can!”

The companions on the side laughed at her and disdain: “You haven’t seen anything in the world at a glance. Although Li Huanhan and Qin Jun ranked second and fifth on the heroes list, they were on the list of lovers in the real world. But … lying trough! ”

Her words stopped abruptly, and saw a face that had never been seen next to Jiang Yinghe, only about 16 or 7 years old. She was still a teenager, but her eyebrows and eyes were red, her lips were red and white, and half of her forehead was exposed. The Spirit Seal, so far away, all reveals a compelling breath.

Just as she said, “Tuo” (tuo), the teenager with a half-face mask turned his head and seemed to glance over here.

What a beautiful fairy! (Kill sha) I only need (gougou) (gougou), why should Qingqing make a knife!

Is this … is Jiang Xianjun’s apprentice? Is Xuanwei Xianjun looking at the face and accepting the disciples? ! There was a lot of question marks in the mind of Sister Hehuan Zong, but she still leaned on Sister Red Dress, very stubborn (qiang qiang): “Sister can, sister can!”

Not only did these two female practitioners think so, many disciples of the Hehuan Sect had a strange feeling of “seeing the world”. While worrying about the masters of others and the brothers of others, they were so beautiful, thinking about the sword for a while. Can I have a contact method at the conference, these people, no matter which one is turned to the Zongmen, is a great thing!

The female practitioners watched from afar, and they were still (killing sha) with great damage. The Hehuan sect protector who came to lead the way was simply a frontal beauty crit.

He Huanzong ’s surname He was a Taoist who was born in his infancy. At the moment, he just led the way with Jiang Yinghe, and he was stared at with three eyes. After a very dangerous consideration, the three men moved away. Looking away, he didn’t look at him again.

He Hufa was relieved in his heart, and the cold sweat behind him came out. Suddenly, Jiang Xianjun looked cold, but it was the gentlest one.

“We will wait for a long time on behalf of the instructor.” He Hufa said, “Please come with me.”

Jiang Yinghe bowed his head and said: “There are good friends.”

“How can we talk for the sake of respecting the seat?”

With He Hufa entering the Hehuan Sect, he suddenly remembered the fact that Fang Qin Jun was escorting Bai Yunzhou. He turned his head and asked, “Is there any injury to the blocking of the Feng race?”

Long night beside him reached out and pressed the mask, and the corner of the lips under the mask sneered a little: How many birds can hurt him? Even if it was just before the hand, Qin Jun would definitely not show a flaw.

Qin Jun has been a little emotional since just now. He has always had the scene of smashing the dragon ball in the night, (killing sha) reappearing again and again, accompanied by a little unknowing and why he is so annoyed .

How can Jiang Yinghe give his gifts to others at will? Even if it is not expensive, even if the master is thrown away and destroyed at will, it cannot be given to another person …

Just when Qin Jun was jealous, he was hearing his question. He was a little late, only to say: “Yes.”

This time, not only the long night, even Li Huanhan paid attention.

Jiang Yinghe slowed down and frowned gently: “If you want me to ask, why don’t you know what to say?”

Jun’er is in the late Yuanying period, and those heterogeneous phoenixes are also in the Yuanying period. Jiang Yinghe felt that he was negligent, and was about to see what injuries the apprentice had suffered. Qin Jun clasped his fingers, then turned over and (exposed) his wrist.

On the inside of Qin Jun’s thin arm, a long and deep blood stain appeared, but no blood gas was emitted.

Jiang Yinghe knew that his body and soul were very fragile and could not be injured, but this injury was very clear. I am afraid that it would take a long time for Qin Jun to heal himself.

He didn’t care about being caught by the other person’s finger, but he used to repair his body first.

On the side, Li Huanhan’s **** eyes darkened, staring at Qin Jun’s hand holding Jiang Yinghe, feeling that the magic swords he had collected in the blood had started to be agitated.

The claws of evil spirits should be cut off.

Only at this time will Long Ye’s mind coincide with him.

Jiang Yinghe’s fingers are very beautiful, like a cold cream. The skin is soft and radiant. When the palm of the hand is covered with Qin Jun’s injured arm, there is a contrast of ice and snow.

“How much weight did you learn from the Star Fighting Sword Technique you taught before?” Jiang Yinghe asked “homework” by the way.

Qin Jun’s iron gray (color) eyes have been staring at him: “Respect Master, has completed the practice.”

“It’s too fast.” Jiang Yinghe frowned, fearing he would be self-reliant. “Go back and practice to show me.”

The emotion and annoyance in Qin Jun’s heart vanished, and his gaze was always on Master’s long eyelashes, and he smelled the fragrance that oozes out of his soul.

He couldn’t help but moved closer, and replied: “Yes. Wait back …”

Qin Jun’s voice is not so low, but there is a subtle texture similar to frosted, and the sound is ringing in the ear with a warm breath.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t feel much, but Li Huanhan beside him was really intolerable. He extended his hand and brought Master Zun from the direction of Qin Jun, interrupting the conversation between the two.

“Master,” Li Huanhan gestured ahead. “It’s Hehuan Palace.”

Jiang Yinghe did n’t have such sensitive tentacles. He did n’t feel any hidden conflicts between apprentices. Instead, he turned around logically and looked at the main hall of the palace gate of Hehuan Palace. The man waited here and smiled slightly.

“Waiting for a long time.” Tong Gui Yugong said, “It’s really hard to let you come.”

Jiang Yinghe glanced at the Hunyuan Immortal King who is also a hole in the virtual realm, and said, “It’s not difficult, but you don’t have to send any other doubles. The cultivation method, the furnace cult of yin and yang, and the Hehuan Sect are common things. , My Penglai people, do n’t touch it. ”

Tong Guiyu asked him to expose the shortcomings of hundreds of years ago, and he smiled helplessly: “Why do you remember?”

Jiang Yinghe thought of something that was born hundreds of years ago (fa), and glanced blankly at him: “My apprentices are all good children, but where there is a defect in the body, this technique can not even hesitate, they are still old Little, if you do something you should n’t do, Hugh blames me for revenge. ”

Tong Guiyu is best known for his magical skills and the magic of the Hehuan Sect. He was very playful when he was young and often teased fellow initiates. Many people have played his way. When Jiang Yinghe was not famous in the past, he met him when he traveled around. In order to break through his illusions, he almost made the Hunyuan fairy king inhumane.

Tong Guiyu dare to let him take revenge. He glanced at him and looked at the apprentice beside him. He couldn’t help but slander: “It’s still young, but it’s just looking at the special fierce. How did he raise it? How can a white crane raise a group of beasts?

He didn’t say this in person, but took Jiang Yinghe to the table, and by the way, he carefully observed his famous disciples in recent years.

Needless to say, Li Huanhan, **** eyes in black, his face cold as ice, his face ruthless. Qin Jun didn’t need to say much. He was better when he was beside Jiang Yinghe, but he still had a cold breath.

Tong Guiyu ’s gaze shifted to the youngest child, with skin (color) like jade, and handsome beauty (yan yan), and finally a little docile … he just had such an idea in his mind. Seeing Long Ye turned his eyes, he looked at him with a smile-

Like a whole plant with poisonous flowers, under the most harmless and beautiful (yan) appearance, it is full of morbid lethal feeling.

Tong Guiyu observed half of it, making this scalp explode, and just wanted to remind Jiang Yinghe that he saw this piranha close to Jiang Yinghe’s side, and his master (touch Mo) (touch Mo) Hair, obediently like a kitten.

Tong Guiyu 😕 ? ?

… what are these things!

The following person is the arrogant son of the heavens left after numerous waves of sand. The brother-in-law on the side heard very satisfied and whispered: “Xuan Wei, why not this?”

Hearing this, Jiang Yinghe glanced gently at the audience and did not agree.

The respectful young man who had respected himself before seeing him said nothing, suddenly lost his original self-confidence, his face (color) changed and changed, but in the end he dared not say anything, and he frustrated and resigned. The other candidates behind him, however, were eager to try.

It ’s not that he does n’t want to accept students, but that the qualifications of this person are not up to the standard-this standard is not Jiang Yinghe ’s standard, but is determined by the “Ajiang Master System” that he passed through with him a thousand years ago. . He wants to go home, there are only two ways to go, one is to achieve the conditions of the “Ajiang Master System”, to teach three talented (yan) disciples who are well-known in the world, and the other is the illusory union Soaring.

Originally, he thought that the first method would be easier, but after a thousand years, he was about to forget the appearance of the earth, Xiu Xian all repaired a group of fellow students, the “Master System” still reminded him immobilized: insufficient qualifications, please do not Income.

The head of Penglai looked helplessly at the disappointed and discouraged face of the talented disciple. He looked at Jiang Shidi’s cold, frosty profile and sighed, “Next.”

Another young talent stood confidently under the high platform, talking about how much time he spent building the foundation and how much time to break through the soul period … But Jiang Yinghe’s expression on the stage remained unchanged, and he slowly drank tea. .

The tea soup, Cuiliang, is enshi jade (dew) irrigated by Lingquan and tastes a kind of sweetness. Jiang Yinghe took a sip slowly, then raised his eyes and fell on the other party.

[Slightly superior, does not meet the entry requirements]

The sentence displayed by the system is marked, so he does not need to investigate it personally. The requirements of the “Ajiang Master System” are unexpectedly high. For a thousand years, he has not seen the seeds of cultivation of immortals who can enter the vision of this system. .

Jiang Yinghe put down the teacup, and the celadon gently tapped on the case, making a slightly heavy noise. He looked away, and no longer gave extra sight, said lightly: “Insufficient qualifications.”

The young man who has been bathed in the praise of “genius” at the first glance said that at first glance, he looked at him in disbelief and stunnedly, but he could only retreat reluctantly, his eyes still closely following Xuan Wei Xianjun.

Everyone knows that he hasn’t accepted his disciples for many years. Naturally, he also knows that to enter his door, it is estimated that the threshold will be very high. But the genius recognized by the two successive worlds was ruthlessly rejected, and the people who initially hid and laughed began to panic.

As expected, the next few disciples with outstanding qualifications did not take this step. When they retired from the stage, Jiang Yinghe had not even finished the tea at his hand.

He clung to the wall with one hand, and his eyes fell on the foam floating inside, and he had no hope for this selection.

Brother Jiang Yinghe’s head brother still had a glimmer of expectation. He approached and reminded him: “Senior Brother Jiang, this child is the best in this group. His mother is a real person from the Moon at Guanghan Palace.”

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and shifted his eyes from the green and chilly tea. When he saw a young boy in white salute to him, his eyes were filled with extreme self-confidence, and he seemed to be more inevitable than the previous children.

“Xuan Wei Xianjun, my name is Cheng Zihan. It took only 27 years to successfully build the foundation. Now the bone age is less than 40 years old, and has broken through the middle of the foundation. The heart of Xiangdao is firm. Please accept me as a disciple! ”

There was a cry of exclamation and a lot of discussion from the audience.

“Twenty-seven years? So fast?”

“You don’t even know him? His mother-in-law is a real person from the moon. There is a saying how to say, one hundred years out of the cold!”

“Awesome, you must be able to visit the fairy king’s gate this time?”

The sound of the discussion under the audience was very low, but with Jiang Yinghe’s cultivation, he could still hear clearly. He glanced at the other party, and when he saw the stereotyped “inadequate qualifications” on the other party, he was about to say no.

But at this moment, his “Ajiang Master System”, which had always been as stable as an old dog, suddenly rang, and a noisy sound with a bit of ears constantly rang, and the water in the porcelain cup of Jiang Yinghe’s palm was a bit noisy. Shake slightly.

[Discover the target! The evaluation qualification is that the talent is absolutely (Yan Yan). 】

Jiang Yinghe’s eyes glanced over, silent for a moment, and put down the teacup to get up.

When he was sitting still, he was energetic enough. At the moment, he stood up. When he walked down the platform, everyone’s eyes were attracted to him, and countless people who looked forward to it all followed.

The Penglai School recruits introductory disciples every ten years. This is the first time Xuanwei Xianjun has stepped down from the throne for a disciple in a thousand years. This is a unique honor for the junior monks of the real world.

The jealous eyes of everyone were then put on Cheng Zihan’s body, and he wished he was standing there now.

The snow-white kimono on Jiang Yinghe’s body fluttered with the breeze, and also brushed the ends of his long black hair, and the breeze lingered around his hair.

Cold fragrance floating.

Cheng Zihan’s heart thumped, and there was a feeling of fullness about to burst. The person in front of him is the only princess of the Penglai school today, and the man who has been thinking about dreams for thousands of years. It is his young Qimeng and his predecessor who has always guided him to move forward. Spiritual pillar.

Xuan Wei Xianjun, Jiang Yinghe. He put the name on his heart and tasted it, waiting for the other person to say a word of agreement. An extreme pride flowed from Cheng Zihan’s spine, wrapped in a huge sense of satisfaction-they could not enter the eyes of the fairy king. , Only I can.

Jiang Yinghe stopped in front of him, and the eyes of Han Ruoxing stared at the past, with a light tone: “Insufficient qualifications, retreat.”