The third thousand and forty-eighth chapter bundled sales
Just when everyone was hesitant, Hua Bingyu was the first to speak: "Okay, I agree to your request!"
For her, a sword spirit body with an eight-star talent is a priceless treasure, and she will agree to it no matter what the conditions are.
Besides, it's just a matter of accepting a disciple, so it's not that difficult.
"I, the Zhengyang Sect, are also willing."
After Hua Bingyu, Bingkun was the second to step forward.
The light in his eyes flashed, and he had his own thoughts.
Although it is a bit embarrassing to accept a waste, you can just dispose of it casually after taking it back. The most important thing is to bring this eight-star genius back to Zhengyang Sect first.
The other two major sects also understand this truth, and Zuo Junming and Sun Ziyu also stepped forward to express their willingness to accept bundled sales.
Since all four families agreed, the active choice fell into Feng Zhiwu's hands.
She turned back to look at Ye Bufan: "Ye Yixian, which one do you think we should join?"
Seeing Feng Zhiwu leaving such a big matter to a loser to make a decision, the elders of the four major sects were filled with helplessness.
But there is no way. According to the rules, the decision-making power should be in the hands of others, and they cannot intervene forcibly.
If it had been placed in a deserted place, they would have taken the person away long ago.
But it's different now. In full public view, even if they take action, the nearby sects won't agree.
Because of this, Bingkun, Zuo Junming and the others looked at Ye Bufan with eyes full of longing, and even a hint of flattery, hoping that he would choose his sect.
After all, this is an eight-star genius, and no one will be born in many years. Once he is brought back, he will definitely receive a major reward from the sect.
Ye Bufan glanced at a few people, with a playful smile on his lips, and finally his eyes fell on the Liuguang Sword Sect.
He was disliked by everyone before, but he still had a good impression of Hua Bingyu, a woman.
After all, the other party has a kind heart and speaks to comfort him.
And although she is now unable to absorb fairy spiritual energy, her piercing eyes that she has cultivated over the years are still there, and she can tell at a glance that this woman is the strongest and has the highest status in the sect.
The most important point is that Liuguang Sword Sect practices swordsmanship, which is very important to Feng Zhiwu.
Since the opponent is a sword spirit, it is natural to find a sect like this that is most suitable.
She has sacrificed so much for her, so she should think more about her.
"Then let's join the Flowing Light Sword Sect!"
As soon as he said these words, the other three sect elders were as disappointed as deflated rubber balls.
"Can."
Feng Zhiwu didn't hesitate and looked at Hua Bingyu: "We are willing to join the Flowing Light Sword Sect."
"Okay, let's go back to the sect now."
Hua Bingyu was elated and extremely happy.
Although he lost a nine-star talented disciple, he finally brought back an eight-star sword spirit. This is definitely a great joy for the sect.
Now that the ten-day deadline has expired, she had not been embarrassed to leave before because she felt it was too embarrassing to be in such a dejected state.
But now it's completely different. Bringing back such an outstanding disciple is definitely a rewarding experience.
As for Ye Bufan, just put it aside as a drag bottle. Anyway, there are tens of thousands of disciples of Liuguang Sword Sect, so there is not less than one more person.
She handed over the remaining matters to the disciple next to her, then waved her hand, and invisible strength swept up Ye Bufan and Feng Zhiwu, and the three of them flew out of the hall together.
"Snapped!"
As soon as Hua Bingyu left, Bingkun raised his hand and smashed the table in front of him into pieces.
If you want to say who is the most aggrieved person today, it must be him.
He failed to grab the nine-star talent, and then another eight-star talent came out and was taken away by the Flowing Light Sword Sect.
Whether it is nine stars or eight stars, in this Ascension Hall, there are peerless geniuses that have not been seen in thousands of years.
Now two of them appeared at once, but he didn't even touch them. To say he wasn't angry would be a lie.
Others also knew that he was getting angry and did not want to provoke him. No one said anything.
But at this moment, there was a small clicking sound in the air. Everyone looked up and saw that the psychic mirror that was shining brightly just now had cracks.
First there were one or two, then they were densely packed, and then they shattered into countless tiny pieces with a click, falling from mid-air.
"this……"
Everyone below was dumbfounded. Why did this psychic mirror suddenly break?
Sun Tzu Yu glanced at Bingkun: "I think you used too much strength. Even the precious mirror was shattered."
"Nonsense, I just smashed a table, what does it have to do with the mirror?"
Even though Bingkun had a bad temper, he quickly shied away at this moment.
You must know that Feisheng Palace belongs to the Qingwei Celestial Prince's Mansion, and this precious mirror is also a treasure of the Celestial King's Mansion.
Qingwei Immortal King is the only Immortal King in the Qingwei Heavenly Domain. Although the Zhengyang Sect is powerful, he would not dare to provoke the Immortal King's Mansion even if he had a hundred courages.
Sun Tzu Yu chuckled: "It's just a joke, why should Elder Bingkun take it seriously?
This psychic mirror is a middle-grade fairy weapon. Let alone smashing a table, even if it is smashed on it, it will remain unscathed."
While the two were talking, the steward of Feisheng Palace hurried over and took a serious look.
Zuo Junming said: "What's going on? Why did this psychic mirror suddenly break?"
The steward looked at it for a long time and saw nothing. He looked completely confused.
"Elder, I don't know either. Originally, the Weapon Refining Pavilion said that a precious mirror can last for a thousand years, but now it is broken just over eight hundred years ago. It seems that those old guys are becoming more and more unreliable.
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But don’t worry, elders, I still have spare ones here, so they won’t delay the testing of the ascended monks.”
After speaking, he flipped his wrist, took out a nine-star psychic mirror, and hung it in mid-air again.
After the steward left, Bingkun sat back down in his seat.
He raised his head and glanced at the precious mirror in mid-air, and then thought of Ye Bufan from before, and a surge of anger arose in his heart.
"That unlucky loser, the psychic mirror broke after shining on him twice. That guy must be a broom star!"
Sun Tzu Yu laughed and said: "Elder Bingkun, you are so angry. The psychic mirror is a middle-grade fairy weapon. How can it be broken when it shines on someone? This has never happened in so many years."
Ye Bufan didn't know this. At this moment, Hua Bingyu, leading him and Feng Zhiwu, stepped on a wide flying sword and moved forward quickly.
Although there are still some disciples selected by Liuguang Sword Sect this time, those people are not qualified for Hua Bingyu to bring them back personally, and they are left to other disciples in the sect to deal with.
Standing on the flying sword and feeling the flying speed of the three of them, Ye Bufan was secretly speechless.
The flying speed of this sword is almost ten times faster than Jiutian. I really don't know what kind of cultivation this woman has.
Then he looked at Feng Zhiwu again, and the other person's eyes were also looking over at this moment.
Both of them had a lot to say, but Hua Bingyu was by her side and couldn't mention a word about the Immortal King's situation, so they both endured it.
After a moment of silence, Ye Bufan said: "How can we convert true energy into immortal energy? I would like to ask my seniors for advice."
This is the issue he is most concerned about at the moment. If he cannot convert the true essence into the immortal essence, he will not be able to practice in the immortal world and will be destined to become a useless person.
