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Chapter Eleven Inherited Disciples

This Leng Yu is a dead person. As the name suggests, the eye of the qi is mainly based on spiritual energy and spiritual power. No matter how others hide it, they cannot escape his eyes.

This person looks no different from ordinary Taoist cultivation, but at first glance, Yun Feng saw that the other party was covered in black air, without any spiritual power, and had no life. He was clearly a dead person.

Is this person a human or a ghost? Why did he appear in the Fantasy Sword Sect? Will it be unfavorable to the sect? Have the peak masters discovered something strange? For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Yun Feng's mind.

Feeling his gaze, Leng Yu turned his head to look at him, and suddenly sent a voice in a cold voice: "Brother, I guess you are not the same now. No matter what your purpose is, we should go our separate ways. It is better not to interfere with each other, otherwise... hehe." Then Leng Yu made a bare face at him, and thought of a dead person smiling at him, Yun Feng felt evil in his heart.

In the Wuming Ancient Cave, the Supreme Master passed on his voice transmission technique, which is just in handy now. Now it is not a good time to expose the other party. Let's appease the other party for the time being and discuss with the elder brother in the future.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Feng sent a voice to him: "Fellow Taoism, don't worry, you and I are both casual cultivators, and we must be both fellow disciples and take care of each other." Then he replied with a knowing smile.

Seeing the two of them, Taoist Sanfeng did not express his opinion, he frowned and said, "You two can think about it, which lineage to choose to practice?"

When Yun Feng was about to speak, Leng Yu said first: "I dare to ask the sect leader, everyone in the Taoist cultivation world of Qifeng Kingdom knows that the Fantasy Sword Sect has seven peaks and seven veins, so why is there only the six peaks present now?"

The Taoist Sanfeng and the masters of each peak looked at each other and said in a plain tone: "The master of Luojian Peak, Chu Ye, was unable to attend due to the incident. Could it be that the conditions of the other six peaks cannot satisfy you?"

Leng Yu said: "Disciples don't dare. I admire all the peak masters very much, but I have heard of the Chu Ye Ming of Luojian Peak for a long time. It is rumored that the Chu Peak of Huanjian Sect is the first sword master in Qifeng Kingdom. Can you join the Luojian Peak lineage?"

As Leng Yu said this, Yun Feng was shocked. This strange man had unknown origin, but he chose Luo Jian Peak, which was weaker. What was his intention? He looked at the masters of each peak without hesitation, and everyone looked in disbelief.

Taoist Sanfeng continued, "No matter how you choose, you are free, but I want to remind you that Luo Jian Peak is now the most declining lineage of my Fantasy Sword Sect. You must never regret it once you choose."

Leng Yu was very happy when he heard this and repeatedly promised not to regret it after making a choice. Everyone didn't say much when Leng Yu was determined to say anything, and their eyes were all gathered on Yun Feng.

Yun Feng said a little embarrassedly at this time: "Disciple... I also want to join Luojian Peak." "What?!" The shock of the masters of the peaks at this moment can be described as unrefined. Two casual cultivators in the quarterfinals wanted to join the unknown Luojian Peak, not to mention that Chu Ye has not even attended the ceremony, which makes everyone even more embarrassed.

Song Xueer, the leader of Luoyue Peak, coughed twice and said, "Senior brothers, since Senior Brother Sun's foundation-building pill cannot impress the two juniors, it seems that the two juniors have made up their minds. But now that Senior Brother Chu is not present, how should this plaque awarding ceremony be carried out?"

Taoist Sanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Master Chu Feng is not here, I can give the plaque for the time being. I will immediately send someone to inform Luo Jianfeng to prepare for the acceptance of the relevant disciples." After saying that, two direct disciple tokens were taken out, and the names of Chu Feng and Leng Yu were stamped on the token, and Chu Feng and Leng Yu injected a little spiritual consciousness and activated the token.

When the token was activated, a green light shot out and headed towards the back mountain of the Fantasy Sword Sect. In a secret room in the back mountain, two natal soul lamps suddenly lit up, and Chu Feng and Leng Yu were written on the lamp posts.

After the plaque awarding ceremony for the direct disciples was completed, the next one was the disciples who entered the house, with a total of more than 200 disciples who entered the house. In addition, there were also a group of casual cultivators who needed to choose each peak to practice, and one of the female casual cultivators chose Luojian Peak.

In this way, although Luo Jianfeng did not advance to the sect's grand examination, he unexpectedly gained three casual cultivators, namely Chu Feng, Leng Yu and female casual cultivator Linglong. All the promoted disciples were then arranged to rest in the rest area and wait for guidance.

There were only six peak masters left on the stage of the game. They were not just now, but their expressions were serious. Song Xueer, the leader of Luoyue Peak, said first: "What do you think of the three people who worship Luojian Peak? I believe that the few people should have noticed the strangeness of the three people, right?"

Yang Fan, the head of Luomufeng Peak, spoke, "That disciple named Chu Feng should have transformed into his appearance."

Yu Fan, the master of Sunset Peak, added: "They also hide their cultivation. Leng Yu's cultivation is not only in the Qi training stage."

"The Taoist cultivation of that female cultivator Linglong is quite strange. She should not be from my Qifeng Kingdom." Song Xueer, the lord of Luoyue Peak, added.

The head of Sanfeng looked at Luo Jianfeng from a distance and said slowly: "Chu Feng practiced the authentic Illusion Sword Art, a pure sword cultivator. His cultivation is around the third level of the Qi Training Period, and he is mostly descended from my disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect. The giant sword behind him is amazing and is definitely extraordinary. Leng Yu is not my clan, and his cultivation should be the Taoist Master Jiedan. I don't know why, but he can only exert his strength in the Foundation Establishment Period. The female cultivator Linglong has a low cultivation level and is feminine and weird Taoist techniques. He should be descendants of the Miao tribe from the southern Xinjiang generation. Although the three of them chose Luo Jian Peak together, they do not seem to know each other. They may have their own thoughts when they enter the Illusion Sword Sect."

Hearing this, the other five peak masters were full of praise. The senior brother of the sect had such a strong insight, and he must have had a countermeasure. Sure enough, Taoist Master Sanfeng looked around and continued to say: "Ordinary dark lines may not be able to take on the heavy responsibility of surveillance of several people. I plan to send Wei Wuji to the outer surveillance of Luojian Peak. As for the internal affairs of Luojian Peak, I believe that as long as he is here, these juniors will not cause any big waves."

Everyone understood it. This "he" naturally refers to Chu Ye, the leader of Luojian Peak. Although Chu Ye is now in a decadent spirit, he is the number one swordsman in Qifeng Kingdom after all, and his strength is still there and must not be underestimated. In addition, Wei Wuji is one of the top ten personal disciples of the main peak. He is extremely powerful in his hidden Taoist Technique. He should be foolproof when monitoring him.

While everyone was discussing, the communication disciple who was responsible for conveying the news had already arrived at Luojian Peak. In the Luojian Peak forging room, Liao Wushuang was working hard to forge weapons.

Luojian Peak has been extremely declining in recent years. Nowadays, Luojian Peak is only one disciple and several registered disciples. The sect has given him a pitifully few cultivation resources, so he can only create some weapons day and night to exchange for more cultivation resources in the peak.

Yun Feng, the junior brother who had the most hope of becoming a disciple in this exam, fell two years ago. He has been to the monster forest countless times in the past two years, and even Yun Feng's corpse has not been found. Although his hope is slim, he is still looking forward to good news.

So when the communication disciple came, Liao Wushuang came close at the first time, looking at the disciple with great anxiety but expectation. The communication disciple looked down on Luo Jianfeng, and looked at Liao Wushuang with a little disdain.

He said contemptuously: "All the disciples of Luojian Peak failed this sect's grand entrance examination and were not qualified to become disciples."

Although Liao Wushuang had expected such an ending, he was still a little depressed when he knew the truth. He shook his body and smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to speak, the disciple continued, "However, I still want to congratulate Senior Brother Liao. There are two contestants in the quarterfinals who are the direct disciples, and a casual cultivator is the one who joins the Luojian Peak as a disciple. In the future, the cultivation resources of Luojian Peak will be greatly improved. Please ask Senior Brother Liao to go to the trial field to quickly attract several disciples."

After hearing this news, Liao Wushuang couldn't believe it at this time. He even pinched himself secretly, and the pain that came made him sure it was not a dream.

Liao Wushuang has received too much sarcasm over the past decade. He has been living a hard and tiring life alone. Fortunately, all this finally turned around. He was full of tears and ran towards the trial field like a daydream.
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