"That's not what I said. Although you are a senior brother and your cultivation level is high, it does not mean that you will teach disciples..." Another old man was very dissatisfied: "Well, you already have several disciples.
And every one of them is excellent! Why bother to compete with us now..."
"Look at what you said. It's just confusing and confusing, isn't it? No, what you said just proves that I teach my disciples well. In other words, who can give such good material to me if not me?
"
The senior brother breathed out fiercely from his nostrils: "You said that you two can't even understand a word, and you still want to teach the disciples. If you really entrust me to you two, you are supporting the two of you and misleading the disciples, or delaying them."
Such a flawless white jade, a peerless treasure, quickly put aside your dirty thoughts, this boy belongs to me, and I can only enjoy it!"
"You, you, you..." The other two old men were so angry that they said, "Who the hell are you saying to mislead your son? How dare you say that? I will fight with you!"
The three old men argued for a while and almost got into a fight.
In the main hall, the other nineteen people, including the leader, were silent collectively.
These three old men are the elders of everyone here, and they are also the only three remaining ancestors of Hanyue Tiange. Among the nineteen people present, at least seven or eight are disciples of these three people...
Who dares to fight with them?
Compete with your own master as a disciple?
If you don't get beaten to death, you'll be like a ghost...
So I can only look at my eyes, nose and heart one by one, just like clay sculptures and wood sculptures. Not only do I not dare to snatch them, but I also dare not express my opinions.
Let these three old guys grab it. Whoever gets it is the one who gets it. It's not my turn anyway.
Ye Xiao looked at these three old guys with dumbfounded eyes - who are these people? Do they know how to speak human words? They are white jade and flawless, they have dirty thoughts, and what are they that I only have for myself? What are these things?
Ah, what do you think I am?!
However, these three people should all belong to the kind of people who are at the peak of the ninth level of Daoyuan Realm and half a step beyond the sky!
It turns out that Hanyue Tiange actually has such a peerless master sitting in charge!
With such strength, let alone the current self, even the Laughing Monarch back then would have no room for luck when facing any of these three people. The real only option is to let others ravage them wantonly. At most, they can't.
It's just a chance to self-destruct.
Fortunately, these three people did not participate in the encirclement and suppression that year, otherwise their legendary road would have died early!
Lord Ye felt happy in his heart, but he also laughed at himself. He was so lucky, so what if he didn't have these three people. If he was dead, what would happen if there were more of these three people?!
Hmm... I heard before that three elders of Hanyue Tiange were severely injured by the Xuan Bing of Piaomiaoyun Palace. Could it be these three elders?
Looks like it’s them?!
Wait, with the skills of these three people, it was three against one, whether it was a wheel battle or a siege, and they were finally beaten by Xuan Bing. The result of this battle was extremely terrifying, especially when Ye Xiao saw it with his own eyes.
Witness that none of these three elders is a person with a false reputation. They are all truly masters who are extremely high. So how high does Xuan Bing, who defeated the three of them, have to be?!
Isn't it these three people?
Ye Xiao's head hurt from thinking about it, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore!
It turns out that even my previous life was only at a passable level, better than myself, or even much better. There are many people who are much better than me!
"This, that, the three uncles Rong Bing..." Yue Changtian finally summoned up the courage to speak: "This... this Ye Chongxiao has not been selected by heaven... It is difficult to say for the time being, which position he is more suitable for?
The sect’s Kung Fu; or it should be said that it is still unknown which Kung Fu among the sect is more suitable for his physique, so the candidate for his teaching master..."
Hearing this, the three old men moved in unison and shook their heads together, like three snow-white rattles shaking together: "I don't have such scruples; such aptitude and physique are suitable for any martial art. Only he is unwilling to practice it."
There is no Kung Fu that is not suitable for him!!"
The muscles on Yue Changtian's face twitched: "Even so, but...this Heavenly Selection...is the ancestral system of our sect, and this case cannot be allowed!"
The three old men were stunned when they heard this, thought for a moment, and stamped their feet angrily: "What the leader said makes sense. This ancestral system is indeed unbreakable. Okay! Then let's carry out the natural selection!"
Among them, the old man who seemed to be the youngest, who must be the third junior brother, snorted and blurted out: "However, after the natural selection, whose skill is most suitable for him will be his disciple. The other two are not allowed to entangle rudely.
."
The other two old men let out a sigh of relief from their noses and said: "I'm spitting on you, as if you are bound to win. Your Moonlight Divine Art is far less powerful than my Moon Soul Divine Art.
Still thinking about picking you up? What a dream! Don’t admit it when the time comes and deny what you just said!"
"You talk about others, but you don't talk about yourself. Your Moon Soul Divine Skill is just the same. My Hanyue Bingtian is more powerful!" The senior brother raised his head and looked proud, as if this genius disciple had already obtained it: "Remember
Ah, you are not allowed to go back on your word. As a senior brother, I would like to advise the two junior brothers, you two should take a rest."
While the verbal dispute between the three old men continued, a group of people surrounded the three old men and Ye Xiao and walked inside together.
This group of people left the main hall and walked all the way, covering a distance of no less than ten miles in one breath, before arriving at another oval-shaped main hall.
This hall is empty, except for the twelve pillars, and there is nothing else. It can be said that the view is unobstructed; but it is filled with a solemn and sacred aura, showing that this hall is by no means ordinary.
As far as the eye can see, another special feature of this hall is that there are twelve bright moons on the top of the hall.
Under everyone's instructions, Ye Xiao stood in the middle of the twelve pillars and accepted the so-called 'Chosen One'.
"No wonder the three major sects can be passed down for thousands of years. They really have their own unique mysteries..." Ye Xiao was filled with emotion as he stood over and thought to himself: "In all the sects in the world, the master chooses his disciples and then chooses what techniques to practice.
But here in the three major sects, the disciples are selected by the practice itself and adapted to the highest degree of compatibility. Such special training with extremely high focus will be a disaster if it fails to produce results."
Ye Xiao sighed in his heart, but he didn't see the stars suddenly shining in the sky and the moonlight surging.
The so-called ceremony of heaven's selection has already begun.
Everyone stared at the twelve pillars with their eyes wide open.
The twelve pillars represent the twelve sect-suppressing magical powers of Hanyue Tianzong!
Each pillar is listed with scales, from one to one hundred. As long as the moonlight shines on the person, and then reflects on the pillar, the pillar will display the scale mark; the number displayed is how consistent it is with this exercise.