Ji Xuanqing stopped talking and put the burning incense into the incense burner.
Then, he knelt down, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and muttered something in his mouth.
"Da da da."
At this moment, the sound of rustling and messy footsteps came from outside the hall.
The next moment, Tang Jingyue's voice sounded in the hall: "Senior Brother, this is the most outstanding group of inner disciples this year. Well, there are sixteen people in total."
"Eight men and eight women, all under the age of seventeen."
"According to Kunlun's rules, they need to be brought to meet the master, who will personally teach them the techniques of the sect."
"Girl Ling is not here, can you do this job?"
Carelessly, Tang Jingyue crossed the threshold and said with a gloating smile: "Don't even think about ordering me around. I'm going to be very busy right now. I have to go down the mountain to attend the recruitment ceremony for new disciples."
"Hey, Suning is back?"
With her beautiful eyes turning, Tang Jingyue took on the air of an elder and said, "Go and help us find out how these sixteen inner disciples are and whether they have the possibility of being promoted to direct disciples."
"Kunlun needs fresh blood with excellent talent to replenish it. The more the better."
Suning subconsciously moved his eyes and looked at the eight men and eight women under the eaves of the hall.
Those young faces stood side by side, with their hands clenched and anxious.
Obviously, they are nervous.
I was so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe.
Suning glanced at them and knew everyone's qualifications clearly.
"Third and ninth from the left."
"These two people have decent abilities and are worthy of being trained by the sect."
"If you're lucky, you can barely break through the tenth level of force, or become a mysterious spiritual master."
"The remaining fourteen people are just so-so and seem to be at the seventh or eighth level of strength."
Under the prying eyes, Suning transmitted the secret technique to Tang Jingyue in detail.
The latter said in surprise: "Only two?"
Suning rolled his eyes and said, "You asked me to help you look at it. I'm just telling the truth."
Tang Jingyue said helplessly: "The sun is really declining, and each generation is worse than the last."
"Among the nearly 10,000 inner sect disciples, it's so pitiful that we can't even pick out a handful of talented people."
"Kunlun..."
She let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "No wonder Senior Brother said that Ling Yatou is a unique genius that is rare to see in Kunlun for a hundred years. I think it is possible in a thousand years."
Suning was waiting to answer the call, but suddenly found that the red sensor wire tied to his left wrist had disappeared.
Wisps of burning, instantly turned into ashes.
"this......"
His pupils were dilated and his mind was numb with shock.
"The person Senior Wenren was looking for has appeared?"
"She, she is in Kunlun?"
Suning was in disbelief. She really couldn't believe the reminder given by the red line sensor.
Woman, beautiful woman?
He subconsciously glanced at Tang Jingyue and locked his eyes on the eight young girls under the eaves.
Yes, these eight girls are all beautiful.
Vibrant, youthful and beautiful.
Each has its own beauty, which made Suning dazzled and felt troubled.