Hearing the sound, Ling Wanling suddenly looked up and saw a delicate little face full of horror.
Deacon Huang was slightly startled, and then said: "It is inevitable that there will be disputes among the juniors. They are all innocuous, innocuous matters, but the third elder is making a fuss out of a molehill? He has lost the demeanor of a sword master of the generation."
"Deacon Huang, you have misunderstood. Our third elder is a generous person who makes many friends and will never interfere in the affairs of the top ten colleges."
The waiter smiled and said: "The third elder is just good at practicing swordsmanship with others. I heard that Deacon Huang's swordsmanship is the best in Ziyang. If you have time, the third elder would like to see it."
The corners of Butler Huang's mouth twitched crazily, but his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Sword Master Yunxi is an out-and-out swordsman madman.
He once slaughtered Bang Bang's kendo in one night, causing swordsmen all over the world to change their expressions upon hearing this.
When he was young, the third elder had a loved one who died at the hands of a swordsman from the Eleventh Academy of Lingtian Continent.
In anger, the third elder rushed to the Eleventh Academy. Faced with the encirclement and suppression by tens of thousands, he burst out with powerful force and beheaded the swordsman.
That night, the Eleventh Academy suffered heavy losses and blood flowed like a river.
The dean and the elders took action together, and both the three elders suffered losses!
From then on, the third elder went to Eleven Academy to learn swordsmanship every now and then, like a god of plague.
Until the eleven colleges could no longer bear it and fell apart, leaving only the top ten colleges in Lingtian Continent!
At the foot of Futu Mountain, in front of the ghost hunting array.
"Deacon Huang..."
Ling Wanling looked at Butler Huang with hope.
"Miss Ling, I'm sorry, Ziyang Academy cannot accept you as a disciple for the time being. The specific details will have to wait until the trial is over and based on the results of the Futu assessment."
Steward Huang suddenly looked businesslike and finished speaking with a serious face. Regardless of Ling Wanling's desire to cry, he returned to the examiner's position.
Ling Wanling's eyes widened, looking at Butler Huang's heartless back in disbelief.
Suddenly the future felt dark.
And all this——
All thanks to Ye Chuyue!!
Ling Wanling clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves, gritted her teeth, and glared at Chu Yue angrily.
Chu Yue looked down at her and looked at her indifferently.
No sadness or joy.
Immediately, Chu Yue turned around and continued to start the trial.
The surrounding disciples immediately cast envious looks.
"Brother Zhou, Miss Ye is really lucky to meet a master like the Third Elder."
A male disciple pulled Zhou Xuan and sighed.
Zhou Xuan glanced at the girl's resolute back, and then said meaningfully: "But don't forget, she was once pushed into the abyss by her most beloved master. She has not seen the light of day for five years and suffered criticism from the world. You can bear it.
How many years of gossip?”
The male disciple was speechless.
Zhou Xuan smiled and shook his head, catching up with Chu Yue.
Some disciples nearby were lost in thought.
After the ghost hunting formation, Chu Yue and others had an unobstructed journey.
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, everyone stopped in unison.
high altitude.
Luo Xingchen stood on the red gold spiritual bird and said loudly: "From now on to the top of the mountain, there will be the [Illusion Feather of All Living Beings] deployed by combining the power of the ten major academies."
Chu Yue half-narrowed her eyes.
The phantom feathers of all living beings are illusions that appear through the combination of martial arts, mystical power and spiritual will.
But even knowing that it is an illusion can still stump countless disciples.
Luo Xingchen smiled kindly: "What you see in front of you are all water, moon and mirror flowers, ethereal and empty."
"The journey of all living beings is long and arduous. Just do good deeds and don't worry about the future."
"May you all stick to your hearts."
After saying this, Luo Xingchen raised his hand and waved slowly, and a stream of light fell on Futu Mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, the scene in front of the disciples changed again and again.
There were lightning and thunder, violent storms, and a thorny jungle full of poisonous snakes. The ground was burning with blazing flames, but a cold wind was blowing in the sky.
"Although the phantom feathers of all living beings are an illusion, the touch is the most real. What is tempered and destroyed is the willpower of the warrior."
Zhou Xuan said: "This assessment trial is too difficult..."
Xiao Li frowned and looked at Chu Yue worriedly: "The phantom feathers of all living beings will devour cultivators without martial arts roots."
"Ah Yue, wait until you are with us, we will use our martial arts to protect you." Xuecheng suddenly let out a wave of momentum.
Chu Yue remained motionless.
The others all thought that Chu Yue was in trouble.
But I don’t know——
Chu Yue's consciousness had already sunk into Shennong's space, and Xuanyuan Xiu was howling at the top of his lungs: "Little Ye Zi, are you going to have trouble with these lonely ghosts?!"
I don’t know when it started, but all the resentful spirits in the ghost hunting array had arrived in Shennong’s space.
The already small place became even more cramped.
Xuanyuan Xiu became angry from shame.
"Other girls play piano and chess, recite poems and compose poems, and even if they don't do well, they just adopt some homeless little beasts. How can anyone be like you? Adopt some ghosts and resentments?"
Xuanyuan Xiu seriously doubted Chu Yue's gender.
If I weren't worried about being chopped in half with an axe, I would probably have to lift up my skirt to verify it.
Chu Yue looked at the dense crowd of resentful spirits and felt satisfied.
She likes the taste very much.
It's like meeting the same kind of people.
"Stop arguing, if you keep arguing I'll give you to Ling Wanling." Chu Yue said displeased.
Xuanyuan Xiu was frightened for a second: "..." If you have something to say, why should you give him to that woman...
Xuanyuan Xiu thought for a while, then shuddered and said shiveringly: "It's good, squeeze in, it's very warm and feels like home."
A smile bloomed on Chu Yue's lips, and she raised her eyes and looked towards the end of Shennong's space.
I saw only a wisp of captured soul and a touch of resentful spirit. I felt like old friends at the first sight and were worshiping each other.
Chu Yue's smile grew stronger, but a sharp light shone deep in her eyes.
Mu Sheng really spent a lot of money to deal with her.
All the ghost hunting arrays were brought out.
But without the support of the resentful spirits, the formation is useless!
This time, she wants Mu Sheng to lose all his money!
Halfway up the mountain.
There are tens of thousands of disciples, but no one is willing to be the first to go out.
At the bottom, Deng Yun shook his head, "This generation of disciples is not very good. Their courage and courage are not as good as those of the previous ones."
"Deacon Deng, I think that Ye Chuyue from Chang'an has endless potential," said Mr. Duan.
Deng Yun was filled with disappointment, "I thought that even the bad disciples would be able to succeed, but they would only be able to control the evil spirits with some tricks. In front of the phantoms of all living beings, their true colors would be revealed immediately."
Mr. Duan frowned.
"Mr. Duan, I know you admire her, but you have only heard about her recent deeds."
Deng Yun smiled: "I think if you had seen a person kneeling down and kowtowing five years ago, who was so cowardly and incompetent that she was worse than a wild dog in the mountains, you wouldn't have high hopes for her."
"Because, she is a coward!"
Deng Yun snorted coldly.
Souls with stains of evil deeds should be nailed to the Pillar of Shame, never see the light of day, and live forever in the abyss of the eighteenth level of purgatory!
"Deacon Deng, your statement is too biased." Mr. Duan said displeasedly.
What else did Deng Yun want to say? Halfway up the mountain, all living beings were experiencing strange phenomena.
I saw the girl who had been standing still for a long time, with lotus growing at every step, her sleeves filled with wind, facing the afterglow of the setting sun in the evening, walking towards the top of the mountain as firmly as walking on flat ground!