"What?! Long Aotian is really qualified to get the inheritance mark of Fan Tianyin, but he was suppressed by Lei Qianjue?" Everyone was in an uproar.
Who is the inheritance mark of the Fantian Seal? That is equivalent to the key to unlocking the Fantian Seal. As long as you get the inheritance mark of the Fantian Seal, it is possible to completely master this treasure.
Although many disciples in the entire Temple of War have obtained the inheritance mark of Fan Tianyin, and their final attempts to control Fan Tianyin failed, this is also an honor and opportunity. Many disciples want to obtain the inheritance mark. In addition to having the opportunity to control Fan Tianyin,
In addition to the supreme treasure of the Tianyin, there is also the opportunity to learn powerful martial arts from the Fan Tianyin.
"Hey, Lei Dian has always been domineering, this is really possible!"
"I originally thought that Long Aotian was slandering Lei Qianjue, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be true!"
"It's just, what is so good about Long Aotian that Lei Qianjue would not hesitate to threaten him and let him join the Lei Palace?"
Everyone was talking quietly, with different expressions, and looked at Ling Xiao with curiosity in their eyes.
"Uncle Master, whether he is qualified to obtain the inheritance mark of Fan Tianyin or not, I don't have to say, that is the decision of the outer sect elders! But since Uncle Master is so optimistic about him, then I will give it to Uncle Master, but this son
If he is unruly and unruly, disobeys discipline and does not obey his elders, my uncle should discipline him more, lest he go astray and harm the sect!"
Lei Qianjue's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
"Don't worry about that!"
Liu Wenzheng snorted coldly.
Then he looked at Ling Xiao, his face instantly became extremely kind, and said: "Long Aotian, don't worry, the inheritance mark of Fan Tianyin should be yours, no one can take it away! And I heard that this time you
Having obtained the title of the leader of the Hundred Academy Competition, as long as you enter the Battle Hall, you will immediately become my true disciple of the Battle Hall!"
"True disciple?!"
Everyone suddenly exclaimed, looking at Ling Xiao with jealousy in their eyes. They were all just inner disciples. They didn't know when they wanted to be promoted to true disciples, but this Long Aotian simply reached the sky in one step.
He directly became a true disciple.
In the War Temple, the status of true disciples is equal to that of the elders, and is only slightly lower than the deputy hall master. It can be said that they are already the core of the War Temple, and they have the opportunity to practice the nine peerless holy laws of the War Temple.
"Thank you, elder, I am willing to join the war palace!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said.
"Elder, I am also willing to join the war palace!"
"And me! Hahaha... Wherever Junior Brother Long goes, we will go!"
"And I..."
After Ling Xiao made his decision, Tiangang, King Xuan, Zhou Daoji and others quickly saluted Liu Wenzheng, their eyes full of excitement.
Now it was everyone's turn to be stunned. Originally, no one in the war hall was willing to join, and it almost became the biggest joke among the Nine Meridians like in previous years.
But what they didn't expect was that not only Ling Xiao would join the war hall, but everyone in the God of War Academy would also be willing to join the war hall.
"Okay, okay! Hahaha... The war hall welcomes you to join!"
Liu Wenzheng was also very surprised, and then laughed loudly.
He had learned about Ling Xiao from Chongxu and Chonghe before, so his biggest hope was that Ling Xiao could join the war hall, but now he found that Ling Xiao gave him a surprise, and everyone else also
I am willing to join the war palace.
Lei Qianjue's face became a little ugly. He took a deep look at Ling Xiao, and a faint light flashed, but he still said nothing.
Soon, the inner disciples of Jiu Mei were all identified.
The disciples recruited by the other Eight Meridians were very similar to those in previous years, and there was not much difference. Only the War Palace attracted everyone's attention this time, and it actually recruited ten major disciples.
"Hmph, so what if we have received ten disciples? I'm afraid it won't be long before there is no one left in the battle hall, and they will all be gone!"
Lei Muwen sneered and said in a very harsh voice.
However, his words still aroused the recognition of many people. After all, the War Hall was in decline. In the past, even if some people joined the War Hall, they would not be able to stand it for a long time and eventually left the War Hall to become disciples of other halls.
Liu Wenzheng frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything.
After all, although Lei Muwen's words don't sound good, they are indeed true. The war palace is declining not only in terms of resources, but also in people's hearts.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a stream of light shot from a distance and landed next to Lei Qianjue in an instant. Then he bowed deeply to Lei Qianjue and said, "I have met Master!"
It was a young man dressed in white. He looked slender and handsome, with a faint smile on his face. His whole person exuded an aloof and otherworldly aura.
His cultivation has reached the perfection of the God King Realm, and he is only one step away from being able to break through to the Semi-Saint Realm. His whole person looks high-spirited and has a peerless style, which makes many female disciples blush and have brilliant eyes.
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"I've met senior brother Wuchen!"
After Lei Muwen saw this young man, he smiled at him and said.
This young man's name is Wu Chen, and he is a disciple of Lei Qianjue. He is extremely talented and powerful, and is known as the one who has the best chance of being promoted to a true disciple among the many inner disciples.
However, after Liu Wenzheng saw Wuchen, his face turned livid instantly, and there was even a hint of pain in his eyes.
"Wuchen greets grandpa!"
After Wuchen saw Liu Wenzheng, his eyes were a little dodgeful, but he still said hesitantly.
"Grandpa? Hehe, I don't have a great grandson like you!"
Liu Wenzheng said calmly.
The atmosphere in the air seemed to be a little strange, and some of the inner disciples of the Temple of War started talking in low voices after seeing Wuchen.
"Why is this Wuchen called Grandpa Liu Wenzheng? Could it be that he is Liu Wenzheng's grandson? But how could he worship Lei Qianjue as his disciple?" Some people don't understand the reason, but they can also see that there is something between Wuchen and Liu Wenzheng.
Something is wrong.
"Hey, you don't know this, right? Wuchen is the child that Liu Wenzheng picked up and has been raising him carefully. Although his talent is average, he spares no effort to teach him, giving him all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures, and teaching him powerful martial arts.
I spent all my efforts training him!
But this Wuchen later betrayed Liu Wenzheng for unknown reasons, became a disciple of Lei Qianjue, left the War Palace and joined the Lei Palace, and after falling out with Liu Wenzheng, changed his name from Liu Wuchen to Wuchen!"
Someone whispered, telling the story of the feud between Wuchen and Liu Wenzheng.
"What?! This Wuchen is just eating the inside out, worse than a pig or a dog! How can such a person become an inner disciple of my War Temple?"
A disciple with quite a sense of justice said with some contempt.
"Hush, be silent! Don't you want to live? If Senior Brother Wuchen hears this, you will be dead!"
"..."
There was a flash of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he roughly understood what happened. No wonder Liu Wenzheng's face was so ugly. It turned out that there was such a past event.
Ling Xiao looked at Wuchen with a cold look. What's the difference between this kind of ungrateful guy and those scum who deceived their teachers and destroyed their ancestors?
I don’t know what benefits Lei Qianjue gave him, so that he betrayed Liu Wenzheng and directly defected to Lei Qianjue?
Ling Xiao felt a little angry in his heart. Such a well-dressed beast should be damned!