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Chapter 152 How old is he

"Oh, trash... In a few years, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find trash!"

The sect leader looked at the sword seller as if he were a fool, and said: "The Immortal Sect really thinks that the geniuses in this world are like the leeks in the field, which will grow quickly after being cut? Don't forget! These geniuses

They are also human beings! They have fathers and mothers, relatives and friends, and brothers and sisters! They... will resist!"

"What are you resisting?" The sword seller raised his head fiercely and said loudly: "Entering the Immortal Sect and cultivating the Immortal Way, this is an opportunity given to them! An opportunity that most people can't even dream of, why should they resist?"

"Who cares?" The sect leader spread his hands and said in a mocking tone: "Maybe they just want to live an ordinary life, maybe they don't want to be separated from their families at all... There are so many geniuses who have entered the immortal sect, and some of them voluntarily

What about? Have you...ever considered their feelings?"

"You..." The sword seller gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't convince the other party, so he simply closed his mouth.

Seeing that he was giving up, the sect leader took advantage of the situation and pursued him: "In the past hundred years, the Immortal Sect has recruited so many talented young people. If they are successful in cultivating immortals, why not let them out for everyone to see? The immortal envoy will not understand this if he is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Is that true? If people in the world can see the benefits of cultivating immortals, and see that after entering the immortal sect, they will rise to great heights and become a person above all others, then people will definitely flock to it, so how can they avoid it so much?"

The sword seller took a deep breath and said disdainfully: "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!"

"Okay, okay!" The sect leader shrugged and said with a smile: "We ordinary people do not understand the aspirations of the Immortal Sect, but... please don't blame us for being ignorant. After all, those who don't know are not guilty.

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"Hmph!" The sword seller snorted coldly.

"I don't care how eloquent you are, I'm just here to inform you that in half a month, my master will come down from the mountain in person. Lingxu Sword Sect and Wuying Sword Sect must prepare for the Immortal Selection Conference, otherwise...

Humph!" The sword seller said, turned around and left, not wanting to look at him again.

This is his first time to work in the human world, and it is also a very important immortal selection meeting.

Unexpectedly, I suffered a small loss at the first stop.

Could it be the same with the Shadowless Sword Sect, right?

"Then I have to be careful!" the sword seller said silently.

Half an hour later, the sword seller walked out of the meeting hall of the Shadowless Sword Sect, with a red-haired man beside him. Behind him was a man in black, but it was Liao Mingyan who was in charge of welcoming the immortal envoy.

I heard the red-haired man bragging to the sword seller as he walked away: "Immortal envoy, let me tell you, my senior brother is in charge of this Immortal Selection Conference. He is the most reliable and has never failed..."

"Ahem!" Liao Mingyan in black suddenly coughed.

The red-haired man was stunned for a moment, laughed, and then said: "My senior brother has never had any problems in major matters! This immortal selection conference will definitely be a beautiful one!"

"Well, you are very good!" The sword seller smiled and nodded, saying: "Compared to Lingxu Sword Sect, your Shadowless Sword Sect's attitude is much better! Of course, you are also better at things than them. Every time you choose an immortal,

The children sent into the Immortal Sect in this conference are all top-notch in talent! Master appreciates you very much..."

"The Immortal Envoy is so complimentary! The Immortal Envoy is so complimentary!" The red-haired man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It is the glory of our Shadowless Sword Sect to be able to do things for the Immortal Sect."

"But..." He changed the topic and suddenly asked: "I'm a little curious... what kind of achievements will those geniuses who are lucky enough to join the Immortal Sect have? To be honest, Lao Wang, I am quite envious!"

The sword seller frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

However, he still answered the question: "Without decades of hard work in cultivating immortals and becoming Taoists, how can there be any achievements? They might even envy you now, Brother Wang!"

"What about the earliest batch?" the red-haired brother Wang asked.

"The earliest batch..." The sword seller glanced at the red-haired brother Wang and smiled without answering.

"Hiss..."

The red-haired brother Wang took a deep breath.

Could it be that...this humble immortal envoy is one of the earliest ones?

The first batch of geniuses sent to the Immortal Sect were nearly a hundred years ago! Even the youngest one is now over a hundred years old!

The angel in front of me looks less than twenty years old!

As soon as we got here, the red-haired brother Wang couldn't even walk, he just stood there in a daze.

The sword seller glanced at him and continued on his way.

On the other hand, Liao Mingyan, who was following behind, frowned, stepped forward and patted his junior brother on the shoulder, and said softly: "What's wrong, are you standing there in a daze?"

"Brother! Senior brother!" The red-haired brother Wang grabbed Liao Mingyan's hand fiercely, then pointed at the sword seller and asked: "How big do you think this immortal envoy is?"

"What the hell!" Liao Mingyan knocked the red-haired man's hand off, then rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't take off his pants, how could I know how big they were?"

"puff!"

The red-haired brother Wang spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

I'm not asking you this!

"I'm asking you how old he is!" The red-haired brother emphasized loudly.

"Oh..." Liao Mingyan shrugged and said, "It seems that he should be around twenty years old, right? However, the people in their immortal sect are different from the people in our world, so we can't say for sure."

"Hehe..." The red-haired man chuckled, put his mouth to Liao Mingyan's ear, and whispered: "I tell you... he is the first batch of talented young people selected into the Immortal Sect..."

Liao Mingyan's eyes widened instantly!

Lu Xiaoyue stood next to the training ground and looked at it for a while and didn't want to look at it anymore.

She found that these young people who were new to the martial arts gym were more skilled than her in every exercise... Even those who had just learned for a day or two were able to practice well.

Comparing it to herself... she suddenly lost all interest.

"Let's go, let's go back to practice!" Lu Xiaoyue said angrily, then turned around and left.

Jian Zhen: "..."

What's going on?

Back in the room, Lu Xiaoyue really started practicing "Swallowing Spirits and Qi", and she was very serious about it, and she quickly got into the state.

Jian Zhen was not idle either, running the mental method of "Forging God Book" and started his own cultivation.

The day passed quickly.

Early the next morning, while Lu Xiaoyue was sleepy, she heard shouts and shouts coming from the distant practice ground.

"Who is it? You started making noise so early and didn't let anyone sleep!"

Lu Xiaoyue's wake-up energy was activated, and Jianzhen lay aside without daring to speak.

After she finished speaking, she lifted up the quilt, covered her head, and prepared to sleep again.

However, after a moment, Lu Xiaoyue violently kicked the quilt away and stood up while crawling to the ground.

"It's Uncle Li!" she shouted, then quickly got up and washed up.

At this time, Mr. Li San had already started practicing in the training ground.


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