Several birdsong came from a courtyard deep in the Su residence, and then the sound of a wooden door closing echoed in the wooden corridor, and a vigorous figure appeared in the corridor of the Su family.
The figure walked steadily through the corridor, neither fast nor slow.
People chatting in the open space on both sides of the corridor saw the person crossing the corridor and couldn't help but cast their eyes sideways on this person.
Some of these disciples looked sarcastic; some sneered; others looked disdainfully, just glanced at it and then looked away again. Although everyone had different expressions, the eyes under their eyebrows were very consistent, and they were all filled with disgust.
color.
It seems as if this figure is a sinful person in this family, who has done all the bad things in the world and made everyone hate him.
The gazes were like countless sharp iron swords, striking the young man in the hallway without a shadow.
The walking young man was Su Xing, who was preparing to go to the central square of the town. He got up in the early morning when the rooster crowed, cleaned the courtyard alone, packed his clothes, and then set off.
When walking through the corridor, he noticed the atmosphere and gazes on both sides of his body one by one, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. A calm smile hung on his lips. He had been used to this for a long time, so he didn't expect the people in his family to accumulate feelings for him.
Years of hatred can evaporate in just a few months.
Walking to the main entrance, Su Xing saw six or seven people standing in front of the door from a distance. The leader of them was his father, Su Yicheng, and the rest of the people beside him were candidates from the younger generation of the Su family who were expected to be selected by the sect.
Scanning the faces of people of his own age, there was a face that Su Xing was familiar with, that was Su Peng, who had fought with him three months ago.
Su Xing was slightly distracted, recalling what happened three months ago. That day he severely injured Su Peng, and when he saw that his cultivation was about to be ruined, his father Su Yilong fed him a pill to revive him.
I'm afraid that part of the reason why he is still standing here today is because he took that miraculous medicine.
When people gathered in front of the door and saw Su Xing getting closer and closer, they couldn't help but shrink their heads and didn't dare to look at each other. Su Peng saw Su Xing from a distance and retreated to the back of the crowd. He was so arrogant at home.
Now it is gone.
"Coming."
Su Yicheng looked at Su Xing who was stopping beside him. Su Xing, who was almost sixteen years old, was at the age of development and his height was the best among his peers.
Seeing Su Xing's height, Su Yicheng couldn't help but sigh that his child had not only grown in realm and cultivation.
After coming back to his senses, he put his fist to his mouth and coughed twice, attracting the attention of everyone.
"The recruitment of this sect will be held in our Casterly Rock City, which means that young martial arts practitioners from other towns within a few miles will come to participate. You must pay attention to your words and deeds, and do not lose to others in terms of etiquette."
"In addition to the Yue Zhao Sect and Wan Jian Sect, which you are all familiar with, there are four other sects recruiting students today, namely: Qingshan Sect, Baiyun Mountain, Tianluo Sect and Silver Moon Valley."
"Remember not to have distracting thoughts in your mind, and don't be too high-spirited. If you can't enter Yuezhao or Wanjian, other sects are also good. Your background cannot determine your future, only hard work will."
"It's getting late, let's set off."
After Su Yicheng finished his instructions, he looked at everyone present one by one with serious eyes, turned around and walked out of the mansion. The disciples no longer dared to talk nonsense and followed his footsteps one after another. Su Xing followed Su Xing closely.
Behind Yicheng, there was a one-meter distance between him and the others.
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Casterly Rock's central square.
On the vast and spacious open space, there is only a huge arena placed above. Under the arena, there are wooden platforms for watching the battle in three directions: east, west, south, and to the north is a stone platform that is higher and wider than the stands.
Tables and chairs are arranged on the stone platform, and tea, fruit and snacks are placed on the table.
At noon, the viewing platform was crowded with people, and the people in the city gathered here just to see the enrollment of the sect, which had been rare in decades. There were inevitably some people in the crowd who had participated in such scenes, but that was also in other towns.
, this kind of incident is the first time for Casterly Rock City.
Looking at the stone platform to the north, six immortal masters wearing Taoist robes of different colors were sitting in front of the wooden table and talking.
Five of these six immortal masters are male cultivators, and they are all roughly middle-aged. One of them is an old man. The remaining female cultivator is sitting on the far left side of the wooden table, holding a sword in her arms.
He sheathed his long sword, held a cup of steaming tea in his hand, and blew it gently to his mouth.
The female cultivator looked to be in her thirties, and her face was of heavenly beauty. Although she had lost the innocent beauty that belonged to a girl, behind her still remaining charm was the extraordinary temperament of a heavenly being.
The female cultivator was wearing a light yellow robe. She was sitting at the edge of the wooden table with her eyes closed and silent. She seemed out of tune with everyone around her.
At this time, Su Yicheng led the disciples of the Su family into the venue. Su Xing, who followed closely behind him, attracted everyone's attention.
At the moment, there are voices of discussion from all directions.
"Look, is the person behind Su Yicheng Su Xing?"
"Exactly, I heard that he was not in the Su Mansion when Lu Tianying came to look for him a month ago. I don't know where he went. Some people said that he ran away because he was afraid of being left behind. But he showed up here again today..."
"Hmph! What else could it be? The Su family is the largest family in Kaiyan City. If Su Xing really doesn't come back this time, it will be a disgrace to the Su family. Looking at his face, I'm afraid he is really desperate this time.
, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor!”
When Su Xing walked into the venue, he sighed at the magnificence of the scene and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the stone platform in the distance where Immortal Rong was sitting.
He scanned the six immortal masters one by one, trying to see if he could find out who the elder of Yuezhao Sect was.
But when his eyes fell on the far left side of the wooden table, the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched.
Although the only female cultivator's appearance was stunning and her beauty was heavenly, what really shocked Su Xingxing were the three women standing behind the female elder.
Looking at the three equally beautiful girls, Su Xing never expected that he actually knew all three of them.
Li Feiyao, Zhou Qinghan and the beautiful woman who heard that voice from Qingyue Tower.
They are all from Wanjian Sect!?
It turns out that the senior sister Li Feiyao and Zhou Qinghan talked about on Yangshan Mountain was that woman.
At the same time that he noticed the three girls, the three of them also focused on Su Xing.
For a moment, the four people's faces looked a little strange.
There is cunning, surprise, helplessness, and surprise.
But the one who was most surprised was the senior sister. A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw Su Xing, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She then turned her eyes elsewhere, as if she hadn't seen anything.
When Su Xing was feeling curious, he saw three figures walking onto the stone platform and stopping behind the old man in white robes in the center of the wooden table.
One of them looked like a scholar, with a sword on his waist. Su Xing's pupils shrank immediately, and overwhelming fighting spirit suddenly swept over his body. When he saw the two people beside him, the fighting spirit suddenly faded a little, and there was a complicated look on his face.
Face emerges.
Lu Tianying, Su Ying, Queer.
He immediately recognized who the elder of Yuezhao Sect was.