Chapter 51 (1/2)

Since the arrival of Mu Zijun, Liu Yinger's words are more, and her smile is more sweet. Luo Xie couldn't bear his agitation any more. However, Zhao Jiuge observed that Mu Zijun, taking advantage of several people's eyes and not paying attention to them, looked at some of them in a calculated way, which was not consistent with the smile on the surface, which made Zhao Jiuge feel that it was not an oil-saving lamp.

We had a conversation without a word, and then seven or eight people came to the third floor. One of them was the most attractive girl with graceful figure, hot and sexy clothes and a charming face, which was particularly attractive.

This makes Luo Xie want to stop, but later people did not come forward to talk, but just stay quietly.

As time goes by, the noise in the square downstairs outside is getting smaller and smaller, and the crowd gradually becomes less and less. Those who do not meet the requirements or are not qualified for the entrance examination. Some people laugh and others worry.

Those who are not willing to go to other places to have a try. Those who do not meet the requirements are complaining and venting. The afterglow of the sunset is shining on the square, while the crowd in the orange colored square is performing their own joys and sorrows.

The roof of the building.

The ordinary black robed middle-aged man and Wu Tianshan are still standing, looking at the sunset.

”Martial uncle, the apprenticeship is coming to an end. I don't know how many new disciples can we have in Xuantian peak this time. The position of leader of Xuantian sword sect has been passed on to our Xuantian peak. Now our Xuantian sword sect is gradually declining. Both xuanqifeng and xuanluofeng start to talk about this, saying that the master is in charge of the headmaster's school, which leads to such a situation, and the responsibility is put on the master.” Wu Tianshan's face does not fork said.

The black robed middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly. He was silent for a long time without any words. He didn't know what he was thinking about. After half a sound, he began to open his mouth. ”Since the founder Xuantian, the ancestor flew the immortal at one stroke, he set the rules, and left three veins to complement each other. Based on me, Xuantian peak is the main one, and the two peaks are the shop. Is it possible to try to seize power now?”

Half ring, the middle-aged man's slightly squinted eyes flashed.

”Today, I have a look, and there are still some good bones. When the time comes, there will be no problem to pass the test of the outer gate and enter the inner gate. When the time comes, more training will be added. It's time to kill them.”

The words are not slow, but the words are cold.

However, Wu Tianshan, dressed in a yellow sword robe, looked at the scattered people in the square. ”Ah, now there are big enemies outside, there are chaos inside. Everything depends on this group of disciples this year. It seems that more than ten years later, it will be the battle meeting of various sects. It is estimated that that time will be the focus.”

Hall on the third floor.

As time goes by, the afterglow of the setting sun is also sprinkled on the windowsill, and the gap of the hollow flower seal carved through the windowsill is still in the pavilion.

”I've kept you waiting, and you've had enough rest. Go down to the square. ” A young disciple with blue sword robe came to the third floor at some time. His mouth startled everyone, but he didn't feel the breath of this disciple.

Zhao Jiuge was surprised in his heart. He thought that even an ordinary disciple was like this. It can be seen that Xuantian Jianmen is extraordinary. It is said that it is declining now, but even if it is declining, the lean camel is bigger than the horse.

Since Zhao Jiuge happened to meet the inheritance left by Ye Wuyou in the stone chamber, he inadvertently stepped on the gate of cultivating immortals. All along the way, everything was just a little fuss. In this mysterious and fantastic world, Zhao Jiuge didn't even see a corner of the iceberg. Except for the master Yang in Su Su's mouth, he saw the practitioner who built the foundation.

You should know that the first three realms are to lay the foundation for the foundation. When you enter the gate, you must dig a pit first, and then you can lay the foundation. When you have laid the foundation, you can build a building one by one. The more solid the foundation is, the higher the building can be, and the farther you can walk on the road of cultivation.

Seeing a blue sword robe with silver border on the cuff and a long sword on his back, the young disciple thought that he would be able to do the same immediately. For a moment, he could not help feeling the blood boiling inside his body. It was a kind of expectation and a kind of excitement.

For a moment, the black robe bursts, long hair is light, the whole person appears high spirited.

”It's coming at last. I've been sitting for a long time and I've been numb.” Wang wanwan, who couldn't stop for a moment, immediately sat up. As soon as he stood up, his body fat was shaking slightly. Zhao Jiuge took a look at his buttocks, and then looked at the wooden stool. He thought that the stool was really pitiful and how much pressure he had to bear.

After hearing the young disciple's order, the faces of more than 20 figures in the hall changed slightly. Leaving this sentence, the disciple of Xuantian sword gate walked downstairs first. After a breath, he didn't see any trace. Everyone had seen nothing strange for a long time, and walked to the square one after another.

His eyes flashed and he breathed deeply. Zhao Jiuge followed the steps of the stream of people to the square downstairs. When this moment came, he found that it was so fast. When he passed the second floor, he found that the building had already been empty. He thought that he had already stepped downstairs.

When stepping out of the threshold and stepping out of the building, the scene in front of him completely shocked Zhao Jiuge's heart.On the square paved with blue stone bricks, there are more than 200 young girls in various colors of clothes and decorations. Looking from afar, the setting sun in the West seems to witness this moment, but is reluctant to set off.