Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Feng Qingxiu was actually very excited.

As a fan of the head, he looks forward to today, but I don't know how long it has been.

I heard that the head is cold and majestic, pedantic, and as cold as the moon. He has sketched the head in his mind countless times, and he can finally see the real person today!

Heaven protects... protects...

Feng Qingxiu couldn't help rubbing her eyes.

It is a pity that the eyesight strengthened by the exercises is extremely accurate, even if the hall is separated by a hundred meters, the head of the hall can be clearly seen.

The boy with white hair and mysterious clothes in the middle is as cold and lonely as in the record, like a bright moon, living in Tianhe, you know that he is very high and far away, but you can't tell how far and how high.

You know he is very close, but you dare not even give birth to the heart of being close.

He is separated from the world by Tianhe.

but! but!

If his eyes are not flowers, he is not blind, and his brain is not damaged by a snake... He saw him yesterday! ! !

no no--

Feng Qingxiu's brain only felt that his brain was buzzing and blank, and he couldn't even hear what the elder above said.

He couldn't help taking a step back.

He asked how he was injured yesterday!

Would it be too long like that person pretends to be the head to lie to me...

Yes, yes, it must be so. How could the head come to me and say that he would accept me as a disciple?

How could I refuse the head twice?

I made a mistake--

Suddenly, the whole hall was noisy.

Senior Sister Tu who was next to him also pinched his arm severely, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? What are you going crazy? Don't look at where this is!"

She was really scared just now. Just now, the younger brother retreated and stood blankly again. This is Kun-Lai Daqing. The people who came here were all big people who raised their fingers and could crush them. Whoever provoked them was the last one to be kicked out of the school. The end of it!

Feng Qingxiu returned to her senses in a muddled manner, barely held her mind, and gasped for a while: "Thank you, I see."

He bowed his head, but he didn't have the courage to look up again.

At this time, Elder Yan Zhao's excited voice that was difficult to suppress sounded: "Head, you just said that you want to take a disciple present as a disciple?"

Admission...

Feng Qingxiu seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and her whole body trembled and faltered.

"Not bad," said the familiar voice.

The entire hall shook again, and the surrounding elite disciples couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts at all, and everyone around them looked murderous.

"This, the head, this matter is too big, should we discuss it again..." Yan Zhao was also frightened, and he glanced at the juniors, a little worried about being authentic.

He was worried that it was justified. After that, the head no longer accepts disciples, and they even dare not mention accepting disciples to stimulate the brothers. Now the brothers suddenly accepted disciples without warning. What happened?

"Huh?" Ji Yun glanced at him.

The sights of the surrounding peak masters and slave disciples also fell - these are all chickens, and you can stare back at a glance, but the real pressure on Elder Yan is the slight glance of the head.

No matter, as long as the brother is willing, it is also a good thing to be able to let go of the past.

"Then, the conditions for choosing an apprentice, please show me your brother." Yan Zhao was the first to resist, bowing his head.

Ji Yunlai stared at the people of His Royal Highness, and naturally saw the boy who was stunned after taking a look at him. At this moment, he was even more shaky.

Hey, my eyes are red...

"There are no conditions." Ji Yun said in his heart that this is a carrot recruitment, and I caught one person, and it has nothing to do with other people. What conditions are required.

"Then our demon clan can do it too?" The Roushan-like Tu Feng main stick said that he was the first demon cultivator accepted by the head of the year, and asked courageously.

"Kun-Lai's first disciple is the choice for the successor, how can it be handed over to a different kind of use? It's just whimsical!" An glamorous woman beside her interrupted angrily.

"Under Xing Dao's instructions, I have a nephew who is extremely talented..." Even the guests watching the ceremony couldn't help taking a step forward.

"Fuck, your son is a trash, our Kun-Lai talents are enough!" Bai Narcissus gave him a cold glance, not to draw him out for the sake of the ceremony.

"We in Kun-Lai have seven younger generations who are outstanding this time. I don't know which one can be in the eyes of the head." Someone whispered.

"It must be a dream young girl. She has her own line at a young age. I heard that she doesn't want to inherit Qingdi Peak and wants to ascend a mountain."

"Not necessarily, the eight-sword sword You Jia can leapfrog to kill the enemy with the body of the Nasal Infant, and the talent is the best choice for inheriting the Du'er sword!"

"After all, You Jia was born in the monster category, I said that she still has a better chance of being a dream girl..."

...

There was a lot of discussion for a while, and several young people headed by His Highness looked at each other, and they all saw the strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"The head is on the top, You Jia recommends herself as a disciple, just for some advice." The young man in golden clothes suddenly kneeled down first. The Yaozu group has always been weak in Kun Lai. The younger generation is led by him, and he also knows the opportunity. Not big, but it would be a pity if you don't try it once.

If you can worship under the head, the Yaozu has been ostracized in Kun-Lai for many years, and it will definitely change a lot.

Moreover, he went to the Liujian Lake in Shoushan many times to observe the sword intent left by the head of the year, knowing that when it comes to the peak of kendo, no one can compare with the head of the sword.

The Tsing Yi woman next to him gave him a cold look. They are both the most outstanding two people in Kun-Lai Contemporary. They have been fighting for more than a hundred years. Of course, they can't be weak at this moment.

If the master accepts disciples, the balance between the two will collapse instantly.

"The head is on the top. Brother You has a good reputation and superb swordsmanship. He is the first choice." A Meng Qing girl Yingying knelt down, seemingly helplessly speaking to her fellow students.

But she knew in her heart that with a glance at the head of the head, you can see through the roots of the other side. A demon head who is excluded may have to take it, but a supported head of the demon must be weighed, and she doesn’t. Hesitating to support the same school, showing more heart, and not losing his cultivation, this is the best way to show yourself even more.

Yu Jia cursed inwardly.

Sure enough, there was already a lot of discussion above, all saying that the demon clan is not acceptable.

A girl in yellow clothes not far away from the green girl looked up and saw that the head was silent, and she stood there without any change. The head has her own laws in her heart. How can it be affected by a little careful thought? It is hers. Not hers, she is still her.

The other Tianjiao did not change. Although there are pies in the world, this time it depends on God's will and has nothing to do with manpower.

It is better to wait for the ending.

...

The quarrel below did not affect Ji Yun, he just looked at Feng Qingxiu behind, and silently shrank himself into the shadow in front, like a little rabbit abandoned by him.

Everyone is paying attention to the changes in the hall, and no one is paying attention to him.

Ji Yunlai thought silently in his heart, feeling a bit wrong, as if he was not happy, but rather hurting.

Although this child’s blindness and Ye Han’s stupidity are a bit of a fight, he is still a child after all, and it’s normal for him to be a little more alert. Besides, based on what he knows about him, I might feel regretful for not recognizing me now in my heart. The male **** pretends to be a short and poor man to seduce him...

This time it should have taught him enough.

That's enough.

Looking at the still noisy hall, Head Ji glanced away and successfully silenced the surroundings again.

This is about to accept disciples?

too fast?

Do you really stop thinking about it?

The surrounding Elder Peak waited for the end like a trial, and the disciples under the sect even held their breath.

Then he listened to him plainly: "Today I accept Feng Qingxiu, a disciple of the forty-ninth generation of foundation building in Kun-Lai, as a disciple, and record it in Dao Die.

! ! ! !

? ? ? ? ?

For a while, the whole hall was silent for a moment, and then, there was a crash.

The eyes of all the people who knew fell on Feng Qingxiu, and the eyes of those who didn't know fell on him.

Oh my god, this little disciple got into the head of the head?

What is special about him?

Even if you have been rescued by the boss?

With medium aptitude (among all kinds of geniuses), born poor (among various backstages), and low-key, such people are everywhere in Kun-Lai's grassroots!

How can you let the master give up all kinds of sects and go to just such an ordinary disciple?

But under the head of Jiwei, no one dared to disagree.

Feng Qingxiu raised her head blankly, her reddish eyes could not hide her shock.

"What?" Ji Yunlai's voice was slightly inattentive, and asked indifferently, "Do you want to reject me for the third time?"

Nothing more than three things, little idiot.