Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

On the first day of September, the sky is high and the sun is bright, and there is no cloud in the sky

Once sitting on the Pangran Mountain, it rose from Kun-Lai and headed towards Xiao Country, the largest in Xizhou.

Yan Zhao and Bai Narcissus sat on the top of the peak, chatting, and enjoying the great mountains and rivers at the same time.

"It's only been a hundred years, and the aquatic plants in Xizhou have grown a lot," Bai Narcissus looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with admiration, "How many disciples can we recruit this time? Can we have two thousand?"

"Do you want to be exhausted by Tu Fei the rabbit?" Yan Zhao tasted the best immortal tea, and said lightly, "If there is not enough spiritual rice, no matter how many disciples are going to be sent back."

"There can always be better," Bai Narcissus supported the delicate lower jaw, thinking about the future, with a smile on his face, "We have received a lot of disciples in the past 100 years. Maybe it's really not too many to pick the big beams. If I can stand alone with Xiao Yan, I have considered the old tortoise, and he said that we will definitely have a big gain this time."

The old turtle is the demon sage Yun turtle caught by the head, and temporarily led a job at Liangyi Peak to contribute to the divination monks. White Narcissus likes to ask him for everything.

"Those princes and nobles, don't think like you do." Yan Zhao poured cold water on him.

"Hmph, if so, let them know what the majesty of the fairy family is." Bai Narcissus said coldly while holding down the long sword.

This matter is a bit troublesome.

A hundred years ago, the Sword of the Sovereign Sword opened the mountain, attracted the water from the west, and set up a heart stone to select disciples in a land of people. It was a great thing to choose the dragon and the phoenix. However, the people’s minds are complicated, a good thing. If it is not done well, it will be caused by sinister hearts.

After the ordinary mortal knows that the heart stone is used, the first thing is not to organize young people to come and select, but to take it for themselves, especially the ordinary kingdom nobles, and even organize their own disciples in groups in private, but it is a little bit There is no intention to notify ordinary villagers. Some wealthy country gentry want to be selected as heirs, so they have to join the power, otherwise they will not even think about it.

Bai Shuixian and others hadn’t noticed when they selected disciples the first two times. They had to come to only a few hundred disciples. After a sieve from the outer door, there were only dozens of disciples left. The third time they noticed something was wrong—the news was blocked again. It's almost forty years, should more people come?

Upon closer inspection, I found that the other party did not send messages to remote places at all. I was furious and asked the reason, only to realize that the emperor worried that if the local people had a backstage, they would not listen to enlightenment, and would be rebellious... So he simply did not notify. Go on and let only the nobles participate.

Bai Shuixian became angry and abolished the qualifications of the royal family on the spot. He selected other people, and even sifted through Wen Xinshi village by village. This selection took nearly three years and received nearly a thousand disciples. Finally, the news was spread all over the place.

Several times later, the number of people gradually increased.

As he was talking, Yan Zhao suddenly looked into the distance, where smoke and dust were everywhere, like a battlefield.

"I'll go and see." Yan Zhao struck a long sword and walked out with his sword. On the way, he saw a fierce tiger attacking a village by the river, and he went down with a sword gas to relieve the danger.

After a while, he returned to the peak with a strange expression: "It was because of us."

"Oh?" Bai Narcissus looked at him.

"Now that Xizhou is gradually becoming suitable for human settlements, many residents have moved out, and Xiao Guo is unable to control too far away, so there is a power founding week that rises to the west of Xiao Guo," Yan Zhao thought about holding up a teacup, "this time, they I want to grab Xiao Guo's questioning stone."

Bai Narcissus looked at him serious and thought he might have some ideas, so he asked, "Then how do you solve it?"

"Of course I'm looking for senior brother." Yan Zhao said without hesitation.

Bai Narcissus gave him a roll of eyes.

...

Ancun is a large village by the river with a population of hundreds of people. It is only a river away from the Great Xiao Kingdom. The villagers mostly make a living by fishing and weaving, and they can barely survive. But seven years ago, a heavy rain broke out and fled. I came to a few houses, mostly widows and orphans, who were divided by bachelors in the village.

The Anjia at the entrance of the village is the richest family in the village. The head of the house is the village’s Lizheng. At that time, the Anjia old lady took charge and took in one of the most watery girls. She was going to leave her as a daughter-in-law for her grandson. My name is An Xian, and I hope she can take good care of her poor, naturally armless grandson.

An Xian stayed in the home like this, cooking and washing, chopping wood and cutting grass, and eating a bite of the meal, but did not abuse her until she was twelve years old, then the person she was dating was considered as an adult, and the family stayed open. Let them round the room.

A new set of clothes is considered a dowry, and there is no three matchmaking or six recruitment. Early that morning, An Xian got up to fetch water and cook, listening to them discuss whether the children in the village had gone to the city, and pray that God would bless you. Selected.

An Xian was listening while feeding her "husband-in-law", feeling a little envious in her heart, but she also knew that she could not go.

Not to mention that she is a child bride of others, or a serious daughter in the village, and none of them can run for the election. In the hearts of the villagers, their daughters are all from other families. If they want to marry, how can they be allowed to practice immortality? If it is really chosen, then whoever will have children and who will be in charge of the family will turn the yin and yang upside down?

I was thinking about it, but I heard a scream from the side. Some familiar villagers shouted, "Big bugs have entered the village!"

For a while, everyone was indifferent, but still greeted the young man, lit a torch, and went to drive the tiger.

An Xian carried his fiance's son-in-law to the back room. After thinking about it, she felt uneasy, so she carried him to the roof-a big bug could rise up to the height of the house with a single jump. The general fence is nothing but the roof is safe.

She lived high, and her heart tightened as she watched the tiger suddenly hurt a claw.

But in the blink of an eye, a few people fell to the ground, dragged aside by others, and continued to burn the tiger, but it seemed to anger the tiger's wildness even more.

Seeing the tiger suddenly pounced, he had already bitten a person's throat, but suddenly a white light flashed by, and with a light and heavy sound, it easily shattered the tiger's heavenly spirit.

Everyone was shocked and instinctively looked up.

But I saw a sword fairy in white clothes in the sky, bowed his head, looked down at the people, and flew away without stopping.

Behind him, a huge and majestic, cloud-filled fairy peak followed, casting a huge shadow on the ground, bringing a blast of cold wind, and rushing towards Xiaodu.

All the villagers bowed down religiously.

An Xian stared blankly on the roof, as if she had lost her soul.

That sword, person, and peak seemed to touch the depths of her soul, and something spread and grew from the bottom of her heart.

"Xian'er," her fiance rubbed her shoulder, whispered, "Go down quickly, otherwise grandma will be angry again."

An Xian nodded.

That day, she didn't guard her home, thinking about herself, thinking about the sword light, forgetting to cook, and being scolded at all, but she still looked into the distance until the sunset.

At night, she quietly opened the courtyard door, but saw an armless teenager outside the courtyard, quietly looking at her.

An Xian looked at him with unabashed determination in her eyes.

The boy lowered his eyebrows, sad and lost, and stopped speaking.

An Xian turned and left.

Knowing that she couldn't get on the ferry, she went up the river first, and when she reached the two cliffs, when there was no way to go, she moved her body and jumped off the river.

She is very water-based. She first walked up from the shallow side of the river, but even so, after a few hours, she gradually lost strength.

A ferry came to call for her name midway, but she didn't hear it at all. Instead, she snorkeled down when the other party approached, trying her best not to be spotted.

When she swam to the ferry, she could hardly believe that she did it.

There were no undercurrents and fierce fishes along the way, nor were they caught in the bottom of the water.

With a sigh of relief, she walked towards the city.

However, the city guard stopped her and asked her to enter the city for a fee.

She came out wherever she gave it, but it was already here. If she let go, she would not be reconciled—when the guard was saying that the little beggar was about to roll, An Xian took a broken brick and smashed his face with blood. When stunned, he rushed into the city gate.

The other party chased her furiously, and she tried her best to avoid the narrow alleys-Anjia came here to sell fish a few times, and she remembered the journey.

Finally, she arrived in front of Wen Xinshi's palace, but this time, there were far more guards than the city gates.

An Xian took off her coat, wrapped a large bag of dry soil, and smashed it hard, and rushed over. When the guard saw her coming, frowned, he came to block, but was rolled over by the dirty girl. Suddenly angry, the spear in his hand pierced the girl's shoulder as soon as he stretched it out.

The blood was everywhere, and the girl staggered, but still rushed towards the courtyard gate without stopping.

In front of her are more guards.

"Why don't you let me in!" An Xian said sternly, "Xizhou Shangxian set up an immortal way for the people of the world, why can't I enter?"

"This is not the place where little beggars like you come." The headed guard looked coldly, "Drag her down!"

While pulling, An Xian saw the opportunity, and sprinkled the baggage forcefully. The mud filled the sky. The guards couldn't help closing their eyes and let the girl rush in.

The sacred stone stood still, and there were many children around. An Xian pulled a few in front of her with her strength without knowing where she was, and stretched her hand up—the spear also stabbed.

A ray of light flickered.

Yan Zhao looked at the embarrassed girl, and the other side stared at him without showing any weakness.

Bai Shuixian smiled at each other with the senior, and said to the girl: "What is your name?"

Fortunately, when they first came, they met an excellent seedling.

...

On Feilai Peak, An Xian still has a sense of fantasy.

"Fairy, am I your apprentice in the future?" An Xian couldn't help but ask Yan Zhao.

She changed into a well-fitting dress, and the white narcissus combed her long hair and wrapped her wounds. She was an extremely pretty girl.

"Not yet," Yan Zhao smiled slightly, "but as long as you pass the outer door, you can grab it, and I will let you be my apprentice."

"Good!" An Xian said earnestly, "A word is a deal."

"It's a matter of course." Yan Zhao said proudly.

——

"This is how I joined Kun-Lai." An Xian said to Qiao Long with a smile, "But then, he seemed to regret it a bit."

"Really, one more question, how did you get through the outer door?" Qiao Taki was puzzled.

"Come on, fight a game, and I'll tell you." An Xian shook a sword flower and said leisurely, "If you win against me, I will marry you."