Chapter 83 The Current Situation of Xianxia School

Under the white clouds, more than a dozen people sat on the stone bench and began to exchange sword skills with each other. It can be seen that these people are both teachers and apprentices, and they are extremely harmonious. After all, they are similar in age, and the topic has something in common.

"Master, let's talk about Uncle Yun's deeds, and how do you think my mana is better than Uncle Yun now? Can Qingxuan Huiwu be in a group with the master and uncle? The girl Lingxi raised a wisp of beautiful hair in her hand, and there was a feverish reverence in her eyebrows.

"Yes, at that time, I also tried my best to enter our Xianxia Gate because I heard about this. Did my uncle really kill more than 2,000 people from the Chenyuan faction? It's such a rumor in the world." The people sitting around are chattering, and most of them are surrounded by Yun Feichen, the only male disciple of the Xianxia School. After all, this Chenyuan School is a very famous fairy Taoist. Who doesn't think it's strange to be destroyed by the whole family? After passing through the mouth of all sentient beings, the dust faction of these thousands of people has long been more than this...

"Nonsense, my master clearly said that there were more than 3, 800 people. Uncle Yun killed all the dust faction with only one hand. Who let them bully our Xianxiamen?" Another woman pouted and said that the number of 2,000 yuan seemed to be less.

"Five thousand! It's 5,000 yuan. My father told me when he sent me to Xianxiamen and asked me to learn how to do well. Humph, my father is a know-it-it-the-art in town and won't lie!" The girl with a slightly round face stared and vowed.

"Is Uncle Yun at the legendary flying fairy stage? I don't know if we can live a long life. Another tall woman.

"It goes without saying that how can the bad guys of this dust faction be slaughtered without Feixian?" Among the new entry disciples, none of them know about the fate faction. According to word of mouth, they are all angry.

"Can it be higher than the real person?"

"Uh... I don't know, it's hard to say." Lin Ruyue's face was embarrassed. Seeing that everyone's enthusiasm was a little out of control, she didn't dare to tell the truth. These disciples had just started for two or three months, and most of them were screened and recommended by other sects. They didn't know the secrets. Now there is still a steady stream of disciples to send them. Xi Manxiang now almost has to stay in front of the mountain gate to accept their disciples. It is.

And these disciples usually practice hard, and they are not often on the same peak. Other peaks of Xianxiamen also need people to teach. "The Secret of Mountains and Rivers" has not been popularized among ordinary disciples in half a year. For the future of Xianxiafeng, in the past three months, it has become necessary for her to teach "Secrets of Mountains and Rivers" in person. Running down to the west, every time I take a break, I will gather a lot of people, and I can only let them play.

As the elder of the new spell, Lin Ruyue is undoubtedly the most popular, and Yi Lingxi is her personal art disciple. Her qualifications are the best among the disciples. It can even be said that after the evil of Feichen, the best disciple is often called the little evil of Xianxiamen by the door, and she herself often This is proud. After Ru Yushi's cultivation of her special closed disciple, she often secretly likes to compare with her uncle, but every time, Lin Ruyue will laugh and say nothing.

You should know that when Feichen left the Xianxia School, it was the fourth level of cultivation of the immortals. Now, no matter how strong it is, it is the fifth level of the immortals. In her eyes, what Feichen relies on is still the strongest immortal sword in the world, so she is still very serious about the cultivation of disciples, otherwise Lingxi will not be She is only a little short. If you don't cultivate a good disciple as soon as possible, you will lose face when you arrive at Qingxuanhui Wuke, or you can only rely on your younger brother Yun Feichen.

Many hardships in the past six months have made Lin Ruyue and others grow rapidly, especially after becoming an elder and wearing plum blossom clothes that are more red than ordinary disciples, their temperament has become much more indifferent and adds a touch of grace and majesty.

"Uncle Lin, say it quickly. At that time, how did Uncle fight off the dust faction after going to Xianxia Gate? What spell did he use? But are we learning the "Secrets of Mountains and Rivers" now? The name of this mountain and river-shaped secret art has been changed, and the magic power in it also carries the special seal of Xianxia School, which already belongs to the Xianxia School, so everyone calls this name.

Even the newly collected disciples can learn the low-level magic of the secrets of mountains and rivers, so the Xianxia School is famous for a while, which is also one of the reasons why mortals want to worship the mountain gate.

"Ha ha, what is the "secret of mountains and rivers"? I heard that your Uncle Yun used that spell as a 'sky-collapse sword'. Well, the sword collapses in the sky, which means one sword to collapse the sky with one sword and two paragraphs." Far away, Fang Zhizi brought several disciples to Lin Ruyue's place. She was also dressed in bright red elder clothes, which was more heroic than a year ago. She looked full of smiles, which obviously returned to her previous liveliness.

The disciples turned their heads in doubt and saw several people coming, and they all stood up to salute. Most of the disciples here knew her, Uncle Fang, who was in charge of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the whole Xianxia Gate. How could they not know?

More than 30 people surrounded her and asked her to sit down and explain in detail, but Fang Zhizi didn't have time. She was looking for Lin Ruyue. She said, "Just now, Qingxuanmen Qingyunfeng came and talked about Qingxuan's martial arts."

Lin Ruyue and everyone were also curious: "Hasn't it been agreed before? Has it changed again? Why is there no fixed number for this Qingxuanmen? Do you want to change it again and again?

"Yes, it has been changed, but it is also beneficial to everyone. The prize seems to have increased a lot, but I'm afraid the plastic surgery of Qingxuanmen is very powerful this time." Fang Zhizi said with a wry smile.

"Didn't the master say that there were five people in a group last time? Besides, it's enough for me to have you, Sister Xi, Sister Chang, and five people in a group of Lingxi. As for why Feichen is not allowed to participate, I guess the master has no idea whether Feichen will come or not, and now Qing Xuanmen doesn't know what attitude he has towards Feichen. As Lin Ruyue spoke, she walked hand in hand with Fang Zhizi in the original location of Tianhu Lake. Now it has been paved with bluestone slabs, and the lake has expanded a lot, and several disciples are following.

"Yes, our Xianxiamen did only have a group quota, but now it's different. Our 1,000 and hundreds of disciples already have the posture of a second-level sect. When Qingxuanmen came yesterday, it was changed to the quota of our three teams, a total of 15 people. We need to select elite disciples to participate in the competition. At that time, it is estimated that the strength of our disciples will not be a big problem. After all, Hua Ling and several disciples will also go out with the master in half a year. Fang Zhizi meditated for a while and arranged the personnel according to their impressions.

"Well, Qingxuanmen's move is really exhausting. They have six peaks, but each peak has five places, and each team has a lot of magic weapons. This obviously wants us to disperse our strength or indirectly out. However, the master said that our sect has not been rebuilt for a long time, and we don't need to get any quota. If you lose, you lose. Don't be too much. It's a shame. There are still five months left. You have to practice hard in these five months. Although Lin Ruyue's personality has become calm, the winning momentum has not changed. She turned to the disciples and said seriously, "Do you know?"

"Hee hee, yes, master, apprentices abide by the law." Yi Lingxi covered his mouth and smiled. He turned his head. The rest of the disciples wanted to laugh and did not dare to laugh.

"Alas, this year's Qing Xuanmen is a heavy treasure, and those palm peaks are also all gone out of the customs after decades of practice. The grand event can be seen, otherwise a few heavy treasures will not be used as gimmicks." Fang Zhizi manages the wealth of Xianxiamen and cares most about the spiritual treasure magic weapons. When he comes here, his eyes begin to shine.

"Uncle, what treasures did Qing Xuanmen take out this time?" Yi Lingxi is also full of light. This magic treasure is not all over the ground. As long as the monk has the last one, he can boast. Who doesn't want to get it?

"Well, you can only know if you climb the sword pavilion, but I heard that there are even treasures such as Qibao Miaoshu and white jade banana fans. Alas, if only we had a team that could climb the sword pavilion. Damn Qingxuanmen, their disciples have a balanced strength. Knowing that your Uncle Yun is strong strength, they will put these five people. The formation of five people is to weaken the power of your Uncle Yun. Fang Zhizi sighed. She was actually very confident in Feichen, but when she thought of the battle of five people in a group, she was inexplicably worried. She hoped to make Feichen fame and fortune for Xianxiamen.

Everyone took a breath of cold air and said that the Qing Xuanmen was cunning and used these methods.

"Well, uncle, I think Uncle Yun can do it alone. Isn't he not afraid of the whole sect of Chenyuanmen?" Only Yi Lingxi didn't care, and she worshipped Yun Feichen crazily.

Only people like her who can reach the demon level will not be laughed at such words, because it is said that their Uncle Yun can reach the super demon of the second level of immortals in one day without using upgraded elixir.

Fang Zhizi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What if the other party has all the disciples holding artifacts and spiritual treasures in their hands? You know, the highest level in the hands of our disciples is fairy weapons, or several sects come together. Ha ha, if you follow your Uncle Yun on the stage, it will be a drag."

After listening to this, everyone was speech-nothing. Most of them knew that their sect was relatively too poor when facing such a big school as Qingxuan. There are six peaks in Qingxuanmen, and the disciples of each peak are nearly 10,000. What is the strength of their own small sect to compete for hegemony? Even if there are people with such strength as Yun Feichen in the team, in the face of the opponent's magic weapon team or spiritual treasure team, the winning and losing balance is still tilted by those disciples on the side of Qingxuanmen. Of course, this does not mean that they have no confidence, but that Qingxuanmen is rich. The comprehensive strength of their own sect is far from enough. .