Chapter 12 New Disciple Competition

The sun rose slowly in the morning, and the first ray of sunlight illuminated the whole Xuanyin school. In the main hall of Xuanyin, each disciple is looking serious. In the middle of the main hall, there is an old man with a goatee. A pair of white eyebrows are inserted diagonally in the eyes. The first impression of this old man is that he is a master outside the world. Yes, this old man is the current head of the Xuanyin School. The only monk in the whole school.

Sitting on the left side of Ling Fengzi are Wan Kongxing and Liu Kongshui, and on the right are Sun Kongyun and Li Liushui. Every new disciple met the leader for the first time and felt that the leader was as kind and kind as his grandfather. And Ma Wu is also in the hall at this time. There was nothing wrong with Ma Wu. But idleness is also idle.

"Presumably the empty water has told you the rules of the new disciple of Xuanyin School. Everyone draws lots to fight against each other. The winner was promoted and the top eight were finally determined. And there is one thing to do before the second test. After Ling Fengzi, the leader, understood what was about to happen.

The empty water sat down and began to test each disciple to meet the standards of cultivation.

Lin Yang was the first to walk to the empty water, and his expression looked so confident. It is simply easy for Kongshui to check whether he has reached cultivation at the beginning of a practitioner. The simple mobilization of the yuan god in the sea of knowledge swept Lin Yang and reported: "The first stage of cultivation, qualified."

Hearing Kongshui's words, Wankong looked at Lin Yang and nodded with a smile. Some of the new disciples are envious. But the obscene man Xia Jian and the pink woman were a little disdainful.

Among the disciples of Wankongxing, in addition to Lin Yang, Zhao Biao, Huangshang and more than a dozen other disciples have successfully reached the standard. Among these disciples, there is only one female disciple Huangshang. Wankongxing looked at so many qualified disciples. For a moment, his heart was full of anger and he couldn't help squeezing his eyes at Sun Kongyun. That proud look is like flirting with a little lady. And Kongshui's words at this time turned Wan Kongxing into the appearance of being played by ugly women instead of flirting.

"Xia Jian, the middle level of cultivation."

"Hua Luoshui, the middle level of cultivation."

Xia Jian is the obscene man, and Hua Luoshui is the woman in pink. These two are the disciples of Sun Kongyun. After hearing this, Sun Kongyun's hanging heart also fell down. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Wankong.

After a while, many disciples were tested. Some disciples who reached the standard were lax in their eyes and looked depressed. Some even cried out loud.

"How could this happen? Why didn't I advance? How can I have a face to meet the villagers in the village when I go back like this? How to face my parents. A male disciple roared loudly.

"I finally got to this point. Why did I fail at this moment? I'm not willing, I'm not willing."

"I don't want to marry that person when I go back. He is in his sixties."

......

The voices of disappointment and pain resounded in the temple.

Kong Shui listened to every word and wanted to think about his own situation in those years.

Empty water comes from a poor family, who has been bullied by others since childhood, and his parents are also honest farmers. Every time I am bullied, I can only endure it alone. One year, my father died when he fell ill and had no money for treatment. When the family could not survive, Kongshui was detected by the Xuanyin faction that there was a yuan god. He was taken into the faction. Since then, the water in the empty water has risen. Not only did the court exempt the tax but also rewarded dozens of taels of silver. After all, whoever has a Xiuyuan in his family is definitely the object of the court. Those who cultivate Yuan in the whole Xiuyuan continent are the top strength. And the court also needed the practitioners to suppress the rebels and maintain their rule.

The empty water still remembers what he said on his knees in front of his father's grave before joining the faction. When he returns again, he must be famous in the mainland. Stand a monument for your father. And when I arrived at the empty water of the Xuanyin School, I knew that I had to break through to Xiusheng to officially join the school. If everything fails, everything will return to the starting point. I have to suffer from the pain of the past.

And on the last night, the empty water still failed to break through. At that time, his heart was like ashes, and his heart was born with the intention of suicide. And at that time, the empty brother appeared. There is only one sentence: "Hold on. Let me help you."

The appearance of airflow makes the air water continue to persist at the last moment. Finally, I successfully advanced before the second day. From that moment on, the empty water flowed to the highest part of his heart. The kindness of dripping water will be rewarded by a spring.

In fact, the empty water still doesn't understand why the empty water had to help itself at that time, just because the experience of the empty water is very similar to that of empty water.

Kongshui woke up from his memory and looked at the eliminated disciples in the hall, which was also a little unbearable. However, I can't change anything. They can only help them change their situation after they get home.

In the end, there are only a dozen new disciples left, and the others will be sent back to their homes. Ma Wu looked at the changes on the field and felt heartbroken for these eliminated disciples and lamented the injustice of the world. I have no choice but to accept it. Some disciples who meet the standards also regret and sighed their luck at the elimination of their companions who came with them and lived together for many times.

After dealing with the eliminated disciples in the hall, they began to draw lots to decide the test. The whole desert scene became hot again. One of the remaining 15 people seems to have no need to fight for the first time.

After the lottery results came out, everyone entered the field where they fought against each other. Competitions have begun in various venues, and only one person in the arena is not scratching his head on the ring. His eyes looked at the situation of the match in other ring with great interest. From time to time, he shouted at those who fought, "Your feet are harder. Why are you so soft and don't eat?" After shouting this and that, it's so unpleasant. Yes, only the obscene man Xia Jian can do this. If you draw a war-free visa, you can't help but get up again.

Each disciple is also absorbed in his own comparison and is too lazy to pay attention to Xia Jian. But there are still idle people on the field, and Sun Kongyun's head is big. Can you fool around secretly scolding Xia Jian for being really cheap and not looking at any occasion? The leader is still on the court. How did you teach such an ignorant disciple? Since I had this disciple, I have been worried and afraid.

Ling Fengzi, the head, looked at Xia Jian's performance, but the expression on his face was not angry, but a feeling of relish. From time to time, he touched the goatee on his chin with his hand, as if recalling the past.

The more Sun Kongyun looked at it, the more he felt that Xia Jian was too much. In case he made his master unhappy, Xia Jian's road to Xiuyuan would be very painful after that. Thinking of this, Sun Kongyun's heart suddenly became cold. It's not easy to find such an excellent apprentice, how can you have the heart to invalidate it? So he said to his master, "Well... Well, master, the man who escaped from the war is the apprentice who has just received the disciple, the yuan god of Xuanpin's lower level. The person is fine, but his personality is a little Menglang.

Looking at his master's expression, Sun Kongyun felt that the master still listened to his words. He didn't see that the old face was as bright as flowers. At least what he was worried about would not happen. At this moment, Ling Fengzi looked at his disciple and said, "Gongyun, you, as an apprentice, look much worse than you in those years."

Hearing Ling Fengzi's words, Kongyun was also puzzled. Xia Jian's qualifications and cultivation are definitely ten thousand times better than himself. How can the master say that he is not as good as me?

After carefully recalling Ling Fengzi's words, Sun Kongyun suddenly realized. Isn't it? Xia Jian's current behavior is really a trick compared with his own madness in those years. In those years, his own troubles were carried down by his own master.

Thinking of his worry about Xia Jian just now, Sun Kongyun realized the care and expectation of his master to shoulder the matter for himself at that time. When I look at Xia Jian again, I can only be satisfied. Xia Jian's movements now look so cute. If you are a teacher, you should be able to protect your apprentices and teach them to take the right path. It also passed on the master's care and love for his apprentices from generation to generation.

Finally, the top eight were decided, namely Lin Yang, Zhao Biao, Huang Shang, Zhang Feng, Zhu Neng, Qian Zhi, Hua Luoshui, er... and the incomparable Xia Jian.

After the top eight were determined, Ling Fengzi said to the eight people, "That's all for today. You go back and have a rest for one night. The ranking will be decided tomorrow. This is the most basic skill in the Xiuyuan world. Each of you has one, which is a reward for you. Tomorrow's ranking will be rewarded according to the ranking. After saying that, a skill appeared in the minds of those disciples.

All the disciples said to Ling Fengzi, the head, "Thank you, Master." Every disciple is very happy after receiving the Xiuyuan decision. That's where their way of cultivation begins.

Ma Wu saw that it was boring next and was about to go out. A voice came: "Ma Wu, stay. I have something to say to you.

Ma Wu looked at the man who called him after hearing the difference.

The disciples also looked at Ma Wu with puzzled faces and didn't understand why the leader wanted to keep Ma Wu.

When Ling Fengzi stopped Ma afternoon, his four disciples used the power of the yuan god and began to send sounds to their respective seas of knowledge.

"Why did the master leave Ma Wu, is it..."

"Impossible. If that's the case, the master will definitely kill Ma Wu on the spot."

"Let's not guess and let the disciples retreat and cooperate with the master. Let's see what the master is going to do?"

The four disciples of Lingfengzi received the Yuanshen and announced by Kongliu: "All the disciples have dispersed. There are some things we need to deal with next."

Every disciple also retreated knowingly. Xia Jian looked at Ma Wu when he left, with a little worried expression. Even Xia Jian didn't know why he was worried about Ma Wu.

Only Ling Fengzi and four apprentices were left in the whole hall for a while, and of course, Ma Wu.

Ling Fengzi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Ma Wu only felt a strong pressure pressing on him. This pressure is better than the pressure brought to Ma Wu in the past. The suppression of the monk's first-level gengod is really not covered. Even the four disciples of Xingyun Liushui felt that this pressure suppressed themselves out of breath, not to mention Ma Wu.

Ling Fengzi asked bluntly regardless of whether Ma Wu could resist this pressure, "What's your intention to come to my Xuanyin faction?" Did the gang send you here?